A few moments later, I felt her stir and began to pull away.
“No,” she whispered, “Just let me get my legs down. My gynecologist told me that this is the best position to be in if you wanna get pregnant.” And then she smiled.
We were still laying there when we heard the phone ring. The answering machine kicked in after 5 rings and we heard Jen’s voice.
“Hey guys, I got some really fantastic photos of the sunset and the beach. I also met some friends from school and we’re going out. I hope you don’t mind. Feel free to spend the night. I’ll crash on the couch if I get home. Love ya'” and the phone went dead.
“What ya think?” I asked.
She rolled off the pillow and got up. “Be right back,” she said as she went down the stairs. When she came back she was wearing a pair of panties and carrying my shirt.
“I thought you slept in the nude?”
“I usually do, but this will help keep your cum where it belongs and every bit helps,” she joked.
“Okay, I guess I can get used to it. But what about Jen?”
“What about her?”
“You heard the call.”
“Yep. So the options are she really did meet some friends and is going out with them, or she feels uncomfortable with us right now, OR she’s just mad enough about the whole thing with Matt that she’s gonna have a few drinks and get herself laid, but whatever she does it’s not up to us. We have our own lifetime to plan together,” she mumbled. Then, she rolled over and snuggled against me as she had for the past two nights, mumbling “lifetime,” once more before she was asleep.