She'd given Dawn Johnny's baby last week, and Dawn was due to return the favor in a few days. In a moderately amusing coincidence, Stacy was also fert...le today, and Tom would be giving her his child as well.Rebecca thought back to that emotion-filled day, when she first told her husbands about her plans for their first offspring."I want a child by each of you, and I want them at the same time, so that you both know you're equal in my heart. But I also want Dawn to feel involved, so I'd like her. “Yes,” I said, my lips so close to his neck, “I’d like that, too.”“When?”“Whenever you say.”“Come with me now.”He led me from the floor to a door marked private. “This is my office,” he grinned, opening it with a key.“Oh… do you work here?”“Kind of,” he laughed. “Actually, I own it,” he added and took me in his arms. His mouth was warm and he tasted of brandy when his tongue snaked between my teeth. He leaned back against the door, his hands kneading my buttocks.I pushed my hips forward,. Marsha knew how to pleasure a dick. After Lorie came twice more, I pulled Marsha’s mouth off me. Tonight was about Don getting laid; for me, anyway.Through the wall, I heard Lorie say, “Roll over. Let me do this.” More rustling. I imagined Don on his back, tree trunk sticking up from his groin, and Lorie straddling him, guiding it in. Fuck, I wished there was a peephole. “Oh, Jesus, wait,” Lorie exclaimed. “I know you’re anxious, but I have to do this. You’re fucking big and I have to. I was nearly home when my phone rang. It was a lady, obviously local, the accent remember, and could she come and see me. We agreed a time just after lunch. I started to give directions but she said not to worry she knew where I was. Fine, I continued home and had lunch.At exactly the appointed time the doorbell rang and I opened the door to find none other than my tattooed lady standing on the door step. I was somewhat surprised, but of course didn't show it. She was dressed exactly the same.