"Oh, you *are* mean." First law of teasing: don't dish it out if you can't take it in return." I'll keep that in mind." She looked at me thoughtfully ...or a second. "Natalie is a very lucky girl." I'm flattered, though I'd argue that I'm the lucky one in the relationship--after all, I'm with her. But, enough about me. Don't you have someone back home we can talk about?" Not really, though that was what I wanted to talk to you about."Now, *that* was a bit of a surprise. "Me? Or rather, why me?". Bridget had a shower and changed into a smart sexy outfit of tight skirt and blouse, with high heels and suspenders. She must have spent a whole hour applying make-up.We walked to the pub, still a little early. A quick scan told us that James had not arrived so we ordered a glass of wine each and waited. We had time for another round and then James appeared, we recognized him from his photo. I introduced us and we shook hands. It flashed through my mind how bizarre it was him shaking hands with. Mikey pressed his cockhead against my lubed and oozing asshole. I pushed upward with my hips as he pressed in. At this point there was no pain, just the heat from his warm cock. My calves pressed against his chest as he pushed my legs against him with his hands.That angle seemed to help stimulate my prostate as he moved out to the tip and back in to the hilt. My muscles gripped his smooth cock as he began to pump a little harder and faster.My lips wrapped slightly over my teeth as I sucked. "Hey, all I want to know is if what I've heard is true," I said roughly. "Nothing more." And what have you heard, Sean?" she asked, almost playfully.I took a deep breath. The next couple of minutes would have a very real impact on the rest of my life. "Are you pregnant, Molly?"There was a long pause. At the time, it felt like it was about an hour before she said anything, but it was probably only a few seconds."What would you say if I told you I was, Sean? Would you be happy? Or would it upset.