I sat up in bed and stretched. She satdown next to me and we shared a warm hug. I inhaled deeply of herlight, clean womanly fragrance. I looked ove... to Rita's bed and shewas still fast asleep. Mom took me by the hand. "I'd like to have aquick chat with you before the others get up. Come on." I got up andwe went out to the living room and sat next to each other on the couch.She patted my thigh. "Don't worry, sweetie. It's okay." She took adeep breath and let it out slowly. "I really. Suddenly the baby was a very secondary consideration; I'd come in with a wife, and I damn well wanted to leave with one, baby notwithstanding. Serious surgery wasn't something I'd bargained for, and it scared me silly.It turned out, when I checked days after the fact with Spook, that my worries had been needless. At one time in history, it seemed, C-sections had been almost invariably fatal to the mother, and the baby might not make it, either. These days, though, Spook said the literature. He stepped in close to me and I felt his breath on my cleavage as he put both his hands around me and started to rub my back. My urge fighting was not there. I just plain wanted him so bad. He was getting turned on too as his breathing gave it away. My hands automatically pulled him tight to me. When I felt a lump on the inside of my leg, I moaned quietly. I tried not to, but that feeling of his erection took away all my resistance. He was now rubbing my lower back just above my ass. My shaky. I was soon aching just from looking at her as well as my own imagination. I was sporting a near full erection and was actually oozing precum already.It was the mental teasing that was driving me crazy. It had only been a couple of days since I came last, and my cock hadn't been touched since. Granted, having Lisa cum just inches in front of my face had exacerbated the situation, but there hadn't been any physical teasing, just mental. With Friday still five days off I was positive I'd be.