by Luke Young
He smiled. “That’s really great.”
“It’s actually going to be a guest house with an attached office. I know you planned to move to Miami after graduation, and I’m not sure exactly what your plans are, but you and Caroline are welcome to live there, if you’d like.”
Jim’s mouth opened wide as he nodded in surprise.
She continued, “I always wanted to have a guest house, and I figured you could be close to the baby… really close… and have your own private place. It could work well.”
“It sounds perfect. I’ll talk to Caroline about it. I’m sure she’ll love the idea.” After he said it, he thought, Well maybe not.
Victoria’s thoughts were in the same ballpark, but they each put on a confident smile, and she said, “Good. Just let me know… It all should be finished in May, but you know how these construction projects go sometimes.”
“Sure.” Pulling his phone from his pocket, Jim checked the time. “I should probably get to the airport.” He stood and she followed suit. They stared at each other from less than a foot apart, both shaking their heads and wearing awkward grins.
“I don’t want to leave her.”
“I know.”
“I’ll fly down as much as I can.”
“In less than four months, you’ll be back for good, and…”
Jim nodded and said with his voice quivering, “Let’s not talk about it. I don’t want to lose it here.”
Victoria gave him a sweet smile. She opened her arms, and he moved to her. They held each other for a long, long time.
48
Jim returned to school, and twelve days later, Kaylie left the hospital a nearly five-pound, perfectly healthy baby. Jillian and Brian drove the new mother and daughter home. Carrying the sleeping Kaylie into the house, Brian placed her in an infant rocking seat that was sitting on the sofa.
Kaylie stirred a bit. Jillian, Victoria, and Brian stared down at the adorable baby as she rubbed her little nose with her tiny hand before she drifted back to sleep.
Jillian whispered, “Do you want us to stay?”
“No. We’ll be fine,” Victoria replied softly.
“Remember, we want to babysit soon.”
Victoria nodded with a smile as she sat next to the infant seat on the sofa. After taking a deep breath, she stared up at Brian and Jillian with a look of relief mixed with slight terror.
“Are you sure?” Brian whispered.
Victoria grinned semi-confidently and waved good-bye.
Jillian mouthed the word bye as she grabbed Brian by the arm and led him toward the door. The new mother watched, smiling as they slipped quietly outside.
Slumping against the cushion, Victoria stared at Kaylie. She took a deep breath, smiled, and fell quickly into an exhausted sleep.
Thirty minutes later, Kaylie woke crying. Popping upright, Victoria struggled to pull herself to consciousness as she gazed down at her wailing infant.
“Are you hungry? I bet you’re hungry.”
Victoria performed a quick diaper change, fed Kaylie a bottle, and then gave her a tour of her new home.
The first stop was Kaylie’s room. The room was painted yellow with cows jumping over moons in a border around the center of the room, just above the lip of the natural pine wood crib.
“Do you like yellow?” Kaylie’s drowsy eyes were glued to her mother’s smiling face as Victoria added, “I wasn’t sure if you were a girl, so we went with yellow. If you don’t like it, we can change it. I think it looks nice, though.”
Next they moved to the massage room. Victoria cradled Kaylie in her arms as she slowly spun around the room, showing her the wooden massage table, the selection of massage oils, and the matching cocoa-colored towels and sheets.
“Daddy surprised me with all this. Do you like it? Daddy is a very good guy.”
She moved in front of the odd grass sculpture. “Now this… I’m not sure what the heck this is. But your daddy picked it out, so we love it, right?”
She winked at Kaylie, who waved her hand back at her. “That’s it; you get it. Sometimes you have to say you like something when you really, really, really don’t… I’ll teach you all the things you need to know. I’ll teach you all about clothes and shoes and purses… oh, and boys. But I don’t want you dating any until you’re at least twenty-five, okay?”
Kaylie placed her hand on her face, seemingly giving her mother a skeptical look, but most likely just fighting some gas.
“You think I’m kidding… no, I’m serious. I will not allow you to make the same mistakes that Mommy made. You get your college degree and then a good job, and then maybe you can go on a date.”
Next she moved to the bowl of smooth rocks sitting in the decorative heating pan. “This is my favorite thing. Your daddy gave me a rock massage, and it was amazing. He has magic hands.”
Victoria paused a moment, just staring at the rocks.
She smiled down at the baby and began in a happy baby voice, “You probably want to know why Mommy and Daddy aren’t together and why Daddy is…” Her voice took on a condescending tone as she continued, “… engaged to a hot, little, young wh—I mean, woman.” Her voice returned to her baby-friendly tone. “Sorry. She’s nice, I guess. When you’re old enough, I’ll try to explain it all to you, but you see, Mommy is much, much older than Daddy. Mommy’s hiney is going to start sagging very, very soon, and well, thanks to you, Mommy’s tummy will never be the same.” Victoria wagged her finger in Kaylie’s face.
The baby stared up at her with her eyelids fluttering.
“So, you’re happy about that. Well, maybe I am, too, because without it, I wouldn’t have you. Mommy loves Daddy, and he loves Mommy, but he’s also in love with Caroline and, well, she’s his age, and when Mommy is ready for a nursing home, Daddy will be ready to buy some type of two seat sports car, probably a convertible, and be just entering into his mid-life crisis. Daddy’s probably better off with Caroline, don’t you think?”
Kaylie seemed to shake her head no. Victoria studied her face carefully and then asked again, “Is Daddy better off with Caroline?”
The baby contorted her face slightly then let out a bunch of gas before filling her diaper. Feeling it against her forearm, Victoria smiled. “Somebody needs their pants changed.”
49
At the Grayson home the next afternoon, Jillian yelled down for Brian to meet her upstairs. He came into their bedroom, but when he didn’t see her, he called her name. She replied from the bathroom, and when he went inside, he discovered her wearing a proud smile along with an old t-shirt and shorts. She had newspaper spread out on the floor and the “Copy-a-Cock” kit items on the counter.
He grinned. “What the hell is this?”
“Victoria gave the kit to me months ago, but we’ve been so busy, I completely forgot about it. I figured after all you went through on your first try, you might want to actually make one.”
“No, it was a stupid idea.”
Shaking her head, Jillian moved to him for a kiss. “It’s a great idea. I would really love to have an exact replica of your perfect penis.”
“Really?” He gave her a skeptical look.
She nodded with a sexy grin and then moved to her knees. While running her hand slowly down over his chest to his abdomen, she said slowly, “Victoria told me it’s much easier to make one with two people.”
Jillian trailed her hand down further and placed it over the already growing bulge in his gym shorts.
“I think… that’s true,” Brian stammered. “You’re supposed to do the mixing while I get, you know.”
She looked up at his face as she pressed both her hands along his cotton-covered length. “How about I get… you know… started for you, and then I’ll take care of the mixing.”
He nodded quickly. “Or we could do that.”
Jillian pulled down his shorts and boxer briefs. She gasped when his nearly hard penis sprang out and then flopped down before her. While holding the backs
of his legs, she moved her head forward until her nose was pressed against his shaft. Then she slowly turned her head left and then right to allow his now throbbing manhood to brush against her cheeks and nose. Brian leaned back, literally gasping for breath.
She slid lower, extended her tongue, and covered the head with licks. His manhood throbbed, rose up, and grew until it stuck straight out from his body. Pulling back, she grinned at her accomplishment. “Look, no hands.”
“You’re good,” he murmured.
She plunged her mouth over him. Placing his hands behind his head, Brian gazed down at the amazing sight of Jillian pleasing him. He said, “This is not only easier… it’s so much more fun with two people.”
Jillian pulled away from him and chuckled as she looked up at his face. Then she took him back into her mouth and began moving faster and faster over him. He groaned loudly as he approached the brink of climax. They were both lost in the moment until he spotted the kit on the counter. He pulled away, and she looked up at him, confused.
“The kit.” He steadied himself by placing a hand on the wall as he added, “I’m about to shoot.”
She shook her head. “Sorry, I got so, uh… wow.” Jillian stood and took a deep breath while opening her eyes wide as she fought to get her bearings. “Okay, you keep it big, and I’ll get ready.”
Brian nodded as he slowly massaged himself in order to maintain maximum size. Moving to the counter, she measured and checked the temperature of the water. She poured it into the bowl, which already contained the mix, checked the time on her smart phone, and began to stir.
She glanced over to watch him, as he worked his manhood, and smiled. “I wish I was doing that for you.”
“So do I.”
She grinned. “I’ll finish you.”
Jillian stirred and stirred as he maintained his erection. After two minutes, she poured the cast mixture into the precut tube and stood on the newspaper on the floor. Brian met her there, and she looked down, impressed. “Wow, you are big. Ready?”
She handed him the tube and he quickly slipped it over his superhard length. The excess mixture slipped out the sides of the tube and onto his thighs. They both looked down, chuckling at the sight.
Brian began flexing the muscles in his groin to attempt to maintain his best showing. Jillian checked the time. “Okay, just sixty more seconds.”
“Okay.”
“How you doing?”
“Good.”
“Do you need me to show you my breasts or anything?”
“No, I think I’m good.”
She gave him an angry look.
“Oh, sorry. Sure, I’d love to see them.”
She looked away, feigning anger. “Forget it now.”
“Sorry, just trying to focus. I would love to see them in about thirty more seconds.”
They stood there for another fifteen seconds while Brian grimaced twice more as he continued to flex. Jillian checked the time and said, “Okay, it should be good.”
He carefully slipped the mold off his erection and handed it to her. Jillian smiled as she peered inside the tube. “This is so cool.”
“They make one for your… you know.” Confused, she looked at him, so he elaborated, “Yeah, you can make a mold of your pussy. Victoria told me about it.”
“Huh.”
Brian said, “I’m not sure exactly what you can do with it once you make it, but they have it.”
“I think yours will be more fun.”
They shared a nod.
Jillian said, “We need to let this dry for twenty-four hours and then we can pour in the rubber stuff.”
After placing the tube on the counter, she looked at him and broke into a smile. He was a mess, with the cast mixture dripping down and beginning to dry all over his legs. Brian scraped it off onto the newspaper as she watched, chuckling.
Jillian said, “You take a shower while I clean up here. When you’re done, meet me in bed, and we can play some more.”
He never showered faster. Ninety-seven seconds later, he met her in bed, and it was fucking amazing.
When Bridget and Rob returned from their cruise, they spent a few days in Miami. Rob introduced Bridget to Jillian, who more than approved of the new woman in his life. They spent some time visiting Victoria and the baby. When they returned to Orlando, Rob took a job with another investment firm in the city and moved in with his new F.B.I. agent girlfriend. For the first time in his life, he was really falling in love. Oh, and the sex was fucking amazing.
Over the next four months, Jim called every day and flew to Miami four times with Caroline as they watched Kaylie grow and thrive. Brian and Jillian spent a lot of time at Victoria’s. They babysat when needed and were both growing very attached to the new addition. Jillian got back to writing and was working on her follow-up to The Leg Thing. It was still untitled, but she thought it was coming together nicely. After completing his tennis certification, Brian began teaching classes at a small local tennis club. He was never happier.
Victoria worked closely with the contractors to keep them on schedule, and the guesthouse and office were both finished on time. The new building consisted of a waiting area and large office with a bathroom and had a separate entrance from the guest space. The guest space featured a living room, a gorgeous, modern eat-in kitchen, a bedroom, and an opulent bathroom with a separate tub and shower.
In late April, Kaylie switched over to formula and gave Victoria’s tired breasts a much-needed break. Weighing in at just more than ten pounds, there were no signs that Kaylie was premature, and she was quickly catching up in weight to other infants her age. Her eyes were still blue, but now a lighter shade. She was alert and curious, not all that fussy, and mostly sleeping through the night. She’d just learned to smile and was beginning to make those adorable baby sounds like grunts, gurgles, and coos. Mother and child were immensely enjoying life together.
Victoria dated Adam regularly. He was wonderful with the baby, and Victoria found herself growing fonder of him as she got to know him better. For the first time since she began dating after the death of her husband, Victoria was actually able to keep the relationship from becoming physical. They took it slowly, and it wasn’t just because she needed to heal.
Victoria found herself not thinking about sex nearly as much as she did before the pregnancy. Although she spent most of her time doting on Kaylie, she was also consumed with getting her practice off the ground and preparing the guesthouse for Jim and Caroline. She and Kaylie shopped for all the furniture together, and she swore that the baby had quite an eye for interior design. Kaylie pointed to all the paint colors she liked, spit up on the ones she didn’t, and when it was finally finished, the guesthouse looked like it should grace the cover of a decorating magazine.
Victoria was attracted to Adam, but something was different. She still craved the touch of a man, but she had too many other things to focus on now to worry about all that. Adam enjoyed spending time with her and also the baby. Figuring that when the time was right, they would take the next step, he decided he could wait.
Victoria was also fighting to get her old body back, or as much back as was humanly possible. She bought a few one-piece bathing suits and resigned herself to the fact that her bikini days were probably forever behind her, although she secretly vowed to one day get back into her see-through tiny bikini. To that end, she worked out harder than she ever had, and the results were not coming as easily as before, but she was still making progress.
Two weeks before Jim and Caroline were to graduate, Victoria was lounging out by the pool with Adam. Kaylie was sleeping in her playpen under a sunshade, and Victoria watched as Adam got up and walked to the pool. Drinking in his tall, muscular body, that old familiar feeling began bubbling up through her loins. She really wanted him.
Victoria watched as he dove into the pool. Coming to the surface, Adam discovered her grinning at him. She was trying to picture what he would look like with no clothes on. She shook her
head in disbelief as she thought, How have I not wondered about this before?
Narrowing his eyes at her stare, he asked, “What is it?”
She grinned, and never one to beat around the bush, said matter-of-factly, “Oh, I was just wondering what you looked like naked.”
“Really?”
Victoria nodded with a big smile. Climbing out of the pool, he made his way to her. She eyed him up and down and licked her lips as she felt a tingle throughout her body.
He slipped on his sunglasses. “At the risk of sounding a little full of myself, I look pretty damn good for a guy in his forties.”
“Oh, really.”
Standing before her, he put his hands on the waistband of his swim trunks. “You don’t believe me, do you? Do you want to see? I’ll show you right here.”
“That’s okay. I can pretty much see everything now.”
He smiled. “I was going to show you my ass. You really can’t tell if it’s droopy or not, but I can assure you that—”
“I would like to see it tonight.” Victoria gave him a sexy smile.
He slipped down into a chair next to her. “I think it’s available.”
“Good.” She chuckled.
After pausing for a moment, Adam grinned. “I just want to be sure I understand… uh, is it just my ass you want to see, or are you also interested in seeing anything else?”
Hiding behind a smile, Victoria fought to put on a serious look. “Well, I was really hoping I could, uh, see everything.”
He stared into her eyes. “I would really like to show you everything.”
Standing, she leaned over him. She moved her lips to his, and they shared a quick kiss. She began, “Let me call Jillian and see if she can watch Kaylie for about two…” She kissed him harder, their tongues intertwining for a moment before she pulled back and then continued, “… no, maybe three, hours.”
He just stared up at her with his mouth open and nodding yes very slowly. She smiled, turned, and headed toward the house. Captivated, he watched her go, with his trunks not fitting quite so well anymore.
