Page 23 of Please and Tease (Sweet Treats 6)

“Are you …?” he echoes in a whisper.

Naomi smiles at us tearfully.

“Yes,” she whispers. “I’m expecting your child, Aaron and Andrew. I didn’t know when you left, and I wasn’t sure for a while. I could have told you over the CB radio, but I wanted to deliver this momentous news to you in person,” she says in a wavery voice. “Are you happy?” she asks in a whisper.

I stare at her, unable to comprehend.

“Sweetheart, we’re over the moon!” I practically roar, gathering her into my arms and showering her with kisses. “This is the best welcome home gift ever! How could you think otherwise?”

Naomi literally begins crying then, her voice coming out in choked sobs.

“Because we didn’t talk about us, or our relationship, or what we were doing before you left. You guys were called back onto the job so quickly, and I get it because it was an emergency. But I didn’t know what was happening, and then I realized I was pregnant,” she says in a choked voice.

Aaron steps in then.

“Baby, this is the best gift you could ever give us. And we know we left you in a lurch but it was because of this damned corona virus epidemic. But why would you ever think that we wouldn’t want you? This is like a dream come true.”

Naomi looks at us through teary eyes, still crying a little.

“Because of what we do, and who we are,” she says softly. “You’re virile truckers who are used to seeing women while on the road. I’m a daughter currently stationed at a Lodge, and I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to keep entertaining other men—”

I cut her off.

“Wait. Have you seen other men? I know we didn’t talk about it, and it’s fine if you have, sweetheart. Please just tell us the truth.”

To my relief, Naomi shakes her head.

“No, I could never be with other men, especially not when I’m pregnant with your child. But I didn’t know! I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to do, and it killed me to think that you might be enjoying other women on your trek.”

Both Aaron and I stare at her.

“No sweetheart. I’m sorry we weren’t more clear before we left. Andrew and I haven’t seen anyone else,” my friend says in a low, emotional voice. “You’re it for us. We’ve been with each other, of course,” he says, sliding a look my way. “But that’s it. We haven’t been with any other woman since you came along.”

With that, Naomi flings herself into our arms again, crying wholeheartedly.

“I’m so glad,” she manages between sobs. “I haven’t seen any men either, and … well, it was just so confusing for a while.”

We stroke her soft back, while pressing kisses to her wet cheeks.

“I know, sweetheart,” I say in a soothing voice. “We should have tied up all loose ends before we left, but it’s okay. Look what we’ve been blessed with! There’s a baby on the way, and we have you.”

“You mean everything to us,” Aaron adds in a low voice. “There wasn’t a minute on the road where we didn’t think of you, Naomi. You’re our sweet girl, and now that you’re going to be the mother of our child, will you think about a long-term relationship with us? We love you, Naomi, and would be honored to be your men.”

The beautiful brunette looks at us, her eyes teary, as a smile slips over her voice.

“Yes, Aaron and Andrew. I would love to be your woman.”

With that, our future is set. We didn’t mean to conceive a child with the curvy girl, nor did we mean to disappear for six months. But sometimes, life is unpredictable. As with baseball, we’ve taken our lumps and bumps, yet also come out of the experience with a wealth of blessings. And now, with a baby on the way, Naomi will be pleasing and teasing us forever, as our woman.

Epilogue

Naomi

I moan as Andrew and Aaron lick sweetly at my swollen slit. I’m now nine months along, and the baby’s due any day now. Yet, my men are totally into my pregnant figure. If anything, it arouses them unbearably, and they’re on me day and night.

“Oooh,” I sigh while tilting my head back and spreading my knees wider. “Yes, just like that.”

“Sweetheart, we’re afraid to poke the baby if we take you the front way. Is your back passage flexible?” rasps Aaron, looking up for a moment.

I glance down and smile sweetly at them before rolling my knees up even further to expose my pink wrinkle.

“Yes, of course,” I mewl. “This is yours, just as all of me is yours.”

After all, Aaron, Andrew and I are in a committed relationship now. It wasn’t a surprise at all to the dads and daughters at the Lodge because I’d been mooning about hopelessly, while growing bigger and bigger with my pregnancy. Of course, when Aaron and Andrew came back, everything was settled. I moved into their suite, and my term as a daughter officially ended.

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