Chapter 28

Lucy was awakened by loud music and shouting children. Wiping the sleep from her eyes, she staggered to the source of the racket and found herself in Paul and Andi’s gym. The couple were seated on exercise bikes pedaling furiously while the twins stood on either side of their mother cheering her on at the top of their lungs.

“Go mommy!”

“Mommy win!”

“Go, go, go, go GO!”

Rock music blared over the speakers. The big screen TV showed a winding country road. The shrieking finally reached its peak when Paul and Andi threw up their hands and slowly their peddling stopped.

“Yay mommy!”

“Mommy wins! Mommy wins! Mommy wins!”

Paul and Andi each scooped up a chattering girl and gave each other a kiss. “How did you do?”

“Eighteen point 75 miles,” grinned an exhausted Andi.

“That’s a full mile better than yesterday!” Paul gave Andi another kiss.

As they drifted to the treadmills to begin a three-minute cool down, Lucy drifted upstairs to find some coffee. Pouring a cup from a pot that Paul obviously made (so good!) she dragged herself downstairs again. Normally, Lucy is a cheery person 24/7, but she is riding an emotional rollercoaster. She didn’t want to tell Andi, but she received a call from Frank Rosetti. He said that he was planning to come to the wedding and spend time with the twins.

Andi and Paul were heading to the shower, they had the twins undressed and were getting ready to give them a shower. Paul saw Lucy standing watching them in her gray pajamas and her gray oversized bathrobe and her gray mood. “Hey! We’re gonna shower up, care to join us?”

Lucy’s eyes shot wide open at the thought.

“Seriously,” continued Paul, “I’ll wear a bathing suit and I’ll only look at Andi.”

“Don’t say no,” said Andi. “You look like you need fun. You haven’t had fun until you’ve tried to shower with these two imps. Come on, please?”

“Come on Aunt Lucy!” the twins demanded.

“Not till I see proof of the bathing suit,” she slurped her coffee and waited. Paul sat down on the bench and grabbed something off the towel shelf. He pulled it up his legs, then up under his towel. Standing, he dropped his towel and showed he was wearing a Speedo. The bulge in his swimsuit told Lucy that Andi will enjoy Christmas Eve quite a bit. “That’s a start, now don’t watch! That includes you Miss Nosey pants.” Lucy crept up to Sandy and began tickling her.

Paul entered the shower room and began adjusting the shower. The entire room became one large warm shower. True to his word, he kept his back to Lucy the entire time and spent most of his time down on one knee, tickling and washing down the twins or gazing at Andi’s voluptuous little body when she came into his line of view.

Eventually the shower filled with steam and Andi called to the twins, “Come on you two, let’s go get dressed.”

“I want to stay with poppa,” they whined.

“No, now come on before you get cooked.”

“But I want to get cooked! Poppa’s a good cook!”

“Out!” then to Paul, “Just stay there, daddy, I’ll be right back. And Lucy is still here, she’s sitting on the bench.”

“No problem baby.”

He remained motionless, facing the back corner of the shower, waiting for Andi until he heard Lucy. “Ok, come sit down, we need to talk, and you can turn around.”

Paul turned and saw Lucy seated on the marble bench, wrapped in a bath towel. “How did I do?” he said as he sat down.

“What do you mean?” Lucy put on her best faux, who, me? face.

“This test, how did I do?

Lucy went “Pffft,” and waved her hand in his direction. “Passed with flying colors, damn it.”

“Damn it?”

Lucy took a deep breath and sighed. “Yeah, you only have eyes for her. You kept your word. You are a man of honor.”

“So, what must we talk about?”

“You need to look at her divorce decree, I think Frank has been shortchanging her on child support, big time. Also ... I don’t think the twins are his.”

“The decree and child support are easy, I can act as her attorney, no problem there. What’s this about the girls?”

Lucy looked scared. “You need to get her to talk about the poker games. It won’t carry as much weight coming from me. And you need to do it now before you talk to Frank.”

“Can you still watch the kids?”

“That’s what I was here for sport, you are an unforeseen, unplanned, bonus.”

“I’m going to spend the day digging up dirt on Mr. Rosetti. If we can get a DNA test...”

“The mobile crime labs can now process and analyze DNA...” said Lucy.

“Good to know,” they spoke until Andi walked into the shower. The steam generator just filled the room with fresh steam, and she came out of the fog glorious in her nudity. Her erect nipples leading the way, she eased on to Paul’s lap and kissed him long and hard.

He kissed her neck, fighting the urge to grab her breasts in front of Lucy, but he was aching for his woman. “I missed you so much baby!”

“Seriously guys, get a room...”

“This is our room,” chuckled Paul.

“Speaking of rooms, I’m setting up a map for when we christen this house ... does the pantry count as a room?” asked Andi brightly.

“I think it does, nice catch.”

“I’m afraid the canned goods will hurt baby’s bum,” Andi pouted.

“Daddy will protect baby’s beautiful bum...” Paul teased her.

“Ok guys, this is verging on the felonious,” snarled Lucy.

Andi laughed, “How did prince charming do?”

“He did splendidly, not an attempt at a peek.”

“That’s a shame,” said Andi. “If you’re into athletic girls, she’s really hot. You’re not into athletic girls, are you?”

Lucy scoffed, stood, threw her towel over her shoulder, and went off in search of the twins. She was wearing shorts and a sports bra with the shoulder straps down under her towel the entire time. Paul could see her chiseled abs and muscled thighs. “Oh, hell no, she’d kick my ass.”

“How long do I have before I have to leave for the symposium?”

Paul checked his watch. “About an hour I suppose.”

Bonelessly, Andi slid from Paul’s lap on to the floor, grabbed the waistband of his speedo and smiled. “Lift your ass daddy, baby wants to experiment.”

Paul raised his hips, and Andi pulled his speedo down to his knees. His hard cock sprang free, slapping against his stomach. “Lift your feet.” She whispered. He did, and she pulled his speedo off completely. “I need you.” She scrambled up on to the marble bench and slowly laid back, sucking on her little finger. “I need you bad.” She slowly spread her knees, exposing herself completely to her man.

“Anything my baby wants,” Paul leaned over and planted a kiss on her pussy. He heard a hiss of an intake of breath and he kissed again. “Baby shaved for me,” Paul whispered as his tongue swiped over her nude mound. She had left a triangle of hair, but her labia were bare and inviting, her taste was intoxicating.

“Was baby bad for shaving?”

“No, it lets me do this...” He covered her pussy with his mouth and sucked gently, teasing her clit free from its hood. He started flickering the tip of his tongue against the bud of her desire.

“I want you so bad, I want you inside of me, I want to feel your cock spread me open and push my cervix...”

The words inflamed Paul. Both knew that this won’t happen until Christmas Eve and Paul could barely hold himself back.

“Yes! Push your fingers in me, yessss – push into my ass ... ohhhhh so soon I’m going to beg you to fuck me there ... after your sperm has soaked my cunt I’m going to give you my ass, I’m still a virgin there, it’s all yours oh...”