Chapter 9

~Steven Thomson~

Monday September 29, 2025

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR Steven!”

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!”

Leaning forward, I blew out the two little candles that displayed my not-so-little age. With that, I was officially Forty-one years old. Forty had been quite the year; I wondered if forty-one would be just as exciting. Who was I kidding? With Lexi around, there would always be craziness.

Everyone in the room clapped when the candles went out. The dining room felt full without being crowded. There intentionally was no giant celebration; my days of going all-out on my birthday were over. Most of the people in my life who mattered most had attended for a nice dinner.

Kayla was sitting beside me, a radiant smile on her young face. Lexi and Nicole weren’t far either, both redheads waiting patiently for cake. Ashley had brought Josh, the two of them looked to be holding hands beneath the table. Quiet Marcia was there as well, looking like she was anxious about missing so much studying time.

Then there was Hazel, looking more and more pregnant every day. It was hard to believe I was having another child, but the proof was right there in the tan girl’s swollen stomach. Her grandmother Maxine had come as well, fretting over the pregnant teen.

Allan and Amanda were my childhood best friends. Along with Aria, they were closest to me growing up. Having them in my life helped me remember my late wife. I had learned to love again, but I would never stop loving Aria. She would have understood me moving on, but I often lay awake at night worried she would have hated me for my relationship with Kayla.

There were three other people at the large table, bringing us up to fourteen. Detective Sarah McLorn hadn’t needed any convincing to stop by, for which I was grateful. It was nice to see her being social. Stacey was at the table as well. The beautiful blonde had been my executive assistant for years and had recently been promoted to chief of staff. Her girlfriend April, the energetic little nerd, was making jokes with Lexi about some television show.

“Birthday boy first,” the housekeeper said as she placed a slice of cake in front of me.

“Thank you, Maggie,” I smiled.

Several conversations resumed as we started eating cake. Allan told a story from our childhood involving bicycles and the dirt ramps behind the school. Amanda corrected roughly half of it, but she did acknowledge the fireworks part was mostly-true. Maxine listened patiently while Hazel leaned back in her chair, one hand resting on her belly.

I watched the room quietly, still amazed that I was the father of a college woman. The girls had all done well getting into the rhythm of college. They were managing classes, their social lives, and their activities. Football season, the sorority, the honor society. Not only did they balance all of it, they found time to hang out with an old man.

I looked toward Hazel again. She caught me watching and gave me a small smile, which I returned. Concern filled me as I was once again reminded that Hazel didn’t have any hobbies. While we were all out during the day, she stayed home and watched television. I needed to help her find something she could make her own.

There was no moment where we decided it was time for gifts. People would just occasionally hand me a bag or a wrapped box. Some gifts were sweet, some were silly, but all were thoughtful and appreciated. Sarah’s gift was a gift card and a fake police badge that proclaimed me a bikini inspector. Kayla got me a frame with multiple photos of the two of us over the years: when Kayla was a little girl, her as a cheerleader, her posing with her high school diploma. I stood beside her in all of them.

Allan and Amanda’s gift was also a framed photograph. It was one of the four of us at our high school graduation. I teared up slightly when I was once again reminded of how much Kayla looked like Aria. As a joke, they also threw in a CD of an old boy band Aria loved. Allan had teased me nonstop when I admitted a few of their songs were catchy.

My two lovely girlfriends got me a joint gift. It was a large basket filled with a bunch of smaller gifts. They called it a survival kit for a parent of a college girl. There was aspirin, snacks, and a stress ball. The card said “For surviving adulthood, teenagers, and your forties.” I pulled out a shirt that said “Ask Someone Younger.” Then there was a thin blanket and a wooden logic puzzle.

The evening started to wind down after the last of the cake disappeared. Maggie had already done enough and was off for the night, so the rest of us cleaned up. Gift bags and wrapping paper were all over the dining room, while discarded plates and empty cups littered the table.

After cleaning, Allan and Amanda were the first to head out. They thanked everyone and exchanged hugs with the girls. Allan blushed slightly when hugging Hazel, obviously remembering his one time with a woman who wasn’t Amanda. Amanda herself gave me a quick peck on the cheek.

“Next time,” Amanda announced while grabbing her purse, “we’ll show these kids how we partied back in our day.”

“In the one-room schoolhouse?” Lexi snickered.

“Watch it,” I glared at the redhead teasingly, getting a raspberry in response.

“You’re just afraid you won’t be able to handle it,” Amanda countered cheekily.

“Hey, I’m not the one who needs to worry about breaking a hip,” Lexi grinned.

That earned another round of laughter before Allan and Amanda went home to relieve the babysitter. Sarah left next, mentioning needing to get up early for work. We all hugged her tightly after confirming her ribs had gotten much better. The area was still tender, but she was recovering fast.

The remaining eleven of us made our way to the family living room to relax. I settled onto the couch with a redhead on either side of me. Hazel sat nearby, one hand resting against her stomach. Maxine was beside her, a warm smile softening the lines around her face. Stacey chose an armchair, with April curling up in her lap. Josh and Ashley were cuddling on a love seat, while Marcia and Kayla each picked an armchair.

For a while, various conversations drifted through the air. The topics were light and easy, with the occasional burst of laughter accompanying a funny story. The television played quietly in the background; a science fiction show instead of one of the dramas the girls liked. At least April agreed with me.

Maxine eventually folded her hands in her lap and looked toward her granddaughter. “Your brothers asked about you.”

Hazel looked up, her face paling slightly as her hand clenched at her stomach. “When?”

“A few days ago,” Maxine answered. “They miss you.”

“I miss them, too,” Hazel mumbled sadly.

Maxine’s expression stayed gentle. “They’re excited for the baby. Michael can’t believe he’s gonna be an uncle.”

“An uncle who can’t even see his niece,” Hazel let out a breath. “How are they?”

Maxine hesitated. “They’re alright. Struggling with all your parents’ rules.”

“We should go rescue them,” Ashley insisted.

“That’s called kidnapping,” Marcia rolled her eyes. “They’re under eighteen.”

“Ugh, whatever,” the blonde grumbled.

“Your mother asked about you too,” Maxine continued.

Hazel’s shoulders tightened. “She did? She ask if I’m still a whore?”

“Hazel,” I whispered.

“No,” Maxine said carefully. “She asked how you’re doing.”

“Really?” Hazel frowned.

“Yes,” Maxine nodded slowly. “You’re still her baby. And you’re having a baby. Family’s are complicated, but hopefully things will settle down.”

“Are they still crazy?” Hazel asked.

“Well, yes,” Maxine admitted reluctantly. “Still crazy about the church. My son is still an idiot. Hopefully your mother’s love will help them get away from that place. I just thought you should know your mom asked about you.”

“Thank you,” Hazel nodded slowly.

The conversations restarted with some slight awkwardness, The tension vanished when Lexi told a story about Nicole getting stuck in the dryer while trying to get a sock out of the bottom. Nicole blushed while Lexi described Nicole’s legs kicking in the air while trying to free herself.

Maxine left not long after, promising to keep in touch and reminding Hazel to get out of the house once in awhile. We then put on a movie as it got later, knowing we all had a busy Tuesday ahead of us. It was a shame people couldn’t stay later, but we had classes and jobs.

To my surprise, Megan Bauer called during the movie to wish me a happy birthday. She wasn’t the first. My sister had called earlier. So had Aria’s parents and Lexi’s brother. I was mainly surprised that Megan was suddenly interested in keeping in touch after she disappeared for years.

I took the call just outside the living room, chatting in a quiet voice with the billionaire heiress. We talked for a few minutes, and I learned she had a boyfriend who was coincidentally named Steven as well. After ending the call, I noticed Stacey giving me an odd look as I returned to the couch.

Near the end of the movie, Ashley stood up and offered Josh her hand. “Steven, do you think we could borrow a bedroom? I have an itch only my sexy man can scratch.”

“That’s fine with me,” I chuckled. “Just make sure you strip the bed after. Otherwise someone might sit in the wet spot.”

The ladies all laughed while Ashley dragged a mortified Josh out of the living room. Nicole was the next to leave since she had work in the morning. The elder redhead offered Marcia a ride back to the dorm to prevent the quiet girl from needing to wait for Josh and Ashley to finish. Marcia happily agreed, and the two of them gave out hugs and kisses before leaving.

“Ready for your gift, sir?” Stacey purred from the armchair a few minutes later.

“You already gave me a gift,” I frowned.

“Oh, that was just part one,” April grinned. “We have something much better planned.”

I looked over at Lexi. “Did you know about this?”

“I did,” Lexi giggled. “Go. Have fun. Trust me, it’s gonna be great.”

“Okay, let’s go,” I said excitedly.

I gave Lexi a quick kiss before waving to Kayla and Hazel. Then I left the living room with Stacey and April. They each had a gym bag over a shoulder, giving me quite a big hint as to the nature of the surprise. Both girls held one of my hands as we walked up the stairs and started passing the bedrooms.

Loud moaning wafted out of one closed door, along with the squeaking of a bed. Ashley was apparently giving Josh quite the workout. April waggled her eyebrows and giggled as she dragged me into the master bedroom. The girls told me to strip down to my underwear and sit on the bed while they went and changed.

Stacey and April sashayed out of the master bedroom, making my jaw drop. The beautiful blondes had decided to surprise me by dressing up as a devil and an angel. They both wore lace see-thru spaghetti-strap tops with a diamond cutout. An elastic band around the waist secured the top above the belly button. They had on matching lace panties and heels.

April’s devil outfit was red and complete with devil horns and a devil tail. She was also playfully twirling a small red pitchfork that must have been tough to hide in the gym bag. Stacey’s angel costume included angel wings and a halo held up by a headband. Both girls also wore a choker with a single ring on the front. Stacey held April’s red leash while April held Stacey’s white one.

“April brings out the naughty slut in me,” Stacey purred, “so it was an easy decision for her to be the devil.”

“But don’t worry,” April added, grabbing a handful of Stacey’s tight ass, “what we have in mind is anything but angelic.”

“And what did you have in mind?” I asked as I felt my erection strain against my underwear.

“A lot of sucking and fucking,” Stacey stated simply. “I also intend to taste some pussy. Preferably pussy that has a fresh load of cum in it.”

“Stacey’s been looking forward to this for a while,” April giggled, adjusting her glasses.

“Fucking my two loves at the same time? Of course!” Stacey smirked.

“So, is this for me or you?” I chuckled.

“Mm, it’s for all of us,” Stacey licked her lip seductively.

“Although, I think that tent I see is for me and my sexy girlfriend,” April gestured toward my erection.

“Come and get it,” I challenged.

The girls instead chose to tease me for a few minutes by standing in the middle of the room and posing. Then their lips met in a passionate kiss as they touched each other. April rolled Stacey’s nipple between her fingers from outside the see-thru lace. Stacey responded by sliding a hand between April’s legs and rubbing her.

When they were ready, they slowly approached me with a sexy swing in their hips. Stacey handed me April’s leash while April handed me Stacey’s. Both women sank to their knees and pulled off my boxer briefs, allowing my erection to bob freely in the air as they cooed over it.

Little April took me in her mouth first, sucking and slurping loudly as she bobbed her head on the top half of my cock. Stacey dipped her head lower, licking my sack before taking a ball between her lips and rapidly flicking her tongue over it. I groaned and bucked my hips, shoving an extra inch of cock down April’s throat. The petite blonde just moaned and accepted it, her tongue pressing against the underside of my shaft. With a mischievous smirk, April tossed the red pitchfork away so she could take my thighs in both hands.

The gorgeous blondes took turns sucking me, passing my dick back and forth between them. After doing that for a few minutes, they each licked up one side of my length, their lips meeting at my tip. Stacey and April kissed passionately, their tongues dancing over my mushroom head.

Getting to my feet, I used the leashes to guide the girls around to the side of my bed. I was still completely in lust with April, but I didn’t want to prioritize her over my lovely assistant. So it was Stacey who I had bend over and place her palms on my bed. I yanked down her white panties and pressed my tip against her sopping pink gash.

“Fuck!” Stacey grunted as I buried myself in her love tunnel. “Fuck, that feels good.”

“Agreed,” I chuckled, holding her hips and rotating my own to stimulate her walls.

I started up a steady rhythm, fucking Stacey’s pussy with long, deep thrusts. The angel wings were still on her back as she pushed her ass back to meet my thrusts. I still held both leashes, and I felt April get to her knees beside me. The little nerd moved closer so she could occasionally lick my balls while I did Stacey from behind.