Chapter 27: “I’m Pregnant!”

After the graduation party, some of Erin’s friends stayed over for the ‘party-after-the-party’ – five couples including Brad and Erin, and sex was rampant between them. Ellie and I did our own thing, but it was fun to be voyeurs as the others merrily fucked away on our patio.

My life took an unexpected and long-lasting turn the next day. Amber had stayed over so we could make love. She slept in the bed with Ellie, Erin, and me. After I was dressed, Ellie asked me to help ‘her intern’ bring in a few things from her car.

Amber’s little Honda Civic was jam-packed full of clothing, her computer, and her other things from the dorm room she’d had in the sorority house. I realized only then that she was moving in, at least for the summer while she interned for my wife. My eyebrows waggled at the implications, and I wondered just what my wife had in mind. Of course, I’d had that same feeling when she agreed that Erin would live with us.

I became ‘Helpful Luke’ to get Amber situated in the house. I was informed by Erin that Amber would share part of the guest room with her as study and closet space, but she’d be sleeping with us in our large bed. Like Erin, Amber was small enough that she could probably sleep on top of my hard body and I’d barely notice. More than once, Erin fell asleep lying atop me after our lovemaking with her over me and my cock still embedded inside her snug, little, teenage vagina.

Amber was so excited about moving in, I worried that she’d spontaneously combust. Home for her was over four-hundred miles north in Georgia, outside of Atlanta. She had a video call with her parents that evening and introduced Ellie, Erin, and me to them, telling them that she had a ‘room for the summer and maybe longer’. She sent them a snapshot of the guest room but conveniently forgot to mention that no one slept in that bed.

Amber carpooled into OI with Ellie to start her intern job the next day. I’d heard Ellie describe the job to her, and I knew she was downplaying the position. Ellie had told her, “You’ll be a gofer – go for this, go for that, bring me this, that, or the other thing. You’ll have to take good notes in meetings and type them up, copy reports, serve as a receptionist, even a waitress or fill in doing anything we need at some events, and generally help as though you were a third arm for my team.”

Amber joined us that Monday evening for her first Krav Maga class. She wanted to emote about her first day of ‘real work’ but had to behave and contain herself during the KM class. Lev did a masterful job spreading his teachings between a first-timer, Amber; Kim, an expert there for a refresher; and the rest of us trying to hone the few skills we’d already developed. I noted that he paired Kim and Amber together – the expert and the neophyte.

After class, my new petite friend exploded into a thousand bubbles of happiness about her whole day as ‘The Intern at OI’ – the only one, as it turned out. She sputtered with joy and effused, “I learned so much. I’d never used a large copy machine before ... or a coffee press. I got to sit in on two planning meetings about upcoming weddings – big and expensive ones. I met about a hundred people ... and I know I’ll never remember everyone’s name, but they were sooooo nice to me. Ellie bought me lunch and showed me how she develops a timeline and plans a typical project.” She babbled on at high speed and on for fifteen minutes before she slowly ran out of steam and realized that no one else had said anything. I found her totally cute and kissed her forehead.