Chapter 2

There was utter confusion, with Sarg and Major announcing the boys entering the front door.

“The boys must be home!” Abby yelled.

Sarg and Major scampered towards the boys. Chirps and whines came from them as they greeted each other.

Brad’s eyes lit up at the appearance of Abby as she hurried to him. He dropped his hockey bag and sticks as she jumped up into his strong embrace and wrapped her legs around his waist.

“I love you! I love you! I missed you! I love you! Happy birthday, my love!” Abby declared, then smothered him with hugs and kisses. His hands became her seat as he held her bare ass cheeks.

“I love you too, Abby, and thank you! I don’t feel a day over eighteen. Wow, with a reception like that, maybe I should go away more often.”

“No, you don’t! I need you home with me now more than ever!”

“Only for tonight, then we’re off to Ottawa for training camp for, who knows, how long.”

Jake, Derek, and Peter were welcomed home by Tiffany, Diane, and Brenda with hugs and passionate kisses, plus a hand to their breasts.

Moments later, Scott and Vicky joined them, congratulating Derek and Peter on a good rookie camp.

Abby led Brad to the enclosed pool area, where Karen and Dan were quick to welcome him home, wishing him a happy birthday and asking how their rookie camp was. Wendy also gave Jake a welcoming kiss and hug, with him lightly patting her stomach.

“I joked to Abby that I don’t feel a day older than eighteen.” Brad smiled.

Jessica noticed Abby and was quick to go to her, wanting to be held in her arms.

“Abby, you’re a natural with children and will make a great mother,” Cathy mentioned.

“I hope not too soon. Brad and I have a lot of living to do as a couple, and we should see where his hockey career leads us first.”

Diane and Brenda said they would welcome Derek and Peter home to welcome them back and return for supper.

“Don’t be gone too long; I’m ordering fried chicken and pizza for delivery,” Karen cautioned.

“Are you going to give your usual tip to the delivery boy, five dollars and a blow job?” Dan teased.

“Of course I am, and I don’t mind having an audience.”

“Mom, can I watch Karen give a blow job?” Jenny asked.

“I guess you can. Don’t get the idea that I’ll let you give a boy a blow job. For now, Dan’s cock, or one in the family, is the only cock you take down your throat.”

“Maybe you can give one of the blow jobs,” Jenny hinted.

Brad took Abby by the hand, leading her towards Jenny’s bedroom. “Brad, I need to talk with you first,” she said, escorting him out the front door.

“It must be something serious to put us off fucking.”

“It is very serious. You may not want to even touch me after what I have to tell you.”

“I can’t ever see that happening.”

Brad could feel Abby gripping his hand tighter than usual as he admired the side profile of her deep cleavage.

She guided him into a small playground halfway between the Hayward and Kendall homes. They sat on a bench, taking his hand in both of hers.

“This isn’t something I’d want to tell you on your birthday, but I didn’t want you to find out from someone else.”

“Are you asking me for a divorce?”

“Heaven’s no! I love you. We’re in this crazy life for life,” she joked.

“Are you pregnant?”

“No, it’s too early for us to start a family. Something happened to me while you were at the Senators’ rookie camp.” Her lower lips began to quiver, tears pooling in her eyes. “While you were away, I was sexually assaulted by four boys; I know two are for sure from Quinte University.”

“Are you okay?” He immediately took Abby in his arms, giving her a reassuring embrace.

“I think I will be. It keeps me awake sometimes at night. I was afraid you’d think that I cheated on you. I know we have sex with others, but do it together.”