All the characters depicted in this story are 18 years old or older.
Brad got to the country and western bar promptly at 9:00. He was really excited to be meeting Beth. He was walking a little gingerly when he got there because his balls were still gently aching. His aunt had worked him over pretty good in the shower. He still was at a loss as to how she had made him come so much. But she had. He hoped he wasn't too exhausted to enjoy his evening with Beth. But one thing was for sure. He wasn't going to get off again prematurely. Aunt Laura had seen to that.
The bar was pretty busy. Not like the week before when it had been packed. But still there were plenty of people there. Brad walked around and soon spotted Beth at a little stand-up table in a corner of the bar. There was a very pretty woman standing there with her. She was talking very seriously to Beth as Brad approached them.
Beth looked up, saw him walking over and gave him a radiant smile. She stepped away from the table, took Brad's arm and kissed him on the cheek.
"Hi 'ya. I'm glad you got here..." she said with sparkling eyes.
"This is my friend Jenny. Jenny...this is Brad."
"Hi Brad. Beth's been telling me about you. She says you're a pretty good dancer. I hope you can handle both of us."
"Well she may have been exaggerating just a little. She was making me look good last week but that was then and this is now."
"Oh I'm sure you're just being modest Brad. You sound just like my husband Dave. Except when he says he can't dance he's being generous. Where the heck is he anyway..." Jenny said looking around expectantly.
By now Brad had had a chance to look at Beth's friend properly and there were two things about her that he found quite striking.
Jenny was wearing cut-off jeans, little sneakers and socks as well as a plum colored, spandex top.
Brad wasn't totally sure but his guess was that Jenny was pregnant. Maybe three or four months. He didn't know. He wasn't good at these things. She wasn't showing a lot but there was a very well defined bulge just above her little shorts. Also, her breasts looked noticeably swollen on a girl who otherwise had such a slender frame. Brad was only guessing but he thought those prominent orbs were probably a full cup size bigger, if not more, than they had been a couple of months earlier.
She looked positively glowing and full of life. This was especially striking in her sparkling green eyes. Brad had never seen eyes so vibrantly colored and every time she looked at him he couldn't turn his eyes away from her.
But when he wasn't staring at Jenny he was ogling Beth who looked every bit as gorgeous as she had when he met her last week. She was wearing stiletto heels, smoky grey stockings and a black leather skirt that came down to just above her knee. The leather skirt accentuated the curve of her hips and her half moon shaped ass. Above that she was wearing a sleeveless grey satin top. The blouse had no buttons and gaped open from her neck to her waist. Under that she was wearing a strapless black satin bra that was straining mightily to contain her fulsome breasts. Brad had his hands full trying to look the statuesque beauty in the eye.
"Oh there he is!..." Jenny cried pointing to a tall gangly young man who was standing across the room waving at them. He was standing next to a booth that a waitress was clearing and he was trying to get their attention.
"He's got us a table. Isn't he the best! Come on Brad I want you to meet my guy..." Jenny enthused, grabbing Brad's hand and pulling him behind her.
They left behind their drinks which were just about done anyway.
"Dave, this is Brad, Beth's friend. Brad. This is my husband Dave."
"Hello Dave. Nice to meet you. Jenny's been threatening to drag me out on the dance floor but I'm thinking you're probably a more likely victim than me. Congratulations by the way. I see you two are expecting."
By now everyone was sliding into the booth, Brad and Beth opposite Jenny and Dave.
Dave must have ordered drinks because the waitress was returning with a pitcher of beer, three glasses and a glass of Coke for Jenny.
"Thanks Brad. We're pretty excited. Sixteen weeks down and twenty one more to go. And can you believe it. I haven't gained a single pound!"
Jenny punched him hard in the arm when he said that. At the same time she was leaning towards her husband. She had her shoulders back so that her creamy breasts were thrusting proudly out of the rounded cleavage of her top.
"I didn't hear you complaining when you were playing submarine between these babies the other night!..." she said.
Dave's cheeks turned so red they matched Beth's gleaming lipstick
"Ahhh!...Geez Jenny!...These guys don't want to hear about that stuff..." he stammered in embarrassment.
"Of course we do..." Beth replied. She went on...
"Do you need a snorkel or can we play right here?..."
"You don't need a snorkel but how long can you hold your breath?..." Jenny replied mischievously.
For some reason the girls thought this was enormously funny and they both convulsed in laughter. From then on the conversation only got more raunchy and everyone was laughing and trying to outdo one another with inane remarks.
Brad felt immediately at ease with Beth's friends and was just as animated as anyone.
As it got later and the crowd got more into the music the four young people spent a lot of time on the dance floor, Brad with Beth, Dave with Jenny, then they switched, then the girls took a turn together. The first pitcher of beer disappeared, as did the second. They were working on their third and Jenny was on God knows her umpteenth glass of Coke. Brad was out on the floor, stomping and spinning with her in time with some Scut Haggard song. Then the music abruptly segued to a slow song and Brad found himself with Jenny's arms draped around his neck and her slightly bulging tummy pressing warmly into his.
"God. This is so much fun. Just like we used to have..." the vivacious red head murmured to Brad.
"Hey. You guys make a great couple. You're going to be great parents. Anyone can see that."
Jenny leaned back in Brad's arms and looked at him appraisingly for a moment. Then she said...
"I probably shouldn't say this Brad but Dave and I haven't had sex in two months."
Brad was a little taken a back by this candid confession and couldn't think of a thing to say.
"Ever since I told Dave I was pregnant he won't do it with me anymore. He says he's worried about hurting the baby. I've shown him all the articles that say it's perfectly O.K. but he say he's not comfortable with it. Now all he wants is for me to go down on him. I mean I don't have a problem with that. Oral sex is great but I have my needs too! We used to do it like rabbits, all the time. Out in the back yard, on the kitchen counter, in front of the TV, in the backseat of the car, in the front seat of the car, wherever!"
Brad was completely shocked by Jenny's unexpected revelation. He really didn't know what to say to all this. What he wanted to do was to get their conversation back on less intimate ground. But Jenny was on a rant now...
"Now he's just like...'Let's just wait 'til after you have the baby... Just to be sure... And by the way, do you think you could blow me?...' I don't understand how he can be so insensitive about this!.. It's a real bummer...How can guys be so selfish?..."
"Jen...Why don't we go back and sit down. I don't know what to tell you but if there's anything I can do to help you know I'd be more than happy."
