I sat on the plane, drinking and thinking. It had been two months since I had visited my brother and his wife in New York. I hadn't spoken to Nicolette since then, but I had barely gone an hour without thinking about her. She was the most beautiful and sexy woman I had ever seen, and getting to be with her had been just about the best experience of my life. I had managed to hook up with two girls since then, but both had been disappointing, neither being able to live up to the standards that Nicolette had set.
Gary had been calling me once a week at least since I had visited them, which felt a little weird. We had gone years without speaking, and now he was calling me all the time. It probably wouldn't have felt as weird if I hadn't fucked his wife. I knew our relationship would never be the same again, whether he found out or not. But considering we hadn't even been speaking, it didn't really seem all that bad.
We had agreed that I would be going to the fertility clinic with them, and I would be their sperm donor. I wasn't looking forward to that at all, especially seeing as how I had already delivered a good deal of sperm to Nicolette. But we weren't going to tell Gary about that, so now we would be going through the proper channels. I was still holding on to the hope that Nicolette would let me try the old fashioned way again. Since being with her I could barely think about anything else.
By the time the plane landed at JFK, I was pretty drunk. I've always hated flying, and it only seems to be getting worse. I stumbled my way through the airport, until I got to the luggage area. To my surprise, Gary was standing there waiting for me. I walked over to him, and he gave me a big hug.
"Damn, you smell like you had a few drinks there bud," Gary laughed as he hugged me.
"Ya, I fucking hate flying," I said, and he laughed. We walked over to the baggage carousel, and waited for my bags. Gary seemed to be in much higher spirits than the last time I had visited. That seemed a little weird to me. I would have thought that he would be struggling with what we were about to do. I know he wanted to have his own kids, and turning to me was a last resort. But he seemed happier than I had seen him since we were little kids. When my bag finally came around, Gary lifted it up, and we walked out to his jaguar together. Ten minutes later we were speeding down the road, and I could tell Gary had something to tell me.
"What's up," I finally asked. "You're way too happy. What's going on?"
"Well, we were going to wait to tell you," Gary said, barely able to contain his huge grin. "But I guess I'll just say it. It worked!" He practically shouted. "It finally worked!"
"What worked?" I asked. My head was still spinning, and I was trying not to feel nauseous as Gary sped down the highway.
"All that fertility shit," Gary said. "Doctors and pills and bullshit for two years, but it finally worked. Nicolette is pregnant!" I didn't know what to say. I could tell Gary had no idea it had been me, which was good, but I was also just finding out that I had gotten a woman pregnant.
"So, she got pregnant the real way," I said, playing dumb.
"Yep," Gary nodded. "You were right. We just needed to keep trying. And I think you might have been a bit of a good luck charm. It happened a few weeks after you visited."
"Wow, so she's really pregnant then," I said, trying not to show the wrong emotions. It was a weird feeling, and I wasn't quite sure how to react. "That means we don't have to do all the clinic shit right?"
"Ya, obviously," Gary laughed. "How drunk are you?"
"Pretty drunk," I said. "I really hate flying."
"Well we don't have to do any of that shit," Gary said. "Ever. No more fertility doctors, no more donor bullshit. No more ovulating. It finally worked. All we need from you now is to be a good uncle. You can manage that right?"
"Sure," I said. "I can be an uncle. And hey, congratulations man, you're gonna be a dad!"
"I know! Can you believe it?" Gary began blabbering on about Nicolette's pregnancy. I wasn't listening much, but I could tell that he didn't suspect anything, which was all I cared about. I was rather eager to see Nicolette again. I wondered what she would look like pregnant, and guessed she would still be super hot. The only bad thing was that now I wouldn't get to fuck her again. We had achieved our goal, which was the whole point, but I had been looking forward to the possibility of trying again.
When Gary pulled his jaguar into his fancy parking garage, he got out and grabbed my bag for me. I just followed him upstairs, trying to ignore the headache I now had. We walked up to his apartment, and he opened the door. As soon as we stepped in, I saw Nicolette waiting for us. My headache left the second I saw her. I had been dreaming of her for the last two months, but getting to see her again, she looked more beautiful than ever. She started walking towards me, and I looked down. She was wearing a tight black dress, and she didn't look pregnant at all. Her stomach looked as tight as ever. Her tits did look a little bigger than I remembered though.
"Welcome back Chris," she said in her sexy accent, and leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Being drunk, I almost moved my head over to kiss her on the mouth, but luckily I didn't. "Our good luck charm," she added as she stepped back from me.
"I already told him," Gary said. "I couldn't help it. He could tell something was up."
"I'm happy for you two," I said, trying to seem less awkward than I felt. "I knew it could happen the right way. You just needed a little patience is all."
"I really think it was you visiting," Gary said. He walked over to the couch and sat down, and I joined him. "We had been trying for years with no results, and then I see my brother for the first time in years, and it finally works. I think I just needed to reconnect with my family, so that I could have my own family. I've even been calling Jenny and Jack lately too."
"That's great," I said, genuinely happy about that. We had all hated losing Gary. The idea that we had gotten him back was awesome. I just hoped he wouldn't do the actual math and start to get suspicious. But it really seemed like he had no idea.
"We're both so happy you visited us," Nicolette smiled at me. She was looking at me in a way that made me a little nervous. I glanced over at Gary, saw that he wasn't paying attention at all, and smiled back at Nicolette.
"Me too," I said. "And hey, I'm glad it all worked out so well. But, uh, why did I fly out this time if you don't need me to do the clinic stuff?"
