Inviting the new neighbors to a BBQ – 3

Deni left after lunch and I didn’t see her again until a couple of weeks later, aside from catching a glimpse of her heading off to work. The next I saw them was when Dave and Deni turned up at another neighbor’s house, as it was their turn to host and apparently, had invited Dave and Deni directly. Actually, the BBQ was well underway by the time they showed up. Dave greeted everyone warmly and Deni seemed relaxed and happy. She looked adorable, wearing a short white miniskirt and a cute black t-shirt with the outline of a large white heart emblazoned across the front. Deni hugged everyone in turn giving them a friendly kiss on the cheek and as it came to my turn, she discretely whispered “hello daddy”, into my ear before moving on to the next person. I was clearly in a state of shock for several seconds as the news that I was about to become a father again, sank in.

Deni was quickly swept away by the wives and I settled down back into a chair to continue my already open beer. I have to admit that it was a somewhat surreal feeling, to be sitting around with Dave, sharing a beer, knowing that I had impregnated his wife. The BBQ followed it’s usual pattern, eating and drinking too much while the various guests exchanged banter. Dave appeared unusually cheerful and was enjoying a liberal quantity of beer, having downed several already. Deni however had declined the wine and spent the evening sipping from a can of Sprite.

As the food came to an end, Dave stood up and banged a couple of empty cans together to get everyone’s attention. We all turned to see what he was going to announce, although I had a pretty good idea already.

He called Deni over to his side and put his arm around her.

“Ladies and Gentlemen” he started, adopting his most solemn expression, which can’t have been easy, given the amount of beer he had already consumed.

“It is my… no our great privilege… to inform you all… that Deni is…” he paused momentarily, before continuing “we…” he said, emphasizing the word, “will be joined by a third member of the family in a few month’s time and take on our new role as parents”.

The wives, already suspecting the motivation of Deni’s avoidance of alcohol, gathered around her, reveling in the new topic of conversation, while the guys dragged Dave over to the makeshift bar and poured him a liberal scotch, accompanied by somewhat inappropriate jokes about his prowess.

I looked over at Deni, who seemed intuitively to know that I was looking at her as she simultaneously glanced over in my direction. I smiled at her warmly. Although it was unlikely that this baby would ever be truly mine, I was happy, and I sensed that she was too. I almost wished that she would leave Dave and move in with me, but I knew my daughter would probably go ballistic if I partnered with a young woman of Deni’s age.

I noticed that Deni must have needed to use the rest room as our host directed her to the location. She made her excuses to the assembled group of wives and headed into the house. The guys were still busy toasting Dave and getting him drunk, so a few minutes later I quietly slipped away and followed her inside.

The bathroom was just at the top of the stairs and I arrived just as she was coming out. Deni’s eyes lit up and she quickly ducked back inside the door, dragging me with her before throwing her arms around me and kissing me. I kissed her back passionately, not stopping to think about the risk of us both being inadvertently discovered in the rest room together.

“I want you… I want you now!” she whispered into my ear.

I didn’t hesitate. I looked dead into her eyes and then turned her to face the wall, bending her over slightly, I dropped my pants, and pumped my already rapidly hardening cock into full erection. I lifted the back of her skirt and moved the bottom of her panties to the side. They were already soaked with her wetness and her pussy was dripping wet. I forced her open, slipping the head inside her and started to fuck her. She started whimpering and moaning as I thrust into her. She was as tight as ever, but this wasn’t about to be a leisurely fuck. I reached around and grabbed her tits from the front and squeezed them as I pistoned my cock with a sense of urgency into her pussy. Deni was trembling. I didn’t hold back and after just a few minutes I erupted into her, flooding her pussy with cum.

I held her there for a moment, sweating, regaining my strength before slipping out of her and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe our combined fluids from my cock, while she reached under her skirt and straightened her panties over the lips of her now cum-filled pussy.

She turned to me, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply, her tongue finding mine.

“Hey” she whispered, “listen… I’ve got a day off on Monday and Dave is heading out of town… can we… you know?”

“Yes” I replied without hesitation, kissing her again.

We listened for sounds of anyone outside the door and she slipped out to re-join the party. I stayed behind, waiting a few discrete minutes before going back down to join them.

I took my seat and cracked open another beer. If it was surreal to think that Dave’s wife was pregnant with my baby, it was even more surreal, knowing that his wife was sitting next to him with her pussy full of my cum.

Sunday was a quiet day and I busied myself with various tasks to make sure I had nothing to disturb me on Monday. I even took a trip to a local sex store that I knew of and picked up a pack of a kind of under-the-counter Viagra, as I was pretty sure I was going to need it, together with various toys, some lube, and a vibrator.

I was going to enjoy being her sex ed teacher.

Monday came and sure enough, Dave headed off to work at his usual time, throwing an overnight bag into the trunk of his car. I watched deliberately out of the window for him to leave. Not sure why really, I guess I was unrealistically hoping for Deni to scamper over the moment he left for work. The morning passed by with no sign of Deni. I decided that she must have changed her mind when my thoughts were interrupted by my mobile phone ringing. I almost ignored it but figured business is business and answered. To my surprise it was Deni.

“hey Gary, it’s me, Deni”

“Oh, lol, I wasn’t expecting a call from you… how are you today?” I replied, somewhat puzzled about why she would be calling me. She must have gotten the number off from the back of my truck.

“I’m fine”, she giggled, “how are you?”

“I’m fine too, was just about to go out” I responded, curious where this was heading.

“Come on over” she said and suddenly hung up.

I smiled to myself and grabbed the bag of supplies I had obtained, popping one of the so-called Viagra clones and headed for the door.

Over at Deni’s house, I rang the bell and she answered, dragging me inside and closing the door behind us. She stood on tiptoes, threw her arms around me and kissed me deeply, her little tongue darting into my mouth. She was a fast learner. We broke the kiss and I took a step back.

She stood there, oozing sexuality and did a little twirl for me, giggling. A tight white t-shirt clung to her body but this time it looked so different, clearly, she was not wearing a bra as the mounds on her t-shirt revealed the natural shape of her breasts, her nipples clearly tenting the fabric. The shirt contrasted nicely with the brown pantone of her skin, the recent sun having darkened it. Her little bubble butt covered by a an extremely short, mauve colored mini skirt. Aside from that her feet were bare. She looked so short with no shoes on. No wonder she hadn’t wanted to go outside.

“I missed you so much” she said

“me too”, I admitted. It was true, I loved being around her. She made me feel younger and I enjoyed every moment of her company even when we weren’t having sex.

“So, are you ready to teach your new student?”. She winked at me with a mischievous look on her face.

“Definitely”, I replied.

I grabbed her by the hand and led her into the living room. I kissed her and gestured her to sit on the sofa. She sat there knees together, arms folded demurely in front of her.

“So, tell me about your sexual experience” I said, like a therapist waiting for her story to unfold.

She looked at me with almost sad eyes, a look of resignation on her face.

“That’s just it… that’s the problem… I don’t really have any”

“Dave was my first ever boyfriend and we didn’t make love until we were married… until I met you, I never even realized it could feel so good”.

I smiled at her willingness to be open and honest with me.

“So, did you ever masturbate when you were younger?”

Deni flushed bright red, “Noooo” she said shaking her head, “My mom always taught me that it was wrong, like impure”

“So, you’ve never masturbated?”

“nope” she shook her head affirmatively

“So, you never get turned on and feel the need to touch yourself?”

Again, she shook her head, “well… yes I sometimes get aroused, but I just try to distract myself by thinking of something else”

“You know, Deni, you surprise me.