Wait Until We Are Married (Chapter 5)

(Based on w1dmg’s “Adam” series, with permission from the author.)

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Megan looked at my test paper that I’d just handed her and was very happy, “Good job dear! I told you getting tutored by Judy would help!” Over the last month I’d been ‘tutored’ a twice a week by Judy, a friend of hers who came over, tantalized me by using the words and phrases I’d need for the next test in suggestive and sexual ways, culminating in us fucking our brains out. It was fantastic and I’d mostly stopped masturbating to porn with a regular and ready source of hoochie available to me.

I felt terrible still about cheating on Megan again and again, but damn if I couldn’t say no and mean it, especially with that blasted virginity vow of hers. I’d made it with her when she was my first ever girlfriend, and technically she was still my only girlfriend, except I’d violated that vow with four women so far. The first time was with her little sister Abby, which was why I worried about the upcoming slumber party/baby shower. I’d gotten her pregnant over eight months ago and she was about ready to pop. Sure she’d kept my involvement a secret, but still.

The second time was with Megan’s mother Alice, who now also was pregnant, but no one questioned it was her husband’s, but I didn’t quite believe that. The third time was by Megan’s childhood friend Brooke who was away at another college and luckily hadn’t heard from in several months. My last and fourth infidelity had been repeatedly with Judy and our ‘tutoring’ sessions this month. I asked her on my second session, and she relieved my concerns about pregnancy by guaranteeing me she was on the pill.

Now I was with Megan coming back from our German class and she brought up Abby’s party again, even though I had told her already that I didn’t want to go, “You know, you haven’t been over to my house hardly at all since last Spring,” Megan complained. “My family thinks you hate them.”

“Don’t be silly,” I began to explain. “I’ve just been too busy with work and college, you know that. But a slumber party/baby shower?”

“Abby’s pregnant and only seventeen! She needs our support and that of her friends. She’s not going to have much of a life after the baby and she’s all alone except for mom and dad. And my parents are going to be gone to have some tests done overnight at the hospital to make sure Mom’s baby is okay since she’s kind of old to get pregnant,” she continued. “That’s why they need me at home and I really want you to come with me. Abby specifically ask for you to come.” she said more firmly.

“How many little kids?” I asked, already resigned to the inevitable, more from guilt than anything else.

Megan smiled, knowing she had me, “Well just one confirmed so far. But that’s why I need you, just in case there are more. You know what a handful Abby can be, but with friends they will be a disaster. We need to keep a careful watch on them to make sure they behave.”

“Right,” I said sarcastically.

We left the next night and about a half hour before we arrived Megan got a call from her mom asking if she was almost there. Megan told her we were and Alice said they had to leave to make their doctor’s appointment. We understood and told them to leave as the girls couldn’t get into too much trouble until we got there.

We got in and saw the family car was indeed gone and we walked inside. Abby was there to greet us and looked like a pink blimp. She instantly hugged me, saying she really missed me. Then she grabbed my hand and made me feel our baby kick inside her belly. It was surreal and I couldn’t stop touching her and feeling our child squirm. Of course she said “her”, but I knew she meant “our”.

Then we realized people were looking and she introduced me to her friend from school, “This is Rose,” Abby said before whispering to me, “Isn’t she beautiful?”

Oh my God, my heart just stopped. Standing in front of me was the essence of beauty in a seventeen year old girl. Her vivid orange-red hair looked like a movie star’s with a wave to it and curled at the ends just below her shoulders. She had bright grass-green eyes and was heavily freckled, especially on her nose. Her front teeth were slightly gapped, but it didn’t detract from her smile, just added to her character. She had on a light shade of red lipstick that made me want to kiss her right there and then.

“Pleased to meet you Rose,” I responded smiling first at Rose, then at Megan to reassure her of my devotion.

“Hi Adam,” Rose said. “Nice to meet you.” Megan greeted her also and I found her friendly as we talked, but I caught myself looking at Rose’s breasts contained in her light tan blouse and forced myself to look back as Megan. This was going to be a tough night.

Then she indicated to another younger girl who just stepped through the door, she was much shorter than Rose, but otherwise looked almost identical. “This is my little sister Lacy. She’s thirteen.” She wasn’t wearing make-up and had her hair in braids, and was obviously completely flat-chested, but she otherwise looked like Rose in every single other way. She stuck her hand out to shake mine, just like Abby had done when we first met. I took her hand and we gave each other a firm handshake.

“I had to babysit her tonight, but our parents let us come over for Abby’s party,” Rose explained. Suddenly I imagined Rose cuming while giving me a naked lap-dance and had to pinch myself to not get an embarrassing hard-on in front of everyone.

“Come Adam, drop your bag in my parents’ room and let’s eat. The girls have made dinner and no one else is coming tonight,” Megan directed me and I did as she said. A minute later we were seated at the kitchen table with Abby who struggled to fit in her seat. Lacy brought over freshly poured chocolate milk and Rose served us spaghetti before sitting down with their own plates. It was a great meal and we all seemed to be getting along fine, the girls talked about boys, and school, the baby, and even more about boys. I was actually enjoying myself.

After diner I helped with the dishes with Rose and Lacy while Megan helped Abby to her bed for a rest. Things were going good until Lacy and Rose had a little tiff and Lacy splashed a cup of soapy water all over her sister. I knew I had to break this up, “Girls, girls,” I chimed as I walked up to them. “Calm down. Your guests here like me, so please.” Lacy nodded solemnly at me, and Rose did as well, but I couldn’t not state at Rose’s wet chest, now with her thin bra and hard nipples poking out from the cold water visibly showing through. “Um, Rose, why don’t you go change your shirt. Lacy and I will finish up.”

She then looked down in horror and cover up and bolted from the room, her face as red as her hair. Lacy laughed and I gave her a stern finger and we went back to the dishes. Lacy then asked me, “Why do boys like boobs?”

I didn’t have a good answer, but didn’t want to say anything too dirty to a girl so young, so said, “Well, as a boy, paying attention to a girls boobs lets the girl know the boy likes her.”

“Oh. That will make it easier. Right now no boys like me. They just like to pull my hair or peek up my dress,” she said rather mater-of-factly.

“Well, boys don’t really understand how to tell girls they like them until they get older. Some of those boys might do those things because they DO like you and just don’t know how to say it,” I explained trying to sound smart.

“Do you like me?” she asked innocently.

“Sure,” I assured her.

“I mean,” she continued, “even though I don’t have boobs like Rose?”

“You don’t need to have boobs to make boys like you,” I assured her, “When you find the right boy you will just know and he will like you for what’s inside of you, and not what you look like.