It was another lazy Saturday morning in the seaside cottage, and April woke up later than usual, sunlight slipping in through the curtains, urging her awake, but she was too frustrated and too pregnant to even roll over.
“Morning, sleepy head.” Luke chuckled, looking down at her bedside with a steaming mug of tea and a gentle smile.
April groaned as she propped herself up on a pillow to make it easier to drink her tea. “Thanks, babe.” April sighed, taking the tea from her husband’s dotting hands, freeing them to softly stroke her cheek.
“Feeling alright? Seems like the baby’s taking a lot out of you lately, babe.”
April smiled meekly. “I’m fine. Just… tired. And enormous.” She glanced down at her rounded belly, then up at Luke, searching his face. “You’re too good to me, you know.”
Luke grinned, brushing a loose strand of hair from her forehead. “You’re growing an entire person. It’s the least I can do.”
She sipped her tea, savoring the sweetness of the drink and her husband. “Still, I wish I could do more for you. For us.” There’s a catch in her voice as she admits it.
Luke sat down beside her. “Hey. You do enough. I promise, April. I love you.” He reminded her gently.
April nodded while her fingers twisted around the sheet. “I know. It’s just… I miss us. I miss how close we were. Before.”
Luke leaned in, pressing a kiss to her temple. “We’ll get back there. Just be patient, babe.”
April swallowed, forcing a smile. But in her heart, a tiny spark of hope for her secret plan. She glanced at her phone on the nightstand, already imagining tapping out a message to Nicole. Maybe, just maybe, she could surprise Luke and bring some spice back to the cottage.
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While Luke returned to the kitchen to fix April’s breakfast, April took the first step to putting her plan into motion. She hadn’t talked to Nicole much since she helped them out when Luke hurt his leg, but she knew she’d still be willing to help. April hurried to text Nicole to set up a date:
Hey, I need a favor. Any chance you could do a house call?
Nicole answered with a winking emoji:
Anything for you, girl. When you thinking?
April bit her lip, glancing at Luke to be sure he wasn’t paying attention as she typed her reply;
Tomorrow morning? If you’re free. I want it to be a surprise for Luke. He deserves something special.
Nicole’s response came almost instantly:
You got it. Can’t wait, best doula ever
April practically spat out her tea at her friend’s goofiness. But everything was perfect now that her plan was set; it was like a weight had been lifted off her chest. She set her phone down, heart fluttering with excitement, grateful for Nicole’s special talents.
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The next day arrived with a hush of anticipation. April kept glancing at the clock, nerves fluttering in her stomach as she waited for Nicole’s arrival. Every sound outside made her heart quicken, until finally, a knock at the door signaled the moment she’d been waiting for.
“Wonder who that could be?” Luke shrugged as he climbed out of bed to head to the front door, giving April a peck on the forehead as he passed.
“Might be that new doula I wanted to interview.” April chuckled to herself, rolling out of bed as quickly as she could, fluffed the pillows, and set out the little details she’d planned. Her heart raced as she slipped out of her clothes, folding them neatly on the chair in the corner. She took a deep, steadying breath and settled herself into the chair, trying to look casual but feeling anything but. The morning light spilled across the floor, warming her pale, smooth skin as she waited, anticipation thrumming through her whole body. She’d be ready when Luke and Nicole returned.
Upon opening the door, Luke found a woman smiling back at him in the doorway. Tall and slender, thanks to a pair of stilettos, she stood silhouetted by a tight-fitting trench coat buttoned to her chin. Luke recognized her neon blue shoulder-length hair immediately. Nicole smiled back knowingly, flashing her trademark bright red lips.
Nicole basked in Luke’s surprise as she stepped inside, her presence filling the small cottage with a vibrant energy that even April, hidden away in the bedroom, could feel. She could hear the soft click of the door closing, followed by Luke’s surprised murmur.
“Nicole? What are you doing here?”
“I think you know, big boy.” Nicole grinned, eyes sparkling as she leaned in. “Your wife wanted to do something special for you today. She said you deserve a real treat.”
There was a familiar, electric tension as Nicole spoke. Eching back to the last time April had arranged for Nicole to help him with an extra special massage. Luke remembered the nervous excitement, the way April had insisted she wanted him to be with Nicole while she watched. It wasn’t the first time April had given her blessing for them to cross that line, and the memory of it made his cheeks flush now. With April, Luke was more than ready to savor temptation once more.
Without breaking eye contact, Nicole slowly unfastened her trench coat’s belt and let it fall open, revealing a striking set of lingerie beneath. She stepped out of the coat, leaving it pooled at her feet, and placed a reassuring hand on Luke’s arm. “Come on,” she said softly, “let me show you what April has planned.”
With a gentle tug, Nicole led a stunned and blushing Luke down the hallway toward the bedroom, her heels clicking confidently on the floorboards as anticipation built with every step.
She reached the bedroom door and pushed it open, revealing April seated in the chair, her skin gleaming in the dappled sunlight. Luke’s jaw dropped. “You sneaky thing.”
April smirked back as she caressed her breasts teasingly. “ I know you said you were fine. But I’m not. I need to know you’re getting fucked.”
“You’re such a bad girl,” Luke said as he walked up to April and gave her a fierce kiss.
“Don’t forget to share,” Nicole said as she leaned in to give an equally impassioned kiss, sexy enough to make Luke feel like he was ready to explode. “Mmmm, you’re absolutely glowing. I love this belly!” Nicole continued to stroke April’s belly, her touch sending shivers down April’s spine. “I’m here for you, girl.”
“Then get naked and fuck my husband for me.” April pleaded.
Nicole paused, a mischievous glint in her eye. “How about we warm him up with a little strip show first?”
April grinned, “I think we’ll both enjoy that.”
April moved to stand in front of Luke, her hands trailing over his chest before Luke quickly yanked off his shirt. April slowly pulled his boxers down to let his already massive cock spring loose.
Nicole bit her lip in appreciation as she started her own teasing dance, swaying her hips and running her hands over her body, while April cheered her on, reaching for her husband’s needy erection.
April melted into the pillows, her heart drumming in her ears and every nerve awake. The air in the room was thick with the scent of clean sheets, a hint of vanilla lotion, and the low thrum of desire. Nicole’s confidence radiated from her like heat, each movement slow and deliciously deliberate—the teasing drag of her fingertips over bare skin, the sly arch of her spine as she let her last piece of lingerie slip to the floor. Each flick of her hair and curve of her hips sent ripples of anticipation through April, making her breath catch and her skin prickle. Luke’s body tensed beneath April’s touch, his pulse beating wild against her palm, his cock thick and throbbing in her hand as they both watched Nicole, captivated by the show and each other.
Nicole’s eyes sparkled as she sauntered over to Luke, taking his hand and guiding him to sit on the edge of the bed. April’s breath caught at the heat of the moment and the thrill of seeing her wishes come alive before her eyes.
“Time for your treat,” Nicole murmured, glancing back at April, making sure she saw the warmth and invitation there. Luke hesitated only for a second, searching April’s face for reassurance. She nodded, her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide, a soft smile curving her lips.
Nicole pressed a gentle kiss to Luke’s lips, then coaxed him to lie back on the bed. April watched, captivated, as Nicole began to fulfill her earlier promise—her movements sure and caring, drawing pleasure from Luke while April looked on. Nicole smiled back at April as she ran her tongue teasingly up the length of Luke’s girth.
April let herself relax into the moment, finally feeling horny for the first time in a long time. She basked in the moment as her fingers soon discovered just how wet she had become.
April’s gaze followed Nicole’s every move, a delighted flush spreading across her face. The raw power of their shared desire was palpable, a tangible force in the room. She reached out, her hand finding Luke’s, squeezing it with a possessive intensity that mirrored the fire in her eyes. “Don’t stop,” she breathed, her voice husky with need. “Keep going.”
Nicole smirked as she crawled up on the bed, “Oh, I plan to.” She purred as she grasped Luke’s dripping erection. “I’ve been missing this monster.” Nicole moaned as she began to slowly edge the massive head of cock into her pussy.
Luke’s breath hitched as Nicole sank down, her eyes locked onto April’s with a mix of mischief and desire. April’s fingers tangled in the sheets, every sensation amplified by the intimacy they all shared in this moment. Luke’s hands found April’s waist, pulling her closer, their bodies aligning as the heat between them grew electric.
Nicole’s hips began a slow, deliberate rhythm, each movement sending waves of pleasure through them both. April could no longer sit. She crossed the room and leaned in, kissing Luke fiercely, their tongues dancing as Nicole’s practiced hips rocked back and forth on her husband’s cock.
“Get up here, girl,” Nicole commanded as she reached for April and helped her onto the bed.
April crawled in beside Nicole, their skin meeting in a rush of warmth and electric anticipation. Nicole slid an arm around April’s waist, pressing her lips softly to April’s, the kiss gentle at first, then deepening, their breaths mingling and hearts racing in unison. April melted into Nicole’s embrace, her senses full of the scent of her skin, the taste of her lips, the quiet hum of shared excitement.
Luke’s hands roamed over both women, his touch reverent and hungry. Nicole’s hips rolled with a practiced rhythm as she rode Luke, her head thrown back, giving April as many kisses as she could. The bed rocked, the air thick with moans and whispered encouragement. April’s hand found Nicole’s, their fingers lacing.
As Nicole’s pace quickened, Luke’s grip tightened at her hips, his breath coming faster. Nicole glanced over her shoulder, eyes blazing, and pulled April into another searing kiss just as she crested in a shuddering climax, taking Luke with her. Luke let out a strangled groan, his body arching beneath Nicole as pleasure washed over him, April holding them both through the storm.
Spent and glowing, Nicole slipped off Luke and nestled beside April, both of them trailing soft kisses across her cheeks and lips. Luke’s hand stroked April’s hair, Nicole’s fingers tracing slow circles over her belly, before making her way between her legs.
April’s breath hitched, her body arching into Nicole’s tongue as a wave of pleasure built inside her. Luke squeezed her hand, his voice a low, reassuring murmur in her ear, “Let go, baby. We’ve got you.” The corners of April’s eyes watered as the waves of pleasure swirled within her. It only took a moment for the room to start spinning around her. She finally surrendered, crying out as a long-forgotten rush of release washed over her, intense, beautiful, and overwhelming. She clung to Luke’s hand, her other hand tangled in Nicole’s hair, tears of joy and relief slipping down her cheeks as she finished, utterly spent and completely loved.
April let out a long, satisfied sigh, a lazy grin stretching across her face. “Well,” she murmured, glancing at Luke, “if that was the doula interview, I’d say Nicole passed with flying colors.”
Nicole laughed, draping an arm around April’s shoulders. “Happy to be of service.”
They lay together, tangled in the sheets and sunlight, laughter and affection wrapping around them like a blanket. April closed her eyes, feeling cherished and whole.
