Categories: Consensual, Group, Toys, Love.
12.
"WHAT!!" Vicky and Aaron cried out together.
"Who?" Vicky asked.
"The only ones I have had sex with is you and Aaron at the end of September and not again until today, in case you were going to accuse him of cheating with me behind your back."
"Oh fuck!" Vicky shouted at no one in particular. "How could it have happened, he was so careful?"
"The only thing I can think of, is that you were on Alice's back and I came in you and went for kitchen roll, when I came back some cum had oozed out of you and dripped onto her ass and run down to her pussy." Aaron explained carefully.
"And when I wiped myself, I must have pushed some inside and I was wet enough for one to fertilise me." Alice finished in tears.
"Let's get cleaned up and dressed, go downstairs and talk about this over a coffee" he suggested.
"More like over a large G&T" Alice said.
"Or three!" snapped Vicky.
When they were ready, Vicky went to make the drinks (the coffee and not the alcohol) and he carried her mother downstairs and put her in an armchair, the drinks arrived and they talked.
"How sure are you?" daughter asked mother.
"As I said before, I have missed two periods but I have missed them before because of the medication, Aaron took me to the doctors for a test as I couldn't ask you or him to get me a pregnancy test kit, could I? Anyway that showed positive but I was so looking forward to today, I waited to own up."
"What are you going to do about it Mum, there are choices."
"I don't want to have an abortion, there's adoption or you have a new brother or sister."
"Who would look after it, I have school and then hopefully work because if we get married I don't want kids yet. Aaron needs to start looking for work soon because his finances are running out caring for you, will you give up work and how will your bills be paid, by going on social?"
"I would get maternity leave for nine months, the first six weeks at ninety percent of my average weekly salary followed by thirty three weeks of just under a hundred and fifty pounds less tax and insurance."
"But then what Mum? It seems you have already made a decision to keep it."
"I... I suppose I would have to go back to work and pay a child minder."
Aaron sat quietly listening to the two of them going through the pros and cons, surprised that Vicky was taking the news so well. Although it was not his fault but if one of them had fetched tissues before they had started, they wouldn't be in this predicament but it was a bit too late for that now.
"Look you two, we need a bit of time to think about this, I know that you Alice, must have been thinking a lot about it already but it's a bit of a shock to us. What I propose is this, Vicky and I will go for a run and think about the situation, then we'll take a break and discuss it and think again on the way back. After we have showered, we can all talk again, okay?"
"Okay Roni, I need some air anyway" Vicky said grimly and went to get changed.
"We'll work it out Alice, together" and she nodded, tears in her eyes.
He went upstairs and changed into his running gear and the two of them went out, without speaking. They ran to his house, went in and checked the place over as he hadn't been there for a few days, some of the things in the refrigerator had to be thrown out but that was all. He opened his mail and most of it went in the recycling bin, meanwhile Vicky made coffee and they sat together in the lounge.
"Okay Icky, give it to me and be honest."
"AHHHhhhhhh-AHHH SHIT!!" she screamed, surprising him. "Does somebody up there hate us, first Dad cheats on Mum and fucks off with the money and that bimbo, never to be seen again, then Mum's accident, now this... what the fuck are we going to do?"
"As you said earlier, my finances won't go on forever so I need a job and you still have your 'A' levels that you've only just started. She needs her job to pay your bills but is it fair on the child to have a minder doing everything for her, five days a week and only seeing mummy at night and weekends?
My thought on the finances was that she could sell the house, pay the mortgage off and you both move in here and pay me a nominal rent and we share the bills."
"But that doesn't solve the problem of what to do with the baby" Vicky replied.
"No it doesn't but three or four could live in one house a lot cheaper than two in two. Okay Icky, time to go back" he locked up and they ran back to her house, trying to think of any other alternatives on the way.
They sat down and Aaron told Alice about his idea, she thought about it and replied with,
"I've been online and found that the average child minder/nanny pay rate is about nine to ten pounds an hour. That would be fifty hours a week if I was on my own or with you two working, that would be four hundred and fifty to five hundred pounds a week.
I earn about four hundred and fifty a week so that will not work even with child allowance and maintenance from Aaron" and they sat in silence for a while, then she continued,
"And just to 'throw another spanner in the works', if we move in with you and sell our house and you two break up, we will have nowhere to go" and there was more silence but furious thinking.
"What about if you drag your work out as long as possible before starting your maternity leave so you will still be paid. Sell your house a.s.a.p. but keep the profit and move in with me and we have a contract drawn up that states that you can't claim any part of my house and I can't claim any part of your money.
Also that all bills be split two ways until Vicky starts work then three ways, for a period of five years.
If we are all still together at that point then everything then becomes ours and if it doesn't work then you still have your money (less what you have used for bills etc.) to use as a deposit on a house or flat or to rent something."
"That seems like a fair plan, then I give up work to raise our child, the only problem that I can see is that your house is not wheelchair friendly."
"Then my dear Mother, you will have to get your fat ass out of it and walking again before the bump gets too big."
"Vicky! How dare you! I do not have a fat ass!"
"Over four months of sitting on it, without exercise but still eating has made it a lot bigger than it was."
"Aaron! Tell her that's not true! Aaron? Aaron! Ohh shit, all that exercising and dieting for nothing, I'm back to being a fat bitch again" she wailed, tears running down her cheeks.
Vicky sat next to her and hugged her, he got up and bent over to whisper in her ear.
"Ahhh... Thank you Aaron, that makes me feel a lot better" and she giggled a little.
"What did he say, Mum?" the girl asked, looking from one to the other.
"I said that she could easily lose it all again when she gets more mobile."