Chapter 1:
I watched her sit in the middle of the tiny room we painted for the baby. Her eyes swept over the crib with the one backwards leg we spent a giddy afternoon building together. Past the glow in the dark stars I layered over the ceiling. Past the family tree painted on the wall, locket sized portraits of her mother, grandmother and even great-grandmother that'd lovingly been passed down to her to use as the 'leaves'. All of them were lovingly cradling their pregnant stomachs.
Cherry was the love of my life. She joked a lot that I only talked to her back in college because of her 'incredible tits' and 'rocking body'. There was truth to it, obviously, a woman with a body like that and the peppy confidence to show it off wasn't a woman you ignored. But even back then, from the first time we laid back on the quad to talk until the stars turned into a blue sky I knew she had a grip on my heart. I knew I wanted to protect her. To make her happy every day of her life.
Her shoulders shook. Her breath caught into gasping wheezes. Tears fell down onto the papers in her hands now that she thought I wasn't looking. The papers that showed we'd wasted our money on those fertility drugs. That showed we'd never have a child together. That showed I was, and always would be, infertile. Her own fertility scores were low but with treatment she was at least
capable
of conceiving.
The one thing she dreamed of...and I can't give it to her...
I stepped into the room. She squeaked when I wrapped my arms around her, burying my face into her long black hair.
"J-jason," she gasped out as she desperately tried to collect herself and wipe her tears. I grabbed her hands and squeezed. After a moment she let herself cry in front of me.
"I-I'm sorry, I just...I mean...we still have eachother...I-I'm happy... I...I..." I let her break down in my arms, promising myself I'd always be there to hold her in times like this. I could at least do this much.
"Cherry-pie..." I finally said after her words had drifted into quiet sobs. "Do you remember what we promised each other?"
I slid my fingers in between hers, letting our wedding bands touch as I reminisced about the vows we wrote together.
"We'd share our happiness and laughter. We'd share our sadness and our tears. Someone as precious, as wonderful as you deserves to have the life she dreams of. I'm the luckiest guy in the world because out of everyone you chose, you
trusted
me to be the one to give you that life."
"J-jason you have...you
have
...marrying you was the happiest day of my life...you know that..." she said, her voice slightly hollow. The fertility papers crinkled a bit in her tightening grip.
I kissed her cheek. "And you'll have even happier days still. We're...we're not out of options yet. We'll figure something out. I
promise
you, we will."
At that moment I don't know if I realized where that promise would lead. Maybe I did. It's not like I hadn't thought this out before. It's not like I hadn't gone over every possibility a dozen times over in my head already.
Chapter 2:
A few days later we were sitting around our kitchen table. Cherry's tears had dried up, replaced by a wide and cheery smile that suited her a lot better. She was practically buzzing with energy and excitement now.
I couldn't ruin that feeling for her. I couldn't be the reason she collapsed into tears. I did my best to smile too.
Shane, our neighbor, didn't share my poker face. His light eyes sparkled and widened as I finished, "And so...we thought of you. You're smart, talented and well you've been a friend to this family. If we
could
afford a clinic I'm certain you'd be top of the pile of candidates."
Cherry chimed in with a giggly smile, "Plus I'm sure any kid with your genes would be a real heartbreaker. Grade-A stud all around."
She punctuated that sentiment by reaching out and fondling Shane's well developed arms. She never really had a sense of personal space. It made my heart flutter when we first met, though now...
"Wow. I mean, obviously I'm honored," Shane said at ease under my wife's touch, "honestly I can't think of two people more deserving or capable of giving a child a loving home. If I can be a part of that~"
He sighed wistfully, "Whatever you need. I'm all yours. Do I need to show up somewhere and you know uh...fill up a cup? Am I getting something in the mail or how does..."
I dug my fingers into my thigh and kept the smile stapled onto my face, "Well, the difficult thing is that getting a donor isn't the only expensive part of using a clinic. Honestly it's barely a tenth of the cost and we've already spent so much on..."
I shook my head before I started babbling. I needed to get to the point or I'd never be able to choke out the words. "We'd need you to impregnate Cherry
naturally
."
He was silent for a moment. Some flicker in me hoped that he would balk at the suggestion. I started to tell him that he could refuse but before I could his smile sparkled even brighter, "Okay! I mean uh," he turned towards my wife, "it's not like that's a
difficult
ask. You're obviously very..."
He paused to try a proper term for deceny's sake but Cherry's face was lit up even brighter than his. That was the big question, and he'd said yes. Her dream of being a mother was finally in sight again. It was the most beautiful smile I'd seen on her since our wedding day.
While she wore that face she finished his sentence with a sultry wink, "Mm, very...hot and breedable?"
She bounced in her seat a bit, her chest bouncing with the motion. Shane openly watched.
"Haha," Shane laughed completely at ease again, "took the words right out of my mouth."
"Not all I'll be taking from you soon~" she said with a provocative glance down at his crotch.
"W-well we should talk logistics," I said, interrupting the teasing way they were speaking to each other.
"I know you have a fairly liberal work schedule Shane. Would you be able to be free for approximately a week?"
"Mm," he smoothly moved his gaze from my wife over to me, "sure thing man. But why that long?"
"There's, ah, some complications. Cherry is technically fertile but it might be difficult for insemination to
take
due to-"
I stopped myself. Talking about Cherry's condition in detail would just depress her. Even if her mind knew it didn't make her any less fit of a mother it dug at her heart.
"Before we found out I was completely infertile we paid for several rounds of fertility drugs for Cherry. We have the dregs of it, one final week's worth, and well we
need
to make sure she's impregnated during this last window."
Cherry nodded and I saw the shadow of sadness cross her eyes for a second before she let herself get swept up by excitement and the fun of this all instead, "So I'll be draining you pretty dry~ If there's anything I can do to make it better for you though, you just need to ask! If I can't get you in the mood this whole thing kinda falls flat after all."
Shane shook his head, "I don't think that'll be a problem Cherry. I mean, well, 've
always
been pretty turned on by your body."
He looked down, his gaze drawn in by the pull of her chest now that it no longer felt 'impolite' to stare.
An idea sparked in Cherry's mind. She glanced over at me. At the time my face was still frozen with that happy, salesman smile I was putting on during the pitch. I wonder if things would've been a little different if I'd noticed her looking at me. If I'd reacted differently.
Seeing that smile on my face she bit her lip and started pulling up her shirt, "Do you want to get a better look?"
Shane saw the same 'approval' on my face that she did though he didn't glance at my face for nearly as long before he hungrily nodded his head. My wife pulled up her shirt and flipped her bra in one smooth motion, letting her heavy tits spill out. They still lightly bounced from her heavy, excited breaths as Shane watched in awe.
