Lenny slept late. Chucker had got Carlos up and was playing with him, but of course didn't know about feeding him and all the things that have to be done for a two-year-old. Karl got up and told her to sleep in. He and Chucker would take care of things.
She thought how ironic it was that the two men who could both claim to be her son's father should get on so well. Now they were both looking after him while she lay in bed. With different men there might been a fight, or at least hard feelings, but they were both such good men, both her lovers were such good men.
"I'll get his food ready." Said Karl, "and you can feed him while I make coffee." Reluctantly Lenny got up. She knew she was going to have to have a bowel movement soon, and she was dreading the pain it would cause her afteer having anal sex with Chucker. She smiled wryly thinking how so many of the facets of sex could cause a person so much pain and discomfort. Getting pregnant and having a child; having sex with a stranger and getting a disease; having a child as a teenager and having to raise it yourself. She remembered her mother telling her that five minutes of pleasure could cause a lifetime of pain. Well, here a few minutes of pleasure would cause her a day or two of pain.
Soon they were all eating breakfast while Carlos sat in his highchair banging his spoon in his food and making a mess. As they ate they made plans for how they might spend the day. Chucker had done all the touristy already on previous visits, and they were going out to dinner that night with Lenny's friend Doris, so they decided to just drive up the coast. They'd have lunch in Mendocino perhaps, and maybe find somewhere to walk on the beach so that Carlos could get a good run.
When they got home again Carlos was worn out and even though he fought it, went to bed early. The baby sitter came over while they were getting dressed and they were running late because they had to pick Doris up on the way.
Doris came running out to the car from her apartment, looking as beautiful as ever. Her black hair with reddish highlights showed off her delicate features. She was dressed elegantly but sexily, a red skirt just over the knee and a sheer white shirt that a man might think he could see through
They arrived at the restaurant a few minutes late, but it didn't matter because, being a Saturday night it was crowded. So they sat at the bar, had a drink and chatted until they were called to their table.
The meal was splendid and with the usual banter from Chucker went very fast. He had his usual supply of dirty jokes, and as usual his hands were busy under the table.
"I wish you'd show me how to do that." Karl chuckled. "I know you're touching the girls' knees under the table, but you don't seem to move."
"Well you cross you legs like this, see? But don't make a move for several minutes. Then while we're all laughing at something you lean forward and.........."
"Hey!" cried Doris. "Get your hand out. Who do you think you are, my gynecologist?" As they all laughed.
"Don't try that on me you Aussie bastard. I'll have my husband give you a good thrashing." Lenny told him, laughing.
"You've never objected before." Chucker said, crossing his legs the other way.
So the evening went on, full of laughter and good conversation.
Doris was going to spend the night with them, so on the way home she sat in the back with Chucker. It was only natural that they kissed, and from there that he should fondle her breast and soon his hand was up her skirt and his fingers found her vagina.
"I'm gad you didn't wear tights." He whispered in her ear. "No, I find thigh high stockings much more convenient." She whispered back.
"Are you alright back there?" Lenny asked them.
"Yes," Doris replied. "We're just fine." As she enjoyed the feeling of Chucker's fingers on her clitoris.
When they got to the house and the car was in the garage, they went into the living room and enjoyed a drink.
Caprice, their Latina maid of all work, had baby-sat with Carlos, and he was asleep when they got home
After she'd left they all went upstairs to Karl and Lenny's bedroom. Doris hesitated, but Chucker took her hand and said they'd love to, and they'd be there in a minute.
Once in their room Karl and Lenny kissed passionately. Lenny's heart was pounding as she anticipated the idea of Chucker and Doris joining them and by the time the other two came in her blouse was already off and Karl was kissing her breasts.
"I hope we're not interrupting anything." Chucker laughed. "Yes you are." Karl said. "And we're glad to see you."
He turned and kissed Doris, at first softly, then their lips met passionately. He'd always wanted to fuck Lenny's friend Doris, but it had never seemed right, however now he felt inspired. As they kissed his hand fondled her breast.
"Why don't you take off your blouse?" He asked her. And without hesitation she stood back and unbuttoned her blouse, then undid her bra and her lovely breasts swung free.
"Beautiful!" He said. "Your tits are beautiful." As he leaned down and kissed a nipple. Meanwhile Chucker already had Lenny's panties off and had pushed her back on the bed, pushed her skirt up, and was licking her vagina.
