Part 4 of My Roommate and I
(Disclaimer: I have edited The Request so now it ends with the son's birth going forward. I'm not Shakespear so I do make mistakes.)
This story is based on real events that have occurred to me in real life, but the overall plot is fictional.
The room was dark when I opened my eyes and my hand drifted over to my phone to check the time. I slowly sat up and stretched before getting up and pulling on a shirt and gym shorts before stepping out to get breakfast.
I rounded the corner into the kitchen and found my fiancΓ©e standing in front of the stove cooking up something delicious smelling. She was wearing a black shirt and pink panties that just about covered her beautiful plump ass, I smiled and quietly stepped up behind her and wrapped her up in my arms.
"Morning," I whispered, kissing her cheek, "Cooking something good?"
"Uh... Red?" Agatha asked from behind me, I looked over my shoulder and saw her standing in the doorway holding a sleepy EJ, "You... uh... you sure you got the right girl?"
I turned back to the girl I was holding and noticed she was wearing black rimmed glasses and blushing beet red.
"Shit," I exclaimed, releasing her, "Sorry, Christy."
"It's okay," she chuckled, "No harm done."
I was starting to think the girls were doing this on purpose because they found it funny. I guess I should be thankful that Agatha wore contacts most of the time.
Now while you're probably shaking your head and groaning about the mistaken identity trope, I would like to remind you that Agatha and Christy are identical twins. Now when I say identical I mean God took Agatha and hit control copy paste to make Christy. From what I've seen physically the two sisters are almost perfect mirror images, the only differences being that Christy was maybe half an inch shorter and had slightly narrower shoulders.
Personality wise the sisters are very different though. While Agatha is more bold and much more outgoing, Christy is more reserved and inward. Not to say that she's shy, she just doesn't enjoy being the center of attention. Which is rather funny since she works for Google.
Anyone who has worked alongside Googlers or just the tech industry in the last decade will understand what I mean. Not saying that they're bad... it's just some of them really are a breed apart... of course that's just from my limited experiences with them.
I hugged Agatha and EJ and whispered, "Sorry about that, can you forgive me?"
"I don't know, Mr Layafette," she mused coyly, "That's the third time this month."
Suddenly EJ started whimpering and squirming around her arms, Agatha flashed me a big toothy grin and handed him to me, "You can start with him."
I took EJ into his room and undressed him out of his purple onesie, I cleaned him up and changed him into a fresh diaper. He had grown quickly over the past few weeks and was almost thirty pounds already. Ann joked about our family having such big appetites that when we were babies our mom had to supplement her breast milk with baby formula. My sister suggested a brand to Agatha that she had used for her kids. It was really comforting seeing my sister welcoming Agatha with open arms after Mom's stubbornness.
"There you go, little buddy," I smiled down at him as I dressed him up in a fresh onesie, "Fresh and clean."
He babbled a little and wiggled around in my arms before yawning and resting his head on my chest. I smiled and kissed his forehead before putting him in his crib and tucking him under his blanket. Agatha came up behind and hugged me lovingly.
"He's gonna be a lot of work," she said softly, resting her head on my shoulder, "But he'll be worth it."
"They're all gonna be worth it," I replied, wrapping my arm around her and placing my hand on her's.
We stood there watching our son for a while before Agatha's hand slowly slid down into my gym shorts. I looked down at her, cocking my eyebrow as she looked up into my eyes with a warm coy smile.
"Christy's in the shower," she purred, her hand lovingly caressing my cock, "Wanna have a little fun?"
I quickly led us into our room and laid back on the bed as she knelt down and fished out my hardening cock. I caressed her cheek as she started kissing and licking her way up and down along my length, flashing me those beautiful honey brown eyes the whole time.
"God, I wanna be inside you," I groaned as she stroked my cock and sucked on my balls.
"I want you too," she purred, "But remember what the doctor said."
"I know, I know," I scowled as she took my cock into her wet hot mouth.
Unfortunately all we could do was foreplay because the skin tear inside Agatha's vagina had opened and developed an infection that required antibiotics, thankfully we found it before more serious complications could arise. Agatha's doctor advised us against having penetrative sex for a few more weeks, preferably eight to be safe.
By this point in the story you can probably tell that Agatha and I usually express our love physically, I often feel that just saying that I loved her wasn't enough... no, I felt that I had to prove how much I loved and wanted her. So I became frustrated that I couldn't return my affections in full, but my love assured me she'd be fine until her doctor gave the go ahead... then we were gonna make up for lost time.
I moaned loudly as Agatha continued suckling and stroking me as my cum spurted down her throat before pulling me out of her mouth and smiling up at me as she swallowed it, we cuddled together until I had to get ready for work. She kissed my lips and waved goodbye before I drove off for a tiring shift.
The next morning I came home and found Christy cuddling with EJ on the couch as she played mario kart on her switch.
"Thia had to go in early," she explained as I sat down beside her.
EJ babbled something as he reached his chubby hands up to me.
"Thanks for looking after him," I said, picking up my son and kissing his forehead, making him giggle.
"No problem," she said, sitting up and smiling, "Hey, when do you get moved over to a day shift?"