Dad drove half the way back to Brownsville and then Craig drove the other half. Mom read a book in the back seat. The car was eerily quiet. As Craig drove he was deep in thought. He was thinking about Mandie. Even though it was Saturday, she would be at work right about now. He pictured her in his mind, her sweet little cherub face, that bright smile, her soft, blonde hair pulled to the back of her head and held there by a clip. She would be chatting on the phone, making notations on her calendar, booking acts for personal appearances, chewing her gum and blowing bubbles. He allowed himself to smile knowing his dad was watching him and would ask him why. Two seconds later Dad said, "Whatcha smiling about boy?" Craig turned to him.

"Just thinking." He said casually and turned his attention back to the road in front of him. Dad cleared his throat.

"So, what do you think about Brent's girl, Andrea?" Craig shrugged.

"She's nice. What do you think of her?" Dad peeked back over his shoulder briefly at Mom before speaking.

"I think she could be good for him. She seems to keep him in line." Craig nodded.

"About time someone did. I worry about him sometimes Dad." This time Dad nodded. "He was heading for disaster before he met her."

"Well, I think he's growing up ... fast!" Dad said and winked at Craig when Craig looked over at him. Craig knew what he was implying and felt a little uncomfortable about it. If Mom were to find out .... "Well," Dad said and stretched his legs out in front of him. "I like her. She's pretty darn nice." Craig looked at him and chuckled.

"DARN nice? You sure about that, Dad, DARN nice?" Dad glanced back at Mom for support and, seeing that she wasn't paying any attention looked back at Craig.

"You making fun of me Craig?" Craig laughed again.

"Oh, no, Dad, not me. I would never make fun of YOU." Dad shook his head and stared out the window.

"Smart ass kids. Shoulda beat the piss out of you both when you were younger and maybe I wouldn't have such trouble with ya now!" He said and then burst into a giggle with Craig. In the back seat, Mom closed her book, slipped off her glasses and looked up at the boys.

"What's going on up there? I can't even read." She said. Dad waved her away.

"Nothing, dear, go back to your reading. We're almost home." She sighed and opened up her book and pushed her glasses back up her nose.

"Men!" She hissed to herself.

They arrived home around three in the afternoon. Craig threw his stuff right into his truck, kissed his parents goodbye and then drove straight home. Mandie's car was in her parking space, Craig felt his spirits lift. He pulled his bag out and headed up the stairs. He found her laying on the couch in sweat pants and a t-shirt, her arm was draped over her eyes. The music of the group Staind was playing in the background. She didn't move when he closed the door behind him. He approached her, knelt down next to her and lifted her arm from her face. She was asleep. He gently kissed her lips. She made a sound and her eyes flickered open.

"Craig?" She asked sleepily and turned her head to him.

"Mmmm hmmm." He said and leaned down to kiss her full on the mouth.

"What time is it?" She asked sitting up and running her fingers through her hair. Craig got up on his knees and pulled Mandie into his arms.

"Time for you to show me how much you've missed me sweetie." He said. She put her hands on either side of his face and smooched him. He smiled. "That was a good start." He pulled her close and kissed her a few more times. "How long have you been home?" He asked getting up and sitting down next to her. She slid her hand into his.

"About an hour ago. And I was so tired I just lay down on the couch and fell right to sleep." He frowned at her, concerned.

"You feeling okay? Getting a cold or something?" She shrugged and shook her head.

"Don't think so. I feel okay otherwise. So, how did it go? How's Brent?" He nodded slowly.

"I think he's doing well. He seems really happy." He remembered something ... "Oh, and he's going to be a daddy." Mandie's eyes opened wide and her mouth dropped open.

"What?" She said, incredulous. "Did I just hear you say Brent was going to be a father?" Craig smiled.

"You did." She took a deep breath and let it out.

"Wow. I just can't believe it. He just seems soooo .... " She tried to think of some kind way to describe Brent's inability to grow up and bear any sort of responsibility. "Immature!" Craig Shrugged and made a face.

"Well, he certainly has changed, I'll say that for him. Andrea is a nice girl and she's done something to Brent. He's different. I could tell even from the time I saw him in the airport. I'm proud of him - for him!" Mandie hopped up and straddled Craig's legs and sat on his lap. She put her hands on the back of the couch next to his head and looked him square in the eyes.

"Craig, " She began, changing the subject. "I did miss you." He smiled as she pressed her warm lips against his and then felt her tongue slide inside his mouth. He placed his hands on her hips and pulled her closer to him. She moaned as his kisses became more urgent. Still holding onto her hips he flipped her over onto the couch and then climbed on top of her. He tugged at her shirt, pulled it off and was pleasantly surprised that she had nothing on underneath.

"Shall we go for broke?" He teased and yanked down her sweat pants. No panties on either. "SCORE!" He said loudly and began running his hands over her naked and goosebumped body. He kissed her mouth while one hand cupped her breast. He kneaded it and then played with her nipple until it was a hard nub under his fingers then he leaned down and licked and nibbled at it. She was grateful he was being gentle because her nipples had been a little sensitive lately. He sucked one and then moved on to the other. She pulled his shirt up and then over his head. Running her hands over his bare, smooth, muscular chest desire swept through her and she moved her hands down to the waist of his jeans. She kissed him urgently while her hands unsnapped and unzipped his jeans. He helped her slide them down and then pulled off his boxers. She reached for his hard dick and touched it gently then she leaned forward and licked it and then slid the whole of it into her mouth. He leaned backwards and moaned. He sure missed her ... and obviously she, him! She held onto his hips with her hands while her mouth worked his dick until she was sure he couldn't stand it any more then she ordered him down onto the floor and straddled him again. He leaned his head back against the couch as she slid herself down onto his throbbing shaft. She gasped at the hotness of his flesh and just sat there a moment feeling a burning sensation in the pit of her belly. Craig was bigger than any of the other guys she'd had sex with in the past and it took some getting used to in the beginning ... now she was sure that if she were to make love to another man who was smaller she would feel empty and disappointed!

"Oh God, Mandie." Craig moaned as she sat up on her knees and then back down again on him. She held onto the couch for support and moved herself up and down on him, her breasts bouncing just inches from his face. He reached up, grabbed them and licked them while she fucked him. "Oh, shit, here I come baby ..." He leaned backwards as the feeling rushed over him and he pumped his hot sperm into her. She held herself still so she could feel it. It was the best feeling, those hot powerful squirts. Often times she climaxed herself just he did. Moments later she reached for the box of tissues nearby. She tried to get up and go to the bathroom but he held her fast. She looked at him expectantly.

"Yes?" She asked, anxious to get away. He kissed her nose.

"Have I told you lately that I love you?" He asked. She smiled and tilted her head.

"I think you have." She said. He kissed her again.

"Can I say it again?" She nodded.

"I think so." He kissed her cheeks a few times.

"I love you Mandie."

"I love you too, Craig. I'm glad you are home." She said and pulled away, heading for the bathroom. Once, safely inside, she sat down on the toilet and put her head in her hands. She sighed heavily. She was so tired lately. Her nipples were sore. She had lost her appetite. She knew the signs ... Well, Brent was going to be a daddy -- and Craig was going to be too. She hadn't even done a pregnancy test but the way she felt lately was very strange and she'd had friends who had babies ... she knew the signs. Now, the next hurdle ... how to tell Craig.

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