Friends With Extra Benefits (35 page)

Rolling onto her back, Victoria stared up at the
ceiling, wishing Jim were in the bed with her, simply holding her
all night. Jim was thinking exactly the same thing about Victoria.
Less than forty seconds later, both exhausted parents fell into a
deep sleep.

The next morning, something pulled Jim from his
sleep. He sat up in bed, groggy and confused and struggling to
remember why he was in this strange room. Glancing over at the
sleeping Victoria, he fought to clear his head. He watched for a
few seconds, wearing a silly smile on his face, as she peacefully
breathed in and out. God, she was pretty, he thought. And then it
hit him; he actually was now a father. His smile faded. He quietly
got dressed and headed out to see his daughter.

As the nurse led him to Kaylie's isolette, she
told him the baby was doing fine. And although he could not pick
her up yet, all signs pointed to a successful surgery and a speedy
recovery. Jim stared down at his tiny baby girl. She was still
sleeping peacefully with tubes and wires connected all over
her.

In his heart, he knew she was going to be fine,
but she looked so helpless lying there in that condition; he felt
horrible for her. Fighting the urge to have an emotional breakdown,
he gently stoked her skin.

Victoria made her way to the NICU about an hour
later. She found Jim sitting next to Kaylie and softly talking to
her. Jim looked up at Victoria, and they shared a smile.

"How is she?"

"She's perfect."

He stood and let Victoria take his seat. She
leaned down and touched her daughter as Jim watched them both while
smiling proudly.

Victoria glanced up at him. "Did you call
Caroline yet?"

His eyes opened wide. "No, but thanks for
reminding me. Are you okay with her?"

Victoria nodded. "Go."

Jim called Caroline and gave her an update on
the baby's condition. There seemed to be no hint of jealously in
her voice when she found out he had shared a hospital room with
Victoria. She even asked how Victoria was doing. He promised to
call her back later that day.

For the next three days, Jim remained in Miami
at the hospital with Victoria and the baby as Kaylie’s recovery
progressed. Jillian and Brian visited every day. Jim needed to
return to school and was scheduled on a flight that afternoon.
Before he left, he and Victoria met with Doctor Smyth, and they
found out that Kaylie probably could leave the hospital in about
two weeks. She now weighed more than four pounds and was making
remarkable progress for a premature baby whom only days before had
had surgery.

In their hospital room, Victoria sat on the bed
and watched as Jim packed his clothes. "I wanted to talk to you
about something," she began.

After zipping up his duffle bag, Jim sat on the
other bed across from her.

"I decided to build an office behind the house.
They break ground in a few weeks. I'm going to open a couples’
therapy practice and see how it goes."

He smiled. "That's really great."

"It's actually going to be a guest house with an
attached office. I know you planned to move to Miami after
graduation, and I'm not sure exactly what your plans are, but you
and Caroline are welcome to live there, if you'd like."

Jim's mouth opened wide as he nodded in
surprise.

She continued, "I always wanted to have a guest
house, and I figured you could be close to the baby... really
close... and have your own private place. It could work well."

"It sounds perfect. I'll talk to Caroline about
it. I'm sure she'll love the idea." After he said it, he thought,
Well maybe not.

Victoria's thoughts were in the same ballpark,
but they each put on a confident smile, and she said, "Good. Just
let me know... It all should be finished in May, but you know how
these construction projects go sometimes."

"Sure." Pulling his phone from his pocket, Jim
checked the time. "I should probably get to the airport." He stood
and she followed suit. They stared at each other from less than a
foot apart, both shaking their heads and wearing awkward grins.

"I don’t want to leave her."

"I know."

"I'll fly down as much as I can."

"In less than four months, you'll be back for
good, and..."

Jim nodded and said with his voice quivering,
"Let's not talk about it. I don't want to lose it here."

Victoria gave him a sweet smile. She opened her
arms, and he moved to her. They held each other for a long, long
time.

Jim returned to school, and twelve days later,
Kaylie left the hospital a nearly five- pound, perfectly healthy
baby. Jillian and Brian drove the new mother and daughter home.
Carrying the sleeping Kaylie into the house, Brian placed her in an
infant rocking seat that was sitting on the sofa.

Kaylie stirred a bit. Jillian, Victoria, and
Brian stared down at the adorable baby as she rubbed her little
nose with her tiny hand before she drifted back to sleep.

Jillian whispered, "Do you want us to stay?"

"No. We'll be fine," Victoria replied
softly.

"Remember, we want to babysit soon."

Victoria nodded with a smile as she sat next to
the infant seat on the sofa. After taking a deep breath, she stared
up at Brian and Jillian with a look of relief mixed with slight
terror.

"Are you sure?" Brian whispered.

Victoria grinned semi-confidently and waved
good-bye.

Jillian mouthed the word bye as she grabbed
Brian by the arm and led him toward the door. The new mother
watched, smiling as they slipped quietly outside.

Slumping against the cushion, Victoria stared at
Kaylie. She took a deep breath, smiled, and fell quickly into an
exhausted sleep.

Thirty minutes later, Kaylie woke crying.
Popping upright, Victoria struggled to pull herself to
consciousness as she gazed down at her wailing infant.

"Are you hungry? I bet you're hungry."

Victoria performed a quick diaper change, fed
Kaylie a bottle, and then gave her a tour of her new home.

The first stop was Kaylie's room. The room was
painted yellow with cows jumping over moons in a border around the
center of the room, just above the lip of the natural pine wood
crib.

"Do you like yellow?" Kaylie's drowsy eyes were
glued to her mother's smiling face as Victoria added, "I wasn't
sure if you were a girl, so we went with yellow. If you don't like
it, we can change it. I think it looks nice, though."

Next they moved to the massage room. Victoria
cradled Kaylie in her arms as she slowly spun around the room,
showing her the wooden massage table, the selection of massage
oils, and the matching cocoa-colored towels and sheets.

"Daddy surprised me with all this. Do you like
it? Daddy is a very good guy."

She moved in front of the odd grass sculpture.
"Now this... I'm not sure what the heck this is. But your daddy
picked it out, so we love it, right?"

She winked at Kaylie, who waved her hand back at
her. "That's it; you get it. Sometimes you have to say you like
something when you really, really, really don't... I'll teach you
all the things you need to know. I'll teach you all about clothes
and shoes and purses... oh, and boys. But I don't want you dating
any until you're at least twenty-five, okay?"

Kaylie placed her hand on her face, seemingly
giving her mother a skeptical look, but most likely just fighting
some gas.

"You think I'm kidding... no,
I'm serious. I will not allow you to make the same mistakes that
Mommy made. You get your college degree and then a good job,
and
then
maybe
you can go on a date."

Next she moved to the bowl of smooth rocks
sitting in the decorative heating pan. "This is my favorite thing.
Your daddy gave me a rock massage, and it was amazing. He has magic
hands."

Victoria paused a moment, just staring at the
rocks.

She smiled down at the baby and began in a happy
baby voice, "You probably want to know why Mommy and Daddy aren't
together and why Daddy is..." Her voice took on a condescending
tone as she continued, "... engaged to a hot, little, young wh—I
mean, woman." Her voice returned to her baby-friendly tone. "Sorry.
She's nice, I guess. When you're old enough, I'll try to explain it
all to you, but you see, Mommy is much, much older than Daddy.
Mommy's hiney is going to start sagging very, very soon, and well,
thanks to you, Mommy's tummy will never be the same." Victoria
wagged her finger in Kaylie's face.

The baby stared up at her with her eyelids
fluttering.

"So, you're happy about that. Well, maybe I am,
too, because without it, I wouldn't have you. Mommy loves Daddy,
and he loves Mommy, but he's also in love with Caroline and, well,
she's his age, and when Mommy is ready for a nursing home, Daddy
will be ready to buy some type of two seat sports car, probably a
convertible, and be just entering into his mid-life crisis. Daddy's
probably better off with Caroline, don't you think?"

Kaylie seemed to shake her head no. Victoria
studied her face carefully and then asked again, "Is Daddy better
off with Caroline?"

The baby contorted her face slightly then let
out a bunch of gas before filling her diaper. Feeling it against
her forearm, Victoria smiled. "Somebody needs their pants
changed."

At the Grayson home the next afternoon, Jillian
yelled down for Brian to meet her upstairs. He came into their
bedroom, but when he didn't see her, he called her name. She
replied from the bathroom, and when he went inside, he discovered
her wearing a proud smile along with an old t-shirt and shorts. She
had newspaper spread out on the floor and the "Copy-a-Cock" kit
items on the counter.

He grinned. "What the hell is this?"

"Victoria gave the kit to me months ago, but
we've been so busy, I completely forgot about it. I figured after
all you went through on your first try, you might want to actually
make one."

"No, it was a stupid idea."

Shaking her head, Jillian moved to him for a
kiss. "It's a great idea. I would really love to have an exact
replica of your perfect penis."

"Really?" He gave her a skeptical look.

She nodded with a sexy grin and then moved to
her knees. While running her hand slowly down over his chest to his
abdomen, she said slowly, "Victoria told me it's much easier to
make one with two people."

Jillian trailed her hand down further and placed
it over the already growing bulge in his gym shorts.

"I think... that's true," Brian stammered.
"You're supposed to do the mixing while I get, you know."

She looked up at his face as
she pressed both her hands along his cotton-covered length. "How
about I get...
you know...
started for you, and then I'll take care of the
mixing."

He nodded quickly. "Or we could do that."

Jillian pulled down his shorts and boxer briefs.
She gasped when his nearly hard penis sprang out and then flopped
down before her. While holding the backs of his legs, she moved her
head forward until her nose was pressed against his shaft. Then she
slowly turned her head left and then right to allow his now
throbbing manhood to brush against her cheeks and nose. Brian
leaned back, literally gasping for breath.

She slid lower, extended her tongue, and covered
the head with licks. His manhood throbbed, rose up, and grew until
it stuck straight out from his body. Pulling back, she grinned at
her accomplishment. "Look, no hands."

"You're good," he murmured.

She plunged her mouth over him. Placing his
hands behind his head, Brian gazed down at the amazing sight of
Jillian pleasing him. He said, "This is not only easier... it's so
much more fun with two people."

Jillian pulled away from him and chuckled as she
looked up at his face. Then she took him back into her mouth and
began moving faster and faster over him. He groaned loudly as he
approached the brink of climax. They were both lost in the moment
until he spotted the kit on the counter. He pulled away, and she
looked up at him, confused.

"The kit." He steadied himself by placing a hand
on the wall as he added, "I'm about to shoot."

She shook her head. "Sorry, I got so, uh...
wow." Jillian stood and took a deep breath while opening her eyes
wide as she fought to get her bearings. "Okay, you keep it big, and
I'll get ready."

Brian nodded as he slowly massaged himself in
order to maintain maximum size. Moving to the counter, she measured
and checked the temperature of the water. She poured it into the
bowl, which already contained the mix, checked the time on her
smart phone, and began to stir.

She glanced over to watch him, as he worked his
manhood, and smiled. "I wish I was doing that for you."

"So do I."

She grinned. "I'll finish you."

Jillian stirred and stirred as he maintained his
erection. After two minutes, she poured the cast mixture into the
precut tube and stood on the newspaper on the floor. Brian met her
there, and she looked down, impressed. "Wow, you are big.
Ready?"

She handed him the tube and he quickly slipped
it over his superhard length. The excess mixture slipped out the
sides of the tube and onto his thighs. They both looked down,
chuckling at the sight.

Brian began flexing the muscles in his groin to
attempt to maintain his best showing. Jillian checked the time.
"Okay, just sixty more seconds."

"Okay."

"How you doing?"

"Good."

"Do you need me to show you my breasts or
anything?"

"No, I think I'm good."

She gave him an angry look.

"Oh, sorry. Sure, I'd love to see them."