Title: What?
Author: Chris!
Rating: Probably R, or PG-13
Classification: Truman/Walker (ha, I decided to use their last names)
Spoilers: Obviously Stan is dead, and um that's about it. Oh, Grace is married to Leo.
Summary: Well, Will and Karen are going to get together (duh) and I think it's only going to be because they find themselves both wanting a child, well at least Will does. Karen's just his woman that carries the baby, of course she'll want it. This is what I think will happen. It's not going to be like a romance, I mean it could be. We'll just see. Ok? Ok.
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters and blah blah blah.
Here we go.
Will and Grace sat at the Café, sipping their morning doses of caffeine. Will was holding up a newspaper and reading through the headlines as he normally did. Grace leaned forward and began tilting her head sideways, staring at the upside down part of the newspaper that Will held. Will slowly lowered the newspaper to look over at Grace, whose head began following the newspaper.
"Grace, if you want to read it, you could ask for the section." This comment startled Grace, and she jumped back into her sitting position.
"Oh, sorry." She said, wide-eyed.
"What were you reading anyway?" Will flipped over the newspaper and began scanning over what Grace could have possibly found so interesting.
"Nothing, there's just a story about a little girl who was found by her self in a broken down car. The poor thing, what were her parents thinking?" Grace shook her head. "You hear about all these children being left alone these days. I wish I could take them in and love them like my own."
"If you had your own, and why all this motherly talk now?" Will frowned.
"I don't know. I guess I really want to have "my own", you know." Grace looked at Will and smiled. Will couldn't help but grin, but then he turned serious. He reflected on the time they'd tried for a baby, with no success. Grace knew what he was thinking about and looked down. She could've given him what he really wanted, but now she was married to Leo.
"I still do, too." Will said shyly after a moment. You were my baby- making machine, Grace. Now who am I suppose to turn to?"
"You damn fool! Messing up my drink order, how could you?" Karen growled at Rosario. "Lady, I didn't make your stupid drink! How am I suppose to make sure you got the right drink when I didn't even make it? Should I try it for you before I hand it to you next time?" Rosario shot back as quickly as she could. "I don't want your dirty lips touching my drink." Karen screamed, handing the drink back to Rosario. "Fine." "And why this attitude? What's gotten into you Ro-Ro?" Karen ran a reading hand up and down in front of Rosario. "You're a stuck up bitch!" Rosario shouted. "Oh, I see." Karen's demeanor became more laid back. "You're just jealous of me." She laughed, tossing her head back, her updo shaking as she laughed. "Go to hell." With that Rosario turned to leave. Karen began winding down her laughter and watched as Rosario stormed away. Tears were beginning to form and her shoulders still shook. "Oh, my little Ro-Ro, God bless her."
Okay here's more. Will was trying to enjoy a night alone, by him self, with a great book on his lap. However his mind couldn't be further from the pages in front of him that seemed blank. To get the full meaning of each sentence he would have to read then reread what he'd just read. His mind was not on how Fernando had made fierce love to his maid, then lied to his wife. It was not on the side romance between Fernando's daughter and his rival's son. But his mind did wonder back to the book when he found out Fernando's maid was pregnant. He read these pages adamantly, wanting more than anything to be the father of this book character's child. He felt jealous of Fernando, and was hurt when Fernando sentenced both the maid and his new son to leave the country, so his rep wouldn't be destroyed. He wished he could ride in and save the little boy, and possibly the mother. He's determined thoughts were interrupted by the front door to his apartment being torn open. Jack and Karen entered, both energized and happy in a silly way. Will blushed, feeling completely vulnerable. Jack and Karen didn't even notice. Jack just walked right by into the kitchen and Karen sat down next to Will in the couch. "What are you guy's doing?" Will asked, his jaw tight with anger and embarrassment. He grabbed a pillow and sat it on his lap. "Oops," Karen glanced over and began laughing hysterically. Jack also looked up from his rummage through the refrigerator. "Oh, sorry, Will. We just stopped in to get some yummy treats. You know, having a fat gay man as a neighbor really pays off." Jack looked deep in thought for a moment, then returned to his search for food. "I am not fat!" Will cried. Karen stopped laughing and glanced at the book in Will's hand. "Whatcha reading Wilma?" She asked. "Death by Guilt." Will was still glaring at Jack. Fortunately for Jack he was stuck on the couch so he couldn't strangle him. "Oh, my gosh, honey, I read that. It is so hott!" She fanned herself just thinking about it. "So Fernando kills his daughter's lover after he sleeps with him and then ends up killing himself because he can't live with all his secrets." Karen expounded to him. He stared, coldly at her for a moment then threw down his book. "Thanks for telling me the ending!" He cried. Karen jumped back with shook. "Well, gee, honey. I thought you'd have already finished it by now." She uncrossed her legs boldly and stood up, walking to the kitchen to get a drink. "What's up with Mr. FatMan? He's in a screwy mood." She growled at Jack. Jack stood up so Karen could get by and replied, "Yeah, he can get that way sometimes." "I am not in a bad mood. I just have a lot on my mind." He looked over at them, actually expecting them to comply. There was a long, silent pause as Karen poured herself a drink and Jack explored the cabinets. "Guys?" Will egged them on to ask what was wrong. Karen just looked up at him and Jack turned to see his eager look. "Oh, right." Jack giggled and skipped over to the couch, sitting down next to Will. He took on a serious demeanor and clasped Will's hands in his. "Now tell me everything that's on your mind." He closed hie eyes as he spoke and opened them, waiting for Will to begin talking. "Well, Grace told me this morning that she and Leo want to have a baby." He paused and looked at Jack's focused look, knowing that he probably wasn't paying attention. But he went on anyway. "And well, I want to have a baby, But the problem is that I don't have anyway of making a baby unless I turn straight and get with some woman." Jack popped back into listening mood and his eyes widened at Will's comment. "Oh my God. Will you're talking like a crazy man!" Jack cried, jumping up. "There has to be a solution! Grace is out of the picture, right, because she's married to Leon." "It's Leo." Will corrected.
"Yeah, whatever." Jack was pacing back and fourth now. "A woman, hum." Jack turned to Will. "Your not going to sleep with her are you?" Jack asked.
"I wasn't planning on it." Will sighed.
"A woman who is willing to lay off nine months of her life for your child. Someone who has plenty of time on her hands. Gee, Will thinking is hard." Jack frowned.
"I don't think I've seen him think so much!" Will was taken by surprise at Jack's reaction to his dilemma. It was probably because Jack was afraid Will might slip and become straight.
Karen stood in the kitchen, swimming in her own thoughts. What if she kind of wanted a baby? What if she was of that age that she might not have another chance to leave her mark on the world? And she had always sworn that she would prove to her mother, and her self, that she could be a better mother. What if this was her chance?
Suddenly, feeling the need to leave before she let something slip, she interrupted Jack's thinking. "Jackie, why don't we go back over to your place sleep on it. Who knows, maybe Cher will grace you dream and give you the answer." Karen rolled her eyes at her own sarcasm. She began heading towards the door, drink still in hand.
"Okay," Jack was excited by the thought of Cher in his dream, but then remembered what Will had said. "Will promise me you wouldn't go straight on me? " Jack made Will promise before he would leave.
"I promise." Will reassured him. Jack nodded and went out the door. Karen glanced back before leaving and met eyes with Will. Without another word spoken they exchanged their feelings and Will had an inkling that he would be seeing Karen again. Karen broke the stare and with all her dignity left, paraded out the door, slamming it behind her as she went.
Will sat in thought for a moment. Had Karen just been telling him what he thought she had been? He shook his head not wanting to believe it. Karen of all people. He laughed.
Suddenly the door burst open again and Jack strolled in trying to look cool. He went to the kitchen and began placing the food he'd found in his arms. Then, without making eye contact with Will, he silently went back out the door. Will couldn't help but grin.
TBC.hehe. Sorry if it sounds stupid.
When Karen was sure Jack was asleep, she carefully pried his head from her chest and slipped out from underneath him. She then slowly lowered his head back to the pillow on his bed, and crept out silently, careful not to wake him up. She wanted to get out before he could question her and cause her to change her mind about what she was going to do.
Out in the hall, Karen took a deep breath. She was glad her buzz was still going, she'd need it. Slowly she approached the door, but before she could knock, or go in, the door flew open. Karen jumped, completely surprised. "Will!" She cried.
"Sorry." He smiled sheepishly. He nodded for her to hurry in, not wanting to wake the neighbors. He closed the door and turned to find him self face to face with Karen. His breath caught for a second, he'd never been this close to her before.
They stood staring at one another until finally Will backed away. What was getting into him? Did he actually find her attractive?
Karen turned away, confused by the moment. "How'd you know I was coming?" She asked, making herself comfortable on the couch.
"I don't know. I just had this feeling." He sat down on the opposite end of the couch, afraid of getting to close. "Were you thinking what I was thinking, you know before when you were about to leave."
"Well, sure honey. I'm not getting any younger." She laughed, trying to make light of the conversation. Will grinned, captivated by her laugh, or was it her boobs that jiggled ever so slightly.
Snap out of it Will! "Are you sure that's your reason?" He wanted to make sure this wasn't a split second decision, especially because she would be the one carrying the burden.
"Will," Karen looked down at her hands, then back into his expecting eyes. "You know what my mom does, right?"
"Yeah, she's a con artist?" Will began piecing together the puzzle.
"Who used me? Yeah, well I swore to God, and my self, that I would be a better mother. But I haven't gotten the chance to prove it to anyone."
"If this is about proving your strengths and weaknesses, maybe you need to rethink this whole thing. Karen, this is a child were talking about. Not some game that can declare the winner of mothering." Will became angered by her intentions.
"I know that." Karen shook her head. "And-" she said through clinched teeth, trying to control her anger, "I'm ready for a baby. I'd be willing to give it all up, the booze, the drugs, everything. Will, it's perfect. Of course you might have to help, a little, but come on." She looked at him with wide expecting eyes.
Will felt calm again. Geez her eyes were gorgeous, he wanted to reach out and stroke her face. Before he could object his hand shot out and trailed slowly down her cheek, he watched as her eyes fluttered shut. Catching him self he let his hand drop and turned away embarrassed.
"Hey, hey. It's okay." Karen scooted closer to him and put a hand on his cheek, turning his head to face hers. Their eyes met, yet again, and suddenly they moved closer, Karen closed her eyes, waiting for Will's lips to touch hers, but instead felt her hand being pushed away. He jumped up and ran to the kitchen.
"I can't do this, Karen." He put one hand on the counter to steady himself and let his head fall. "I'm suppose to be a gay man, and somehow I'm attracted to you?" His head snapped up and he looked at Karen, sitting there all wide- eyed again.
"Oh, come on." She got up and started shaking her shoulders, letting her boobs shake. "You know you gays can't resist my boobies." Her voice shook as she moved closer.
Will tried not to smile, but a grin kept appearing. Finally he let a smile rest on his face just as Karen reached him and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
"Oh, I guess you're right. You are Karen after all. I'm not sure what sex you are." Will buried his head in her hair, giving little kisses to the crown of her head.
"I don't care what kind of sex it is, but it better be soon, and it better be good." Karen could feel her self becoming hott, and needed a man (or a woman, whichever she was about to sleep with).
"Sounds good to me." Will could feel him self becoming horny, partially because Karen's boobs were pushed up against him.
Karen turned, feeling Will's pleasure against her thigh, and led him to his room. She mentally reassured herself that this was really want she wanted, then closed the door behind Will and shoved him on the bed.
Will, on the other hand, couldn't believe a woman was turning him on. He really hoped that it was only Karen. After this he was probably going to have to prove it to himself somehow. While he watched Karen undressing in front of him he kept repeating, "I'm a gay man, I'm a gay man, I'm a gay man."
"Come on big boy, its time to show mommy what you've got." She began crawling up towards him, stopping at his pants zipper.
"Could we maybe loose the mommy part?" Will squeezed out, through his excitement. Karen had undone his zipper and was slowly pulling down his pants.
"Whatever you want, Wilma." Her voice had dropped from its normally high timbre.
"Are you ovulating?" What a time to ask, but still it could all be for nothing, Will had to make sure. Karen stopped, his pants in hand, and thought.
"Yeah," she smiled, "I am." With that she inched her way back up to Will, this time trailing kisses up his stomach, chest, neck and finally reached his mouth. She had pulled his shirt up as she went and she slipped it over his head. They lip locked while Will pulled off his panties. Then slowly he turned so that Karen was under him. Their lips parted and as Will sat up he slid into Karen. She couldn't help but moan in sheer pleasure. He rode her. "Harder, Will, harder!" She cried reaching up to find something to grab on to. Finally, both coming, Will fell onto Karen's bare chest and lazily kissed her neck. She ran her hands through his hair and down his bare back.
"That was the best hetero sex I've ever had." Will said through his heavy breathing.
"That was great." Karen agreed, as he slid off of her, so she could breath a little easier. "I hope it worked." Karen laughed, still breathing heavily.
"Me, too, because if it doesn't I'm going to begin questioning my sexuality." Will turned to face her. She was beautiful, even unkempt as she was.
"Don't worry, you'll always be my gay lover." She too turned and wrapped her arms around Will, pulling his face into her chest, for reassurance.
TBC.
Author: Chris!
Rating: Probably R, or PG-13
Classification: Truman/Walker (ha, I decided to use their last names)
Spoilers: Obviously Stan is dead, and um that's about it. Oh, Grace is married to Leo.
Summary: Well, Will and Karen are going to get together (duh) and I think it's only going to be because they find themselves both wanting a child, well at least Will does. Karen's just his woman that carries the baby, of course she'll want it. This is what I think will happen. It's not going to be like a romance, I mean it could be. We'll just see. Ok? Ok.
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters and blah blah blah.
Here we go.
Will and Grace sat at the Café, sipping their morning doses of caffeine. Will was holding up a newspaper and reading through the headlines as he normally did. Grace leaned forward and began tilting her head sideways, staring at the upside down part of the newspaper that Will held. Will slowly lowered the newspaper to look over at Grace, whose head began following the newspaper.
"Grace, if you want to read it, you could ask for the section." This comment startled Grace, and she jumped back into her sitting position.
"Oh, sorry." She said, wide-eyed.
"What were you reading anyway?" Will flipped over the newspaper and began scanning over what Grace could have possibly found so interesting.
"Nothing, there's just a story about a little girl who was found by her self in a broken down car. The poor thing, what were her parents thinking?" Grace shook her head. "You hear about all these children being left alone these days. I wish I could take them in and love them like my own."
"If you had your own, and why all this motherly talk now?" Will frowned.
"I don't know. I guess I really want to have "my own", you know." Grace looked at Will and smiled. Will couldn't help but grin, but then he turned serious. He reflected on the time they'd tried for a baby, with no success. Grace knew what he was thinking about and looked down. She could've given him what he really wanted, but now she was married to Leo.
"I still do, too." Will said shyly after a moment. You were my baby- making machine, Grace. Now who am I suppose to turn to?"
"You damn fool! Messing up my drink order, how could you?" Karen growled at Rosario. "Lady, I didn't make your stupid drink! How am I suppose to make sure you got the right drink when I didn't even make it? Should I try it for you before I hand it to you next time?" Rosario shot back as quickly as she could. "I don't want your dirty lips touching my drink." Karen screamed, handing the drink back to Rosario. "Fine." "And why this attitude? What's gotten into you Ro-Ro?" Karen ran a reading hand up and down in front of Rosario. "You're a stuck up bitch!" Rosario shouted. "Oh, I see." Karen's demeanor became more laid back. "You're just jealous of me." She laughed, tossing her head back, her updo shaking as she laughed. "Go to hell." With that Rosario turned to leave. Karen began winding down her laughter and watched as Rosario stormed away. Tears were beginning to form and her shoulders still shook. "Oh, my little Ro-Ro, God bless her."
Okay here's more. Will was trying to enjoy a night alone, by him self, with a great book on his lap. However his mind couldn't be further from the pages in front of him that seemed blank. To get the full meaning of each sentence he would have to read then reread what he'd just read. His mind was not on how Fernando had made fierce love to his maid, then lied to his wife. It was not on the side romance between Fernando's daughter and his rival's son. But his mind did wonder back to the book when he found out Fernando's maid was pregnant. He read these pages adamantly, wanting more than anything to be the father of this book character's child. He felt jealous of Fernando, and was hurt when Fernando sentenced both the maid and his new son to leave the country, so his rep wouldn't be destroyed. He wished he could ride in and save the little boy, and possibly the mother. He's determined thoughts were interrupted by the front door to his apartment being torn open. Jack and Karen entered, both energized and happy in a silly way. Will blushed, feeling completely vulnerable. Jack and Karen didn't even notice. Jack just walked right by into the kitchen and Karen sat down next to Will in the couch. "What are you guy's doing?" Will asked, his jaw tight with anger and embarrassment. He grabbed a pillow and sat it on his lap. "Oops," Karen glanced over and began laughing hysterically. Jack also looked up from his rummage through the refrigerator. "Oh, sorry, Will. We just stopped in to get some yummy treats. You know, having a fat gay man as a neighbor really pays off." Jack looked deep in thought for a moment, then returned to his search for food. "I am not fat!" Will cried. Karen stopped laughing and glanced at the book in Will's hand. "Whatcha reading Wilma?" She asked. "Death by Guilt." Will was still glaring at Jack. Fortunately for Jack he was stuck on the couch so he couldn't strangle him. "Oh, my gosh, honey, I read that. It is so hott!" She fanned herself just thinking about it. "So Fernando kills his daughter's lover after he sleeps with him and then ends up killing himself because he can't live with all his secrets." Karen expounded to him. He stared, coldly at her for a moment then threw down his book. "Thanks for telling me the ending!" He cried. Karen jumped back with shook. "Well, gee, honey. I thought you'd have already finished it by now." She uncrossed her legs boldly and stood up, walking to the kitchen to get a drink. "What's up with Mr. FatMan? He's in a screwy mood." She growled at Jack. Jack stood up so Karen could get by and replied, "Yeah, he can get that way sometimes." "I am not in a bad mood. I just have a lot on my mind." He looked over at them, actually expecting them to comply. There was a long, silent pause as Karen poured herself a drink and Jack explored the cabinets. "Guys?" Will egged them on to ask what was wrong. Karen just looked up at him and Jack turned to see his eager look. "Oh, right." Jack giggled and skipped over to the couch, sitting down next to Will. He took on a serious demeanor and clasped Will's hands in his. "Now tell me everything that's on your mind." He closed hie eyes as he spoke and opened them, waiting for Will to begin talking. "Well, Grace told me this morning that she and Leo want to have a baby." He paused and looked at Jack's focused look, knowing that he probably wasn't paying attention. But he went on anyway. "And well, I want to have a baby, But the problem is that I don't have anyway of making a baby unless I turn straight and get with some woman." Jack popped back into listening mood and his eyes widened at Will's comment. "Oh my God. Will you're talking like a crazy man!" Jack cried, jumping up. "There has to be a solution! Grace is out of the picture, right, because she's married to Leon." "It's Leo." Will corrected.
"Yeah, whatever." Jack was pacing back and fourth now. "A woman, hum." Jack turned to Will. "Your not going to sleep with her are you?" Jack asked.
"I wasn't planning on it." Will sighed.
"A woman who is willing to lay off nine months of her life for your child. Someone who has plenty of time on her hands. Gee, Will thinking is hard." Jack frowned.
"I don't think I've seen him think so much!" Will was taken by surprise at Jack's reaction to his dilemma. It was probably because Jack was afraid Will might slip and become straight.
Karen stood in the kitchen, swimming in her own thoughts. What if she kind of wanted a baby? What if she was of that age that she might not have another chance to leave her mark on the world? And she had always sworn that she would prove to her mother, and her self, that she could be a better mother. What if this was her chance?
Suddenly, feeling the need to leave before she let something slip, she interrupted Jack's thinking. "Jackie, why don't we go back over to your place sleep on it. Who knows, maybe Cher will grace you dream and give you the answer." Karen rolled her eyes at her own sarcasm. She began heading towards the door, drink still in hand.
"Okay," Jack was excited by the thought of Cher in his dream, but then remembered what Will had said. "Will promise me you wouldn't go straight on me? " Jack made Will promise before he would leave.
"I promise." Will reassured him. Jack nodded and went out the door. Karen glanced back before leaving and met eyes with Will. Without another word spoken they exchanged their feelings and Will had an inkling that he would be seeing Karen again. Karen broke the stare and with all her dignity left, paraded out the door, slamming it behind her as she went.
Will sat in thought for a moment. Had Karen just been telling him what he thought she had been? He shook his head not wanting to believe it. Karen of all people. He laughed.
Suddenly the door burst open again and Jack strolled in trying to look cool. He went to the kitchen and began placing the food he'd found in his arms. Then, without making eye contact with Will, he silently went back out the door. Will couldn't help but grin.
TBC.hehe. Sorry if it sounds stupid.
When Karen was sure Jack was asleep, she carefully pried his head from her chest and slipped out from underneath him. She then slowly lowered his head back to the pillow on his bed, and crept out silently, careful not to wake him up. She wanted to get out before he could question her and cause her to change her mind about what she was going to do.
Out in the hall, Karen took a deep breath. She was glad her buzz was still going, she'd need it. Slowly she approached the door, but before she could knock, or go in, the door flew open. Karen jumped, completely surprised. "Will!" She cried.
"Sorry." He smiled sheepishly. He nodded for her to hurry in, not wanting to wake the neighbors. He closed the door and turned to find him self face to face with Karen. His breath caught for a second, he'd never been this close to her before.
They stood staring at one another until finally Will backed away. What was getting into him? Did he actually find her attractive?
Karen turned away, confused by the moment. "How'd you know I was coming?" She asked, making herself comfortable on the couch.
"I don't know. I just had this feeling." He sat down on the opposite end of the couch, afraid of getting to close. "Were you thinking what I was thinking, you know before when you were about to leave."
"Well, sure honey. I'm not getting any younger." She laughed, trying to make light of the conversation. Will grinned, captivated by her laugh, or was it her boobs that jiggled ever so slightly.
Snap out of it Will! "Are you sure that's your reason?" He wanted to make sure this wasn't a split second decision, especially because she would be the one carrying the burden.
"Will," Karen looked down at her hands, then back into his expecting eyes. "You know what my mom does, right?"
"Yeah, she's a con artist?" Will began piecing together the puzzle.
"Who used me? Yeah, well I swore to God, and my self, that I would be a better mother. But I haven't gotten the chance to prove it to anyone."
"If this is about proving your strengths and weaknesses, maybe you need to rethink this whole thing. Karen, this is a child were talking about. Not some game that can declare the winner of mothering." Will became angered by her intentions.
"I know that." Karen shook her head. "And-" she said through clinched teeth, trying to control her anger, "I'm ready for a baby. I'd be willing to give it all up, the booze, the drugs, everything. Will, it's perfect. Of course you might have to help, a little, but come on." She looked at him with wide expecting eyes.
Will felt calm again. Geez her eyes were gorgeous, he wanted to reach out and stroke her face. Before he could object his hand shot out and trailed slowly down her cheek, he watched as her eyes fluttered shut. Catching him self he let his hand drop and turned away embarrassed.
"Hey, hey. It's okay." Karen scooted closer to him and put a hand on his cheek, turning his head to face hers. Their eyes met, yet again, and suddenly they moved closer, Karen closed her eyes, waiting for Will's lips to touch hers, but instead felt her hand being pushed away. He jumped up and ran to the kitchen.
"I can't do this, Karen." He put one hand on the counter to steady himself and let his head fall. "I'm suppose to be a gay man, and somehow I'm attracted to you?" His head snapped up and he looked at Karen, sitting there all wide- eyed again.
"Oh, come on." She got up and started shaking her shoulders, letting her boobs shake. "You know you gays can't resist my boobies." Her voice shook as she moved closer.
Will tried not to smile, but a grin kept appearing. Finally he let a smile rest on his face just as Karen reached him and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.
"Oh, I guess you're right. You are Karen after all. I'm not sure what sex you are." Will buried his head in her hair, giving little kisses to the crown of her head.
"I don't care what kind of sex it is, but it better be soon, and it better be good." Karen could feel her self becoming hott, and needed a man (or a woman, whichever she was about to sleep with).
"Sounds good to me." Will could feel him self becoming horny, partially because Karen's boobs were pushed up against him.
Karen turned, feeling Will's pleasure against her thigh, and led him to his room. She mentally reassured herself that this was really want she wanted, then closed the door behind Will and shoved him on the bed.
Will, on the other hand, couldn't believe a woman was turning him on. He really hoped that it was only Karen. After this he was probably going to have to prove it to himself somehow. While he watched Karen undressing in front of him he kept repeating, "I'm a gay man, I'm a gay man, I'm a gay man."
"Come on big boy, its time to show mommy what you've got." She began crawling up towards him, stopping at his pants zipper.
"Could we maybe loose the mommy part?" Will squeezed out, through his excitement. Karen had undone his zipper and was slowly pulling down his pants.
"Whatever you want, Wilma." Her voice had dropped from its normally high timbre.
"Are you ovulating?" What a time to ask, but still it could all be for nothing, Will had to make sure. Karen stopped, his pants in hand, and thought.
"Yeah," she smiled, "I am." With that she inched her way back up to Will, this time trailing kisses up his stomach, chest, neck and finally reached his mouth. She had pulled his shirt up as she went and she slipped it over his head. They lip locked while Will pulled off his panties. Then slowly he turned so that Karen was under him. Their lips parted and as Will sat up he slid into Karen. She couldn't help but moan in sheer pleasure. He rode her. "Harder, Will, harder!" She cried reaching up to find something to grab on to. Finally, both coming, Will fell onto Karen's bare chest and lazily kissed her neck. She ran her hands through his hair and down his bare back.
"That was the best hetero sex I've ever had." Will said through his heavy breathing.
"That was great." Karen agreed, as he slid off of her, so she could breath a little easier. "I hope it worked." Karen laughed, still breathing heavily.
"Me, too, because if it doesn't I'm going to begin questioning my sexuality." Will turned to face her. She was beautiful, even unkempt as she was.
"Don't worry, you'll always be my gay lover." She too turned and wrapped her arms around Will, pulling his face into her chest, for reassurance.
TBC.