There's a lemon here, so if you don't like my lemons, don't read the end.

August 29... Monday...

I'd just walked in the door to our apartment, coming home from work when I got a text message from Nate.

Vanessa was in labor!

"Hey, babe? We have to go to the hospital! Vanessa's having her baby!" I told Eric excitedly as I scooped Kalika into her stroller.

"Ok, I'll get Tianna!"

We arrived within half an hour.

"She's already seven centimeters dilated. The labor is progressing really fast." Nate told us, sounding slightly nervous, before we went into the hospital room.

Vanessa's labor was boring and eventless. Nate, Chuck, Dan, Eric and I were there. Vanessa's mom had just flown in from Vermont and would be there any minute. Chuck was entertaining Alison and Tianna in the waiting room. Eric had taken Kalika, who was fast asleep, into the waiting room also, to clear out the room a little. Dan had to go make a call to someone outside. Nate was by Vanessa, holding her hand and being sweet as hell.

9:24 pm...

"It's a boy!" The doctor announced as Vanessa and Nate's baby was delivered into this big world.

Vanessa held him for the first time, then the nurses came to check him over.

During that time, V delivered her baby boy's placenta, before something strange happened.

"Um, I feel something- moving." Vanessa stammered.

"Do you have the urge to push?" The doctor asked.

"Sort of."

"Then push!"

She did. After five pushes, something even stranger happened. Another baby! Vanessa had twins!

"And it's another boy!" Nate announced that time. "What do you want to name them?"

"I don't know for sure, but this is all so weird. How did we not know I was going to have two babies?" Vanessa asked the doctor.

"The ultrasound waves don't always show a second fetus, and this was one of those cases."

"It's so weird. Can we name the first one David Nathaniel?" V asked Nate.

"We can name them whatever you want to name them. But may I suggest a name?"

"Yeah, what?"

"Ryder."

"Ok, want to choose his middle name? I chose both of David's names."

"Ok, Ryder Jameson."

"Nice naming."

The next morning...

Vanessa and her new twins got to leave as soon as they were up in the morning. She'd made it through the labor without any medication, as I'd done with my twins, and then Kalika. Only difference was that V had to get herself stitched this time, since when she'd had David, she tore a little, but then with Ryder, the rip grew.

They were bringing the twins home to meet Alison, who Chuck had taken over to his place for the night once the babies were born.

Chuck and Alison met Nate and Vanessa at their apartment, and I helped them bring the twins home (they didn't actually need my help but I wanted to see them, and I convinced Eleanor to let me have the day off since I quit maternity leave early).

Alison was about as confused as Tianna had been when she met Kalika. Alison had more confusion to think about though, since she had two tiny little brothers.

I went home to find Eric sitting in the middle of the living room floor, with Kalika having 'tummy time' on a baby blanket and Tianna sitting near her, playing with her toy piano.

My husband was so great with the babies, and he hadn't hidden the fact that he wouldn't mind having another one or two a little later on.

I sat down by my family, then Kalika decided she needed to start screaming and crying. Of course, she needed food now that I was around to nurse her. She didn't like bottles, even though it was still my milk. At least the closeness of breastfeeding was enjoyable, and it gave me some time to cuddle my baby.

Eric moved over beside me to cuddle me while I nursed our tiny girl. Tianna crawled over to his lap, after noticing I had my arms full.

In the early afternoon, Kalika went over to Dad's, and Chuck came to take Tianna for a day out.

That meant Eric and I got time alone, and we didn't necessarily have to be quiet.

We took advantage of the time the minute they were out the door by running into our bedroom and hopping on the bed like hyper children on Christmas morning. Well, sort of. More like I laid on my back, then wrapped my legs around Eric's waist as he climbed onto me and pulled him as close to my body as he could get.

For a good hour, we did nothing but make out, fully clothed. After a little bit more, we were wearing less clothing. I only had on my cotton underwear, and Eric had on absolutely nothing. He rolled me onto my stomach, and randomly started massaging my back. It wasn't just light rubbing, but it was strong, intense, and sexually romantic.

I squirmed out from under him and shoved him down on his back, before taking his length into my mouth. I gently deep throated him and ran my tongue over his tip. After a few minutes, he started to pull my hair a little, and moan my name, turning me on immensely.

Eric sat up and grabbed my waist, pushing me onto my back. He kissed my parts through the cotton panties, hitting my clit and making me let out a small cry. I started to slide them off, and he assisted me by pulling them off my feet.

"Please- fuck me!" I begged as my pussy throbbed, asking for him. "I need it. I'm so fucking wet! Look at what you do to me!"

"I can see that. I like seeing you horny. Might as well help you..."

"Stop teasing me and fuck me!" I begged, laughing at his lameness, and he obeyed.

He crawled up and kissed me, rolled on a condom, slipped into my soaking cunt, and began to ride me. I wouldn't exactly call what he was doing 'thrusting' but more rather 'slipping in and out'. He wasn't using much force, just sliding in and out at a steady pace.

As he rode me, we kissed, and he massaged my boobs.

I reached down to touch my clit, but Eric pushed my hand away once he noticed my attempt at touching myself.

"Am I not satisfying you?" He asked, holding my hand.

"You're great, but I really need to come."

"Then I can rub your clit. Did you forget that you asked me to fuck you? Not yourself?"

"Whatever, weirdo."

Eric kept one hand on my boobs while he let the other one rub my clit with an impressive amount of pressure.

He came, and then I did briefly after, not only orgasming, but squirting as I did.

We were undeniably electric.