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Chapter 4

Kenny's POV

Thanks to Butters, I was able to get Dustin a part time job at the gym. I figured it was past time for him to learn some kind of responsibility. It's his first day so I'm showing him around the place. "You can start here with the locker room." I tell him after finishing up the tour passing him a mop.

"But this is the men's locker room. Why can't I start with the women's?" He smirks.

"Just get to work! You're lucky I was able to get you this job!"

"But why as a janitor? Why not answering the phones or training?"

"Again, you're lucky to have a job, now get to work!" He groans and starts mopping the floor. I go to Butters' office to thank him again.

"How's he doing so far?" He asks me.

"He's just getting started. Thank you again for giving my son a break."

"You're welcome." He smiles and gets up and closed the door. "Now to get a real thank you!" He grabs me and pulls me into a kiss.

I push him away. "Dude, we can't do this here!"

"Why not?"

"What if Dustin sees us?"

"The door is closed!" He tried to move in for another kiss, but I stop him.

"Butters I'm serious!"

He scowls. "Fine, then get on your knees under my desk."

"At work?"

"It wouldn't be the first time." He smirks.

I shake my head. "Dustin working here changes everything."

"I can always change that. Or maybe I should call Bebe..."

He always knows which buttons to push. "Ok, ok. No need to go there." I crawl under his desk.

"Good boy!" Butters smiles as he unzips his pants and puts his dick in my mouth.

"That's the kind of thank you I was looking for." Butters moans.

I keep sucking when there's a knock on the door. "Don't let them in." I whisper.

"Shh!" He whispers back. "Come in."

"Hey Butters, have you seen my dad?" Damnit, it's Dustin.

"Oh I think he's around somewhere…" I can sense that he's smirking.

"Oh ok…if you see him before I do, tell him my mom wants him to call her."

"Sure thing. No more personal calls!" I hear the door close. Butters looks down at me. "I'm sure you heard that, right?"

"Yes I did. I'll call her." I wipe my mouth and stand up. "I hope you appreciated your thank you."

He smiles. "I sure did. Go call your wife!" He tells me dismissively.

Stan's POV

"Hey it helped me get to the top, so I don't see the big deal." Kenny tells us.

After work I met up with Kyle, Kenny, and Cartman for drinks. We try to get together once a month to catch up and talk about our marriages and kids. Obviously Kenny is telling us about his situation.

"Don't you care that you could potentially get a disease and pass it to Bebe?" Kyle asks him.

"I've been tested, I'm fine! So how's the happy "perfect" couple doing?" Kenny asks Kyle as Cartman and I laugh.

"We're great. Our jobs and kids are great! We're getting ready to buy a bigger house. I couldn't ask for anything more!" Kyle is my best friend and I love him like a brother, but he can be annoying as hell sometimes.

Cartman rolls his eyes. "You've become such a boring Jew! Nichole has made you even lamer than before."

"No she didn't!" Kyle pounds his fist on the table.

"You're right, you've made her lame. Such a shame, she's hot!"

"Dude, that's my wife!"

"You guys that's enough!" Kenny steps in, then he looks at me. "You're awfully quiet Stan. How are things with Wendy?" I guess I should've known they would get to me eventually.

I shrug. "I'm not sure..."

"What do you mean you're not sure?"

"Wendy seems so angry and...distant towards me lately?"

"Really?" I swear I see a smirk on Cartman's face when he asks that.

"It's probably my fault anyway."

"Why do you say that?" Kyle asks.

I shrug. "She's been arguing with Julia a lot lately and she feels like I'm not on her side. That topped with pregnancy hormones, she's really on edge."

"Well Julia is the child, she shouldn't be arguing with Wendy in the first place."

"I know. They've really been going at it since Julia got arrested."

"You need to put Julia in her place! She had no right to be out drinking in the first place."

"I don't want to talk about that." Kenny interrupts. "I want to hear more about you and Wendy. Are you two still fucking?"

"Kenny!" Kyle exclaims.

"What? I just want to know if they're still fucking!"

"I would love to know the answer to that too." Cartman adds in.

"You guys, that's Stan's business!" Kyle tells them.

"Let Stan speak for himself!" Kenny tells Kyle then focuses his attention back on me. "So are you?"

I guess I might as well be honest. "No, we haven't in awhile."

"How long has it been?"

"Honestly, since right after we found out Wendy was pregnant."

I swear I hear Cartman mumble good then I notice Kyle punching him in the arm. "Does that bother you?" Kenny asks.

I nod. "But I guess I wouldn't understand, I've never been pregnant before so I don't know what she's going through."

"That's bullshit! Bebe and I were having sex up until she went into labor with every pregnancy."

I shrug. "I guess Wendy's different. She hasn't really been in the mood."

"Maybe you need to get her in the mood." Cartman suggests.

"Dude!" Kenny's seems shocked.

"Do you have any suggestions?" I ask Cartman.

"No he doesn't!" Kyle interjects.

"Buy her some sexy lingerie." Cartman shrugs. "Or give her a nice foot massage, hell she's pregnant, she may need a full body massage. You can even do something simple like send her flowers and candy. Cook a romantic dinner or something. She likes that, er, most women like that anyway."

"Wow, thanks Cartman." I never expected him to give some advice. Usually when we complain about our wives he laughs at us or calls us pussies. "I really wonder why it never worked out with you and my sister."

He waves me off. "It was a one night stand. She's definitely not the woman for me."

"Don't worry, you'll find the right woman for you someday." I smile at him. I notice Kenny and Kyle giving each other an awkward glance before smiling.

"Thanks dude, I'm sure I'll find her sooner than you think." He shares that same awkward glance with Kenny and Kyle. I'm not sure what that's all about, but I don't really need to think about it. I need to try to figure out how to get Wendy's attention.

Wendy's POV

I arrive home after a long day at the office and all I want to do is lay back and do absolutely nothing. My feet and ankles are so swollen I can barely walk. When I open the door I see all the lights off. "Stan?"

"I'm in the dining room babe." He yells out.

I go in the living room and see candles at the table and dinner for two. Filet mignon, baked potatoes, and asparagus. It looks at smells and looks good. "So what's all this?"

"I thought I would plan a romantic dinner for the two of us."

"Where's Julia?"

"She's studying with Shannon."

"She's supposed to be grounded!" Here we go again with this shit.

"She's only studying. They're at Shelley's, so she'll tell us if she does something out of pocket."

I roll my eyes. "As usual, Julia gets away with murder."

"She's not getting away with anything. I don't want to argue about this, this is our night." He hands me a bouquet of flowers and a gift bag. "This is for you." He smiles proudly.

"Oh, well thank you." I look in the bag and see a box of chocolate and some lingerie. I frown when I see that. "What the hell is this?"

"Lingerie."

"Why would you get me lingerie?"

"I thought it would look sexy on you."

"Are you fucking kidding me? Look at me!" I point at my pregnant belly. "I'm a big fat whale! I can't fit this!" I scream.

"Honey, you look great." He puts his hand on mine.

"I don't even know if I'll be able to fit this after to baby is born." I start crying. "I'm sorry, I know you tried to do something nice for me and I appreciate it. But I really can't wear this."

"It's ok. I guess I really wasn't thinking. I'm sorry too." He responds dejectedly.

I get up from the table. "I'm going to go lie down, my feet are swollen and killing me."

"Do you want me to give you a foot massage?" He walks over to me and massages my shoulders. I push his hands away. "Not now." I head for the stairs.

"You don't want to eat? I mean, I did make this romantic dinner for us."

"I'll eat later." I go to our room and close the door. The first thing I do is grab my cell phone and call Cartman.

"I didn't think I would hear from you tonight. I was starting to worry." Cartman says as he answers.

"Sorry about that." I whisper. "Stan attempted a romantic evening for us."

He laughs. "So obviously that didn't go too well, huh?"

"It was a nice gesture, but I'm just not feeling it." I look around and then put my hand around the mouth of the phone. "I think it's time we do this DNA test."

"I thought you wanted to wait until he was born?"

I rub my belly. "I can't wait any longer. I'm so miserable with Stan and this baby is my only way out!"

"You hope anyway."

I shake my head. "I know in my heart, just like you do, that this is your son."

"I hope our hearts are right."

"I'll see if I can schedule an appointment for tomorrow. I'll talk to Nichole to see if she can get me in there. She works at the hospital, so she has connections."

"Just let me know so I can be there."

"I will." I look around again. "I better go. I love you."

"I love you too." I hang up. I always hate when we have to depart from each other. I love him so much, if only Stan were half the man Cartman is, he would be perfect for me, but he's not so that's why I want out of this marriage.

A/N: Let me know what you would like to see happen in this story. ;-)