Two of a Kind, Workin' on a Full House

Labor Day 2019

When the last of the team had left, Jamie wandered through the house calling, “Caaarrraaaa. Baby, where are you?” He finally found her in the den and plopped down on the sectional beside her. “Hey, why didn’t you answer me?”

“Hmm?” she hummed absently.

“I was calling you.”

“Oh, sorry,” she muttered. “I didn’t hear you.” She was staring at something in her hands, turning it over and over.

“Whatcha got there?”

“Huh? Oh, just one of the babies’ toys that got left behind.”

“Oooh, lemme see!” He grabbed for the toy, but she pulled it to her chest. “Hey, no fair!”

“What are you, two?”

“Maybe,” he giggled.

When he kept grabbing for it, she snapped at him. “Jamie, stop.”

He sat back a little, eyes wide. “Hey, what’s up with you?” He reached over and tilted her face up to look at him. Her eyes were glossy with tears. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“You’re a terrible liar,” he said softly. “Cara, c’mon. Tell me.”

“It’s stupid.”

“Doubt it.”

“I just …” she sighed. “Just, being around all the babies. Are we ever going to have one?”

“Oh.” He thought a moment. “It’s only been a couple months. It doesn’t always happen right away, right?”

“Yeah, I guess. I mean, that’s what the other girls said. The moms. They said to relax and it’ll happen. I’m just anxious, I guess. I wanna get started on our family.”

“Aww, I do too.” He flopped down with his head in her lap and grinned up at her. “I’ll be your baby right now though.” Nuzzling under her tank top, he pulled at her bikini, trying to get his mouth on her.

Cara shrieked. “Oh my god, Jamie, you’re so drunk. Stop, you nut! Gross! Not the mama!”

Jamie giggled into her belly and blew a raspberry on it. She squealed, her ticklish laughter mixing with his drunk giggles.

“You’re a menace!”

“I’m horny.”

“Oh my god!”

“That’s what you’re gonna be saying. All night.”

“Jamie!”

“That too.” He sat up and pulled his t-shirt off, throwing it on the ottoman.

“You are in some kind of mood tonight.”

“I have been staring at you in a bikini all afternoon and couldn’t do anything about it.” He grabbed at her tank top and she let him pull it over her head. “Besides, we’re trying to make a baby, yeah?”

Cara giggled. “Yeah. And I guess seeing you naked isn’t a hardship.” She ran her hands over his bare chest, his offseason combination of tan and buff getting her body interested in the proceedings.

“Oh yeah? You like all this?” he gestured down his body.

Licking her lips, she nodded. “Kinda.”

“Kinda?”

“I mean, it’s pretty and all, but what can you do with it?” she smirked.

“Oh that is it, woman.” He stood, pulled her to her feet, and in about four seconds had them both naked and back on the sectional, her feet over his shoulders and his cock pushing inside her.

“Holy shit,” she gasped.

The sex was quick and intense, and they both came hard before he dropped her legs down and collapsed, half on top of her. He pulled the blanket off the back of the couch to cover them and curled around her, one arm her pillow and the other draped over her with his hand gently cupping her breast, before falling fast asleep. She drifted off after him, worn out but much more at ease.

…

Jamie woke to Cara’s mouth on his collarbone. He moaned softly as she kissed up his neck to his earlobe. Her naked body pressed up against his, and he was half-hard before he was even fully awake. No words were spoken, just gentle touches, and they quietly made love, face to face on their sides, still covered by the blanket. After, they stayed in each other’s arms for a while longer, trading sweet kisses and soft smiles.

“I love waking up to this,” Jamie murmured.

Cara smiled. “Me too.”

“You hungry?” he asked.

“A little. There’s some scraps left over from the locust swarm,” she giggled. Team barbecues didn’t generally leave much food uneaten. “Wanna make some sandwiches for dinner?”

“Perfect.”

After a few last kisses and caresses, they untangled themselves, Jamie threw his trunks back on and Cara her bikini bottoms and tank top, and they quickly washed up before eating.

“You know,” Cara said as they were cleaning up the kitchen, “we have the pool to ourselves now.”

“Kinda late for a swim, isn’t it?”

“I never got in earlier. Too busy playing host.”

“Same.”

“And night time is the perfect time to go skinny dipping.”

“Mrs. Benn, are you trying to get me naked again?” He set the dish towel he was holding on the counter and wrapped his arms around her waist.

She looked up at him with raised eyebrows. “Maybe?”

“Well in that case …” Sweeping her up into his arms, he carried her outside and proceeded to throw her into the pool and jump in after her.

“Oh my god, Jamie!” she squealed when she surfaced.

“Told you you’d be saying that all night,” he smirked.

Splashing him in the face, she peeled off her tank top and threw it onto the pool deck. He pulled her close and kissed her, easily holding her up with one hand on her ass while the other hand went to her breast.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he whispered into her ear as he grazed it with his teeth. She melted into him for a moment, enjoying his warm breath on her wet skin, digging her nails into his shoulders. Then she squirmed out of his grip and swam away, giggling. Stunned, he stood staring as she dove underwater, only stirring when she surfaced and tossed her bikini bottoms onto the deck with her shirt. He dove after her, but she swam away again.

“You’re overdressed,” she giggled. Narrowing his eyes at her, he stripped off his trunks and added them to the pile, then swam toward her again. Still she dodged, laughing as she darted to the other end of the pool.

“Babyyyyyy,” Jamie whined. “Why are you running away?”

“Gotta catch me if you want to touch.”

“Is that a challenge?”

“Yup,” she nodded, popping the p.

“Accepted.” Diving toward her, he just missed as she swam past. For a solid five minutes, she dodged him, once even swimming right through his legs, near the bottom of the pool. He was a strong swimmer, but she was faster. Finally, toying with him, she got too close, and he grabbed her foot, pulling her in and back against him, getting in some quality groping in the process.

Out of breath, she didn’t struggle, just reached up behind her to thread her fingers into the hair at the crown of his head as he kissed the back of her neck. Kissing his way around to her lips, he spun her in his arms, holding her tightly and pulling her into a deep kiss. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck while they kissed, the water helping to hold her up, leaving his hands free to roam. They stayed pressed together that way for a long time, kissing everything above water and touching everything below, until the neighbor’s dog started barking, invading their quiet intimacy.

Jamie growled in her ear, “We should take this inside.”

Cara hummed her assent, and Jamie set her down and followed her out of the pool, wrapped a nearby towel around his waist, and wrapped another around her shoulders before picking her up and carrying her into their room.

“What about our clothes?” she asked.

“We’ll get them tomorrow.”

Cara snickered. “I love it when you’re all one-track-mind.”

“You do this to me. On purpose.”

“What if I do?”

“Not complaining.”

“Good. Because it’s hot.”

“You are.”

He set her down in the bathroom and gently dried her off, kissing her shoulders as he went.

“Jame, how would you feel about a nice, warm bath?”

“Anything you want, Baby.”

“You’ll do anything to get in my pants.”

“You’re not wearing pants.”

She giggled. “Oh, right.”

“Which was your idea, if I remember right.”

“I believe it was, yes.”

“So who’s getting in whose pants?” he laughed as he turned on the faucet.

“You’re not wearing pants either.”

“Also your idea.”

“True.”

Dropping his towel, he stepped into the tub. Cara stared. It happened basically every time she saw his ass. She didn’t think she’d ever get over it. It was just so perfect.

Without even looking at her, he sighed. “Would you stop staring at me and get in?”

“I wasn’t star — oh who am I kidding?”

Jamie chuckled as he sat down. “C’mon, come over here so I can rock your world.”

“Oh my god.”

“There it is again.”

“You are the worst.”

Grinning, he held her hand as she stepped into the tub. “You love me.”

“Obviously.” She sat between his legs, and he pulled her back against him. Sighing, she ran her hands down his muscular thighs. “Only because you’re cute and rich, though.”

Jamie tickled her. “You’re such a bitch!”

Squealing, she tried to pry his hands off her ribs. “Jamie! Stop!”

“Why do you love me?”

“You’re sexy as hell!”

“And?”

“You’re good with kids!”

“And??”

“You make me laugh!”

He quit tickling her and dropped one hand between her legs. “And?”

“Fuck.” she hissed. “You’re talented.”

“Anything else?”

“So many things, you jerk. Not the least of which is what you’re doing with your fingers right now. Fuck.”

“You can tell me the rest later,” he whispered in her ear.

“Mhmm. Sure,” she managed as she pressed up into his hand. Kissing the back of her neck, he kept his right hand between her legs while his left explored her breasts. Cara gripped his thighs and leaned back into his chest as he built her up and then sent her over the edge.

When she came down, she slid forward and turned off the water, then swiveled around to face him. She straddled his lap and leaned in to kiss him, guiding him inside her as she did. Jamie moaned into the kiss and grabbed her ass with both hands, then threw his head back and hissed a long, drawn-out “fuck” before burying his face in her chest. Bracing her hands on the back of the tub, she rolled her hips while his hands and mouth roamed across her skin.

Jamie wanted all of her, all at once. Her warm, soft breasts against his face as he licked up between them, her nipples hard on his tongue when he turned to suckle them, her clit under his thumb and her ass in his other hand as she rocked against him. When she pulled his mouth up to hers and bit his lip as her walls clenched around him, he growled and thrust up into her, earning him his favorite squeak when he bottomed out. She threw her head back, and he kept at it, grabbing her hips and slamming into her hard enough to splash water over the side of the tub, until he emptied himself inside her, pulling her tight against him while they rode out the aftershocks.

Eventually, he leaned forward and reached around her to pull the plug on the tub. Rather than disengage and let her stand up, though, he pulled her into a long, slow kiss, until the water was long gone, one hand tangled in her wet hair and the other at the small of her back, holding her close.

“I know there’s a goal,” he murmured finally, “but damn, I’m enjoying the process here.”

Giggling, she buried her face in his shoulder. “Me too, Love.”

“We should probably actually wash now though,” he chuckled.

“Oh. Right.”

“Shower?”

Nodding, she carefully stood and climbed out of the tub, holding Jamie’s hand for balance. He followed, and after a quick shower, they finished up their evening routines and headed to bed.

Curled up in his arms, Cara sighed contentedly. “I’m not going to stress about it anymore. It’ll happen when it happens. And if it doesn’t, we’ll figure something out. I’m so lucky to have you. A baby will just be icing on the cake.”

“You’re really relaxed and happy when you’ve come three or four times in one afternoon,” he giggled.

Smacking him in the arm, she squawked, “Jamie!”

“There it is again!” he laughed, his chest shaking under her cheek and a ridiculous grin on his face.

“Good lord, you are terrible,” she groaned. “Why do I even like you?” There was a smile in her voice, though she rolled her eyes and poked him in the stomach.

“Because I love you, and I’m going to put a baby in you if we have to have sex eight times a day for a year.”

Cara snorted. “Somehow I think our jobs might interfere with that. Not to mention ouch. How about we just see how the mood strikes us?”

“Ok fine. Five times a day.”

“Horndog.”

“I can’t help it if you’re sexy.”

“Says the guy with the sexiest ass on the planet.”

“All for you, Babe. All for you.”

“That is a lie, but I’ll take it. I love you, sexy ass.”

“I love you too, Beautiful.” He kissed her forehead. “Sleep well.” She nestled further into him, and he switched off the lamp and fell asleep stroking her hair.

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