The Locksmith Chronicles

Checking back in on Jerry and Andy as they continue  finally have some fun!

The Locksmith Chronicles

By

Brimmingbelly04

Finally, Some Fun - Part Two

Andy forgot all about giving himself time to digest. When they got to the room following a hot and heavy (and somewhat awkward, thanks to his belly) make out session in the elevator, the only thing he was worried about was getting his clothes off fast enough. Jerry shared his concern…

The door had barely closed behind him before he set to stripping. He quickly tossed and kicked his clothes to the side while Andy was still working on removing his tent of a t-shirt, his button down already on the floor. Eager as he was, he suddenly stopped when he had the hem in his hands, raised above his protruding navel.

"What's wrong?" Jerry asked as his hands came to rest on his enviably trim hips.

Andy blushed again. "Nothing really, I just…" he paused to laugh and shake his head. "I just realized no one's ever seen me naked when I was pregnant."

"Not even doctors or nurses?" The Locksmith asked, raising his brows.

The surrogate shook his head again. "I always keep my gown on and wear a jockstrap. Gotta have some shame!" He chuckled.

"No, you don't!" Jerry laughed back as he moved his hands, gesturing at his nudity. "Don't tell me you're gonna leave me hangin'?!"

Andy's eyes followed Jerry's hands to his crotch, which was covered by thick thatch of perfectly trimmed pubic hair that matched the tone of the hair on his head. In the middle of the well-manicured bush was one of the most beautiful cocks he'd ever seen, which wasn't hanging. The Locksmith's pretty pink member was sticking straight out, the tip of its bulbous head glistening with pre-cum. What were hanging were his giant balls…

"Like what you see?" The Locksmith asked as he looked down at "Little Jerry," who wasn't little at all.

"Yes, I do," Andy nodded, eyes roaming, taking in all the ginger's muscles and tattoos, of which there were plenty to feast upon.

"Good, 'cause so do I," Jerry nodded back as he gave Andy another thorough once over. "I'm sure I'll like it even more once I've seen everything," he predicted with a wink.

"I sure hope so…" the quadruplet-carrying surrogate sighed as he shook his head and finished taking his shirt off.

Andy wasn't embarrassed. By then, he was practically more accustomed to being pregnant than not. He didn't necessarily like the way his body looked, but he was proud of it and knew if anyone would appreciate it, Jerry would. After dropping his t-shirt, Andy kicked off his shoes and then set to undoing his pants, shimmying them down his big ass and thick thighs before carefully stepping out of them.

"Very nice," the hunky ginger commended.

"Glad you think so. I know it's silly, but I matched for you," Andy admitted with a chuckle, thinking Jerry thought his matching underwear was very nice. It was, but that wasn't what he was talking about…

"I appreciate the effort," he nodded. "But it's not your nice, matching underwear I was referring to," he said as he switched to shaking his head. "I was talking about you. You're gorgeous."

Admittedly, Andy expected Jerry to appreciate all he had to offer, but he hadn't expected to be told he was gorgeous. Would he have preferred to be told he was handsome? Yes, but a compliment is a compliment and this unexpected one felt good. Really good.

"Oh, wow…" he chuckled, color rising on his cheeks yet again. "Thank you!"

"So damn ripe!" The sexy ginger continued as he shook his head more. "It's been a minute since I've been with someone so big."

"I was gonna ask if you ever had?" Andy smirked as he moved his hands to cup his pregnancy. What they could of it…

Jerry nodded. "One time, but he wasn't nearly as sexy as you are," he went back to shaking.

"You know, you don't have to be so nice…" the surrogate chuckled again. "I promise you're gonna get some!" He winked.

"Oh, I know I will!" Jerry winked right back. "I am being nice, but I'm also just being honest… On that note, the other guy was actually a little bigger than you, but…" he briefly trailed off. "You carry better. You just have this… this…" he trailed off again as he thought of how to say what he wanted to.

"Gravitational pull?" Andy guessed with a huff.

"Ha! Yes, that too, but what I was gonna say is that you just have this air about you."

"Air, huh?" He chuckled. "I'll take that, but if not a gravitational pull, I thought you might say glow. You know, pregnancy glow…"

"I'm quite familiar with it," Jerry chuckled and smirked. "You've got that too, I was just trying to be a little creative," he winked again. "Can I help you with your bra?" He asked as he stepped forward, causing his cock to wag and balls to gently knock against his thighs.

"That would be nice," Andy nodded and smiled as he made a very slow and wide turn.

He didn't say anything when he felt "Little Jerry" poke at his ass. "He" felt big and heavy, and from what Andy had seen of "the little guy," he looked to be about ten thick inches in length, which a bit of a "size queen," the surrogate knew was going to feel amazing inside him. But before that, what was really going to feel amazing was getting his bra off… While he needed and appreciated its support, (almost) nothing felt better than when it came off.

Jerry placed his hands on Andy's shoulders and began to gently massage them as he moved them in towards his neck, then down his spine to his bra. As soon as he undid its clasps, the laboring surrogate couldn't help but moan as his bloated breasts dropped and spread some…

On the cusp of delivering two sets of twins, his chest was bigger than it had ever bloated before, positively full of milk which Andy was going to pump and have delivered to the two families he was carrying for, for at least three months. This was the first time he'd offered such a service, but chose to now to make some of the additional money, but with tits now each nearing the size of his own head, he had plenty of milk to sell for the foreseeable future.

His bra's wide straps and his tits dropping, kept the garment relatively in place as Andy turned back around and faced Jerry. After taking a couple steps back to give the surrogate's enormous pregnancy room, the muscular ginger looked down at his cleavage, grinned and licked his lips.

"I take it you're a tit guy too, huh?" Andy chuckled as he reached across and lowered his left bra strap, then his right.

"Busted."

"Do you mean, busty?" He asked as he held a still bra-cupped breast in each hand, readying for their (literally) big reveal.

"Oh, but of course!" Jerry nodded enthusiastically. "A lot of guys are like you… They choose to keep their gowns on, so even when us Locksmiths were able to have more fun at the hospital, I rarely got to see, let alone play with anyone's chest."

"Well, to be fair, not all guys even develop…"

"There's also that," he nodded again as he eyed Andy's milky mounds, which now looked even bigger, and the cleavage between them deeper and tighter as he cradled them, his average-sized hands suddenly looking rather small in comparison.

"I can't say I've ever had the privilege of anyone ever playing with mine," the surrogate shared.

"Not even yourself?"

Andy chuckled as he looked down at his tits. "I wouldn't say I play with them, but like my belly, my tits are kinda hard to ignore, so yes, I do touch myself a lot…"

"Do you, now..?"

He nodded. "I do, but I'm careful 'cause they're super tender as of late, and my nipples are incredibly sensitive, so…"

"So I'll be careful too," Jerry assured.

"Just be gentle till we figure out if I like it?" Andy smiled up at him. "Which…"

"I'm sure you will."

"I am too," he agreed as he broke their gaze and looked around. "But is this really where you wanna do this?"

"Um, yeah?" Jerry frowned. "It's why we got a room and why I'm naked, isn't it?"

"Yes, but we're barely in the room!" His fecund friend laughed, tilting his head towards the door just to his right.

"Oh! Ha… Sorry… Bed? Couch?"

"Let's start on the couch. My back and feet are killing me!"

"Lead the way," Jerry nodded and gestured.

As soon as the swollen surrogate started waddling in that direction, still holding his bra in place with his hands, he fell in line behind him like a happy puppy. Andy made his way deeper into the room at just above a snail's pace, but Jerry didn't mind because he had a great view… There was of course the surrogate's big, bubbled butt to look at, which he most definitely did as it bobbled up and down and also slightly to either side, all while doing its best to gobble up the seat of his too tight briefs, but there was also his belly…

This wasn't much a surprise given all it contained, but even from behind, Andy's pregnancy was (blatantly) visible. With his hands busy keeping his bra somewhat in place, the sexy, slightly shorter surrogate's biggest swell was left without support or stabilization… As a result, it bobbed and swayed with each step, the sight of which finally brought "Little Jerry" to his full potential. Both ginger-studded Jerry's were very much looking forward to seeing their new friend fully in the nude and then, finally having some real fun for the first time in a long time. But also for the first time in a long time, the Locksmith felt a little… unsure?

He shouldn't have, seeing as he was quite literally, a sex professional, but Jerry hadn't had "sex sex" with anyone since he'd had it with Reece. He hadn't even had anything close to just a decent time since all the Covid protocols had been put in place at work… Damn plexiglass and all those idiots who still refused to get vaccinated!

Fortunately, the "hospital-issued" Locksmith didn't have to worry about any of that bullshit now… No protocols, no damn plexiglass or anti-vaxxers… Very quickly, Jerry regained his slightly waning confidence and excitement but then just as rapidly, he realized something that wasn't good, causing him to groan.

"What's… wrong?" A slightly breathless Andy asked, once he'd finished turning himself in front of the couch.

"Fuckin' condoms!" Jerry bemoaned as he threw his head back and looked up at the ceiling. "I forgot to bring some!"

"Well then, it's a good thing I didn't!" Andy said as he adjusted his grip on his tits so his left hand and arm were performing double duty. Right hand freed, he reached up and stroked the ginger Locksmith's meaty left pec reassuringly.

"That is good. At least in theory, 'cause the thing is…"

"You need special condoms, right?"

The Locksmith nodded his confirmation. "Not to brag, but they need to be…"

"Extra-large? Yeah, I noticed…" Andy giggled. "Glad I went with my gut!"

Jerry nodded again. "But they also need to be…"

"Treated with ACT8n spermicide so we don't trigger labor sooner than we want," Andy finished for him again.

"Yeah… You got…"

"I did. A five pack."

"No shit?!" Jerry's face lit up, making Andy's as well, despite his discomfort.

"That doesn't mean we're gonna use all of 'em!" He felt compelled to point out as he slowly circled his hips.

"No, of course not! It'd be amazing if we did, but however many times we…"

"Yeah, it will," Andy interrupted. "I'm sorry, but can I sit? My feet are…"

"Oh, right! Lemme help!" Jerry said as he hurried forward, his toned, furry abs bumping the front of the surrogate's taut, smooth pregnancy with unintended force, causing both of them to grunt as he offered his hands.

Andy took them, happy he hadn't had to ask for a literal hand easing himself down. So happy in fact, he forgot that without his hand and arm in place, there was nothing to keep his bra on… Off it quickly came as very much relying on Jerry, he slowly eased his ass down, sighing in relief as soon as he was off his feet.

"Holy shit…" Jerry said as he looked down at Andy at his breasts, between their still linked hands. "You…"

Following the studly ginger's gaze, the laboring surrogate dipped his chin. "Oh!" He chuckled as he realized Jerry was staring at his bared breasts. "Ta-da!"

Now hard as a rock, the Locksmith found himself at a loss for words for several seconds. Finally, still keeping his eyes trained on Andy's correspondingly sized, tan, primed for nursing nipples, he shook his head, trying but failing to fully recover from the stupor that'd come over him. To be fair, he was a tit guy, and he'd never seen such big, round and beautiful ones in person.

"I… You… They…" he stammered as he relinquished his grip. He came up well short of a cohesive statement.

Andy laughed, causing his recently freed mounds to bounce, making them all the more appealing to the Locksmith. "I know, they're huge too!"

"And amazing!" Jerry gushed, literally, a dollop of shiny pre languidly spurting from his cock. "Can I..?" He asked as licking his full lips, his hands reached back out.

As Andy silently nodded back, he realized his dick was pressing up against his massive pregnancy. He wanted to touch it, to jerk it just a little, but he couldn't… His giant, babies-filled orb was in the way, shelving his apparently, very desirable tits, and (more than) filling his lap even though he'd spread his legs as wide as he comfortably could to try and give it room. He was still in the process of giving his consent when Jerry suddenly moved between his legs, his hairy thighs grazing his belly before he dropped to his knees in front of it.

For the next several seconds, Jerry forgot all about Andy's tits. He'd seen (and felt) a lot of pregnancies as a Locksmith, but only one had come close to rivaling the one now in front of him. Like his chest, Andy's belly was nothing short of amazing.

Even though it completely dominated his lap and was experiencing intermittent contractions, it remained incredibly round. The skin covering it was remarkably free of stretch marks despite all the times it had previously had to stretch, not to mention the fact it was currently so taut that it shined, even under the dim light in the room. Andy's belly and breasts were completely hairless, further adding to his allure.

Crouching there, taking it all in, Jerry realized he was going to have a lot to tell Paul, and he and Andy had barely even started! Fuck a case, the ginger Locksmith owed his very good friend a damn keg!

"So… Do you like it even more now that you've seen everything?" Andy asked with a chuckle.

Jerry looked up at him and nodded. "Oh yeah!"

The surrogate chuckled again but then suddenly winced as another contraction hit. By then, he was a pro at handling them and this time around, they'd yet to get too uncomfortable. Still, he wasn't able to keep his reaction entirely to himself… Jerry noticed right away and quickly stood, Little Jerry trailing across the front of Andy's enormous pregnancy, leaving behind a thick streak of pre-cum.

"I brought lotion with me," he said as he headed for the closet, where he'd stashed his bag.

"Oh..?" Andy replied as he followed him with his eyes.

Jerry nodded and smirked as he made his way back, cock and balls swinging in front of him. "How's a belly rub sound?" He asked as he wagged the bottle of lotion he'd retrieved.

"Like heaven!" The handsome, lightly huffing and puffing surrogate replied as he looked down and out as his clenching orb.

Jerry crouched down between his legs again. After popping open the bottle, he squeezed a generous amount of lotion into his left palm and then held it there so it would warm up. As he waited, he too looked at Andy's belly, watching it warp. He'd seen and felt his fair share of contracting middles, but every time he did, the Locksmith still found himself in awe and wondering what it really felt like? He really, really wondered now, knowing Andy's were probably more intense than most given his load.

"How do you stay so calm?" He asked with a chuckle.

"I guess I'm just used to 'em after all my carryings," the surrogate shrugged, bouncing his boobs. "These aren't bad. Yet…" he sighed as the contraction started to peter off, roughly a minute after it began.

"Still…" Jerry shook his head as he set the bottle down and then rubbed his hands together. "May I?"

"Please…" Andy nodded as he draped his arms over the back of the couch and let his head fall back against it.

The moment Jerry's hands touched his belly, he moaned. The burly Locksmith hadn't even started rubbing yet and already, the laboring surrogate was experiencing pleasure. Plenty of people had touched his belly before, mostly doctors and nurses but of course, sometimes friend, family and even complete strangers, couldn't help but give it a usually uninvited poke or rub. Right away, Jerry's touch felt different.

Other Locksmiths had touched his belly while unlocking him, but Andy had never had what promised to be such an intimate interaction. Had he or Jerry been able to see his dick, they would've seen it was just as hard as the ginger's as it poked against the heavy and unyielding underside of his quadruplet-stuffed belly with all its might.

The warm lotion added to Andy's pleasure and allowed Jerry's hands to easily glide across his vast sphere. Eyes not only closed, but now rolled back in his head as well, the quads carrier hoped they would give him and his new, sexy friend the time they needed to really enjoy themselves before the time came for Jerry to officially do the deed…

"Ohmygod, that feels ah-mazing!" Andy sighed, finally opening his eyes and looking down.

Jerry smiled up at him. "Good, 'cause I could do this all night!"

"Incredible as that would be, that's not why we're here," the surrogate reminded with a wink.

"Oh, I know! Whenever you're ready, we can move onto the real fun!" Jerry winked back.

"Soon," Andy nodded. "But not yet. Keep rubbing!" He smirked.

The sexy Locksmith complied right away. "Like I said, I'm on your time."

"Technically, we're on theirs," Andy chuckled, dipping his chin towards his now even shinier belly.

Jerry kept rubbing. He had to 'cause he had a lot of area to cover. Luckily, the bottle of lotion he'd brought with him was almost full, but not for long… Some ten minutes into his impromptu massage, half its contents now coated the quadruplet-filled surrogate's most massive swell. Shelved atop it, Andy's breasts gently heaved with each breath.

Even though he was in the early stages of labor, the surrogate felt relaxed. His nipples however, did not… Both were erect, primed for sucking or some other form of attention, which Jerry was happy to provide. Having finally rubbed and lotioned all he could reach of Andy's belly, the Locksmith moved a little higher on his knees and then raised his hands, taking a breast in each and causing their bulging, bloated owner to moan again.

He made sure to keep his promise and be gentle as he kneaded and squeezed. Full as they were, Andy's "twins" had more given than his belly, but not much.

"Ahh…" the busty surrogate sighed as Jerry cupped and played with his milk-filled mounds, taking some of their weight off his shoulders and upper back.

"Your chest is seriously amazing," Jerry said, licking his lips and shaking his head as he stared, cock once again twitching in anticipation.

"Y-yeah?" Andy asked, once again finding himself slightly out of breath.

"Hell yeah!" The Locksmith confirmed as he lightly jiggled the milky melons.

"Ooh!" Andy giggled in surprise. "How amazing..? What do you… wanna do with them?" He wanted to know.

Jerry gave a low, deep and throaty grunt before responding, "Everything!"

"Well then what's stopping you?" Andy giggled again.

Jerry was stopping himself. God (babies and contractions) willing, he and the sexy surrogate would have the rest of the night and some of the morning to have fun, but in case they didn't, he wanted to make sure he'd always remember this magical experience. The Locksmith was literally salivating at the thought of teasing Andy's nipples, not just with his fingers, but tongue as well. After several more seconds of gentle groping, he decided to proceed.

The hunky ginger pushed Andy's tits together, amplifying his already abundant cleavage. As he leaned in over his belly, Jerry was careful about how much of his weight he put on it as he puckered his lips and planted a chaste kiss at the top of the deep valley he'd created. Andy's head lulled back as he moaned, then he immediately moaned again, louder this time as after giving him another surprisingly tender kiss, Jerry stuck his tongue out and worked it between his milk-filled mountains.

"Ohmygod…" Andy exhaled as he raised his head off the couch.

His gaze was met by Jerry's, the ginger staring up at him with lustful eyes as he held his breasts together and ran his tongue up and down between them. Both of them were painfully erect, dicks weeping pre, which coated Andy's belly, his the underside, Jerry's the front, just south of his cork of a navel. After a few more warm and wet vertical swipes, the Locksmith moved his tongue horizontally to the right, lusciously dragging it across the surrogate's left tit till he reached its engorged nipple.

"Oh fuuuuuck!" Andy exclaimed, sounding almost drunk. His eyes, still locked on Jerry's, bulged as the ginger teased his super sensitive nub. "Ohmygod!" He moaned again, tossing his head back in sheer ecstasy.

As Jerry ran his tongue around the areola, the surrogate's protruding nub produced a large and shiny drop of off-white breast milk. The Locksmith lapped it up as it was still emerging, causing himself and Andy to moan, he at the warm and creamy, slightly sweet taste, Andy because his tongue and kneading, squeezing hands felt so damn good…

A couple more circular licks were all it took to get the milk from Andy's left breast flowing freely. Jerry did his best to lap it all up like a cat, but his tongue had trouble keeping up with the ramped up output. The busty surrogate obviously had more than enough milk, but Jerry didn't want it to go to waste, especially since it tasted so good… He adjusted his grip, moving his left hand from the right side of Andy's right tit to its nipple, which he toyed with between his thumb and forefinger. He took the surrogate's now profusely leaking left tit by its warm, bloated underside in his right hand and gently squeezed it, making it bulge even more, giving him even greater access to the nipple which he latched his lips around and started sucking from.

"Oooh…" Andy moaned.

Jerry moaned as well, his muffled by the nipple and milk filling his mouth. Andy's milk was thick, creamy, warm and delicious. With his lips suctioned around the abundantly producing areola, the Locksmith had no problem keeping up with its output anymore. In fact, he increased his efforts, applying more suction, coaxing milk out at a more rapid rate.

"Yesssss…" Andy sighed.

Having been pregnant so many times before, of course he'd expressed milk in the past, usually starting about a month or so before he gave birth. While giving birth, more often than not, milk would spill from his chest, but never before had Andy had it sucked from it. He liked it. It felt good.

Looking down at Jerry suckling away, he wondered for the first time what his milk tasted like? He could've just asked, but he decided to find out for himself… Andy took his right arm from the back of the couch and reached down to take that breast in hand. Jerry, whose eyes had been closed, opened them and looked over as Andy's nipple slipped from his fingers. Still sucking on the other, he watched in surprise as the laboring surrogate lifted his tit and tilted it up so the nipple was aimed at his mouth, which he lowered towards it.

The Locksmith and surrogate both moaned again as the latter latched on. In the heat of previous moments, Andy had sucked and/or licked his partner's nipples, but never with the intent to draw milk (not that any of his partners had ever been producing any, but still.) Also during prior times, he'd played with his own chest, toying and teasing it while his partner worked and focused on other parts of his body but again, never for the reason he was now.

Andy's bloated body shuddered and his cock throbbed as his erect nipples and engorged breasts sent incredible sensations through his racing mind. Was he really about to suck his own breast? Try his own milk? Yes, he was…

"Holy fuckin' shit!" Jerry yelped once he'd popped Andy's nipple from his mouth. So… intrigued and turned on, he forgot to stop sucking, promptly earning himself a splash of milk to the face. He didn't mind.

Blushing again, the quad-carrying surrogate chuckled against his own flesh. As he did, he got his first taste of his milk in the form of the few drops his mouth had collected. Andy wasn't a big fan of milk in general, and hadn't had any ("traditional" cow or "alternative") to drink since he was a teen. He used creamer in his coffee (decaf, when he was pregnant, of course) and put (cow) milk in his cereal, but it'd been years since he'd had any milk to drink and never any he'd produced…

Andy was pleasantly surprised. Enough so that he gave a strong suck. He was immediately rewarded with a warm mouthful of milk, far richer and thicker, and slightly sweeter than any he'd ever tasted before.

Still incredibly intrigued and now also even more aroused than he'd already been, Jerry somewhat came to his senses and resumed his own, very personal tasting. For the next couple minutes, the only sounds in the room were those of the men's sucks, swallows, and occasional moans and groans as they filled their respective bellies with the freshest milk either had ever had.

Locksmith and surrogate both knew more about pregnancy than the average person… At some point in their careers, both had learned nipple stimulation and breastfeeding could stimulate contractions, but unfortunately, neither recalled this pertinent bit of information till it was too late. Many, many unexpectedly enjoyable (both in taste and sensation) self sucks in, Andy's next contraction hit, roughly a minute and a half sooner than his last had.

Not only did it hit sooner, it hit harder, to the point it startled him… With a loud grunt he quickly followed with another and then a grimace, the surrogate jerked his head back, popping his nipple from his mouth. Like Jerry, Andy hadn't had the chance to stop sucking, reducing his flow before releasing his nub, so he too got a surprisingly powerful spurt of breast milk to the face, which he minded but was unavoidable.

After Andy had taken his tit to himself, Jerry moved his left hand down to his giant pregnancy. As he continued sucking down breast milk like he'd never have the chance to again (which current provider excluded, would probably be the case till all the damn protocols were lifted and he got with someone feeling particularly frisky,) the Locksmith moved his hand all around the surrogate's belly, sometimes gently pressing against it but mostly rubbing. Jerry's meaty palm was firmly planted somewhere around the lower right side of the quad-filled globe when the contraction hit, so he felt it right away.

As soon as he did, he wasn't surprised by Andy's pained reaction, because it felt like a strong one. As the giant belly clenched and churned under his hand, still sucking away, he belatedly realized why. Immediately, Jerry pulled back from Andy's nipple, earning himself more milk to the face, which he promptly wiped away as he straightened up.

"Nipple stimulation!"

"Huh?" Andy grunted out before falling back into the rhythmic breathing he'd resorted to for the first time that night.

"Nipple stimulation and breastfeeding can stimulate contractions!" Jerry shared with a nod as he wiped a drop of milk he'd missed from his chin.

"Shit…" Andy groaned and rolled his eyes. "I knew that, but…"

"Me too…" Jerry admitted with a chuckle. "But I…"

"Worth… it…" the surrogate huffed out.

"Yeah?" The ginger asked, skeptically raising his brows.

Andy nodded. "They're stronger now…"

"And closer together…"

"But still not… bad," he shook his head. "But we should…"

"Stop, huh?"

He nodded again. "For now. Maybe we can again… later?" He smiled and shrugged, the contraction beginning to taper off.

"So you liked it, huh?" The Locksmith chuckled.

"A lot!" He giggled back as he looked down at his heaving, leaking breasts.

"So I guess it's safe to say you're a fan of your milk too?" Jerry smirked.

"Yes…" Andy blushed.

The burly ginger grunted. "Watching you suck yourself was so fuckin' hot!"

"Yeah?" The surrogate giggled as he brought his hands to either side of his belly, feeling the four babies he was carrying move beneath them.

"Hell yeah! I… you… You're amazing!"

"Consider the sentiment mutual!" He winked up at Jerry.

"Thanks,"' the Locksmith smirked, obviously pleased with himself. "You sure you're OK..? If you want, we can…"

"No, not yet!" Andy quickly cut him off. "Not really at least, though I would like it if we moved things to the bed and started heading in that direction…"

The request was music to Jerry's ears. "Ready when you are!" He nodded as he stood and offered his hands.