Arranging dates.

"So who's first?" I asked, looking down at the color coded calendar.

"Me," Deborah answered. "Starting next Wednesday."

I pulled out my Android smartphone and tapped in my calendar app to remind myself that Deb would be ovulating from Wednesday to Sunday. "Okay, who's next?"

"Conveniently me," Susan chuckled, "from next Friday to Tuesday."

Good thing I was sitting down because I sprang an instant erection with the thought of fucking both women that weekend. However, the reaction on my face gave away my dirty thoughts.

"Honey, remember why I agreed for you to do this," Sam scolded me.

"Yes, sweetie," I replied sheepishly. "So who's the following Monday to Friday?"

"That would be me," Catherine answered.

"So that makes Selina Saturday to Wednesday then," I stated.

"Yes," Selina nodded. She seemed either **** on the idea or anxious on being impregnated last.

"I guess I'll be going over to your house," I asked Deb.

"I'll arrange it with the girls," Sam interjected. I guess after the unsanctioned lunchtime tryst at the motel with Emma, my wife wanted more control of my movements, especially my dick.

"Yes, honey," I responded.

"Good, it's settled," Catherine smiled and raised her teacup. The other women did so as well and cheered. "Thank you, Mike, for giving us hope for having babies!"

"Don't thank me yet until you test positive," I joked, winking at Emma.