Breakfast.

"Good morning!" my wife chirped when Deborah and I entered the kitchen.

"Morning, babe, how was your sleep?" Susan asked her wife, giving her a kiss.

Deborah glanced at me before replying with a grin, "I didn't get much."

"Well, there's coffee in the pot," Sam suggested.

"Thanks, sweetie!" I give her a kiss and poured myself some coffee. "What's for breakfast?"

"Bacon and eggs," Sam replied. "Sit down and I'll bring it over to you."

"Fertilized eggs I hope," I chuckled, glancing over at Deborah as we sat down at the breakfast nook.

The girls groaned.

Sam brought over the food and joined us. "I hope you're pregnant, Deb."

"Me too!" she giggled.

"You better be after the weekend!" Susan laughed, smiling at me.

"And your last day of ovulation is tomorrow, babe," Deborah noted, take a bite of scrambled egg.

"Um, any plans for lunch today?" I asked innocently, not missing a beat.

"Good Knight Inn," Susan grinned.

It was a good thing that I was sitting down because I had an instant erection.

"With Catherine," my wife added with a mischievous smirk.

My cock got even harder.