Ethan x Layla x Heather

After a quick trip back to the city, Heather packed up her things and properly moved to Green Valley.

The decision, while questioned by many at first, was quickly rationalized as her and Ethan getting back together. After all, the break-up aside, they had been dating for quite some time, and Ethan did now own his own house there. Indeed, it was Ethan's house that she moved her things into, although her nights were rarely spent under his roof.

Publicly, they played the part of the couple, and while the nature of their relationship was more complicated than that, they didn't find the role to be a stretch.

The truth of the matter was kept a bit more secretive.

Many days and nights were spent with their mistress, **** to her whims and desires. Layla's appetite was insatiable, near definitely a two-person job. Across several candid moments, when her cock was soft and her brain properly working, she expressed guilt for the situation and their current arrangement.

Heather and Ethan would hear nothing of it, more than happy with their lots in life.

When Aaron was home visiting, the dynamic changed. Layla wasn't too keen on her son clueing in on her depravity, so she took a cold shower every night and kept her hands to herself. During these periods, Ethan and Heather played at monogamy. When permitted.

It was only after a few years that their lifestyle was **** to change when Layla got pregnant. A few too many missed days taking her pill had caught up with her. A few short weeks later, Heather also found herself pregnant, but in her case, it wasn't an accident. It was rather mutually decided that Layla shouldn't go through pregnancy alone, and Heather always wanted kids regardless.

While the father of Layla's child wasn't in question between them, the father of Heather's was a slightly different matter. While Layla was the more likely candidate, given sheer volume, it very well could have been Ethan's as well, as he still did finish inside of Heather more than once during the right window. Ultimately, after much discussion, they decided not to dwell on it.

"We're going to have to get our stories straight," Layla sighed, sipping her tea. "Can't keep this under wraps much longer."

The three of them sat in Layla's living room, fully clothed, and having a nice lunch while they talked. Despite all being alone, Layla was "off", so the roles they had found themselves in were put on hold.

Ethan looked at Layla's belly. She was four months along, and if you knew what to look for like he did, starting to show. Scratching his head, Ethan shrugged. "I'm not sure how I'm going to tell my parents..."

"I'm not sure how I'm going to tell Aaron!" Layla chuckled shaking her head. "He's going to throw a fit."

"I suppose I should just tell everybody Ethan's the father?" Heather was just about three months in, her belly still flat. "At least outside of the village..."

Layla thinks for a second, then turns to Ethan. "That would be best."

"Yeah," Ethan nods back. Heather's parents and siblings really don't need to know about the dickgirl village. "It's smart."

Sipping her tea again, Layla shakes her head. "You know I can't believe I've got myself into this situation. Again."

Ethan snorted. The details of that story had been recounted some time ago, and history did indeed seem to repeat itself.

As the years rolled on quiet moments like these became the norm rather than the rarity. Children kept them busy, and other commitments piled on. Life didn't so much get in the way as opposed to presented new challenges, ones all three of them tackled together, or at least together as reasonably possible.

Still, when the occasion struck, and it did indeed strike, the three of them would come together and own the roles they had so adored. With Ethan and Heather collared, Layla holding their leash, and more than enough cock to go around, they savored each other and didn't stop for many, many years.

END: Ethan x Layla x Heather