Dinner.

I woke up from my nap to find myself alone in bed and it was for the best because my cock was limp and I needed to pee. When I finally emptied my bladder I got dressed and headed downstairs where I could smell my wife's delicious cooking.

"Look who finally decided to come down for dinner!" Sam giggled.

"I can't resist the aroma of your cooking, honey!" I chuckled, giving her a kiss on the cheek as she stirred the pan of fettuccine alfredo pasta. "Do you need help with anything?"

"No, it's okay, we got it," Susan replied as she prepared the green salad.

"Sit down, it's almost ready," Deborah smiled as she took the garlic bread out of the oven.

I went to the wine rack and grabbed a bottle of Chardonnay. I sat down at the dining table to watch the three women in the kitchen. What else could I ask for when I have sex with three beautiful women and they make me dinner so I could replenish my energy to have sex with them again?

"Dinner's ready!" my wife cheered and led her friends to carry the pasta, salad, and garlic bread.

"Mmm.... smells great, honey!" I gave Sam a kiss.

The girls placed big portions on my plate while they had a bit of pasta with their salad.

"Thank you, girls, for making dinner!" I smiled as I started to uncork the bottle of wine. The girls cheered after I popped the cork and poured them the wine (Sam had sparkling water).

While we ate the dinner conversation was naturally around Sam's pregnancy, the lesbian couple's desire to conceive, and babies. I just sat back and at the delicious pasta and sipped the wine.

"Do you want more pasta, honey?" Sam asked. "You need the energy for the baby making tonight!"

"As much as I love your pasta I don't want to pass out from a food coma," I replied.

"Well, you can just lie back on the bed and we can do all the work!" Susan laughed.

"Actually, that's not a bad idea!" I snickered.

"In that case, are you ready for dessert?" Deborah purred.