Snuggle up to him

Careful not to wake Henry you get back into bed, wriggling backwards until your bum presses against his manhood. While you were in the bathroom Henry's dreams must not have been quite as erotic, but the return of your pert feminine bottom starts to revive his erection almost immediately. This time you're a lot more awake and you get a sense not only of the stiffness but also the size of his pole. He's got to be somewhere near Trish in size, and that means he's hung like a horse.

Thinking of Henry's cock makes you horny but thinking of Trish leaves you close to tears. To distract yourself you take Henry's arm and place it on your hip. When you pull his hand to your belly things feel better. A new father touching the swell of your belly, connecting with his baby. While it's not enough to make you truly happy it does lift your spirits. In a few minutes you doze off, exhaustion claiming you once again.

You wake to the smell of bacon. 'Mmmm, that charming hunk!' you think to yourself as you stretch. 'He knows how to make a girl happy.'

Following the smell leads you to a little kitchenette in the farthest corner of the tiny appartment.

"Oh, hey!" says Henry, "You were dead to the world. I didn't want to wake you up."

"I'm glad you didn't. It felt wonderful." With that you stretch again, not really thinking of the effect that could have on Henry. When you open your eyes again he's just snapped his back to the frying pan.

"Are you hungry? I hope you're hungry."

"Oh yeah. I mean with this" you pat your belly "I'm usually at least a bit hungry. But I feel bad eating all your nice food."

"Well, uh, I feel pretty bad for my part of what was done to you."

"Why? I mean you didn't do any of it. You need to blame the bitch on the phone for what happened - unless you want to say you somehow figured out a silicone copy of my lady parts was exactly what you needed to get me pregnant."

"I... still feel bad regardless." He brings over the bacon and starts on some scrambled eggs. He's quiet for a bit as he finishes cooking, then he brings over the eggs and some toast he got from somewhere. "You're the mother of my child. There's this deep feeling, this need inside me, to take care of you."

At that you can't help but sniffle a bit. "Don't start. I mean, I appreciate it a lot, but any really strong feelings right now are probably gonna make me cry, one way or another."

The two of you eat in silence after that. When breakfast is over Henry collects the plates and says "One thing we need to take care of are those clothes."

"Yeah. I can put them in the washer and something from my backpack. Or maybe I could borrow a bathrobe if that stuff got wet too." You realize that after breakfast you should check your laptop and a few other things you brought with you. You did have the sense to pack them deeper inside the pack, mainly to protect against them getting jostled, but you need to make sure the storm didn't ruin anything.

Henry chuckles. "Well there are two problems with that. I don't have room for a washer and dryer, so we'll have to use the laundromat a few blocks over. Also, I don't have a bathrobe. It's just me living here and the last one tore about a month ago. Never got around to ordering another one."

The way he says it tweaks your senses. You look around the kitchen and note the minor signs of damage. The extra old model of fridge, the cupboard door that doesn't close all the way, the two cracked coffee mugs that are clearly still in use. He's probably walking a tightrope with his little adult shop. Your heart catches as you realize how dear that bacon he just shared with you probably was. And with that an idea comes to you "Henry... maybe I could help out around the store."

"Errr, but you're pregnant."

"Sure, but that doesn't stop me from helping. I can certainly run the cash or talk to people about at least some items they're looking at. Last time I remember you mentioning a new web site. Did that ever get off the ground?"

"Well, no, but... wow, I mean that would be really helpful, but this is an adult shop. I mean, even if they don't notice you're pregnant you are going to get looks - at least."

"Right, right." You hadn't really thought about that. You give him an innocent smile. "But I bet having a cute young thing at the cash is good for business."

"Oh it's probably amazing for business. I'm worried about what it's going to do to you."

"I might have just spent a night crying in your arms, but I'm usually pretty tough. Besides, I'm not planning to go out with anyone that asks. I'll just say I've got a boyfriend and that I'm not interested in threesomes or anything else they come up with. Customers will get the message sooner or later."

"How long are you thinking of doing this?"

You lean back against the wall. "Well, I figure I owe you for at least bed and breakfast. I don't know if I can really ever repay you for that shoulder I cried on, but updating your site and maybe on your inventory system can be a start."

Henry goes a little red. "I -uh- couldn't really pay you. I mean, after you work off whatever you think you owe me. Which you don't - it was a gift."

"I'm going to need some place to stay for a while and I don't have very much money, so how about I work during the day so I can sleep and eat here? As long as you want the company." Henry can't help but look down your body as you lean against the wall. You're hardly trying, but you've already got him wrapped around your finger.

"I guess that could work. But still, those clothes. What if you start tomorrow?"

"I've got a better idea. I'll bet you've got a few outfits for the Dragonette, don't you? She became a store mascot after that sale fell through, didn't she? And she is my size." You pat your belly. "Or she's very close. Some of them might be tight, but I can wear the looser ones to start with... or do you think I should wear the tight ones? Bet that will be alright with your clientele."

Henry's jaw drops. You've melted some synapses "I... have a few that might work, but are you sure you want to dress up in some of those?"

"I haven't even seen 'those' yet. If it's too much then I won't, but I think I'll be able to do a good job. It will probably be a lot like cosplay."

"Funny you should say that" says Henry, leading you toward a the back portion of the shop.