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Chapter 18 by hematoma hematoma

What are the Wood brothers talking about?

Mr. Wood won't share you

Gerald gives you a buck toothed grin and waves. You wave back half-heartedly. Anger flashes on Mr. Wood's face and he storms into the house.

"Forget it Gerald," he shouts at his brother. "I said no. I won't hear any more of it. You can stay the night, but that's it."

Mr. Wood grabs you a little roughly by the wrist and drags you into the bedroom. He slams and locks the door behind him once he's inside.

"Listen to me, sweetie," he says, his voice softening. "I know my brother can be an asshole, but he's my brother. I told him he can stay the night. He'll be gone in the morning."

"Okay," you reply. "But what were you fighting about?"

Mr. Wood refuses to discuss it, but you push him.

"Alright," he throws up his hands. "30 years ago my brother and I made a deal. We agreed that we would always share our women as long as they weren't our wives."

"So?" You shrug. "It was a deal from 30 years ago."

"He's always shared with me," Mr. Wood sighs and sits down on the bed. "Angela, Helen, Jessica, even Christine who he went on to marry. He let me do all of them, even when he didn't want to. I've never returned the favor."

You can see the pained expression on Ernie's face and you feel bad for him. The idea of sleeping with his brother is not very appealing. He's actually uglier and older than Mr. Wood, and he was an asshole in the bathroom. On the other hand, you've been craving a new cock to play with...

"I'll do it!" You announce.

"No!" Mr. Wood stands up. "I'm not sharing you with him! Forget it!"

He raises his voice a little, something he almost never does.

"He can tell mom about the baby," Mr. Wood growls. "It will probably kill her and she'll probably take me out of the will, but I'm not putting you through Gerald's little games."

Mr. Wood hugs you tightly to him. You wrap your arms around his neck and press your big belly against his stomach. He pulls away and smiles at you.

"Dinner is almost ready," Mr. Wood says. "I'll set the table. Why don't you come out in a few minutes and sit down. I'll smooth things over."

Do as Ernie wants and let it go? Offer Gerald a deal at dinner? Or...?

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