So... what if you do get pregnant?

After a few minutes of labored breathing, the two of us managed to get ourselves into some semblance of order.

"Dammit... Should have brought a comb." Charlotte groaned, desperately trying to groom her hair back into some semblance of order. "I didn't even bring a scrunchy. I... that exit could have been better planned. I didn't even bring my ID."

"I don't think we have enough time to go back." I glanced at my phone and noted the time. I also noticed one small text from Kaila, which merely read. "I Love You. " I also noticed that the phone was sitting at a nice low battery charge. I hadn't brought my charger too. Geez, this is why I needed to not make decisions when I was angry.

I glanced at Charlotte, who looked back at me with a smirk. "No bets today, right?"

"No bets." I agreed. "She just left the I love you."

"Well, send it back, then you can work it out later." Charlotte smiled. "Oh damn I needed that. Helen's wonderful but sometimes you just need... This sounds so terrible, but I just need a cock sometimes. Before I met Helen, I wouldn't have checked with her first. "

We both clambered back into the front seats, and I noticed with distress the condensation that had built up on the windows again. I wiped at it best as I could with the blanket still in the car, which didn't help as much as I'd like since it was still damp from the previous evening.

"Just let it run for a bit." Charlotte spoke, settling into the chair with a satisfied expression on her face. "That felt so good."

"Wait, Helen agreed that you could be with me? When did that happen?" I inquired, trying to remember when that conversation would have occurred.

"First night we were in the cabin. I joked with her about it when we borrowed the bed. She got a little jealous, we had a good time, and then we had a great evening, and I asked her again because she hadn't said no. Second time she said yes. I also told her she could if she really wanted to. She said quote boys are gross. I see how well that one turned out."

"Just like that? Uhm, Charlotte, what if you do..." I wasn't certain how to ask. The fantasy was one thing, but if she really did get pregnant...

"What? What if I do get pregnant?" Charlotte smiled. "OK, yes, there's a chance of it happening. " She nodded and her hand stroked over her stomach which was now covered by the rumpled Hawaiian shirt.

"A chance? How much of a chance?" I asked, trying to keep perspective.

"Well, less if we go get a morning after pill, which we probably should." She nodded. "But... ok, there's a part of me that really, really wants to risk it. I mean... Helen and I, we wanted to get married some day, and it's pretty obvious she's never going to want to have a baby. "

"So, if you do..." I asked quietly, noting that the glass was finally clearing almost to the point where I could drive again.

"I..." Charlotte stopped and looked at me wistfully. "I could do worse. At least you trust me when it counts. I mean, this is all hypothetical, but... I think Helen would like it if you were her stand in on that. You two... well, you two are really good together. I see it, and I know your wife does. I think if she picked anybody to knock me up, she'd probably pick you."

The fog had lightened somewhat when we got back onto the road, and it was possible to see a bit more of the damp overhanging trees and houses in the distance. Occasionally we would pass a concrete turnoff, or a small roadside edifice, but for the most part the slight warmth in the air with the occasional beam of sunshine was pleasant.

"So. Sex talk over... and I'm going to TRY to keep it together, but... We gotta talk about this." Charlotte remarked as we rolled to a stop at the first traffic light next to a gas station on the outskirts of Carmel.

"Ok, we can get the morning after..." I moved to turn the blinker.

"No, not that, what's going on with your sister. What are we actually doing here?" Charlotte remarked. "You walked out of there angry, and you're not going home with her... does she even know you're on vacation?"

I thought about it. Yes, I had mentioned to Imogene that I was going to be taking Kaila on a trip in passing. It had been pretty impromptu, after all.

"Shit. Yes, and she'll probably want to sleep on the couch again. I shouldn't bring her back to the cabin." I objected. "I mean, that's just going to be awkward as hell. Hell, what am I going to tell her when she sees you?"

"I want you to REALLY think about your next words carefully," Charlotte's voice got suddenly cold. "I also REALLY want you to think about what you just said. While you do, think about this, Are you really going to make her go home? You said it yourself that you're not going to pay for the fine, so where's she gonna go?"

I realized I had essentially just told a woman I had just had sex with that I was thinking I needed to lie about what had happened to my sister. I groaned mentally, realizing that I was going to have to think about this pretty hard. What was I going to Tell Imogene about Charlotte and Me, Or Helen and Me for that matter?

"This is why Multiples suck Brent. Right here." Charlotte spoke up calmly. "Because you can hurt me without meaning to, just by trying to do what you always do."