Congratulations Ch. 03

It wasn't his fault of course. Just what he had to do for work. A little more and he'd manage to make the regional sales director position. Another dream of his. So, sure, pumping himself inside of Savannah's butt would have to wait but he was happy to make that trade. And she didn't mind really. So, Tim stifled his excited imagination and walked beside his matured son to the changing room. With no one around, each of the women took a place in front of their respective partner's room and Tim dragged the curtain across before pulling his clothes off.

~oOo~

"Hmm..." Tim stood out with the t-shirt and baggy red shorts. With a wider waist, they sat comfortably and Savannah nodded before sending Lisa away to fetch a different colour.

"How'd they look?" Tim asked, waiting on Noah to step out. As he did, Tim caught Savannah straightening up.

"Looks okay?" Noah opted to step out shirtless, his leaner form accenting the tighter fitting shorts nicely.

"They look amazing, baby~!" Savannah gushed, immediately leaning forwards to close the distance and began feeling around. Her hands roamed the hem, stroking his muscled torso while making small approving noises. Fiddling with the legs, she seemed satisfied and stepped back, staring directly at the one thing that made Tim a bit awkward.

A rather pronounced bulge.

"They're a little bit err... showy on you, son." Tim attempted to nudge at the truth.

"Oh yeah?" Noah rocked his hips a little, looking down at it, and then up at the woman in front. "You think so too, mom?"

"It looks really big..." A delicate hand found her stomach as she looked at the protrusion while Tim awkwardly chuckled. He knew she was close to Noah and incredibly protective of him but it was sometimes a bit hard to hear without squirming.

"It is a bit tight around it, if I'm being honest."

"Can you adjust it a bit?"

"Not really, I'm already like pushing."

"..." His wife looked right at Tim. "Let me try."

The older blonde remained silent as he watched his wife approach Noah with extended hands. His son looked at Tim too for a moment, with a curious look in his eye, before the duo disappeared in the changing room. Savannah spared him one final glance and then pulled the curtain across, leaving the rest to Tim's imagination.

Tim had averted his gaze when Noah had his hands around Savannah's chest at the beach but this felt more strange. Before, it was clear Savannah didn't want Tim to intrude on the sunscreen spreading but now it was her taking the action.

"Is that as low as you want it?" Her voice came first.

"I mean, any lower and my ass will be out. Doubt anyone wants to see that." Noah chuckled quietly.

"You'd be surprised."

"Maybe like this?" His son questioned after a second.

"No, they look like they don't fit you right. Here, let me..."

"Are you going to-? Oh..." Tim's ears perked at that. Noah was gifted physically, he knew that. Something the teen had gotten from his mom's side of the family and he morbidly wondered for a second if his wife might catch a glimpse of something she wouldn't want to, just given Noah's natural size.

"..." The room went quiet for a bit, ten, maybe twenty long seconds and then finally, words he flinched at.

"Fuck, you're huge..."

"Shut up, Mom. Just shove it in already."

"I'm trying!" She came back seemingly frustrated. "Stop moving it."

"Come on..."

Tim fought back the urge to speak up, knowing the frustration it'd put Savannah in. After their most recent fight, she stopped him from fucking her and he was keen for that punishment to end but, in the end, he couldn't help it.

"H-Hey, are we okay in there guys?"

~oOo~

"Doing really good, Dad. Almost got it in there." Noah smugly replied as he pushed another thick inch of cock into Savannah's gulping mouth.

"Uckkk..." His slut gurgled quietly, shifting below him as she inhaled his meat. Within seconds of entering the room, he'd forced her down to her knees and she began to kiss his clothed shaft. His anaconda woke and the teen swiftly manoeuvred her so she was kneeling but facing the curtain. He then leaned her back, her spine arching deeply and crudely dropped his dick on her. Savannah moaned and kissed his tip as the teen wrapped one hand around her head and placed the other at her neck. Her lips parted knowingly and then he was sliding inside of her, his heavy nutsack bouncing inaudibly against her forehead.

The sight was honestly incredible and something he was glad she'd sent Lisa away for.

"Maybe just try a different pair?"

"No way Dad." Noah laughed arrogantly. "This pair is perfect." He ground harder against her lips, her soft wet mouth pleasing him in a new sensation.

"Hnng..." Noah huffed a little, bending down to shove his hand inside of her top. The big jugs that he'd fondled this morning were again his as the man they technically belonged to waited outside for him to finish. Noah couldn't deny the sick thrill he got in realising that.

"Babe, you in there?" The teen paused at the voice of his fiancee. "I've got the blue."

His fingers instinctively tightened, gripping Savannah's throat more firmly and in doing so, enticed a surprising hum of appreciation. Still, in the moment, he couldn't process it. Instead, the blonde panicked slightly and began to extract himself. His snake slithered from the hot, moist cave it liked, dragging across Savannah's forehead. The act left saliva and precum across her face and hair but he had little time. With only seconds before Lisa asked the question, he needed to move.

Sticking his head from the curtain, Noah took in his dad and his girl.

"The blue aren't quite the same. They've got this-"

"I don't want 'em. Can you get me the exact-" He breathed deep, as a familiar warm wet sensation found his balls. "The exact one?"

"...I mean, I didn't see..."

"Babe, please?"

"Yeah, o-okay, where's your mo-"

"Lisa, now please. Come on."

"Okay." With a secondary look, and one at the silent Tim, Lisa headed off. Noah spared a second to look at Tim's expression and then delved back into the lewd changing room.

"Ahhh~"

"Fuckk..." He hissed quietly, his jaw dropping at the sight of the naughty woman beneath him, staring up with her tongue undulating in the air, showing off the way she'd been worshipping his balls seconds earlier. Fuck, she was hard to resist. "Come on."

The blonde lifted her from the floor and then dropped the pretence-forming shorts. He grabbed his normal clothes and pushed Savannah in front as he slipped them on. Stroking her side, he towered over her and pushed his weapon into her ass, punctuating his words with his action.

"Look how hot you look with me on you, Savannah." They both stared at her immaculate face, adorned with his juice.

"Yeah, baby?" She whispered hotly too, her nipples protruding and showing blatantly now from her tight maxi dress. The teen couldn't help but use his newfound knowledge, sliding his free hand around her to wrap her fingers at her throat. "Unnghh..."

"You wanna play dangerously, okay. Go out there now. Let him see and then go buy yourself something sexy for me." His fingers tightened at her neck.

"Hmmm... okay." She whimpered submissively but her eyes were wild with excitement. The teen knew then he'd chosen right. She wanted to be fucked, to be dominated, to be owned. And he would happily be the one to give it to her once she came round to his way of thinking about Lisa.

"Go."

~oOo~

Savannah stepped from the changing room with wobbly knees. She hardly worried about her husband seeing her this way. No, it was the way Noah had acted that truly had her weak. He took her, made her please him and knew exactly how to make sure she found pleasure in it too. Like a new toy, he was now testing the parameters. Testing her limits and which buttons he could press to make her wet.

Well Savannah was happy to show him and it was with soaked panties that she came face to face with her husband.

"Okay in there? You, err, took a while."

"It was fine, Tim. You should put those back though." She gestured to the sized-up shorts. She wouldn't have him wearing the same thing, especially when it looked so much better on her baby.

"Oh, right..." He looked down at them and then up at her, specifically her forehead. There was a clear trail of liquid but specifically on her forehead was a rather glutinous, bubble of precum. "You've got a little sweat..."

"Oh, right." She wiped it with her finger and then giggled as she popped that finger into her mouth. Her nippled tweaked and her body heated incredibly at the raw display of betrayal gone unnoticed. She walked away, a delighted bounce in her step. She managed a text then as she watched Tim walk away too and roamed her mouth for remnants of Noah's taste.

You're so bad. I did what you said and he thought it was sweat so I had to lick it up. Can you live with that? You made a sweet little wife swallow your precum in front of her husband?

Savannah smirked at the sluttiness of the message and then her stud came back matching her energy.

Sweet little wives don't throat dick like you.

~ooOoo~

[A Few Hours Later]

Tim entered the classy restaurant with his best shirt on, leading the group behind him, and was glad to hear some conversation flowing. Specifically, between the girls. Sure, Noah was between the two of them and served as the common ground but still, Tim liked to think that Savannah was warming up their would-be in-law. Paying the price of footing the bill for the meal seemed totally worth that and besides, he wasn't about to let Lisa pay despite her being part of the loss in their volleyball game, so this was an unavoidable cost.

The older blonde was helped to their table by a stewardess who seemed to do a double take at the group. It was understandable, Savannah often got them but the stewardess was likely also looking at Noah who was fairly popular. Tim looked back following her gaze and noticed that Noah did have an arm around each woman and it made for a bit of an ostentatious scene.

A man with two women, dressed in flatteringly tight dresses of opposing colours. Savannah in white and Lisa in black against Noah's grey shirt added to a potentially suggestive view.

"We'll send your waiter over shortly." The stewardess advised before leaving him to wait for the rest of the group.

Their chatter shifted to how nice the place was as Noah guided Lisa to sit first. His hand lingered at her lower back in a warm gesture but then it became obvious that his other hand was lingering too, resting comfortably on top of Savannah's ass. Mom and son sat together and, without hesitating, Tim took a seat next to Lisa.

"So, what have you and Noah been up to in your secret relationship all this time then?" He opened jovially, drumming his fingers on the table.

~oOo~

"I'm going to the ladies room." Savannah excused herself just as they finished the meal, dabbing her plump lips with a napkin. The group halted the conversation for a second as she stood and Tim took a moment to stare at the scoop-necked dress and the way she bent over to leave the table. Her boobs looked better than ever.

"...So, maybe like a trip after-"

"Can I ask you something?" Lisa cut him off as Tim tried to continue the conversation.

"Oh, yeah, of course..." He leaned back into the chair, appreciative of Lisa's interest. She really was a nice girl and he wanted to make her feel welcome.

"How'd you meet Savannah?"

"Oh, haha..." He laughed. "That's a long story I think, too long for tonight. But we were basically childhood friends, then the first and only partners..."

His mind drifted back to the early days.

"And she was always like this?" The girl's tone wasn't quite as enthused as he hoped but it made sense.

"No, Savannah is really a very sweet person on the inside..." He tried to play peacemaker as best as he could, phrasing his words in what he thought was best. "She's just protective of Noah and naturally shy..."

"Shy?!" Lisa scoffed, a little rudely he thought.

"Yes, she's shy around new people, right Noah?" The dad turned to his son to find Noah's gaze off in the distance. "Noah?"

"Huh?" The teen looked back for a second then ignored him again and this time Lisa was also looking in that direction.

"What's everyone- oh." He looked in the distance, just near the back where the restrooms were, and found his wife talking with their waiter.

"Fucking asshole wasn't happy with just a tip..." Noah seethed in an uncharacteristic display of anger, his fingers wrapping around the back of Savannah's chair as they all watched.

"Is he crazy? He literally served us for the last two hours with you right here, Mr. Jones..." Lisa chimed in.

"He's not flirting with her, guys. I'm sure it's just a friendly-"

"It's hardly friendly, he's staring at her like he wants her dress melting off!" Lisa added as an impatient tapping began with Noah rapping his fingers against a chair. The duo in the distance continued to talk with Savannah standing steady while the guy seemed to edge closer to her. She was smiling and occasionally laughing but it was harmless.

"...Doesn't seem so shy to me..." Lisa's whined and suddenly he found himself snapping at her.

"Hey, you watch the way you talk about my wife!" Her black eyes were wide in shock, her face a picture of surprise and splashed with a deepening blush. So, his wife couldn't even talk to someone without being judged now. The older man felt a tinge of guilt at shouting at the girl but more than that he felt empowered, like he'd protected Savannah. Still, worries crept in as the silence held for a few seconds and he turned to find some support. "Right, son?"

They both looked to Noah, Lisa presumably for help from her fiance, and both found an empty space. Two pairs of eyes tracked across the room and found Noah storming up to his mother. An arm swung out, wrapping around Savannah's trim waist and pulling her tight to his frame, before words were exchanged. The waiter instantly became smaller and backed up a bit.

"What is he saying..." Lisa muttered quietly while they watched. Tim couldn't hear either but visually Noah seemed to be in full blown fight mode. His back was as straight as possible, giving him a solid six inches on the guy, his right arm was up, creating a divide between Savannah and the waiter, and his jaw was tense. His son was basically growling at the guy and his left seemed to be stroking Savannah's body while he spoke. The waiter took another step back and shook his head furiously before sparing a quick glance at Savannah and then mouthing what looked like...

"Sorry. He just apologised..." Then he was gone, almost running away with his tail tucked between his legs. Expecting them to return, Tim continued to watch but they remained where they were. Words were exchanged between them, their faces close as Noah kept her snug against him still. She smiled, they both glanced back at the table, and then Savannah rose to her tiptoes to give him a little peck. "What the fuck?!"

"..." What the fuck indeed. His wife's lips had just connected with Noah's, only for a moment but it was something he'd never seen before, despite how much Savannah cared for their son. Noah's hand snaked from her waist as he took a step back to the table. She took one towards the restrooms and then it happened. The young teen dropped his hand onto her ass and held steady. A few more words were had and all the while Noah squeezed and pawed at her butt.

"What the fuck?!!? This fucking bitch!" Lisa was even more annoying now, her whiny voice getting shrill and sharp as she shouted on top of Tim's mind reeling.

"Hey, can you control yourself?!" He snapped on her again, his own response to the display gone in place of a reaction to her. He frowned deeply at her outburst.

"Are you kidding me-"

"Lisa!" He silenced her. "I know that you're going to be a part of this family but let me be clear. You're here because of me and my wife and Noah, don't forget that."

They both turned one final time and caught the finale as Noah smirked and nonchalantly slapped her ass, sending her off to her initial target, the restroom.

"I don't know what you think about something like this but there's nothing wrong with it..." His words began to fly out, coming from a place in his mind he didn't fully believe until he began to speak it. "They're close, they've always been close and sure that means that you'll see some things that seem odd but, if you talk to them, you'll understand."

It was true, they were always close and he hadn't had the kind of relationship they did with his own mother but he wouldn't stop them from it.

"Now, you grow up and decide what it is you're thinking when you suggest things about their relationship or call my wife a bitch in front of me!"

"But..." She averted her gaze and he liked the way it made him feel.

"But nothing, little lady. If you want to be with Noah, then you'll need some thicker skin. Savannah has made a real effort, taking you shopping and spending time with you, and you'll appreciate it." Tim punctuated his final sentence with a clearing of his throat. A moment later, the younger blonde arrived, a grin on his face.

"Good job, kiddo."

~oOo~

"See you kids in the morning." Tim smiled as him and his crazy wife shot off in the the taxi while Lisa stood there in shock. Noah was perfect, his face and body and personality and money being everything she wanted, but his family were fucking insane. A slut mom and a stupid, oblivious dad. God, the sooner the vacation was over the better. She'd get back, get some help from the family and move out, as far from the craziness as possible. She'd keep him clear of the influence that she was amazed hadn't ruined him already.

"So this is supposed to be like the best place here..." Her fiance nudged her shoulder as he spoke, taking her hand in his warmly. With the older couple thankfully gone, she was able to focus on her man and what she'd originally thought this trip would actually be about.

"It looks really nice." She smiled at him. "Do you think it'll be busy?"

"Gotta be, right? It's ten now and there's not many places open this late around here. Least, that's what the tour guide said." He was wearing that same dark shirt that fit him so well, the top two buttons were undone and it showcased the top of his chest and that glinting chain around his neck.

"Hey, maybe we should come back with our friends some time? You know, just us and the gang..." She pulled him close and tried not to think that the hand she was currently gripping had been squeezing Savannah's ass an hour ago. He smelt good which helped her move her mind on a bit.

"Yeah, maybe, but what's the point in coming back so soon? We've got to try new things? I mean, how else will we find out exactly what we like..."

"Right..." She agreed. Coming back would just trigger unwanted memories anyways. "Maybe we could go to that place Alina mentioned?"

"...yeah..." Noah seemed distant as they walked and soon they were walking together in quiet contemplation. Spotting a few things, she tried to get into a conversation she'd been waiting for.

"Sooo... now that it's all official..." She broached it broadly, pulling his hand into hers. "I was looking at some ideas for the wedding."

He looked at her and rolled his eyes with a smile.

"No no! I'm telling you, I really did just start looking!" She tugged him closer. "And I figure we need to start saving for it anyways right?"

"Yeah, that's very sensibly put..." Noah agreed suspiciously.

"Exactly so I was thinking, we go traditional but with that venue that was built recently?"

"Is that uh..."

"The Grand! I knew you'd remember!" She beamed.

"Couldn't forget how you lit up looking at it. Obviously hatched your schemes a while ago..." He side eyed her comically earning a jokey jab to his ribs.