The Shape of Things to Come (Hypernaturals 15)

Meet Vera and Jessica

"Mike. This is Vera. Helen mentioned her. She runs a bar out West of town. Vera, this is Mike. He runs a bar in Houston." Mike looked at Vera with some concern.

Vera looked at Mike looking at her. Found his concern humorous. "Honey. You'll be fine. I will not eat you. Maybe. We'll see how that goes. I got in a solid screw today, so I'm feeling pretty mellow. Other than that I got to get a new desk. Seen my kids around here? My boobs ache."

So Vera.

"Catori and Ben are out back, honey. The kids are having games and dinner out there." I explained.

"Oh. OK. Kiss me, and then I'm going to go feed my little ones." She looked at Mike "Did I mention my breasts ache? Do you like Breast milk? Adrian does. Like they say in the commercial: It does a body good. Mostly mine, getting these things emptied. Shit: They are leaking. Gotta go..."

Vera kissed me and headed out to feed the toddlers.

"I wonder why she did not pump at work?" I asked the air. "She has a setup at the office. Fridge and everything."

"You know why, Adrian. She likes them to be drained personally." Angel called from the table. "Me too, by the way."

"Yeah. True." I called back.

Mike looked like the Succubus train hit him. I nodded Vera's way, took his glass to refill. "That's Vera. She is kind of a force of nature sometimes."

"No. Shit." Mike agreed and took his beer and took a hit. "She broke her desk... fucking?"

"Particleboard. What can you do?" I asked. "When Janie and Morgan decided to renew their acquaintanceship..."

"One way to put it." Mike flicked a look back at the table and the pair, holding hands on top of the table now. Things Mike did not expect, nor anyone else: Janie being romanced. My normally super-Het wife is after her. And she is going to get her. And that is interesting. I wonder... this feels a lot like Morgan making up for lost time. Fixing a regret. Janie always got a shorter time than Mike back in Houston. Morgan seems to be fixing that. Given all her regrets from Houston, I suppose that makes sense.

I came back to Mike "Helen assumed that since Janie will be occupied this evening that you might enjoy the hospitality of our resident wild child. Word to the wise? She may not look like a hard body, but the woman trains and could turn you into a pretzel. Not even kidding here. Be very wary. If she decides to take you to bed? Vera is a bit like having sex with the hurricane. Not in the hurricane: With it. Furniture has been known to break. See her office desk for details. Not the first time."

Mike looked at the exit path Vera had taken. "Really?"

"Really... What?" I asked. I laid out more than one thing there.

"Really, you all planned a date for me while my... While Janie is... err... engaged?"

"It is not required. Not for you or her. You two chose. Helen's idea is that the chemistry would be good. My idea is that Helen does not get to decide. If you two do get together, though? If she is still in the mood? You do not work out enough: Vera will leave you in a crumpled heap of former man."

"I literally have no idea what to say to that." Mike admitted.

"Personally? I think after she is done feeding the kids, and comes back in here, dinner is in order for her. She needs to recharge her batteries after work, feeding, and mid-day office festivities. You can chat. Get to know each other. You can decide if you have enough calories tucked away to face the whirlwind. Or if you even want to. If small, compact, gym-trained body looks are your main thing, Vera is not your type. If you get past that, and she decides it's on, Vera will absolutely destroy you in bed. Far more than any woman you have ever taken to bed from the gym. I am not lying here. I know she does not look that way. Her body is more generously proportioned than your standard gymnast, and the baby has made that more pronounced. But the baby has had other side effects and one of them is you would be risking your life."