Rouge The Bat: Mature Goddess

Rouge and Tom have been married for twenty three years and one month
as of this chapter.

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The twins slept in their crib, two small babies silent for the moment.
Tiff sat, reading, watching them. She'd let Rouge or Tom know when
they woke up.

In the home gym, Rouge jogged on the treadmill, keeping a steady pace.
The bat was getting old and she'd gained considerable weight during
her pregnancy, but had managed to work almost all of it off in
spare moments, between Teal, June and Tiff taking turns watching the
twins to let her have time.

"Rouge, babies crying!" came over the intercom. Refusing to waste
even seconds making a response, she ran through the mansion.

"Feeding time. Okay, which one..." The twins wore name bracelets at all
times. "Violette... come here," she said as she lifted the child gently.
As practiced, June removed a bottle of breast milk from the cooler and
placed it in the bottle warmer. One would have to be breast fed, the
other bottle. While it was technically true that women have two breasts,
Rouge found that trying to hold two children upright to feed at once was
physically impossible without help.

It was easier to feed the other one with a bottle.

Tiff turned away, allowing Rouge a bit of privacy to lift up her sports
bra and place the child to her to feed. Testing the bottle temperature,
Tiff removed it and collected the second child. "Rose, bottle time.
Please, stop crying, I have food...!"

"She's four months old, dear."

"I know, but... I think babies can understand us," Tiff said, placing
the rubber nipple in the child's mouth.

"I know this is killing your socializing time," Rouge said.

Tiff responded, "nah. Since we got new employees down in the basement,
the Commander said I could have more time off since I'd be helping you.
And it's not like I'll be having a baby of my own... anyway, they
should be back from the store soon."

Tom had run to the grocery store, Teal and June assisting him, leaving
Rouge and Tiff alone with the infants. Curious, Rouge asked, "Tiff...
I noticed you keep shying away when I feed my kids. If it's bugging you,
you don't have to stay in the room with me."

"Uh..." her face turned red. "It's- it's not that..."

"I think I understand now," Rouge said. "You're not looking because you
WANT to look?"

"AH! NO! I..." Fully embarrassed, Tiff began to stutter.

Trying to ease her mind, Rouge spoke, "it's okay. I think a woman my
age should be happy that the younger crowd still finds her attractive.
Even IF it's from the lesbian side..."

"Rouge, you were my idol as a kid, the reason I even went into the GUN
recruitment office and signed up for a job! You were a kick ass woman
back then, top ranking agent in the field, then you got hooked up
with Sonic and..." Pausing briefly, she finally said, "and I thought
you were very pretty. I know, dumb, right? I just turned eighteen
and you're forty-one!" Taking the bottle away, she burped the child.

"And it's not like- well, I do see a bit of you in June, but that's
not why I fell for her."

"I know. I do appreciate the validation of my beauty, though," Rouge
said, "but don't take this the wrong way, but I'm not interested in you
that way. Lots of reasons. I'm not a lesbian, I'm much older, and I'm
married. Still..."

Shying away, Tiff turned to allow Rouge to burp her child. "They'll
go back to sleep now. Should be a bit quiet for a couple hours...
you two rest, my little angels..." Rising from her chair, Rouge
began to leave the room, stopping suddenly. "Tiff, this is for you.
Just a little reward for all you've done for my family. Don't take
it the wrong way, okay? But do take it." Without hesitation, Rouge
gave Tiff a quick kiss on the cheek. "And if you got any feeling from
that, I'd suggest you find June when she gets home and seeing if she'd
want to have some fun. I'm going back to my workout. Call me if the
twins need me, okay?"

Tiff was unable to speak. Her idol had kissed her on the cheek. Barely
walking straight, she was star-struck, walking to her room. She
opened the door to find June laying on the bed. "Back already?"

"I didn't see you on the way in so I just came in here to crash for
a bit," June said.

"Yeah, we were feeding the twins, so..." Sitting beside June, she took
her hand. "You still got stuff to do?"

"Not anymore," June replied. "Why?"

Leaning in, Tiff said, "wanna get a bit cozy? Just... kissing and
cuddling?" She flipped the lock of fur in front of June's eye.

"Whoa..." June was a bit surprised, but was willing. "Don't know what
got you in this mood, but hey, count me in!"


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Tom's hand reached for the door but Rouge stopped him. "They're asleep
now, let them be."

"Oh..." Tom relented.

She gently pulled on his arm. "You can see them when they've had their
nap. I need some attention right now..." Leading him into their bedroom,
she sat him down, crawling onto him. "Tom... I need to feel sexy again.
I gave birth to two children and I've been working off the pounds I
gained. I've been busy taking care of them. Just for five minutes..."

Rouge slowly kissed him. "We haven't done it in almost a year. You've
been carrying a lot of stress, too. You need this as much as I do."

Sliding his hand down the front of her pants, he said, "if I remember
how..."

"I don't think you'll have any trouble, big boy," she shouted,
unbuttoning his shirt as he gently rubbed her.

"We were too wrapped up with baby stuff, weren't we?" he commented,
squeezing her tits.

"Too much to even play with ourselves? I know..."
Peeling her sports bra off, she let her breasts free. "Tell me these
still look good!"

"I need to be careful with these," he said, "wouldn't want to hurt
them." Gently pinching at the nippled, he continued, "you have two
babies to feed, but... they still look great."

Sliding a hand down her stomach, he felt the softness, thin bits of fat
left over. "Almost gone."

"Thank you," she said. "It's not turning you off, is it?"

"Not you, not ever." Without further words, he slid his hands into her
pants, pulling them down.

"I want it, Tom. NOW!" she ordered, wincing as his hand slapped at
her pussy. Not wasting a second with gentle foreplay, his fingers
danced, rubbing her vigorously. She groaned load. "I need you in me!
This isn't enough!"

"You sure?" he asked, staring at her boobs.

"I'm back on birth control. Now screw me!" Yanking his pants down,
she played with his dick. Rouge fondled and stroked until he was
hard.

"I'm ready, babe!" Tom shouted, pulling her up onto him. Balancing,
Rouge grabbed him, placing the head at her opening, pushing down.
She almost screamed out, forcing it in was almost stressful. "DAAMN!"
Tom couldn't believe it. "How in the HELL did you give birth?"

She commented gleefully, "I think I REALLY overdid it on those thigh
exercises! You like?" He answered by gently smacking her rear. Talking
was just wasting time. Gripping on, Rouge began to bounce up and down.
The bat was horny and ready. "Tom, I-" She was sweating and breathing
hard. "I'm gonna cum!" Rouge had prided herself on quick orgasms but
she was barely started.

He said, "do it!"

Rouge wasn't sure why, but she hit orgasm in less than a minute.
Tom screamed from the force of her muscle contractions, his own
screams almost drowned out by hers. Tilting her head back, she was
able to quiet the shrieks, though her body shook. "My turn now," he
said, flipping her to the bed in a quick motion, turning with her,
keeping himself inside. Rouge lay with her back flat on the bed while
Tom stood upright, thrusting like crazy.

Grunting with full effort from his lungs, Tom balanced a hand on her
clit, teasing it hard. "I'm gonna blow! I'm gonna blow!" he shouted.

She screamed out, "cum all over me! Please pull out and cum on me!"
Yanking back mid-thrust, he was able to pull out, grinding the bottom
edge right on her clit with the next thrust. Rouge screamed out
loud, hitting a second orgasm as his dick rode her clit, squirting
all over his balls as he came, a long stream of sperm firing far,
hitting her breasts. More pumped out, splattering on her stomach and
finally soaking her pubic fur.

"Oh... my..." she stuttered, amazed. "You've been saving that for
a LONG time..."

"That kinda hurt when it came out..." Rubbing the head, Tom knew he'd
be sore later. "Okay, bath time! You needed one anyway but with THAT..."

Reaching for the radio, Rouge clicked to the frequency of June's
receiver. "June, Tom and I are going to take a quick bath. Watch the
twins for us until we're done, okay?"

"Sure thing, sis," came the reply.


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Unlatching the case, Teal polished the GUN-issued pistol. She'd now been
fully weapon-certified on the range. Tom had let her keep it in the
house, provided it was unloaded and any ammunition stored separately.

Grabbing her work clothes, she changed. They'd called her in for a
late shift. Her orders were to sweep the place for bugs and other
planted spy devices. After what she'd gone through prior when dealing
with such threats, it was a task she took seriously.

Collecting the case, she closed her bedroom door. Her parents sat
in the living room with the twins. "I gotta go to work now."

"You be DAMN careful with that thing, you hear me? Tom shouted. The
gun made him a bit nervous.

"Don't worry, daddy," Teal assured, "no bullets. I'll get ammo at work."
Kissing her mother and hugging her father, Teal looked down at her baby
sisters. "They're being quiet for a change."

"Sleeping. You be careful at work, dear," Rouge said.