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That, and the fact that I could have all the fun without any of the hassle of wifely duties. Most men are so stupid they don’t realize that the things they complain about with their wives are all part of adulthood. It’s like they don’t realize that having to take care of a house and kids means that things won’t remain the same as when they were dating.
Dan was different, though. His complaint wasn’t about her not having time for him or any of the other things I’d heard over the years since I was eighteen, at least. Dan was afraid that he couldn’t get his wife pregnant, and so was born my new kink.
He was a pretty standoffish guy, but I’d chosen his class because of the gossip I’d heard hanging around the professors’ lounge. He was on the fast track and would be tenured at a young age, which was a big deal. Plus, he was hot as fuck to look at, and I knew from day one that I was going to fuck him.
Like I said, it wasn’t easy, but I became an ear for him to bend. It wasn’t obvious at first; I was little more than one of the guys in the beginning, always there, made myself available, and was very good at my job which he noticed. It was my easygoing, nonthreatening attitude that got him to open up.
I remember the first day I realized I was getting somewhere, that I was chipping away at his resolve to remain loyal to his vows. “I don’t mean to overstep, but maybe the problem’s not with you. If, say, you got another woman pregnant, you’d know for sure.” I laughed like it was a joke, but the seed had been planted.
After that day, I played on that little fantasy in his head and used his fear to draw him into my web. The first time we fucked, it was in his office at his desk. I climbed onto his cock while he sat in his big masculine leather chair and gave him the ride of his life.
My hot whispers in his ear had him ravenous for my pussy. And when I whispered that I wanted him to fuck his baby into me, I thought he would break his dick off in me. After that, it was easy to get him in my bed and I always ended with some variation on the theme of wanting him to breed me.
You see, I’d fallen in love with his thick cock. It wasn’t as long as some, but the thickness more than made up for it, and I couldn’t get enough of the way he stretched me. He thought we were just playing a game, but the more we played, the deeper he fell.
We’d fucked all over the place, my apartment, his office, and had even taken a few weekend trips out of town while his wife thought he was doing research for the job. My eyes fell away from his, and I glanced at the sheets.
These were the last sheets he’d fucked her on. I’d brought them from his old house along with the bed. In fact, this room was almost a complete replica of their old bedroom. I haven’t washed the sheets or had them washed by anyone else. Though I change them every once in a while, I like to take them out from time to time and fuck on them.
I know where her sex stains are, where mine have mixed with them. Sometimes I roll around on the bed right where she’d cum and get such a thrill that I have to fuck him all day. I wonder what it would’ve been like to have a threesome with her and him; that would’ve been hot.
But since that wasn’t about to happen, this was the next best thing. Maybe one day I'll bring my friend Brandy over to play. Play in her bed. When I looked back at him, he still had that look of anger in his eyes.
I leaned over and picked up a piece of the special chocolate I kept on the nightstand. “Open!” He opened his mouth, and I fed half of it to him before leaning in to nip the other half from his lips. It didn’t take long for the drug that candy was laced with to kick in.
His eyes changed again; the anger was still there, but there was a new light, a light of passion and wanton lust. I didn’t want him thinking about her, not even for a second tonight. Tomorrow, we’d be past this hurdle and things would go back to normal until next year again.
“Pound my pussy. Harder, harder.” He grabbed my hips and pulled me on and off his cock faster and faster until I was screaming with pleasure. I wasn’t worried about the brat waking up because I’d put children’s cold medicine in his milk and knew from experience that he’d be out for the rest of the night.
The baby! He hadn’t been part of the plan either. I would’ve gotten rid of him if not for the fact that I knew he was my meal ticket. My ticket to the kind of life I deserve. A life of leisure and being taken care of.
I have his mom to thank for what I have now. It was she I’d told about the pregnancy before sharing the news with him. I’d found her number in his phone and called crying in a panic and offloaded all my woes onto her. But I knew from my conversations with Dan that once I mentioned getting rid of the kid, she’d fold like a cheap handkerchief.
It wasn’t long before she was my advocate. She was the one who talked her son into letting me have my way in everything, and the more I pushed, the more they caved. Even the wife, which was surprising. I thought for sure she’d have been gone once news of the baby came to light, but that dumb bitch actually stuck around.
I’d made up my mind that I was going to get rid of her one way or another. Dan had stopped fucking me once he found out I was pregnant; he had so much buyer’s remorse that it was hard to get through to him. He, too, was dumb enough to believe that he and his ex were going to weather this storm.
The night she caught us in her bed, nothing really happened. I’d asked him about the phone call after he got off the phone at his mother’s and came up with a plan. I pretended to be too drunk to drive, and his mother was only too happy to suggest he take me home.
In the car I pretended to be sick, to need the bathroom. I made sure we were closer to his place than mine or his mother’s, and since his wife wasn’t going to be home and I was the mother of his child, he took me home.
Once there, I pretended to be the mother of the year. I pinched the kid awake until he screamed and bawled, and of course, as his mother, I couldn’t leave him in such a state. I offered to take him home with me, but it was Dan’s time with him, and he wanted his little boy there with him, so he suggested I stay in the guestroom to be close during the night.
I started off in the guest room, but it wasn’t long before I climbed into his bed with the excuse that I felt uncomfortable in a strange place. Nothing really happened; he was good enough to keep a safe distance between us in the bed, which pissed me off.
I knew from his actions since the baby was born that had I not put my foot down and forbade his ex from having anything to do with my child, the two of them would be playing house right now with my kid. Because he genuinely loved her. He’d even offered to adopt the kid at one point so the two of them could raise him as their own. But there was no way I was going to let go of my gravy train.
I’d enlisted Cecile’s help as the victim in this whole farce. I made her almost hate Amanda because she saw her as the obstacle between her and her grandson. She pushed that poor girl almost to the brink of insanity just to get access to her grandson. So, even though I hadn’t set out to break up a family, it was too late for everyone involved now because I wanted what I wanted.
That morning, I heard the car pull up and guessed it must be her. Dan was still fast asleep, but I had been up for a while wondering how I could get him to fuck me in their marriage bed.
As soon as I heard her feet on the stairs I’d pulled his arm around me and got close with my leg thrown over his as if we’d fallen asleep like that. She didn’t know I was awake and saw her look of shock and hurt when she saw us like that. It was all I could do to keep my laughter contained.
Then Dan woke up and heard her in the closet and went in there after her. I pretended to be asleep when I called out to him about being cold, knowing how terrified he was about either of us getting sick and passing it on to the baby.
It worked like a charm, and now she was gone. I squeezed down around his cock the way I knew would get him off, and it wasn’t long before he was cumming again. I slid off his cock and got on my knees next to him. “Now clean me up; suck all your jizz out my snatch.”
He fell on my ass like a starving man and sunk his tongue in me, licking and lapping like a dog, while I pulled on my nipples and closed my eyes in lust. Once he was done cleaning my pussy of all his cum I leaned over for another piece of chocolate which I shared.
