I sit at my desk and contemplate if 9am is truly too early for a drink. I know her presence isn’t a coincidence. My mother had to have something to do with this nonsense. Kristine Whittemore. On paper she’s the real deal.In real life, she is unbearable. Her father owns an international company that designs and builds machines for manufacturing. She’s done nothing over the last decade but jet around the globe, collecting various fashion merchandising degrees that she will do nothing with. She’s not even unpleasant to look at. She’s a very pretty woman. But she’s about as deep as a damp napkin and her voice makes Fran Drescher sound like an angel. Kristine tried relentlessly to undermine my engagement to Lydia. Little did she know that my marriage to Lydia was based upon a business agreement. It didn’t matter if Lydia and I were in love. We did fall in love eventually, but it wasn’t always that way. A single knock sounds on my door before Kristine invites herself in. “Oh Matth
I arched backwards and steadied myself with my hands on his thighs as I rode his hard cock up and down while his thumb worked my clit. My tits bounced every time I slammed down the entire length of his shaft. His cock filled every inch of me and was hitting all the right spots. After only a few minutes, I was already coming. In one swift motion, Matthew rolls us over so he’s on top of me. He throws both my legs up over his shoulders and continues to thrust hard and fast before finding his own release and I feel him pulsating inside me. He pulls out and lays down next to me, pulling a soft blanket over top of us. “I have a charity gala next week. I have scheduled an appointment for us to be fitted for my tux and a gown for you.”“Is it like a Cinderella gown or just something black tie?” I ask sincerely. I’ve never been to one of these events before. I’ve only ever heard about them. He laughs and gives me a soft, sweet kiss before answering me. “You don’t need a ball gown if that’s
Never in my life have I been in a place where a pair of shoes cost more than my first car. Rows and rows of luxury brand shoes and dresses line the boutique. It’s all incredibly overwhelming. The assistant brings me 4 dresses to try on based upon my personal style. The first dress is a black satin floor length dress. I hate the stiffness of the fabric and it makes me look sickly pale. The second and third dresses are not even remotely my style so I don’t try them on. I slip into a Tiffany blue fitted strapless gown with a sweetheart neckline. The fabric is slinky and has a subtle silver shimmer to it that reminds me of a light layer of frost on an early fall morning. It’s floor length and has a very slight train. It feels very elegant and I love how it hugs me without being stiff. I love this one and I don’t want to try on others. This is perfect. I come out and the attendant hands me a pair of strappy silver pumps and a set of white elbow length satin gloves. I put them on to
While Audra showers before we go to dinner, I can’t stop thinking about how our afternoon played out. Watching Audra pleasure herself with a toy was exhilarating. I was able to give her a taste of what her fantasy might be like. I almost think I liked it more than she did. Thinking about her perfect ass in the air has me rock hard again. I jump up and join her in her shower. “You just can’t get enough of me, can you.” She smirks, wrapping her hand around my shaft and gently stroking its length. “You know, we are never going to make our dinner reservation if you can’t keep your hands off of me.”“You’re like a drug. I can’t stop even if I wanted to. Just when I think I’ve had my fill, I need a fix again.”She kneels before me as the hot water runs down our bodies. She licks and sucks my hard cock like a melting popsicle on a hot summer day. I place my hands on either side of her head and hold it steady as she takes my entire length. She looks at me with her big blue eyes while I sli
At 4pm, hair and make up artists arrive at the house to get me ready for the charity ball. I told Matthew I was perfectly capable of doing it myself but he insisted on me being pampered. My long blonde hair is pulled off to the side into a long, loose fishtail braid. The make up artist gives me a subtle smoky eye and red lips with a light touch of blush on the apples of my cheeks. I didn’t see it until I put my dress on, and now that I saw it, I can’t unsee it I look like a sexy Elsa. I debate making them change my hair but when Matthew walks in he nearly trips over his own jaw as it hits the floor. He regains his composure quickly and hands me a black velvet box. Inside is a beautiful set of diamond and pearl earrings with a matching pendant. “Matthew, these are gorgeous!” I gasp. They are exquisite. They are a minimalist design but I can see they are expensive. The quality is remarkable. I put on the earrings and he places the pendant around my neck. “You are going to be
I unzip Audra’s dress and help her to step out of it. I gently caress her soft skin and turn her around, kissing her slowly and deeply. I want to savor her. She wraps her arms around my neck and submits to me, opening her mouth and allowing our tongues to intertwine. She unbuttons my shirt without breaking our kiss. We make our way to the bed and I lift her up, lay her down, and remove my pants and shirt before climbing back on top of her. We continue our sweet, sensual kisses. Our bodies become one and instead of our usual sweaty, kinky sex we make love.I gaze into her bright blue eyes and see nothing but pure love and affection. We move together in unison and it feels like our souls are on fire as we finish together. We lie together in comfort and I gently rub my hand up and down her back. Nothing could make this moment more perfect than it is. “I love you.” I whisper and softly kiss the top of her head that’s nestled underneath my chin. “I love you too.” She whispers back.
“You’re sure?” I ask Dr. Milos.“Positive. Your QUANT draw indicates you’re around 5-6 weeks. I want to see you back in 4 weeks for an ultrasound since we don’t know the date of your last period. We will confirm gestational age then.” She says before going over a list of supplements she wants me to start taking. I’m glad she’s giving me a written list because I am hearing her speak but nothing is registering. I feel the anxiety forming a knot in my stomach. How could I have been stupid enough to let this happen? The drive home felt like an eternity. Despite being pregnant with Matthew’s baby, the only person I could think about was Simon. Why am I thinking about Simon? Oh right. Because I’m a fucking idiot and slept with him. My birth control implant often made me skip periods so I didn’t even think twice about it. But then my dumb ass had to go and forget to have it replaced when it expired four months ago. I hadn’t had a period in at least 3 months. SHIT. This means there’s a
“I’m pregnant.”Audra’s words echo in my mind over and over, flooding my mind with panic and images of Lydia lying in my arms, covered in her own blood. Images of my son barely clinging to life while machines help him breathe. The image of the nurse wheeling my son’s body in on a cooling cot so I can say goodbye even though he was already gone. Words escape from my lips and I don’t even recognize the person saying them. The things I say are ruthless. As I bring my hands up and run my hands through my hair, Audra is suddenly on the floor in the fetal position and covering her face and head. I don’t understand what’s happening. The confusion converts my fear and anger into concern. I crouch down beside her and gently lift her up into my arms. Her breathing is rapid and she is shaking in terror. “Why are you shaking?” I ask softly. Whatever just happened has clearly triggered something within her. I hold her tightly and just rock with her until I can feel her body relax. I give her