"I was going to change," Jennifer said, blushing. "But I got talking to Daniel and...""Fucking hell, Jennifer... you look HOT!" she exclaimed.Jennifer laughed nervously.She I don't normally?"Stella rolled her eyes and pushed past her into the house. "You know what I mean." Jennifer shoot the door behind her before Stella grabbed her arms and twirled her, taking in the entire outfit. "Jesus, where did you get this? How in the hell have you hid this from your parents? No wonder they got you a babysitter... they go away for one night and you fuck him AND start dressing like... well, like me!" She giggled. Jennifer hadn't noticed, but Stella's outfit was startlingly similar to Jennifer's cloths. Only, the blouse that she had tied just under her breasts looked much sexier than Jennifer. After all, Stella's breast were showing, but her huge globes were nearly popping out. She also had a bra on, and likely panties, and her denim skirt flared out instead of clinging to her ass like Jennife
Jennifer laughed again, relieved. "I'm so excited you don't think I'm a naughty freak!" Jennifer exclaimed."Jennifer? Who are you talking to?"Jennifer turned just as Mr. Harrison opened the screen door and walked out. His mouth dropped open in surprise when he saw Stella and she embracing in the pool. "What's going on?" As if he didn't know.Stella grinned and swam towards the shallower end of the pool. Jennifer watched, her heart pounding as Stella stood up, water cascading down her shoulders and dripping off her breasts as she moved to the edge of the pool. "Hi Mr. Harrison," Stella said coyly. "l'm Stella."Jennifer watched as Mr. Harrison took Stella's body in, though again, his eyes travelled back to Jennifer. "What's going on?" he asked again.His voice was stern, but not in the dominating way that made her pussy drip. In fact, Harrison sounded almost angry. Jennifer looked at him nervously, ducking herself a little further into the water. "We were swimming," she said quietly,
Stella turned her head and whispered something to Mr. Harrison that Jennifer couldn't hear. He laughed a bit before looking at Jennifer. "Come here, Jennifer," he said. Jennifer stepped forward obediently. "Stella, wrap your arms around her. Grab her ass."Stella did as he said, her hands cupping her ass under the water, pulling her a bit closer to her. "Feel that, Stella?" Mr. Harrison said. "That's the kind of girl that gets fucked from behind. Not an ass like yours."Stella moaned, and Jennifer could tell she was enjoying being talked to like that. Mr. Harrison pulled Jennifer's arms away from her and she stepped back again. "Let's go inside," he said as he pulled away from her, turning to exit the pool. Stella looked at Jennifer, her eyes wide and her breast heaving from her breathing."No wonder..." Stella whispered, grinning at Jennifer. She grabbed Jennifer's hand and she grinned back as they got out of the pool, water dripping off their bodies as they stepped onto the patio an
She was so wet that it had already dripped on the chair, and her scent was already filling the room. She could almost taste her sweet juices -- she had licked her pussy many times before, and she knew just how wonderful she tasted.What shocked her most, however, was that her large pink nipples had shiny silver clamps on them. They were attached by a thin chain that was pulled almost taut from the size of her breasts, with another chain attached in the middle that was currently hanging against Stella's flat stomach, obviously meant to be held by someone else. she wondered mildly where Mr. Harrison had gotten them, before remembering he had been running errands, and that he had probably meant those for her. Her pussy throbbed as she wondered what else he had gotten for her."You said you wanted to see her dominated," Mr. Harrison whispered in her ear, sounding concerned. "Is this okay?"She finally turned to face him, smiling widely. "It's PERFECT, Daddy!" she exclaimed, throwing her a
It took a single, light sucking of her clit to push her over the edge and she felt her orgasm rolling through her. Stella's wonderful mouth never stopped, lapping at her juices as her fingers rubbed her pussy. Jennifer held her face close to her pussy as her orgasm rocked through her body, keeping her there until she came down, panting. She pulled away from her and looked up, grinning as Stella licked her lips and wiped some of her juices off her face."How was it?" Jennifer asked, still grinning."Very good," Mr. Harrison answered for her. Jennifer glanced over at him. His hand was on his dick and precum dripped from the tip. He saw Stella looking at him and smiled as he stood. "It was a good show.""I'm glad you liked it, Daddy," Jennifer giggled as he came up to her. He kissed her lightly, his hand resting around her on her ass."Do I get to have a turn with her?" he asked her.Stella moaned, still on her knees in front of them, but neither Mr. Harrison nor Stella looked at Jennife
"You don't have to, baby," he said. "I just want you to feel this."She stood up and crossed the room warily. He grasped her hand gently and pulled it to Stella's ass, which was incredibly warm and had to be stinging like hell. But that wasn't what he wanted -- Mr. Harrison led her hand between her legs and she felt Stella's dripping pussy. She knew exactly how turned on she was -- she rehermber exactly what it was like to be in her position, having been there just the night before. Stella moaned as she touched her and she looked at Mr. Harrison pleadingly. "I never got to give her the treat, Daddy," she said.He kissed her and gave Stella a light swat before helping her off his lap. "Sorry, baby," he said.Jennifer smiled before grabbing Stella, holding her close to her and kissing her full lips. She kissed her back eagerly. Jennifer don't know who did it, but somehow they ended up on the floor, kissing heatedly. Jennifer lay overtop of Stella, between her spread legs, kissing her p
Mr. Harrison collapsed on top of her, pushing her down on the blanket with his dick still inside her. she could hardly tell, just lapping at Stella's cunt until, between the pressure on her body and the pussy in her mouth, she couldn't breathe.Mr. Harrison rolled off her and she moved up Stella's body. She wrapped her arms around her, holding her close to her breasts, and Mr. Harrison came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.They lay like that for awhile, just quietly. Jennifer was warm and comfortable. Stella finally broke the silence with a giggle. "You were right, Jennifer," she said."About what?" Jennifer murmured."Best fucking of my life," she announced. Mr. Harrison chuckled from behind her. "Thank you, Mr. Harrison," she added in a whisper."It was definitely not a problem," Mr. Harrison replied. she laughed and he hugged her closer to him.They lay there for a bit longer, until Mr. Harrison announced that his arm was starting to hurt and Stella mentioned that
Jennifer was touched by his concern. That little voice that kept saying things were becoming "more" kept speaking up and she ignored it fiercely. she pulled herself close to Mr. Harrison and kissed him. He held her as he kissed her back, letting his mouth leave her lips and kissing her neck for a moment before he pulled away. "Lunch," he said, grinning as he stood up and brought food to the table. She hadn't realised he was making food for Stella and her as well.Stella came back from the bathroom and they ate over thier books, chatting about nothing important with Mr. Harrison. They talked for longer than they should have before Mr. Harrison excused himself to the backyard and Stella and Jennifer cleaned the kitchen. They tried to study for a little longer, but ended up talking and just giving up. Not that it mattered to her. History was the only exam she had, and not only was she ready for it, it wasn't until Thursday.Stella had brought the outfit she wanted to wear with her, so t
"Look here, mister, you have to leave here now, or else, I'm going to call the security on you. We are not ready to listen to whatever you have to explain. You can't just come here and cook up a story, then expect us to believe. We are not kids. By the way, Who even gave you the permission to come in here in the first place and disrupt the peace of a woman who has just given birth?""The doctor did....the doctor gave me permission to come in here!" Rothschild replied hurriedly before they got any other second thought. He wiped the tears from his eyes and waited. "The doctor?" The second nurse asked this time. "Yes, the doctor asked that I come in here to see my wife.""She is not your wife, mister. That woman lying there is a single mother and I'd appreciate if you leave here already." The first nurse said sternly to him. Their arguments and noises was disrupting Amelia from having a peaceful rest. It got to a point that Amelia woke up from the sleep. "What....what is going on he
"Amelia?" Rothschild called out as he got closer to her and stared down at her face. He couldn't believe his eyes—he couldn't believe what he was seeing. Amelia had given birth! He rushed to where the child was to see the child that she had given birth to. He held his breath for what seemed like an hour—just staring down at the child who was fast asleep too, with amazement in his eyes. He held himself back from crying. "It's....it's my child!" Rothschild let out, trying to fight back the tears but he couldn't help himself. The child was too beautiful for him to take his eyes off. And the child was equally tiny too. Rothschild wanted to reach down and hold his newborn baby in his arms but the door suddenly opened, disrupting him from touching the child. "Sir, what are you doing here?" It was the nurse who had earlier told him to stay miles away from the ward. "I...I...just came in here to.." Rothschild couldn't seem to find his voice anymore. "Please sir, you need to leav
Rothschild could not contain his joy when he got a response from Amelia the next morning. Although she had not revealed her location to him yet, the contents of Amelia's message made Rothschild leap for another round of joy. Her due date was around the corner and Amelia had wanted him to know that she was going to have their baby sooner or later. "So I'm finally going to be a father!" Rothschild said with excitement in his tone. "When I thought that this day would never come, finally luck has decided to shine its rays down on me." Rothschild said and continued with his preparations to go to the hospital. The result of the test that had conducted on him was finally ready and he had a good feeling that it was going to turn out to be positive. Rothschild ignored Bella's presence still in his home while he walked past her with happiness—he didn't care about anything else, order
"You are impotent, don't you remember and there's the test from the hospital to prove that!" Bella said in response. Rothschild curled his fist into a ball, holding himself back from slapping the hell out of Bella's cheeks. "You bitch!" He roared at her. "I should have known that this is who you really are. Why didn't I know from the start that your heart is darker than night in itself!""How can you speak to me like that. You know it's true, Rothschild, you know what I'm saying is true. Amelia is a liar and a cheat. She got pregnant for another man and now you think that the child is yours?""Be reasonable for just one time in your life!" Bella added. "The only unreasonable person here is you, because you think that I'm a puppet you have your fingertips, isn't that right, Bella?!" Rothschild shot at her but she kept mute. "Answer me, Bella, did you or did you not doctor those test results?!" Rothschild asked,
"Don't you dare put your fucking hands on me, or else I'm going to beat the crap out of you!" Rothschild yelled out in anger. Bella scotted backward in fear, she had never seen Rothschild this angry before and it scared the life out of her. "You lying scum, I don't even know what to call you. You made me send my pregnant wife away from the house and now, I don't even know where to find her!""She wouldn't take my calls or even reply to my text messages and it's all your fucking fault, you bloody bastard!" Rothschild cursed out at Bella who still wore her mask of ignorance. "What...what are you talking about, Rothschild?!" Bella asked, feigning ignorance as she sat still on the floor. "Don't even get me started on that!" He warned. "I want you to go up there, pack everything that belongs to you and get the hell out of my house, I don't want to ever set my eyes on you again, do you understand that?!" Rothschild said and stormed off. "Rothschild please wait!" Bella tried to stop hi
Bella was in shock for almost an hour after Rothschild had left the house. She wanted to run after Rothschild but she found her foot rooted to the ground. "And what was that I had seen in Rothschild's hand, it can't be what I think it is or can it be that...." "No, no way, it cannot be possible!" Bella said aloud to herself, rushing back into her room to change out of the clothes and put on proper clothes but by the time she went outside, there was no sign of Rothschild anywhere, he had already driven away. "No, no, this can't be!" Bella started to panic. She couldn't see what was right in front of her and that caused her to trip over the stairs while she walked. She remained on the floor motionless but clutching her chest tightly. In as much as Bella wanted to deny that she had seen Rothschild walk out of the room with a test results in his hand, so that it would offer her a flicker of hope that Rothschild was not suspecting a thing, it was obvious that the jig was up and soon
"I think you have something up your sleeves, I don't know what it is, but I don't think you've been honest with me lately." Rothschild poked the air in front of her with his index finger. "What...what are you talking about?!" Bella stuttered with a look of confusion on her face. She could see that something was about to go wrong. "Of course, you know what I'm talking about, and don't you dare pretend!!" Rothschild blurted out. Bella could see the seriousness and the anger on his face. "I swear that I do not know what you're talking about!" Bella said as she stepped back. "Alright then, if you do not know what I'm talking about, maybe you should leave this room!" Rothschild said to her. "But...." "No buts, leave now!!!" Rothschild yelled at the top of his lungs, he was already losing his cool at this point. Bella's jaw hung down loos
"You're...you're back!" Bella called out to Rothschild when she saw him walk in through the front door. "Yes, I am!" He replied grudgingly, hurrying up to his room. "Why are you in a hurry, where are you going?!" Bella asked him with raised eyebrows. "It's none of your business, Bella. I don't have the time for this!" Rothschild replied he didn't bother to hide the irritation in his tone as he spoke. "None of my business?!" Bella angrily threw down the magazine she held in her hands and stood up from the couch, knocking the glass half filled with orange juice as she hurried after Rothschild. "And what is that supposed to mean, Rothschild? I am your wife, and I demand to know where you have been and where you are hurrying off to!" Bella yelled out to him. "Look, I already told you that I do not have the time for this; I have a business to catch up with.." Rothschild stopped and turned to respond to Bella who was glazing at him with eyes red as fire. "That does not
Rothschild stopped the car in front of Amelia's mother's house and got down from it without hesitation. He hoped that Amelia would be there and even if she wasn't, her mother would tell him where Amelia was. But if her mother would refuse to tell him, then he would have to find an alternative means to make her tell him where Amelia was. It had been so long since he last saw his mother in law, he didn't know how she would react to seeing him again and in her house. He was certain that Amelia must have told her about the divorce and him showing his face in her house just because he couldn't find Amelia would be like reopening wounds that were already in their healing processes. Rothschild summoned the courage to walk up to the front porch and knock on the front door. "Hello, is anyone home?!" Rothschild asked as he continued knocking on the door. "Hold on just a minute, I'm coming!" He heard a voice from the inside. Rothschild's heart began to pound faster in his chest the m