She’d beaten me home by five minutes and was in our bedroom looking over the outfit she’d bought for tonight. “You’re home early.” Will I ever get used to that look that comes into her eyes at the sight of me? The way she drops everything when I walk into a room and sees only me?
She walked over to me, her tummy leading the way. I placed both hands on either side of her mound and leaned in for a kiss. “I missed you buttercup. I like the hair.” She’d had it done in sassy fat curls that bounced around her shoulders and down her back. That one little kiss soon turned into me drawing her into my arms and pressing my growing cock into the split between her thighs.
“Did you eat?” She nodded and swooped down on my mouth again.
“Uh-huh. Roberto sent out for salads and pizza.” Lucky for her I knew who Roberto was. The pain in the ass stylist, who would skin me if he knew what I was about to do to his masterpiece.
“The baby been quiet?” Another nod as I led her backwards towards the bed. I released her lips and helped her sit on the edge of the bed before kneeling in front of her. I slipped her shoes off and she leaned back, watching me as I rolled her leggings down and off her thighs. I lifted the maternity blouse over her round tummy and placed a kiss there before going back to the main course.
I inhaled her sweet scent, which seems to change from day to day, always more intoxicating, before giving her my tongue. She was already wet and I was in a hurry to get inside her, so after just a few deep licks with my tongue I was climbing up her body. I fought with my belt and zipper, released my cock and eased it into her. I growled low and deep at the feel of her hot wet pussy closing around my cockhead and drawing me in.
She was primed as if just hearing me come through the door was enough to get her juices going. What can be more arousing than that? Than having that kind of love from someone like her? “You missed me?” Ha, that was the first time she’d ever said something like that to me without first being prompted.
“I always miss you.” I was still working my cock into her, past her tight folds. “Open up and let me in.” She was in a teasing mood, another first, but I liked it. I bit into her neck as she squealed, opening her legs and letting me get the last few inches of my cock inside. “That’s my girl.”
“Sam don’t mark me, you bad boy. What will you mother think?” Like I gave a damn. I marked her neck and moved onto her chest right above her tit flesh. I hope she planned on wearing a turtleneck or everybody will know what we’ve been up to.
“Lift your leg baby, that’s it.” I pulled her leg higher up on my thigh and twisted my hip so I could fuck deeper. With one hand on her tummy, where it always is when I’m fucking her like this, I planted the other beside her head and stroked hard and long. Her little pussy opened up and swallowed me to my nut sac, and she wonders why I’m obsessed with her. I fucked her hard to get the edge off, before taking her nice and slow. Then I had to drag her out of bed because her horny ass got lazy.
Now we were on our way in the back of our chauffeur driven car, her hand held securely in mine and I was having second thoughts. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Should I tell her that an old flame of mine was going to be in attendance? It’s not like Cecile and I had any kind of relationship, we fucked on and off for a couple of months, no strings attached. But she was one of those types who didn’t want a toy until the other kid liked it.
Whatever. “You look amazing baby.” She did. Her pale yellow dress was a strong contrast to her jet black locks. And the way it fitted over her tummy, hugging her curves, showing her ripe body off to perfection. I could’ve gone for a little less cleavage but I guess there was nothing I could do about it now.
I kept her hand in mine the whole way there as we both looked out our respective tinted windows at the passing scenery. Her hand squeezed mine bringing my attention back to her. “You okay?” I moved over closer and put my hand on her tummy. “Don’t be nervous love, they’re just people. I’m sure they’re all just excited to meet the woman who brought me down.” She gave me a scant, fleeting smile, not good enough.