For the next few months we would meet 2-3 times a week and continue our sexual congress. Usually I would go over to her house after Manoj left, but on Tuesdays Manoj would be home, so she would come over to my place with the excuse of going to work. Our sex life was full of passion and the desire to get Sarita pregnant was adding more to our experience. I kept track of her periods and fertility windows and during those days we would have sex like rabbits. During her fertile window she would sometimes stay with me for 8-10 hours and during those days we would never have our clothes on. Whenever I would see her naked ass sway as she walked or whenever she bent down to pick up something and her ass would part giving view to her beautiful love canals I would get an erection and that would start a round of passion-filled fornication. All of our sex sessions would end with me shooting all my cum deep inside her pussy.
A couple of months later Sarita called me one day asking me to come over to her house right away. I was at work that day so I asked if I could come over after work. She insisted I get there as soon as I could, but would not tell me why. I got out during lunch break and took the rest of the day off. As I headed over to Sarita's house I sent her a text that I was on my way. Once there I parked a block away and walked over to her house. I rang the bell, Sarita opened the door in a white tank top and black shorts. Her dark areola was visible over the top, with the nipples poking through them. She let me in and closed the door. I leaned in to kiss her and she responded by kissing me back. Once our kiss broke she asked me to sit in the living room, saying she will be right there in a minute. As I sat down, I noticed something on top of her tea-table, from where I was sitting it looked like a thermometer. I reached for it and as I picked it up I realized it was a pregnancy test, a positive pregnancy test.
As I took it all in, I saw Sarita walk in the room and stand across the room from me. I looked at her and without saying anything we both smiled. I could see the happiness in her eyes. I walked over to her and held her hands and asked her "is it true?" She just nodded yes as I gave her a tight hug. As I embraced her, I realized that although I am overjoyed by this news, I can never call the child mine, as doing so could ruin the life of both Sarita and my unborn child. Sarita looked up at me and said "I'm pregnant with our child." I kissed her and then asked her how Manoj reacted to the news. She said she hasn't told him yet because she wanted to give the news to the child's father first. Hearing her say that gave me so much happiness. I sat back down on the sofa as Sarita sat on my lap like she was straddling me.
As she straddled on my lap, I held her by the waist. She leaned in close and whispered "we should celebrate." as she began to kiss me. I kissed her back, letting my tongue roam inside her welcoming mouth. She held my face with both her hands as she allowed her tongue to come out to play. As our tongues intertwined, I felt her slowly moving her hips, I lowered my hands and was now holding her on her soft ass. I matched her hip movement by squeezing on her ass cheeks. Sarita briefly broke our lip-lock and took off her tank-top, and went right back to kissing. I wrapped one hand around her waist to support her and with the other hand I started to caress her breast. I felt her nipple slowly get hard under my palm as I played with her breast. I cupped her breasts in my hands and started to suck on her erect nipples. As I was sucking her nipples and giving them light licks Sarita started to moan louder.
