Yesterday had been yet another wild day. Sailing and snorkeling on the open ocean, and then helping with my tongue while my wife came hard on my boss William's cock. Despite all that, I had gotten to sleep pretty early. I woke up in my bed alone, took a quick shower, and got dressed in some normal office clothes. Monday morning was the first day of remote work. Considering the situation, I was nervous about how things would go, but as it turned out it wasn't bad. I thought it might be awkward to work with William after what had happened, but when he strolled in around ten in one of his usual pressed suits and set up his laptop at the kitchen table across from me things seemed normal. We bantered a bit about some of the usual office drama while I responded to his low priority emails and nagged IT to get us the reports we needed. He stepped out to the patio occasionally for calls with important customers and some of his directors.
Just a regular day at the office.
I thought.
William didn't seem weird, and it was nice having Aria roll in with eggs and coffee for breakfast, and hot sandwiches for lunch. She dressed conservatively like a proper corporate team player to avoid being a distraction, and William and I stayed focused on work.
In the midafternoon William announced he was going out, which was his custom. He asked Aria if she wanted to join him for some shopping, and she agreed enthusiastically. In just the couple days we'd been there she'd already worn most her newest and best outfits, so she just threw on some short cutoff jean shorts and a white sleeveless shirt. Her smooth skin had already been a little bronzed from the tanning bed back in Minneapolis, but just from our day sailing out on the ocean, she was already developing a health tan. I could see a faint outline of her nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt.
Laundry day, and she still looked so sexy
.
Aria gave me a quick kiss and said goodbye, and they left together out the back patio to the driveway.
As soon as the door clicked shut and I was alone, the normalcy of the moment vanished, my thoughts raced as the full impact of the situation set in. It would have been extreme enough that I'd let my beautiful young wife hook up with my rich and handsome VP boss, but that wasn't even the most scandalous part of the situation... William wasn't just having some fun; he had offered my wife get pregnant, and we had
both
agreed.
Oh shit David, what did you get yourself into?
I thought as a moment of sudden panic set in. I had long admitted to myself and her that sharing my wife was a fantasy, but now actually doing it, and the idea came back to me that not only could she get pregnant, she
wanted
to get pregnant by him.
Still in front of my laptop, my suddenly shaky hands opened an incognito Google window, and my hands raced to type in "How likely to get pregnant in one month unprotected".
I swiftly clicked through several results and articles. The bottom line seemed to be that there was around a thirty percent chance of a pregnancy.
That's in the place right between remote odds and a coin-toss
.
This could go either way
.
Aria and I both wanted a family. Some rare auto-immune reaction with my sperm count was making it difficult for me to give her a baby, and I felt bad about that. I might as well just calm down, and enjoy this trip, and see what happens.
Anyways
, I thought,
when she's in her fertile window I'll get to cum in her too, so it could be anyone's child
.
Then I thought of my own brown eyes, Arias green eyes, and William's blue eyes. Another worry popped into my head.
In the incognito browser I swiftly keyed a new search. "Parents eye color baby eye color."
My eyes scanned to a section with one parent with green eyes (like Aria) and one with blue (like William). My breath froze for a moment as I read "fifty percent chance of a blue-eyed baby, fifty percent green",
oh shit, if the baby has blue eyes will everyone know she's not mine?
I scanned the page urgently to find the section with one brown eyed (like me) and one green. "Fifty percent brown, thirty-seven green, and... Fifteen percent blue." I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't even know a brown eyed parent with a green-eyed partner could
have
blue eyes. Right there on google though, it wasn't just possible, it was better than a one in ten chance.
Chill out
, I thought to myself while closing my incognito windows,
nobody has to know about this arrangement
.
I grabbed a Pepsi from the fridge and took a minute to calm down, then continued working. I responded to most of William's emails and tagged a few for his follow-up tomorrow. I got some reports back from IT, and it didn't have some of the information that I thought would be helpful, so I spelled it out for them and sent it back for more work.