Chapter 3: All My Problem Solved?
For the next few weeks I thought life couldn't get any better. Dr. Roth, Judith, had freed me from the vulgar Grace Archer and made me her new lover. I didn't care if she called me her big "little boy;" she did know how to keep a boy happy! We held hands when she took me to the theater, poetry readings, or concerts, "grown up" occasions, she called them, teasingly. And afterwards we walked arm in arm into the restaurant for a candle-lit dinner, bringing smiles to people seeing a couple so obviously in love. Judith was also a wonderful dancer, although a busty older woman in a mini skirt with a younger partner always turned heads at her favorite Latin clubs. At home we cuddled on the couch and she necked with her "boyfriend." She read novels to me in bed and I told her sexy stories. Oh, and did I mention, she fucked my brains out morning and night?
I should have known it was too perfect to last. One Friday night I let myself into her house only to find Judith already home and cooking, usually my job. She wore a pink something that didn't hide much of Judith. The best silver was on the table and a bottle of wine was chilling. "What's the occasion?" I asked as she took me in her arms and kissed me hungrily.
"Oh, Mommy has a little surprise," she replied mysteriously. She slipped her hand down onto my fast-hardening cock. "And something tells me you are going to like it!" she giggled. Later, when the grilled swordfish with capers, steamed fresh asparagus and wild rice was gone and a second bottle of wine just a memory, Judith took my had and led me off to bed earlier than usual. I was feeling delightfully woozy and let her undress me and put me to down before she slid under the sheets with me.
Soon I was drowsily nuzzling Judith's delicious tits and she was casually playing with my cock getting me ready for our first fuck of the night when she stopped. "David, my love, don't you hate the pretense, having to make sure no one sees when you come over here or having to leave my house before dawn? Think how much more conveniently we could make love if we lived together openly."
"Yes," I murmured insincerely, quite satisfied, in fact, to have this beautiful, horny woman who gave me all the sex I needed, but with no obligations, "But wouldn' work. 'N affair with younger man could ruin your reputation," I slurred, hardly able to think of anything but the wonderful hard breast I was worrying.
"Around this town it would," she agreed. "But we could run away together. I have a large nest egg and I could re-establish my practice anywhere. We could go somewhere warmer and more relaxed. You could spend more time with your prick in me, trying to keep Mommy satisfied," she grinned down at me.
"But whattabout my job? Couldn't leave m' job." I mumbled, my mouth busy with her hard nipple.
She looked at me and smiled. "Why not? Writing software may be challenging, but the royalties are hardly munificent. I make enough money to take care of you. Besides, ... I don't really like having you outside the house so much of the time. There are too many sexy young women in those high-tech firms. One of them might steal you away from me!" She was gazing at me like a prized possession.
"Must be crazy!" I grunted. Why was she trying to make me talk when all I wanted to do was work on the nipple that was getting nice and pointy.
Judith just laughed. "A little paranoid, perhaps, but why take chances. You are too clever with my tits -- and between my legs -- to loose." She lifted my head and kissed me to get my attention. "No, darling, I've thought about this a lot," she grinned. "In fact, I have made up u mind to keep you at home from now on."
"Quit work and stay home all day? What would I do?" Why wouldn't she let me get back to her titties?
Her eyes twinkled. "Well, there is DSTV and you could write down some of those sexy stories you tell me and post them to Simon's site," she grinned. "You'd have more time to work on your cooking and it would be nice if you kept the house a little tidier." She smiled mischievously as she saw my look of consternation. "But in fact, I have another project in mind that should keep you VERY fully occupied.
"Fully occupied?" I asked apprehensively.
"Yes, inexperienced as you are, I think you are going to have your hands full taking care of a baby."
"Baby? What baby?" I exploded, suddenly wide awake.
"The baby I'm going to have, darling," she grinned. "Your baby. Our baby."
"What do you mean, 'our baby' Judith? This is totally impossible. You can't have a baby!" I objected.
"Oh? And why can't I?" she grinned. "I'm years away from menopause yet. Don't let these few gray hairs fool you, lover. I'm still a very fertile woman. If I hadn't been careful to stay on the pill, you would have knocked me up long ago. You certainly haven't been very responsible about not shooting my pussy full of your potent young jism," she said in mock seriousness.
I was stunned. With previous lovers I had always been very careful to take precautions, never fucking a woman without a rubber. I suddenly realized that for months now I had been fucking Judith ...
"Bareback," she grinned as if reading my thoughts. "But several weeks ago I stopped taking the pill. I have wanted a big family for a long time, but never though I could have one for professional reasons. Now that I have found a wonderful man who I can keep at home to take care of the kids, there's no reason not to get started."
"You mean you are pregnant?"
"Not quite," she smirked. "I probably don't have a bun in the oven just yet, but the oven's nice and hot and waiting for someone to slip in the loaf for cooking," she replied, looking satisfied like a cat about to eat the canary. "I figure I'm in the middle of my cycle this weekend; my womb is ready to make a baby. I checked my temperature this morning and it was up. My pussy had the sticky secretion that shows I ovulated a day or so ago. And I'm feeling sexier than usual, if that's possible, which means my hormone levels are up, too. Looks like I'm perilously ready to conceive, a dangerously fertile woman," she giggled.
"Now if I got careless and let some horny boy put his big cock in me and shoot me up with a lot more than one charge of semen over the next day or so, bingo, I'd be one well knocked up lady!"