Just when Donnie thought things were going well, Murphyâs Law hits.
It had been three months since Maryâs birthday party. Things were cool and going along at a leisurely flow. Mary has, since the party, seemed eager to try new cock at any chance she saw. Although she would never do anything without first discussing it with Donnie, she was more open to having sex with other men. Donnie still had control but since he let her remember some of the incidents, she was becoming more comfortable with the idea.
Donnie always remembered what Norm had told him. Be careful, pick and choose your situations. So it had been when he and Mary swapped with Maggie and her boyfriend. On two occasions he had watched Mark fuck the hell out of his wife. Then there was the one time spur of the moment when they were at a club across town. A man had asked Mary to dance and they had invited him to their table. A few hours later Donnie was getting sucked off while the guy fucked Mary in his car.
Donnie was contemplating the tally so far. In five months he had fucked eight women. Mary had fucked and sucked eleven men, although , she only remembered ten. He had also watched his wife eat pussy which really was a turn on. All in all things were pretty good. Their own sexual escapades were great and he never ceased to be turned on by his wife.
Donnie was at work and was daydreaming of Shari Pennington. He was surprised when she didnât show up last time. A young fellow from her company came and said something about Shari being under the weather. He was sure that sheâd be here next time. Donnie looked at the calendar on his desk and today is when she usually came. He had already prepared his vial . His mind wondered back to their last meeting.
âSir, Ms. Pennington is here.â the voice over the intercom stated.
Donnie sat up with a start. âUgh, send her in, please.â
The door swung open and Shari walked in. She extended her hand and her smile pulled him nearer.
âHi, how have you been, Shari?â
Donnie noticed the smile had lost some of itâs intensity. Her eyes looked away.
âJust fine, thank you.â Was the whispered response.
Something is bothering her, thought Donnie. She seems preoccupied and just a little scared.
âPlease, have a seat. Would you like a coffee?â
âYes, Please.â
Donnie thought maybe if I give her a dose I can find out what is bothering her. Glancing at her sitting there, Donnieâs little head started to think. Her gorgeous legs uncovered up to her thighs in the short baby blue skirt quickly gave Donnie a rise.
Donnie poured the coffee and dumped his load into Shariâs and then added the whipped cream.
Setting her mug down on the corner of the desk he noticed that her skirt had inched up and he caught a glimpse of white panty. Her matching jacket covered a white starched blouse that was buttoned even with her cleavage.
Shari took her mug and sipped a couple of times. âIâve never had better coffee. I really look forward to it now. I love the vanilla.â
I was sitting in front of her. I slid my hand up her thigh and played with her bush through her panties. Her thighs opened a little. Her eyes were closed and she was making little mewing noises. I pulled her panty aside and slipped my finger in her hot moist slit. With my other hand I squeezed her ample breast and felt her nipple go stiff.
âCome on Shari, letâs go to lunch.â
We hurriedly took the elevator to the parking garage. I watched her short skirt hike up as she got in the car. Her full bush and plump cunt lips came into view. I had slipped her panties off up in the office. I drove like a madman to the motel.
I tried to calm myself a little in the room. âWould you like a drink, Shari?â
âNo thank you, I canât drink.â
Iâm wondering, why canât she drink. She had a couple the last time she was here.
âWhy canât you have a drink?â
Even under my control, I could tell that something was upsetting her. She seemed to hesitate.
âIâm pregnant.â Her voice quivered.
âCongratulations, thatâs a good thing isnât it?â
âNo itâs not. I donât know how I got pregnant.â
Yeah, right, how do you not know how you got knocked up? Obviously her husband had gotten her pregnant.
âShari, what do you mean you donât know how you got pregnant? What about your husband?â
âMy husband is in the middle east where his company sent him. Heâs building houses and buildings over there. Heâs been over there for five months. Iâm a little over three months pregnant. I havenât been with anyone but my husband since weâve been married.â
She obviously has a boyfriend on the side. She didnât seem to be that type of girl though.
âSo when do you think you conceived?â
âI tried to figure that out. It was some time around the last time I was here.â
BAM! It hit me right in the face. I was pretty sure that I was the one who knocked her up! This was something I hadnât even thought about. Every woman I had fucked so far, it was safe to assume that they were on some kind of birth control. I assumed she was too.
âShari, are you on birth control?â
âNo, I figured since my husband was going to be gone for six to eight months, there was no need.â
Fuck! I had gotten this beautiful black woman pregnant. I had some decisions to make. I could just keep quiet and sheâd never know, but that was the cowardâs way out. I had to let her know.
âShari, you will remember everything we do today.â
I pulled her to me and we kissed long and deep. Our tongues searching for the otherâs. I slowly undressed her and lay her back on the bed. I sucked her nipples and trailed my tongue down her stomach. As I kissed her belly I realized that my seed was growing in her. I finally reached her curly thick bush and let my tongue slide down the length of her slit. I found her clit and gently sucked it in my mouth rolling my tongue all around it. Her ass came off the bed pushing against my sucking mouth. This woman was delicious. Then she was there. Arching her back. I rode her thrusts keeping my mouth on her cunt, flicking and licking her clit. I drank freely of her juice. She filled my mouth with her nectar of the gods. I licked, I sucked, I lapped at her pussy, not wanting to loose one delicious drop of her cum.
I crawled up on top of her and popped the head of my cock into her pussy. She was thrusting up to me, to suck my meat into her cunt. I pushed my dick deep into her. She fucked against me, rubbing her clit against the base of my cock. She was cumming again. I pounded her snatch and fired my huge load into the depths of her love tunnel.
We lay side by side. I looked at her face. âShari, Iâm the one who got you pregnant.â
âHow can that be? This is the first time that weâve made love. Iâm not sure how this happened. Iâve never been unfaithful to my husband.â
âNo, Baby, the last time you were here we fucked up a storm.â âWhy donât I remember that?
âI donât know.â I lied. âIf you havenât been with anyone but your husband since youâve gotten married, then Iâm your guy.â
She lay there digesting this information.
âWhat am I going to tell LeVon when he comes back. Heâll divorce me!â
âThen I take it youâre going to keep the baby?â
âWell, of course.â
âWhen the time comes weâll just have to tell him.â I wasnât going to let her go through this not knowing if Iâd take responsibility.
As we were leaving, my head was in the clouds. I wasnât sure what I was thinking. I was getting ready to back out of the parking space when a familiar car pulled behind me blocking me in. I looked in the side mirror and saw Eileen smiling at me. Before I could react, she was gone. I broke another one of Normâs rules. I let down my guard.
I told Shari that she should tell her husband and that weâd play it by ear.
When I got home that night I was tired and troubled. I didnât see the familiar car in the drive way.
I walked in the kitchen and Mary came over to me and kissed my lips. We have company, Sweetheart. There at the table was Eileen and surfer boy!
Mary said that she had made chicken and invited them to join us. I was informed that my brother John was out of town again.
âIâll be back as soon as I wash up.â I went in the bathroom and jerked off a quick load. I didnât know what this bitch was up to , but I knew it was no good.
I helped Mary get the food ready. We were having mashed potatoes, so I just dumped my load in with the butter and milk. They were pretty creamy. We sat down to eat.
Eileen asked me to pass my plate. âWhite or would you prefer DARK meat?â The smile on her face told me what she was up to.
We ate with light conversation. Surfer boy [Troy] didnât have much to say. The kids finished first as usual and asked to be excused. They both wanted to go next door to finish a school project with our neighborâs kid. I gave them the go ahead.