Nita could never be quiet even if her life depended on it. It had been a disaster, a very tricky situation to explain to her mother and an unsatisfied wife. One minute I was inside her from behind, the next she couldn’t help her ecstasy. I covered her mouth too late, and her mother was in the room the next second, assuming I was strangling her daughter.
I don’t think they will be inviting over for dinner anyti soon. Well, I had my wife back ho with ; all is well with the world. All except Sam. He has to pay, and I just needed to hit him where it will hurt. I wasn’t mad at him for backstabbing ; I was mad because he hurt Nita and made her think all these years that it was .
He said he loved her; bullshit! I don’t even rember him ntioning her.
I sat in my study looking through the information we had gotten on the shell company Saben. All the funds in the company account had been transferred from Nuro accounts to it. That was where I would hit him first, the money.
I would take it back and buy Nita a private jet with it. The greedy bastard!
"Richard?" Nita called as she entered into the study.
"Yes, babe." I responded and held out my arm so she could sit on my lap.
"Your mom wants to throw a baby announcent party." She sighed.
"I think she just wants to feel useful."
"I know. I don’t mind; I just worry about her health and all. Shouldn’t she be taking it easy?
"All she will be doing is giving instructions. It’s good for her." I answered, still distracted with the numbers in front of .
"Why are you still going through this?"
"I just don’t know why I didn’t see it. Why didn’t I see he was betraying ?"
"Because you trusted him. It’s not your fault."
"I feel so stupid."
She wrapped her arms around and kissed my head. "No, you’re not. Silly, pompous, egotistical, perverted, arrogant, controlling? Yeah, all of that, but not stupid."
"Gee, thanks."
"Anyti, baby," she chirped.
"Really, thank you for helping see who Sam really is." I said. "I am still going to make him pay for hurting you."
"I know." She smiled and kissed my lips.
"Wanna finish what we couldn’t earlier?" She started laughing at the thought of us getting caught by her mother.
"Did you see her face? It was, I can’t believe my daughter is having sex."
"Makes wonder, where do they think the baby ca from?" I asked, laughing with her.
"Manna from heaven?"
I kissed her once more; I had my forever in my arms; nothing else mattered.
"Your boobs are gonna be huge," I murmured excitedly.
"I am going to be huge."
"More for then." I stood up, carrying her bridal style to the couch. I laid her on it and undid her dress buttons, revealing her matching underwear. My sexy wife, all mine and I was proud.
I kissed her belly button. "Hello, baby. I need you to close your eyes for a couple of minutes, uhn. I don’t want you seeing things."
Nita chuckled. I kissed her through her underwear first, flicked it to the side, exposing her flesh, and kissed her there.
I quickly undid my belt buckle and zip, carefully positioning myself over her so as not to put any weight on her stomach.
I entered her slowly and gently, a speed torturous for both of us, but we now had a baby to think about.
"Do you think we need to get your parents a much bigger house so we can have sex and not be worried about anyone hearing us whenever we visit?" I asked, still maintaining the rhythm I began with
"Now? We are talking about my parents now?"
"Well, it’s a reasonable suggestion. I’m still embarrassed from today."
"Oh, shut up, Richard." She grabbed my ass and pushed herself into , speeding up the process.
"Careful, Nita."
"God, Richard, just frigging fuck already."
"Well, the baby is in the way!" I cried.
"You’re nowhere near where the baby is! Stupid!"
"Oh really? Since when are you a doctor?"
"Richard, if you don’t fuck right. It’s going to be a tough birth. The birth canal will be too narrow for the baby to get through."
I couldn’t tell if she was kidding or not, but that scenario didn’t seem pretty.
"Why don’t we just wait and confirm with Dr. Sanders?" I asked, getting off of her.
"Great! Why don’t you ask her how many tis a month we can have sex while you are at it?"
"Jesus! Is it the hormones ssing up your libido, or have you always been a monster? She gave a dirty glare as she buttoned her dress again.
"I’m sorry, Nita. I don’t have any prior experience. I’m just trying to be careful."
"It’s my first ti too, and I learned enough biology to know that it doesn’t work that way."
"I still maintain that we ask a professional."
"Oh, go to hell and tuck your thing in!" She snapped at , pointing at my erection. I laughed and reached for my phone on the office desk; there were a couple of ssages from Gwen, but I ignored them and dialed Dr. Sanders’ number.
"Even if she agrees with , I am not having sex with you until the baby is born," she threatened .
"You just said proper sex helps with the birth canal or sothing!"
"I will just have a C-section. Keep your thing to yourself for the next eight months."
Dr. Sanders picked up at the second ring; we exchanged pleasantries, and I relayed to her the problem. She laughed for a couple of seconds and assured great sex is good for the mother.
"That’s all I needed to hear, Dr. Sanders." I ended the call and turned to Nita, who was still sulking.
"Okay babe, how do you want it? I’ll give it to you anyway you want it."
She shrugged her shoulder. "Not interested anymore."
"Co on, babe. I’m going to be a dad soon; safety has to be my strong forte."
My phone vibrated on the desk; I looked at the caller ID. It was one of my lawyers.
"Right after this call, I am going to rock your world." She rolled her eyes in response, and I laughed as I picked up the call.
"Let’s hurry this up; I’m busy..." As I listened to him speak, the blood drained from my face, and I looked at Nita in alarm.
"What is it?" She stood up and approached .
"there has been a break-in!"
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