~Hard rock erection~
When Steve appeared at the door to her mansion, he knew he had no reason to be around if not to pleasure her. But on the contrary, he felt pained the moment he saw her lay on the sofa, all drunk, naked and with massive baby bump.
“Oh gush!” he exclaimed within himself, “When will I own up to this pregnancy? Sooner than now she would put to bed of twins. I am supposed to be a father of twins but I can’t own up to it. I don’t even know how to go about it. She is definitely going to kill me… oh shit! What did I get myself into?” he asked within himself.
Aku was about gulping down more chilled beer when he hastened to her…
“No! No! Enough of the strong drink, boss. Can’t you see you are pregnant?” he snatched the beer from her grip…
She pointed her fingers wearingly at him, “Let me be, Steve, strong drink is for the heavy hearted. Fuck Mr. President… the bitch keeps denying me and this pregnancy…oh …” she stuttered.
“You need to have a wash and then go to bed. It is not the end of the road for you, boss,” he lent forward to carry her in his arms and the joy of fatherhood smiled at him. He was feeling fulfilled as he pictured carrying her on their wedding day. She was pregnant with his twins and nothing better than carrying the mother of his twins. He started thinking;
Wouldn’t things get messy for me?
Would I survive the heat he had steamed up?
And what did fate have for me, considering the fact that Aku wasn’t in love with me?
Soon Steve was carrying her up the staircase, thomping every door that came on his way. When he dropped her in the Jacuzzi, she let a breath of relief. He turned on the water on her and washed her, feeling the pang of guilt each time his hand scrubbed across s her baby bump.
Soon he was applying lotion on her skin while she lay in bed like a kitten.
“I am done, boss. I got to return home. I don’t want you to drink anymore. I will check up on you at dawn,” said Steve at her side.
And about taking a step, Aku dragged him by the arm in a way that depicted longing and discontentment. She smiled at him and he forced a smile.
“For taking care of me, you are going to find a nice bitch that will take care of you too,” she whispered still yet to let go of his arm.
He wanted to tell her that bitch was right in front of him, with a big baby bump that housed his twins. He wanted to tell her these days he had formed habit of moving around with his engagement ring, hoping to propose to her some day after summoning the guts to do so. He wanted to tell her he was going to spoil her with love whether rich or poor, also he wanted to tell her the twins in her womb were his and not Mr. President’s.
“I pity the twins in my womb,” she said, smacked her lips sensually and rubbed him on the arm. “They would never have a father figure. Isn’t it shameful that a grown up, motherfucking bitch like me can’t say who got her pregnant. Am I that daft, uh?”
“You are not daft, boss. Don’t allow circumstances ridicule you. You are a great woman. The twins may not ha – ve,” he stuttered and felt heavy saying what he intended to say, “Have a father figure but you mean a whole lot to them. You need to stay alive and strong…”
He was about going when she pulled him back again.
“You seem to be too busy in your head that you want to return home. Do you still have unfinished studio work?” her voice longed for him with pride and disguise.
“Not any precisely.” His gaze monitored her fingers, rubbing below her baby bump and down to her hairy pussy lips “I – I just want to return home and freshen up . I was damn busy all night, editing your baby bump edition for the week’s papers.”
She scowled her face, the moment a thought hit her in the head, “After this very one there would be no more baby bump edition.” She stilled her gaze and threw it to the wall opposite.
“Why, boss. Baby bump edition has made Sexy Model Newspaper rich and popular. We can’t quit it now…”
“Steve! Steve!” she interjected and pulled him on the arm, “Keep shut, Steve. Everything is not all about money. Haven’t you been reading reviews? Fans rub it on my face. They call me all sorts of names because they feel I cheated on Mr. President. I am done reading my mystery and pain on a daily basis all in the name of journalism. I am done, Steve! – am – “ she broke down in tears and had her face in her arms.
Steve grabbed her into his bosom and nursed her on the hair. As for her sobbing there was no stopping her. Steve had to grab all of her breast and smooth tanned body into his embrace. It only
ended up building his erection and urge to stroke her pussy with his dick.
He grabbed her teary face. It is getting late, boss. I got to go. I will check up on you at dawn…”
“Shhh…” she shut him with her finger on his thick lips, “You talk too much Steve.” She brought his hand on her hairy pussy, “Can’t you see my pussy is unkempt and hairy. If you get to that locker you will see a blade, get it and shave my pussy.” She ordered.
Steve swallowed hard and did her bidding. When he came with the blade Aku lay back in bed , parted her legs, gave him enough room to come between her thighs.
She shut her eyes and bit her lower lips. He had started shaving her.
“Mmm… oh… it tickles,” she moaned, “Once you are done, please suck that cunt.”
“Yes boss,” he replied, staring at her colorless cum drop from her pussy…