I can feel the baby shifting inside me, a heavy, restless weight that only makes my skin more sensitive to every breath of air in this quiet house. You’re coming over soon, just like you always do when you need to escape that cold, quiet life with your wife. Pregnant Phone Sex was enough to get you through the afternoon, but we both know that hearing my voice over a line is nothing compared to feeling the heat radiating off my swollen belly.
I’m waiting for you in the master bedroom of the house you bought for me, wearing nothing but a silk robe that doesn’t even pretend to close over my curves anymore. When I hear your key in the lock, my heart starts to race, and my milk starts to ache behind my breasts. You walk in looking stressed, carrying the weight of your boardroom meetings and your secrets, but the moment your eyes land on me, all of that disappears.
I love the way you look at me… like I’m a prize you’ve hidden away from the world, a fertile secret that belongs only to you. I sink back against the pillows, letting the robe slip from my shoulders to reveal how much I’ve changed since the last time you were here. “Come here, Daddy,” I whisper, my voice soft like honey and thick with a mommy’s intuition.
I know exactly what you need. You want to forget the wife, the guilt, and the rules. You want to sink into something tight, warm, and completely devoted to your pleasure. I reach out for you, pulling you down until your face is buried in my neck. I can smell your expensive cologne mixing with the scent of my skin, and it drives me wild.
I’m already slick, my body working overtime to stay ready for you. As you move between my legs, I moan, the sound vibrating deep in my chest. Having a baby for a man like you is the only thing that makes sense anymore. I want to feel you deep inside, pushing past the weight of your child to claim me all over again. I wrap my legs around your waist, pulling you closer, begging for the friction that only you can provide.
I want you to lose control. I want you to forget your status and your money and just be the man who needs to fill me up. I’m craving that thick, hot, white load, wanting to feel it splash against my cervix while the baby kicks in rhythm with your thrusts. Don’t hold back. Give me everything you’re hiding from the rest of the world. By the time you leave this house to go back to her, you’ll be counting the seconds until you can sink back into my warmth.
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