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hurried back to the end of the kitchen nearest the bathroom as quickly as I could. As he passed the kitchen doorway I pretended to be just making my way out of the bathroom into the kitchen.
“Did you sneak away to meet me for a little fun?” Anthony asked.
If that is what he wanted to think there was no reason to disappoint him.
“Sure did. I thought we could sample dessert before it was served,” I said, meeting him with a long kiss and a quick squeeze of a more welcomed guest in the front of his pants.
Chapter 6
That night, we stayed at Anthony’s place. For such a tough guy, he was always turned on after a bit of family time. I don’t know if it was because after his grandfather everyone basically catered to him and that made him feel special and important, or if maybe he secretly liked the idea of me and the baby being part of his family.
We were moving into the weekend, so we were both about to be off. The weekend reporters basically covered the week’s highlights and any updates to previously aired stories. If anything major happened, prime time reporters would be called in for special news bulletins.
As he unlocked his door I went ahead and took my shoes off and carried them to the bedroom. Anthony still reflexively pulled out two glasses, and had to pause before pouring scotch in both. Instead, he filled my glass with cranberry juice with a little seltzer.
I sat on my bed rubbing my lower back. After taking a sip of his drink he sat both of our glasses on his nightstand. He took off his jacket and shirt. Then he went to the bathroom. I undressed down to my slip. As I crawled toward the head of the bed I heard him making “mm” sounds.
“My favorite view,” he said.
He was leaning in the bathroom door watching my ass wiggle as I scooted up the bed.
“Are you exhausted from the day or do you think you may have a little energy left for me?” he asked.
“I suppose I might have a little something for you,” I replied.
Pregnant or not, my sex drive always had a full tank.
He dropped his boxer briefs to the floor and his cock visibly hardened as he came to the bed. By the time I got my hands on him he was firm and ready. I stroked his dick and kissed from his lips down his muscular chest. I gave one flick of my tongue to the head of his penis and he gently pulled my head back by the hair.
“I don’t know if you should do that while you’re pregnant,” he said.
“I think I should. Besides, it helps things go more smoothly,” I said, kissing him again.
“I have a better idea,” he said, sliding the spaghetti straps of my slip off each shoulder.
He breathed in deeply as he watched the cream-colored silk fabric slowly lower against the mahogany skin of my chest. When my nipples started to appear he made his “mm” sound again. He cupped both my breasts in his hands and placed a nipple in his mouth.
“Ugh, your nipples are like dark chocolate Hershey kisses. The baby and I may end up coming to blows for your milk,” he teased.
I closed my eyes and let my body relax into his touch. He felt me bending to his influence and laid me back on the bed, still kissing my breasts. He kissed down my body as he slid my slip the rest of the way off. His head lingered at my waist. After the slip, he removed my panties and began to kiss my pussy gently. I immediately began rocking my hips as his tongue penetrated me.
“Oh, Tony,” I
“Did you sneak away to meet me for a little fun?” Anthony asked.
If that is what he wanted to think there was no reason to disappoint him.
“Sure did. I thought we could sample dessert before it was served,” I said, meeting him with a long kiss and a quick squeeze of a more welcomed guest in the front of his pants.
Chapter 6
That night, we stayed at Anthony’s place. For such a tough guy, he was always turned on after a bit of family time. I don’t know if it was because after his grandfather everyone basically catered to him and that made him feel special and important, or if maybe he secretly liked the idea of me and the baby being part of his family.
We were moving into the weekend, so we were both about to be off. The weekend reporters basically covered the week’s highlights and any updates to previously aired stories. If anything major happened, prime time reporters would be called in for special news bulletins.
As he unlocked his door I went ahead and took my shoes off and carried them to the bedroom. Anthony still reflexively pulled out two glasses, and had to pause before pouring scotch in both. Instead, he filled my glass with cranberry juice with a little seltzer.
I sat on my bed rubbing my lower back. After taking a sip of his drink he sat both of our glasses on his nightstand. He took off his jacket and shirt. Then he went to the bathroom. I undressed down to my slip. As I crawled toward the head of the bed I heard him making “mm” sounds.
“My favorite view,” he said.
He was leaning in the bathroom door watching my ass wiggle as I scooted up the bed.
“Are you exhausted from the day or do you think you may have a little energy left for me?” he asked.
“I suppose I might have a little something for you,” I replied.
Pregnant or not, my sex drive always had a full tank.
He dropped his boxer briefs to the floor and his cock visibly hardened as he came to the bed. By the time I got my hands on him he was firm and ready. I stroked his dick and kissed from his lips down his muscular chest. I gave one flick of my tongue to the head of his penis and he gently pulled my head back by the hair.
“I don’t know if you should do that while you’re pregnant,” he said.
“I think I should. Besides, it helps things go more smoothly,” I said, kissing him again.
“I have a better idea,” he said, sliding the spaghetti straps of my slip off each shoulder.
He breathed in deeply as he watched the cream-colored silk fabric slowly lower against the mahogany skin of my chest. When my nipples started to appear he made his “mm” sound again. He cupped both my breasts in his hands and placed a nipple in his mouth.
“Ugh, your nipples are like dark chocolate Hershey kisses. The baby and I may end up coming to blows for your milk,” he teased.
I closed my eyes and let my body relax into his touch. He felt me bending to his influence and laid me back on the bed, still kissing my breasts. He kissed down my body as he slid my slip the rest of the way off. His head lingered at my waist. After the slip, he removed my panties and began to kiss my pussy gently. I immediately began rocking my hips as his tongue penetrated me.
“Oh, Tony,” I
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