Katy snaked a hand to where she and Robert connect, and she began to rub herself at the same as Robert thrusted into her.
“Oh, God,” Katy whispered. “You feel so good.”
Robert merely groaned in response. He stabled himself by pressing his hands on the desk. He exhaled, trying to prevent himself from coming too soon. Her velvety heat accepted every one of his intrusive thrusts. Robert pressed a hand on her thigh, holding open her legs for him. His heart raced in his chest. Katy continued to squirm and moan underneath him. Her stomach and breasts rippled every time he slammed into her. Her sounds were sweet music to his ears.
She continued to tighten around him. Robert felt himself grow harder. Katy gripped his shoulders. Her cries grew louder.
“Come with me,” Robert whispered against her lips.
“Oh, please.” She ran her nails down his chest. Katy tightened around him one final time, throwing back her head with a cry. Robert drove his fingertips into her skin. He stilled, erupting deep inside her. Robert groaned from the satisfaction. Katy smiled at the feeling of Robert filling her completely.
“Fuck,” Robert groaned. “I needed that.” He held himself over her before gently kissing her. Katy shifted, but Robert held her down. “We’re not done yet.” He matched her smile.
For hours, Robert continued to thrust inside her, not wanting to stop unless he knew she would take and grow what he gave her, only resting long enough to calm his heart. It wasn’t until the clock chimed did they get drawn back into reality. Robert glanced at the clock.
“Six o’clock,” Robert murmured.
“Has it really been four hours?” Katy rubbed her hips against his.
Robert chuckled. “Yeah. It seems like it.”
“As much as I’d like to continue, we do have to get going.” She kissed before she stood. Her legs trembled as she tried to balance herself.
“Easy, now.” Robert pushed himself from the sofa. His knees nearly buckled. He pulled up his trousers, tucking in his dress shirt. Katy straightened her skirt, fixed her bra, and buttoned her blouse. She frowned at the torn and missing buttons.
“Guess I have to hike up my skirt some more.” She chuckled and showed him her damaged blouse.
Robert frowned. “I’ll buy you another.” Both of them chuckled. They fell silent for a moment. “Hey.” Katy turned towards him. “I want to be there–.” He cleared his throat. “When you take the test.”
“Sure. I’d want you there as well.” Robert smiled faintly at her. “Can we continue this?”
Robert’s smile grew even wider. “Of course.”
The following days they found themselves sneaking away at every chance they got, in the bathroom, locked away in Robert’s office, alone in a break room late in the work day. Each time Robert came deep inside Katy, leaving them trembling and desperate for more.
Robert had bought Katy a package of pregnancy tests later that week, eagerly awaiting for the day she could test. They only needed to wait eight days for Katy’s period to be missed, and another five days for it to never come.
“Here we go,” Katy said over FaceTime with Robert, holding up the pregnancy test in her hand. Robert paced back and forth in his bathroom. His heart raced, and his mouth went dry. “Now we wait.” She focused the camera on the pregnancy test on the bathroom counter. Katy exhaled. “I’m nervous.”
“Don’t be. I’m here. Either way. Okay?”
“Okay.” They both focused on the stick as one line slowly appeared. Robert held his breath. The second line started to appear and grow bolder. Katy gasped. Robert felt his heart lift higher in his chest. Katy turned the camera back onto herself. “We did it.”
Tears brimmed both of their eyes.
“We did.” Robert cleared his throat. “What would you like to have? I don’t really care either way.”
Katy wiped away her tears. “I think I’d like a boy.”
“A boy?” Katy nodded. “You know, I’ve always wanted a little boy named Connor.”
“Connor. That’s a nice name.”
Robert turned at the sound of a car door shutting. “I have to go. We’ll talk about this some more tomorrow.”
“Okay. Goodbye.”
“Bye.” He hung up, setting the phone into his pocket. He couldn’t help but smile. “A baby. I’m gonna have a baby.” The front door slammed shut. He stepped from the bathroom. “Hey. How was–?”
“Ugh. I don’t have the time to talk right now, Robert.” Linda turned towards him. His face hardened as they stared at each other. Linda sighed. “What do you want to say?”
Robert frowned, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Linda didn’t wait for him to speak before she turned and started for the kitchen. “I want a divorce.”
Linda froze. She turned back towards him. “What?”
Robert straightened his back. “I want a divorce.”