I couldn’t help but notice the twinkle in her eye, as she glanced at me upon the word “childREN”.
She was lucky I didn’t take her right then and there.
Over the next few months, my life was absolute bliss. Both women were radiant with their growing bellies, and I couldn’t help but feel proud at watching the two loves of my life nurturing the fruits of our love. Sara was even more of an insatiable nymphomaniac while pregnant, and that was another thing Donna took after her mother.
Oh believe me, there were plenty of challenges and annoyances at being the husband of two pregnant women, but they were more than worth it.
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Well…that was five years ago. I’m now the proud papa of six kids total — three “official” children with my original wife and three secret ones with Sara. With no plans of slowing down, Sara already has a fourth on the way and I’m all too happy to keep putting them in her. Her beauty and sexiness have only increased each time she’s gotten pregnant.
Same with Donna, actually. Her curves started filling out the moment she began carrying, and now, she’s almost the spitting image of her mother. I feel sorry for calling her an 8 before…but Sara’s still slightly better.
And that leaves one last note I’d like to end things on.
Lately, we’ve been getting hints that Donna might have figured everything out. She started giving me subtle winks and devious grins whenever I mention that I’m going to Sara’s house, and Sara once told me that Donna called Sara’s children the “half-siblings” of her own. But when Sara brought it up, Donna said it was a slip of the tongue, and she meant that they were her half-siblings, not her kids’.
So Sara and I have been talking it over and have decided we’ll try a few “tests” to see how much Donna actually knows. It’s a huge risk, but if there’s a chance that we’re right…it’s worth taking. The worst thing that could happen is we inadvertently “out” ourselves to Donna and she finds out anyway. But…if that happens, at least we won’t need to lie anymore and Sara and I would be able to love each other openly.
In a few weeks, we’ll see how things go and…should Lady Luck be kind…there might be another story to tell.