Chapter Ten: Big Trouble
I moved in with John in Phoenix, saying goodbye to Reno and all the wild fun I had there. Things were going great between John and me. In fact, I was six months pregnant with our first child! The sex has been amazing, and my insatiable man probably enjoyed it even more than I did, my large breasts getting even bigger and my swollen vulva – well, fuck, I thought I came hard before – my sensitivity was off the charts. “You look really good with some extra weight on you,” he’d say. Maybe he had a pregnant fetish, who knows.
Because our good fortune was unexpected, we decided to wait to get married until after the baby came, but meanwhile I had been working for a pretty prestigious firm and making some good money, even more than I was in my previous profession as willing call girl to the lustful gamblers and resort rats of Reno. I looked back that period as one of tremendous growth, culminating in my soon to be marriage. I had a man that loved me so much he was willing and apparently able to forgive all of my history, of which he only knew a part, but enough. As for how we met, well, people meet however they meet. In our case, he was just some burly guy who stuck his cock in my ass as soon as he got my clothes off and double-penetrated me with another dude. It’s funny how things work out.
My boss, Deloise Hampton, was a strong, beautiful woman who was about Connie’s age. Far from being completely over being my own woman and not John’s soon-to-be one and only, I would occasionally find myself attracted to her. However, I had to keep my pants on, not only for the sake of my relationship, but my job. Carnally speaking I was still off the rails a bit, but somehow or another, this girl had to get right. It was also hard to resist all the male energy in the firm. Reminiscing about my first night of unbridled lust with three of my coworkers, which started the fire inside me, was as good as it was going to get. I knew John understood who he was marrying, but I wanted so desperately to be a good, loyal and trustworthy wife.
When I couldn’t handle it I would go into the bathroom and play with myself, careful never to scream when I was coming. That was as good of a girl as I was going to get. I chuckled that if found out I would claim it was a medical condition. I often wondered what was wrong with me…or my libido…even thought I might seek counseling. But all the voices in my head told me to just accept who I was and roll with it. So I was a horny would be MILF. There were worse things in the world I could be. Almost every night when I’d get home John would be waiting for me and he’d welcome me as only he could. Sometimes, if I was tired, I’d just suck his cock. I figured I was well on my way to being a well-kept, fawning wife. But my past was about to come back to bite me in the ass in the worst way.
One Saturday morning our doorbell rang and it was Deloise, along with someone who I never thought I’d see again, Eddie.
“What are you doing here?” my pissed off fiancé said.
“And hello to you too,” Eddie said.
“Well, what the fuck?” John said.
“Wait a minute,” I said, “you two know each other?”
“Oh us? We go way back,” Eddie said.
“College sweethearts,” she said.
This made me think. Was she the one that Connie took Eddie away from? I was more curious than angry. But what did they want?
“Who do you think got you the job at Deloise’s firm?” Eddie said.
Fuck me. He was still pulling my strings. Really?
“We think it’s time you come clean, Wanda,” she said. “After what Eddie told me here and what I know about your future husband, I think it’s long overdue.”
“Wait,” I said. “What the fuck do you know about my future husband? You know him?
I was so fired already I didn’t care.
“Once I found out who you were marrying, I couldn’t stand idly by and let you lie to him or to Eddie. I know from firsthand experience that your man here, well, he couldn’t have gotten you pregnant if he tried. He shoots blanks.”
John’s head hung low. I could see that what they were saying was true. I had no idea. I felt really bad for him, but I was also enraged at the fact that he had fucked my boss. When and how often? It was probably another one of Eddie’s games. John sure liked the older women; first Connie then Deloise. It seemed like I wasn’t the only one with a past. But then I tried to quickly overcome it. What was good for me was good for him. I then felt sad that I couldn’t possibly be carrying his child and that nothing good ever seemed to come from my meanderings.
“And as for you,” Eddie said to me, “how about you tell him about our last night together. When was that exactly? About six months ago I think.”
“John, I swear, it was only one night. It was right before you came back into my life. I was weak. Lonely. I hadn’t had sex in almost five months. I know how much you despise him and I thought I was over him. But it happened. I met him at the resort we used to go to back when he was still married to Connie…”
“I don’t want to hear it,” he said. “So what you’re telling me is that baby inside her is yours? I knew it wasn’t mine, but I didn’t care. Just as long it was anyone else’s but yours!”
“She’ll always be mine,” Eddie said.
John’s response was a right hand to Eddie’s jaw, knocking him off the front step down onto the front yard. It was at that point I fainted. When I woke up, the paramedics were putting me into an ambulance.