Excited? Well I always wanted to be a father, but I did not expect my bride to expand so easily. If this is going to be the way things go with her, that of her getting pregnant every time we fuck, Then there is no amount of remodeling that will make this house work for our family needs. Nor will my brides dowry last forever.
With these thoughts in mind, I settled in at the machine and after perusing the job listings, decided to go with my muse and pursue an Art career disdaining the easier path of re-entering my former medical career. There is more money to be made in Art, besides, I get to paint nude women. Income settled, I then began to look into acquiring a piece of land for Cass and I to build our family homestead.
Choosing to keep this plan secret from her for now, I finally found a nice beach lot in the newly opened up portion of Pleasant Valley South. Hopping in the car, I drove over and met with the realtor. Granted, it doesn't look like much now, but the last of the dowry money will cover the acquisition cost leaving me to only take out a mortgage to cover design, and construction. I thought the table on the beach the realtor had set up to be a nice touch, and with a flourish I signed the purchase and became the first property owner in Pleasant Valley South.
Sitting on the beach in silence I envisioned the structure that would someday exist and allow my family to live a life I never got the chance to experience as a child. With the afternoon wearing on, I drove to Pleasant Valley North and the Architects office, paying them a retainer, and discussing the concepts I had seen in my beach reverie.
Dusk began to settle as I was about to head home after my days excursions when I bumped into Jennifer Burb heading out of the office building after work. As we chatted, she suggested we meet at the new Atomic Nights Bistro that had opened up across the street from the nuke plant. In the mood to celebrate, I agreed. As I drove up, I thought, perfect, this place fits in perfectly with this part of town, I was certain it would become a booming hotspot. How hot this night would be, I wasn't certain of yet, Jennifer seemed as if she had a lot on her mind so I was prepared to be either a shoulder, or something more depending on what she needed.
Sitting at the bar, I listened as Jennifer poured out her tribulations. Offering support at her tale of a worthless husband who only seemed interested in how many children he could father, and of whom she suspected of frequenting that SLUT Brandie's house while Jennifer was out trying to make a comfortable life for them. Keeping my wince at her rant about one of my favorite woman internalized I decided to make a move and see where it would lead. Getting up, I headed out to the porch and asked her if she wanted to dance.
She followed me out and as I turned to take her hands and lead the dance, she moved closer and wrapped her arms around me leaving no doubt as to what she wanted as she pressed her form into mine. It was not long before our clothes were falling to the ground and we stood there naked in our embrace. Leaning her back, I bent down to meet her hungry lips as they parted and then willingly met mine.
Coming up for air, I led her to the convenient bench and sat there with her as we took stock of what we were about to do. Looking at me, she said, "I want, no I need this." "I need to feel desired for something other than the children I can produce." With that, I leaned her back on the sofa and entered her surprised at her state of arousal, and how willingly she accepted my intrusion into her form. Our passion rose in intensity and it occurred to me that for a woman whose main goal in life seemed to be the acquisition of money, she certainly appeared to like to fuck.
Once turned out to be not enough. As we cooed to each other on the bench, she let out a squeal of excitement as she realized my erection was not fading and immediately took my throbbing member back into her pussy. Riding it with a lust I truly had not expected her to posses, she quivered and shook until she managed to drain everything I had stored up from the days activities away from the charms of my bride.
We rose, and as I took her in my arms for a last kiss, she looked me in the eyes, and said "thank you Don, make sure you treat that new wife of yours well, lest she find herself drawn to another's arms as I have been." We parted then and picking up our discarded clothing I watched as she melted into the night.
