    Title: Moving Up
    Author:Eskimo1958
    Summary: Jerry meets Sarah in a most unusual way. An interesting romance is born, as
    she first helps him get a job, and then to enjoy her body.
    Keywords: MF, rom, inter, voy, impreg

I was ambling on, minding my own business actually. I never had stuck my nose into other people's issues, unless they fell into me. And, that's how it happened. I was at a small shopping center by the Pyramids on Indy's northwest side. I had just put in a few applications at some stores, hunting for some gainful employment. I had been laid off a week now from a light manufacturing job, and was wanting to keep me busy. That's when I ran into her. Or, she into me. It was at the corner of the complex, and I was stepping from the curb. I saw it too late, the big BMW, as it came to a screeching halt. Luckily, the right front bumper just grazed my knee, as I fell backwards onto my black ass.

I was a bit miffed at first, until I saw her. A white goddess, as she came flying out of the driver side car, a worried look on her face, as he cried out "Oh, I'm so sorry." She crouched down, asking "Are you all right? I didn't see you, and I had no stop sign. I was really trying to be careful." I looked up at the corner. She was right, there was no stop sign, I was sitting up, brushing myself off, muttering some words, now knowing that I was probably in the wrong. Not sure what I said, actually, as she said "Did I hurt you?"

I turned, I really didn’t want too, but I knew I should. She was gorgeous. Lots of blonde curls, and I wondered how someone as small as her could even see over the steering wheel, not to mention the dashboard. Her light-weight jacket covered her up, not allowing me to see what her upper body looked like. But those jeans, they showed her small slender hips well. I said "No, I'm fine. Guess I wasn't paying any attention."

She shook her head, "You scared me, I'm, well, very sorry for what happened." She lifted her head up and looked around. A few people were stopped, checking out the scene.

I rose to my feet, saying "No, just a simple accident. No harm done." I chuckled, saying "I'll try to be more careful next time, Miss."

She sighed, "Well, how about I get you something to drink? There's a Starbucks over there."

I looked over and saw where she was pointing, and I shook my head, and smiled, saying "Ma'am, I thank you, but..."

She stopped me, and she reached over and opened up the passenger side door, saying "No but's. I feel real bad. Get in and I'll take you over there to get something to drink. As she closed the door, she added, "You hungry?"

Yes, but only for what her body might offer. I watched her as she came around the front of her car, as I settled into the fine leather seats of her BMW. She got in, and we drove across the parking lot to the coffee house, and she talked the whole time. I just smiled, chuckling inside. Of course, I was thinking that she was scared, the way she was talking and all. The lady obviously had never spent much time around colored folks much. I sensed her nervousness, as we went inside, causing me to think she was having second thoughts already. Once we sat down with some coffee, she became a bit more relaxed, as did I. After my first sip, she said "I'm sorry, I guess we don't know each others names, do we?"

I smiled, and reached out with my hand, saying "Jerry Rouge."

She took my large black hand in hers, and replied "Sarah Benz." She took another sip, and asked "You sure you don't want a pastry or something?"

I shook my head and said "No, coffee is fine." She smiled, and then looked down at her hands. I chuckled, and said "Don't worry Sarah. I'm not the type to call for a lawyer."

Her face turned red, and she fidgeted, as she tried finding the words, "Well, I, well..."

I laughed, "Yeah, you've probably heard all sorts of horror story's. But I prefer to work for my money. Well, when I'm not laid off."

She said "Oh, you're out of work?" She sighed, "Good thing you didn't get hurt then." Then she asked "Where you laid off from?"

"Norvell, over on Shadeland." I responded.

"They make automotive parts, don't they?" she asked.

I nodded my head yes, saying "I've been there for only a few years. Thought it was a good choice to switch jobs for more pay."

She sighed, god I love that sigh. She looks so seductive when she does that. Of course, at the moment, in my mind she would even look seductive while taking a dump. "That's too bad, I'm sure it's rough on your family."

"Oh, I'm not married." I said.

"No children then, Jerry?" she asked.

"No, none yet." I asked her, "And you?"

She smiled, "Two girls, ages sixteen and seventeen. They both go to one of the local catholic high schools."

"Oh, so you're married." I stated.

Oops, wrong thing to say, as she made a frown, "No, not any more. Not for a few years anyway." Well, looking at the car she's driving, either her hubby's paying for a marriage gone bad, or her family has money. I was betting on a little of both.

I said, "Well, that's too bad."

She shrugged her shoulders, "No, not really."

Now that's interesting. I started to get up, and said "Well, I must get going. I've been hitting the streets for a few days now."

She asked as I got to my feet, "What type of job you hunting for, Jerry?"

I laughed, "Any that pay's me well."

She rose up, and said "Well, I do know someone that might help. If you don't mind me lending a hand. I mean, I don't want to sound too forward."

"No, if you know of something, I would be greatly appreciative." I replied.

She was wearing a big grin, and said "Give me a day or two. I can't promise you much, but I may know of an opening."

I protested "Oh Sarah, I don't know how I would ever thank you if you found something for me."

She giggled, and said "Don't you worry about it, Jerry." We walked out into the cool October air, as she asked "Oh, do you need a ride anywhere?"

I replied, "You've done enough for right now. And besides, I'm going along here and still put in applications."

She opened up her purse, and said "Well, I've a business card here, give me a call in two days. By then I may know of something, okay?"

I took the card, and as I looked at it, we shook hands, as I said "Sure, thanks a lot."

She smiled, turned, and walked to her car. I started down the sidewalk, towards another business, as I read her card. Sarah Benz. Jackson Graphics & Printing. It had her name, a phone number, and what I supposed to be the address of the business, with the location being on the northwest side of the city. I tucked it into my pocket, and resumed my search. A fruitless search, as it turned out. Another two days, and I was feeling a bit dejected. Not a single place had called me back. The previous week, I hit as many factory's as possible. This week, I was hitting all the retail stores. And I was wondering if I had to lower myself to working at a fast food place.

Then, I opened my wallet once I got to my apartment, and I looked at the business card. Well, it had been two days. I grabbed my phone, and dialed the number. A voice on the other end said "Jackson Graphics."

I started to choke, as I asked "Sarah Benz, please."

The ladies voice said "Ms. Benz is in a meeting at the moment, can you leave a message?"

I said "Yes, my name is Jerry Rouge, she had asked for me to call her today."

"And do you have a phone number where you can be reached?" she asked.

I told her yes, and I gave her my phone number, and she said that Ms Benz should be out of her meeting shortly. I sat back into the couch, and waited. An hour went by, nothing. Another hour, and I sighed, knowing that she was probably blowing me off. But then, two hours and thirty-five minutes after I had called, the phone rang. By then, I thought it might have been one of my friends. Or maybe even someone else finally asking me to work for them, as I answered "Hello?"

I recognized Sarah's sweet voice, as she asked "Jerry? This is Sarah. How are you doing today?"

I was all smiles, as I said "Fine, fine."

She said "Listen, I'm sorry it took me a while to call you back, but an item came up, and I had to take care of it."

I said "No problem."

I smiled, when she said "Do you have a way to get to the Northwest side?"

"There's the bus." I replied.

She giggled, "Well, in the morning, can you get here at nine?"

"Sure thing." I said.

"Good, see you here then." She said.

I asked "Um,, Sarah. Do I have a job?"

That wonderful giggle, "More than likely. The, um, owner wants to meet you first."

I said "Okay, I'm cool with that. I'll see you in the morning then."

We hung up, and I sat back into my seat. A big sense of relief came over me. But then, I naturally got worried, thinking that she said I had to be interviewed by the business owner yet. I was a nervous wreck that night, wondering if I was going to get the job or not. I tossed and turned, as I tried to get some sleep. In the morning, I showered, and shaved, and pulled on a nice suite. I also took a small backpack, and stuck in some work clothes, not knowing if I was going to be hired and put to work right there on the spot.

I caught the bus, and spent forty minutes on it as I rode to the northwest side. From the bus stop, it was a short, four block walk to the business, which was located in a industrial park. The building was quite large, as I walked up to the entrance, my backpack on my left shoulder, as I entered the door, and approached the front desk. A young black girl asked "May I help you?"

It hit me, I never asked Sarah who I was to meet. I exclaimed "Yes, Ms. Benz, please. I'm Mr. Rouge, she's expecting me for a nine o'clock appointment."

She said "Have a seat sir." I went to the couch, and sat down, and watched, as she dialed up a number, and I heard her say "Ms. Benz,? A Mr. Rouge is here to see you?" A pause, and she smiled, as she said "Very well, Ms. Benz." She dialed another number "Mr. Jackson, Ms. Benz has a person to see you?" Another pause, and she said "I'll bring him right in, sir." Standing, she said as she came around the desk, "This way, sir."

I left my backpack there, as I got up and followed her a short distance, and she opened a door and in I walked. A man behind a large desk looked up, and he stood and smiled, reaching out with his had, saying "Welcome, Jerry, isn't it?"

I shook and replied "Yes sir, it is." He motioned for me to sit, and he sat down, as he said "Sarah said you're hunting for work?"

Shit, I ain't going to get a thing here. That was my first thought. "Yes, we ran into each other the other day, and she said she could be of some help in finding employment."

He laughed a short laugh, and said "Yes, she told me how you two ran into each other." I sort of felt embarrassed, but he went on to say "Well, my sister was impressed with you from what she told me about her conversation with you." Sister? Oh, well, no wonder she said she might be able to help. "We're a small business, Jerry. We do graphic design and printing for various corporations, non-profit organizations and such. And, we only have less than forty full and part-time employees. However, our holiday season is approaching, and extra help is needed. Now, any idea how long you'll be laid off?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "Not sure, sir. They told me three to four months."

"Well, tell you what. We could use a janitor. I've been using a service, and of late, they just haven't been doing as good a job as I would like. Their contract ran out last month, and I have not renewed it. So if you're willing to do that, I can start you out at twelve dollars an hour, plus of course, health benefits."

I said "Sure, I'll take it."

He said "Good," as he picked up the phone, "I'll have you see Betty, she does payroll and such." He looked at what I was wearing, and said "You might want to start tomorrow."

I smiled, "I brought work clothes, they're in the lobby."

He smiled, "Great." Someone on the other end must have answered, as he said "Betty, come here to my office please." He hung up, and offered his hand, saying "Glad we can help you out. And I hope if you are just here for a few moths that you enjoy yourself."

I shook his hand again, as the door opened, and an older woman came in, and he gave her instructions. That would be my first day with them. For the most part, I just swept, cleaned, and took out the trash. Three weeks went by, and I was putting in five nine hour days Monday thru Friday, and five hours on Saturday. And, each day brought something new. I soon found that I was cleaning machines as well. I even helped a few times with handling the loading and unloading of trucks. Then, one day I drove a delivery. My first month was finished, and Mr. Jackson had me in his office, heaping a ton of praise on me.

Now, all during this, I seldom saw Sarah. But, I heard a lot about her. Most was not nice. It seemed that the only one that gets along with her is her brother, Mister Mike Jackson. And me. The rest of the employees called her a few things behind her back, and none of it was nice. I wasn't fazed, as she got me a job. That Saturday after Mr. Jackson had me in the office, Sarah showed up at the building. I was vacuuming her office, when she came in, and I turned the machine off. She smiled, saying "How's it going, Jerry."

"Just fine, Ms. Benz." I replied with a big grin.

Her head jerked up, a sour look on her face, but it melted into a smile, as she said "Jerry, you can call me Sarah. Please."

I smiled, "Sure Sarah." I then asked "How you doing today, Sarah?"

She frowned, as he took a seat in her chair, saying "Oh, okay." She was looking at some papers, and she said cheerfully, "I hear you're doing quite well here?"

I smiled, "I've enjoyed it so far. Nothing to complain about, as everyone's been fine."

She snorted, "Yes, I'm sure they have." She looked at her watch, and said "Um, Jerry, would you like to go for lunch and a drink?"

I stuttered at first, "Well, I've still work to do here?!"

She laughed "After you're finished, of course."

"Sure, I would like that. In an hour then? I'll finish your office on Monday, if you're going to be working here."

She protested, "No, keep on working here. I've heard you've a schedule as it is."

I smiled, and went back to work in her office, finished it, and went on to another part of the building to work. Naturally I was surprised that she asked me to go have lunch. I said I’ve only seen her at most once or twice a week. And although she would smile and say hello, there was really much conversing, save one time or another she asking me how things are going. Just like she had done when she came into her office unexpected. An hour later, after washing my hands, I made my way back to her office after clocking out. I stepped inside, and smiled, saying "I'm ready, Sarah."

She lifted her head up, smiled, looked at her watch, and said as she closed some folders, "Good. Let's go then." She came around, and grabbed her jacket, as she said "Did you drive here?"

I helped her get her jacket on, seeing "No, gas is still too expensive for me to waste. It's cheaper for me to ride the bus here."

She turned, looked up at me, and said "You're a smart man, Jerry."

"Thank you, Sarah." I said, as we left the building and went to her car.

And I was in shock as she handed me the keys, saying "How about you drive. I hate driving in traffic."

I inhaled, "No problem, Sarah. I'll enjoy driving your car anywhere you want."

She laughed, saying "Good, we'll see about that."

We only went down the street to a Roadhouse chain restaurant, and once inside, we had a very nice, and very long dinner. I was surprised as she drank three glasses of wine with her meal. I only had water. There was a bus stop nearby, and I figured I could catch a ride there to get home. When the bill came, she picked it up, and I protested, "Now Sarah, thanks to you, I'm back on my feet financially, I can pay for your dinner, or even just mine."

She laughed, replying "Nonsense, Jerry." She pulled out her credit card, and handed it to our waitress. After signing for the meal, we got up to leave. It was pushing three in the afternoon. The sun was getting low in the sky, it being November, and I was surprised when she took my hand in hers, as we walked out into the parking lot. Yes, it had been a good dinner. For almost three hours, we had talked. I told her more about myself, but she said little about herself, making me a bit nervous, but I didn't push the questions like she did towards me. Anyway, we walked out into the parking lot, and I was expecting a good-bye. Instead, she asked "How about a drive?"

I shrugged, and said "Sure!"

She handed me the keys back, and we pulled out of the parking lot, heading north on Michigan towards I-465. She had me get on it west-bound, then onto I-65 North. And, as we rode, she kept asking questions. And I was getting a bit nervous, although I hadn't a clue why. Guess my 'spidy' sense was on full alert. We had been driving for almost forty minutes, and at either the second or third exit for Lafayette, she said "Let's get off here."

I pulled off the interstate, and at the bottom of the ramp, she had me turn towards the town. A few blocks and we were in the middle of all the motels and restaurants that cater to visitors and such. She then pointed to the right, saying "Second drive, turn in there." I did, and found we were in front of a liquor store. I stopped and parked, and she got out and went on inside. A few minutes later, she came out holding a large brown sack, which looked to be carrying beer. Closing the door, she showed no emotion, saying "Okay Jerry, that hotel over there," she was pointing across the street, at a Hampton Suites. "Go and park on the left side."

Oh shit. My cock just jumped to attention, causing a bit of discomfort in my jeans. It took me a few seconds to navigate traffic, seconds that felt like hours, before we were parked. She got out, saying "Wait here!" leaving the beer behind her.

I opened up the sack, and let out a whistle. Yes, there was beer, a twelve pack. And there was another box, a twelve pack of condoms as well. Shit, I about shit! Time felt like it was standing still, as I waited for her to return. Soon she came back out, got back in and said "Pull the car around at the end, Jerry." My heart was beating hard, and I was trying to tell myself to breathe, as I got the car down at the far end. She opened the door, grabbed the sack, and said "Come on."

I laughed inside, as I was thinking I was sure hoping too. Lots of times, if I can. She used her room card to get the door open, and she grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall. Third door on the left, she opened it up, and yanked me inside behind her. She let go of me, as she sat the sack down, and pulled both boxes out. I said "Well, we’ve come prepared."

She laughed, turning her blonde head my way, and said over her shoulder, "Get those clothes off and get on the bed." I moved to the bed, and pulled my shirt off, as she added, "And turn the covers down, please."

I did that as I stepped out of my shoes. Then I undid my jeans, with my back to her, and I pushed them down below my knees and stepped out of them. My long, hard black cock was hanging there, and I turned to sit down, and I about died. There she was, all four-foot ten inches of her. Naked. A very fit body, flat tummy, great hips, small waist, and a pair of breasts to die for. She had two beers open, and she was smiling as she walked my way. I croaked out "This is a surprise."

She giggled, as she handed me a beer, standing there in front of me. I opened it up, and took a sip while holding it in my right hand, my left hand reached up, and I used the back of my hand to stroke her left breast. Damn, she is for real. She giggled, as she drank some of her beer, and then she squatted down, and grabbed my cock, and started jerking on it. I watched, while she drank some more beer, then she started licking the head of my pecker. Her cute white face looked great as a background to my growing large cock. Oh those eyes. Big and round and very blue, and a sparkle in them that I can't describe. She stopped licking, took another drink, and said "Yes, I knew you would be surprised." Another drink, and she said "I'm sure you'll be a perfect gentleman this night. Now lay back and enjoy."

I leaned back, beer in hand, as she swiped those red lips of hers around my cock, and started sucking away. I watched her boobies, round and perfect, as they had a slight bounce to them. I felt my large balls getting tight, as she sucked away. I asked "You want to swallow?" She nodded her head yes, smiling as best she could with a mouth full of black cock. I just smiled back, and as I felt my cum race up my shaft, I clenched my teeth and squinted my eyes, saying "Oh god, damn!" as I shot thick ropes of cum into her hot mouth. I felt great, as I opened my eyes wide, and watched her swallow my succeeding loads of cum effortlessly. I took another sip of beer, and she finally let my prick fall from her mouth. She stood, took a healthy gulp of beer, and then looked down at me, as she was still pulling on my fat cock.

She smiled, as she climbed onto the bed, and rolled onto her side. I rolled over to her, my hands falling on her breasts, admiring the texture of them. I licked a nipple, noticing that it wasn't growing as much, and she giggled. I looked up at her face, as she rolled onto her back, and as I started licking her titties, I asked "What's so funny."

She laughed, as she used her hands to pull my face into her breasts, as she said "My ex hubby spent almost ten grand for these boobs, and some black guy is admiring them more than he ever did."

I lifted meet head up, and said "I'll admire them like this as long as you allow, Sarah."

She smiled, blew me a kiss, and then she pushed my head down her body, saying "I would like for you to admire something else, as well."

Oh yeah, paradise! I was face to face with a nice blonde beaver. I parted her pubes with my fingers, and gently pushed her labia’s apart, revealing a very fine pink pussy. I smiled, as I started licking along the folds of the inside of her twat, and she moaned out in appreciation. And when I eased a finger into her hole, she groaned out "Oh god, Jerry. Yes!"

I started to run the tip of my tongue around her clit, and her hips were bucking hard, rubbing her juicy cunt into my face. And when she came, she was loud. Very loud, screaming out to God and all the saints and apostles. I rose to my knees, and stepped off to the bed and went to the box of condoms. I pulled a handful of them out and came back to the bed, throwing all but one on the nightstand. I opened it up, and she sat up, saying "Here." I handed it to her, and I watched as she unrolled the condom onto my hard shaft.

She laid back down, her arms laying on the bed above her head, and her legs spread wide. I edged up closer on my knees, and put my cock into her easily. She was wet, juicy, and wanting fucked. I picked up her legs, and pulled them together, up against my torso, her ankles by my cheeks, as I started working my cock into her. She groaned, her tight juicy cunt eating up my cock inch by hard inch. I could see between her thighs my black pecker sliding back and forth through her pussy lips which were turning a bright red. And so was her throat and upper chest. I had cum once, and I thought I would last for a while. But I've never had a white woman before, nor any woman for that matter, that fucked me back like she was doing. She had reached for my hips with her hands, pulling me hard into her with each thrust. My mind was filled with wild passion, as I hammered away into her, making her grunt whenever my cock banged the back of her womb. Her upper body was red, she was so close to her orgasm, her teeth clenched, eyes shut tight, then, her mouth opening up and letting out a passionate wail. Oh god did her quivering cunt feel so damn good, with my cheeks of my ass tightening up as I let out a roar while my pecker flooded that condom.

I pulled her legs aside, and laid down on top of her, with our hips still bucking against each other. Our hands were running across each other's hot flesh while we locked lips, my thick tongue running along her teeth while her tongue ran around mine. She cried out into my mouth, as her body was hit by another orgasm. I continued thrusting my hard tool inside of her, and she was moaning, as we broke our kiss. My hands fell to her small ass, and I grabbed it, and she raised her legs up, wrapping them around my hips and putting her heels into my black ass.

With shortness of breath, I said "I, uh, should replace condom with fresh one."

She whimpered, holding me tight, before she sighed, saying "Yeah, let me." I rolled to the right, my cock having a hard time wanting to come out from her wonderful snatch. She sat up, and went to my meat and carefully pulled off the condom, giggling and saying "Damn, Jerry. You pumped a hell of a lot of cream, don't you?"

I chuckled, as I reached down and fondled her bare white ass. She tossed the spent condom onto the floor, then grabbed a fresh one off the stand. As she was putting it on, I pulled on her ass. She looked behind me, and smiled, knowing what I was wanting. Swinging her leg over me, her little morsel of a cunt was over my face, dripping with her tasty cum. With my large hands on her hips, I pulled her down to me, hearing her moan as I started licking her sex. I soon felt her tight, older body shudder, and my face was glazed with her cream again. Damn this lady can put out the juices! She turned and with a big smile and a loud moan, sank her snatch on my sheathed black monster. It would be a long and very pleasurable ride, as I enjoyed watching her boobs, while she rocked her hips on my cock, working herself towards one sexual frenzy and on to another.

Of course, I was all smiles. I was extremely pleased that this white lady with the tight body and store bought boobies was wanting to get boned by my big black cock. And the rest of the day, evening and night we spent using each other for our mutual sexual gratification. And at eight-thirty the next morning, I reached over to the box of condoms. She was sucking on my tool. My aching but very happy tool! I reached into the box, and felt nothing. Puzzled, I picked it up and looked inside, and said a very disappointed "Damn!" She looked at me, a surprised look on her face, as I showed her that there were no more condoms left.

She sighed, and as she let go of my cock, she raised her head up and looked down at my hard cock in her tiny white hands. She said "Well, I guess twelve times should be enough for any woman."

I roared, as I sat up, grabbed her by the hips and pulled to my chest, with her squealing with laughter, and I exclaiming "Hell, it's enough for any man as well." For a few minutes, we sort of wrestled there on the bed. Our hands roaming, feeling each others body, and our lips leaving wet spots wherever we kissed. Then we were laying still, her in my big black arms, her small white body curled up against my body. I was tweaking her nipples playfully, and she was smiling, with her eyes closed. With a sigh, she said "Thank you, Jerry. You were more than just a good fuck."

I chuckled, and kissed her neck, responding with "Well, you're the best that I've had in a long while." Kissing her again, I asked "Will I have this opportunity again?"

She giggled, reaching her hand down and back, patting my hip, and said "Most definitely." Then she cooed, and said "I never thought that I would ever enjoy sex with a man again." Then she turned her face, and said "Just don't piss me off."

I laughed, "No way, lady. Damn." Then, I frowned, "But, why did you bring me way up here to Lafayette to have our fun?"

She rolled over, and put her arm over me, and pulled herself and her breasts into my body. Her eyes were shining brightly, as she explained "Mike said it would be best if we didn't date so close to home. Sort of making sure the company moral doesn't take a dump."

That caused me to be rather shocked "You talked this over with your brother?"

She laughed "Actually, his wife Peggy first. Then we talked to Mike." She grinned, adding "He said you might be the thing to get me to be a nicer person around the plant." I tried my hardest not to burst out laughing, as she added "After all, most of the employees there would probably like for me to get lost." She saw it in my eyes, as she said with a sly grin "Or other possibilities, as I'm sure you've been told."

I chuckled, saying "I've heard some things from time to time."

She smiled, and pushed me onto my back. I could feel my throbbing cock up between her legs, as she giggled, saying "Well, whatever they said, it's probably true." She kissed my chin, "I can be a bitch from time to time."

Actually, I've heard it was a bit more often than that, but I wasn't going to say it. She must have had enough talk, as she laid her face down on my chest, and I gently caressed her back and butt. No, we didn't do it anymore that morning. No more condoms. She was rather adamant about using them, and I wasn't going to argue. Like I said, she's one hot little number. And if she was offering her services, I wasn't going to complain. It was a pleasant ride back to Indianapolis. This time, we were talking away. Of course, we were two new lovers, so after almost twenty-four hours having some great sex together, we were very open to each other. I found more about her, as well. Some of the information I had already known. Such as she grew up on Indy's north side in the Broad Ripple area. The company was a third generation business, now co-owned by her and her brother, although Mike does about ninety percent of the daily operations. He is the one in charge of things. And, as it turns out, one of the few to control his younger sister Sarah. She was married at eighteen, getting pregnant in high school, which caused a family crisis in it's own right. She married the guy, and her dad helped put him through law school. The marriage lasted for almost sixteen years, before Sarah decided she had enough of him screwing around on her. And of course, I already knew about the enhanced titties.

I in turn told her about my growing up on Indy's west side. Yeah, I was from a poor neighborhood. But, I did get decent grades in high school. I never got into athletics, and never made it to college, but at least I did get a high school diploma. I told her more about my family. My mom's still alive, living in Florida with my older sister, who works for an airline in Orlando. My other siblings are spread out across the United States. Another sister in Florida, another in Michigan. And a brother in San Francisco. And all are married save for I. I told her that yes, I've had girlfriends, but the relationships never worked out into anything more than a few months of hot sex. I told her I'm not the partying type, and I suspected that was what most women that I’ve dated were into.

When we got close to Indy, I said "It's Sunday, I'll get out on Michigan, and I'll get home on the bus."

She giggled, "Nonsense, I've already made arrangements."

She had me take the by-pass eastbound, and told me to pass Michigan and head to Meridian. We got off there, and headed north towards Carmel. She navigated me to a sub-division with very large estate type homes, and then into a drive of one of them. Getting out, she came around and took me by the hand, and said "Come on, this is Michael and Peggy's house."

Okay. Good thing we showered before leaving Lafayette. I smiled, remembering that event. Soaping up her beautiful breast's up with the wash cloth, then using my fingers to finger fuck her to one hell of a screaming orgasm. The blow job she gave me for giving her a helping hand was wonderful, as when I started to cum, she pulled my hard cock out of her mouth and allowed me to shoot all over her neck and tits. And I really have to stop thinking about it, as we walked up the steps to the front door, my cock aching big time. Mike opened the door, and we stepped on inside. He was grinning from ear to ear as he shook my hand. I was introduced to his wife Peggy and their three daughters. His wife was a bit heavy, but still very attractive. And his daughters, all in their early teens, were rather quiet, as they sat there opened mouthed, staring at me. I found it amusing, them wondering what this big black guy was doing with their aunt. After about an hour, Mike said "Well, looks like I'm giving you a ride home then."

I just smiled as I stood up, and Sarah did too. I felt a bit awkward as she hugged me, and I then gave her a kiss, bending down to do it. I felt the five pair of eyes watching me, making me a bit nervous. Then Mike and I went into the garage and got into a Mercedes. As we backed out of the garage, I said "Hey Mike, this really isn't necessary. I mean, you can drop me off down the road a piece on Meridian."

He snorted, "And be back in less than ten minutes and catch hell from my sister? Are you nuts?"

He pulled away from in front of the house, adding "And besides, you don't know what it's like living with four females. I need to get out from time to time."

We both laughed as he drove out of the addition. With us now on Meridian, I stated the obvious, "You all aren't use to being around colored folks much, are you?"

He snickered, "No, not exactly."

"Me being with your sister bother you any?" I asked. Yeah, I was being blunt.

Another laugh, "Nah, my sister is a grown woman. She shouldn't have been married the first time, and she wants a man to treat her right." He then stated "And as long as you treat her good, you'll be fine."

Next question, "This going to affect my job?"

Laughing, he said "Well, when word gets out you're fucking the boss lady, I'm sure there will be some problems here and there." He then asked in a serious voice, "I would give you a desk job, but, well."

I chuckled, "No, I'm not cut out for a desk job. Just let me do what I'm doing for now."

"That's about everything." He quipped, before saying "Oh, and I was planning on asking you to stay on with us even before Sarah decided she wanted to share bed space with you."

I smiled, thinking that his comment was a very polite and diplomatic way of explaining her desire. "Thanks Mike, I appreciate it." I looked up, "Oh, turn on thirty-eighth street and go west."

That was two blocks away, and when he got there, he made the turn. He said "I'm not sure what her plans are after this weekend."

"Hell Mike, I don't either." He laughed at that, as did I.

"She mentioned you two would be discreet for a spell."

I smiled, "Yeah, that doesn't bother me, and I understand why. I mean, morale for the plant and all." Then I said with a smile, "Plus, she probably doesn't want it to get out that she's dating a black man right at the moment."

He cracked a smile, "Well, it is sort of a taboo in society."

"Yeah, I understand." I said "What about the rest of her family?"

He frowned, "My other sister will throw a fit. Our parents are deceased. And as for her daughters, that will be interesting. They were at their fathers this past weekend, so that's why she was free."

I pointed at the next light, saying "Turn here." He did, and about a third of the way down the block, had him stop, saying "Here we are." I reached over, and shook his hand, saying "Thanks."

He laughed, Thank you, Jerry. You've no idea how you might be making my life a hell of a lot easier."

I got out, a big smile on my face, as I waved while he drove away. Looking about, there were a few people outside, all looking at me rather suspiciously. I went on to my front door and unlocked it and went on inside. I saw Henry on the couch, and he asked "Man, where you've been? And who was that?" He glared at me, and asked "You ain't into white guys now, are you?"

I laughed, "No, you know I only do women, asshole." I walked on by, ignoring my housemate, and heading to my bedroom. He shouted something out, but I was a worn puppy by then. Man, I used a whole box of condoms. My pecker's tired. I'm tired! I was out in seconds. My alarm woke me at five in the morning. I climbed out of bed, did my usual morning routine, shit, shave and shower, and went to the bus stop. Once at the plant, I clocked in, and tried to blend in. I mean, it was starting to bother me, wondering how I would react to my co-workers, with them not knowing that I had spent Saturday screwing Sarah's brains out. Thankfully, the day went well. And it was obvious that no one, save for Mike, knew about our little fun in Lafayette. Sarah didn't come to the office Monday. Nor did she on Tuesday. That's normal.

But then, she hadn't called me at home yet, either. Then Tuesday night, I was sitting on the couch watching the Pacers on the tube, when the phone rang. Henry answered it, saying "Hello?" A pause, then he said "Well, yeah he's here, you the reason he ain't talking about this past weekend." I reached over and grabbed the phone out of his hand, glaring at him and saying "What you doing, man!"

I said into the mouthpiece, "Hello."

I heard a giggle, and Sarah's voice "Was that your room mate?"

I said rather gruffly, "Yeah, we rent this place together."

She giggled some more, and then asked "Does your car work?"

I replied "Uh-huh. Just hadn't driven it much, cheaper to ride the bus."

"Well, drive it to work tomorrow, and bring a good suit to put on after work. We're going out to eat, okay?"

I smiled, "Yeah sure thing Sarah."

"See you tomorrow, love ya."

I replied "Love you too, babe." I hit the off button, and I heard Henry choke.

Turning, he imitated me, going "Love you too, babe."

I punched him on the shoulder, saying "Oh fuck you."

He recoiled in mock pain, saying "Oww." Then as I stood, he said "Hey, she sounded like a white chick."

I snickered, "She is a white chick." Turning, I smiled, saying slowly, "A lady, actually. Something you're not use to."

He ignored my sarcasm, asking with a big smile, "So you banging her?" I went on into the kitchen, shaking my head and ignoring him. He was on his feet, and as I opened up the fridge, he asked "Hey man, she got a friend?"

I snorted, "Not sure, but I'll ask."

"Yeah, you do that." I chuckled, as he went back to the living room. And of course, the questioning began. I would only say I met her at work, and nothing more. I wouldn't even describe her looks to him. He finally gave up, eventually leaving me alone. I slept well, looking forward to dinner with Sarah, and wondering if I would be able to enjoy her flesh afterwards. With a big smile I drove to work in the morning. I saw Sarah once, as she came in through the employee entrance from the parking lot. She was dressed nicely, as always, as she smiled and said to hello to everyone as she walked past, including I. I noticed it right away. The looks of astonishment on my co-workers faces as she greeted them with a pleasant smile. And I heard them talking amongst them selves, and with me as well, wondering what has gotten her into a good mood.

I clocked out at four, and I went out, grabbed my suit and a pair of shoes, and came back in and went to the locker room to change into my dinner attire. Some of the guys were in there, getting out of their grubby work clothes, and into normal street clothes. The printing industry is dirty work, and most of the employees change into different clothes when they get here, and then before they leave. As I pulled on my suit, they were kidding me, saying I must have one hot date tonight. And some were heading out with me into the plant, when Sarah showed up, a smile on her face. All of the others fell silent, as she walked up to me, gave me a kiss on my cheek, and asked "You look nice, you ready?"

Ya could have heard a pin drop! She tucked her arm into mine, and we went out to the parking lot. She handed me her keys, and I unlocked the door, and asked "Where too?"

She said "My place. In Zionsville." I looked up, as I opened the door for her, as she added "We have to pick up my girls."

I smirked, as I came around, got in and started driving up Michigan. I cleared my throat, and said "I thought you wanted to keep this all quiet."

She turned, reached over and laid her hand on my thigh, saying "Fuck 'em. I'm horny and I don't want to hide behind doors." I laughed, as she added "Of course, we won't be doing it at my house. Not tonight, anyway."

With a big grin, I said "Okay, whatever you want, Sarah."

"MMMM, you're learning." she stated, as she squeezed my thigh.

I chuckled, and said "Well, I am not going to complain."

She mocked me, saying "Great. I'll like that."

Well, she fell silent the rest of the way, which was only fifteen minutes, as we pulled up to a modest home off of the main drag through Zionsville. She held my hand after we got out of the car and as we walked up to the front door. She took her keys out and unlocked the front door, and stepped on inside, with me right behind her. Oh yeah, very nice place. I felt a bit uncomfortable. I was most definitely out of my social class here. And then, the girls. we entered a dining room, and Sarah said "Hello girls, I've brought my boyfriend home to meet you both."

Two carbon copy images of Sarah, turned their pretty blonde heads, looked up, and jaws dropped. I smiled, saying "Good evening ladies."

Sarah giggled at their reaction, saying "Beth, Kelly, this is Jerry."

I was trying not to burst out laughing, as I stuck out my big black hand, offering to shake, and each girl said a meek and astounded "Please to meet you, sir."

Each shook my hand, and I replied "Well, you two are just as cute as your mother." I then asked "What class are you ladies in?"

Both seemed a bit tongue tied at the moment, as Sarah spoke for them, "Beth is a senior, Kelly is a Freshman." She turned to the girls, "Well, you two get your coats on, I told you he was taking us out for dinner."

I watched, as they moved, keeping a wary eye on me. Once out of ear shot, I snickered, saying "They're not sure about this, are they."

She giggled, "No, they are not."

Dinner was great, it being a very nice Italian place there in Zionsville. And the stares that Sarah and I were getting, totally priceless. No, it wasn't bothering me. And as for Sarah, she had a smirk the whole damn time. The girls, it bothered them, I could tell. But the dinner was great, and then she had me drive her and the girls home. As we got out, she said "Stay in the car, Jerry. I'll be right back."

I thought nothing of it. I was thinking that I was just going to drive her back to the plant, and then she would drop me off at my car and I would go on home. Thirty minutes later, and I was getting a bit nervous. The local police car kept driving by the end of the drive, and it was the fourth time that when Sarah came bouncing out the front door, carrying a small overnight bag. The same one she had taken along on our trip to Lafayette the past weekend. She opened the back door, tossed it inside, waved and smiled at the nice policeman, and came around and got in.

She leaned over and we kissed, as she said "Okay, let's go."

I stared backing out the drive, and asked "Sure, where too?"

"Your place!" she stated, and adding with a giggle, "As long as your room mate doesn't mind the sound of you fucking me all night long."

I laughed, "No, he'll stay in his room." Then I said "You know, maybe we should leave your car at the plant, where it would be more secure."

She said cheerfully, "Okay."

We switched cars, and in thirty minutes, we entered my place, walked past a stunned Henry and into my bedroom where I didn’t even get the door closed and she was trying to get my cock free from my trousers. Oh yeah, it was to be a wonderful night. She had a fistful of condoms, and she made sure all were used, as we fucked each others brains out. And one time, right after I filled another condom as I took her from behind, we heard Henry groan, and she giggled, saying softly over her shoulder, "Seems like your room mate enjoys the acoustics."

I reached under her, fondling her tits in my hands, saying "Yeah, Henry's going to be pissed at me for this."

She asked "Why is that?"

I kissed the back of her neck, and said "I told him I would check with you if you had an available girlfriend."

She giggled, replying with "No, afraid not." A satisfied sigh, as I rolled us onto our sides. I eased my fingers into her wet cunt, and her hips bucked against them, as she added "But maybe I can find someone. That way he don't have to beat his meat while listening to us go at it." She moaned, as my thumb found he clit, and then she announced "Of course, maybe after a few weeks, he won't be able to listen anymore." I stopped, and she hissed out, "No, don't stop! Damn you, never stop." Then she stopped, and her eyes flew open. She smiled, kissed my lips, and giggled, "Sorry, what I meant about not hearing anymore was that maybe I'll want you to move in with me. Would you like that?"

I was shocked, "You serious?" She nodded her head yes. And a wicked grin appeared on her face, as she bucked her hips. I chuckled, "Well yes. I would love to live under the same roof as you, Sarah. But, what about your daughters?"

She closed her eyes, "My daughters can just live with it."

I started pumping her fuck hole, feeling her pussy quiver around my hard black cock. And I was very much looking forward to sleeping with her every night, and having my big cock buried inside her hot blonde body. It was a great night for both of us. By morning, she had promised me that she would get on birth control, so I could take her bareback. I was anticipating that immensely. We showered together, and she boastfully walked out of the bathroom and into my bedroom without a stitch on, right in front of Henry. I grinned at him, as he took in the sight of her wonderful white body. We made it to work in plenty of time, with her only spending a short amount of time at the plant, before taking off for home. I smiled when she came up to me on the work room floor, hugged me tight and then left the building. Oh man, the looks! Guess you could say that I was rather smug for the rest of the day, as most everyone was snickering at the new discovery.

I drove my car home after work, and when Henry got home, he was relentless. He said I was one lucky black bastard, among other thing, telling me that Sarah was one damn hot looking woman. Hell, I already knew that. Of course, he asked me again if she had any friends, and I told him that she said she would check around. I do remember during the night that she asked me what he did for a living, and I told her that he runs a small auto repair shop down off of West Washington. Next day, Sarah was in the building. And I had lunch with her in the employees lunch room. Interesting, as she had never doe that before. But then, she had never bought the employees pizza before either. I think Mike was more in shock than his employees, as the delivery guy arrived at noon with a dozen and a half pizza's. I think morale just jumped up ninety percent.

Then Friday came. Sarah was there. And of course, most were joking that she never before made it in more than twice in one week. She called me into her office, and once inside, she had me close the door. I smiled as she stood and came to me. We embraced, and she sighed, "God I need you."

I laughed "Here on your desk?"

"No, but I'll keep the offer in mind." She said with a laugh. She then said "My ex has the girls, how about you come spend the weekend making this white girl drool over your big black cock."

Oh my, she is getting to be a nasty little thing, isn't she? I just grinned and lowered my lips to her succulent red ones and we kissed. The intercom came on, and a voice boomed, "Ms. Benz, there's a person to see you, a Henry Drake?"

Henry Drake? That's my housemate! She leaned over the desk, swatting my hands away playfully as I ran them up her front from behind. Pressing the button on her phone, she said "I'll be right out, Jessie."

She turned around, straightened up her dress, grabbed my hand and said "Come on." We left her office and went to the front lobby. There stood Henry, a big smile on his face. Sarah stuck out her hand, and as they shook, she said "Good morning Henry."

He fidgeted, and I was wondering what was up. "Good morning, Ms. Benz."

She pulled her car keys out of her pocket, and said "As I told you on the phone, my BMW is making a bit of a noise. And well, I’ve become leery of my dealer. I would like for you to check things out for me, if you please."

"No problem, Ms. Benz. Exactly where is this noise coming from?" He asked.

"Driver side rear." She then looked at Jessie, who was taking this all in, and she asked the girl, "Jessie, you hungry?"

Jessie nodded her head yes, and said "I'm suppose to leave for lunch in thirty minutes, Ms. Benz."

Sarah pulled out a fifty, and as she handed it to Henry, she said "Well, let Henry take you to lunch, that way you can keep an eye on my car for me, okay?" Jessie sat there, a bit stunned. Sarah grinned, "Come on Jessie, you're still on the clock. You need to get back by quitting time, understand?"

She got up, grabbing her purse and jacket and came around the reception desk, saying "Yes Ms. Benz." Henry was in as much shock as I, as Jessie grabbed his hand, saying "Come on, sir."

I snorted as I saw her pull him down the hall towards the employee entrance where Sarah's car was parked. I then turned to Sarah, and said "Cute, Babe. Now who's going to watch the front desk?"

She giggled, and as she turned to walk away, she said "You are."

I didn't argue, as I went around and took a seat. It ended up being an interesting day. The phone system was pretty easy to figure out. There was a list of which phone was in which office. I just answered it, called whoever the call was for, and told them what line the caller was on. Of course, Mike was a bit surprised the first time, coming out to look down the hall at where I sat. The look he gave was priceless as I just shrugged my shoulders. And it took Henry three hours to find that the rattle was a ball rolling around in the trunk. Yep, the boy was set up big time. At the end of the day, Sarah let me know that she was expecting me at six, and that her and I were going out for dinner.

Dinner was great. And once back at her large house, we set out to have each other for dessert. It was about thirty-six hours of wild, wonderful sex. Heck, I don't even think we ate anything but each other until Sunday morning. That's when I made her breakfast in bed. Scrambled eggs, fresh home fires, toast, bacon, coffee, and a special creamer afterwards.

A month later, and she called me into her office. She asked a question, and I was a bit shocked, asking "You sure about this?" She nodded her head yes. So, that weekend we flew to Vegas, and tied the knot. So now we were man and wife, and she was showing up to work everyday, a smile on her sweet blonde head. I didn't move up in the company, I did the same as before at the same pay. I wasn't about to complain, as the perks were great. Meanwhile, her attempt at hooking Henry up with Jessie was successful, as she moved herself and her two boys in with Henry the week after our marriage. The second weekend they were living together, Sarah and I had them bring the boys to our house for dinner. It was a nice time, as we all got along well. And Sarah watched with a big smile as Henry and I played catch with Jessie’s pre-teen boys. And I thought nothing of it later on, when Sarah asked me if I enjoyed being around the kids, which I said I was. Then, there are Sarah's two girls.

My step-daughters were an interesting duo. No, I didn't do them. I wasn’t about to. But they were a curious pair. Curious enough to get in trouble. We had only been man and wife for three weeks when it happened. Sarah and I arrived home from work at the usual time, five-ten. The girls were sitting in the living room, just greeting us with the normal pleasantries for the last day of the work and school week. I had gone up to our room and went to take my usual shower before dinner. The girls main chore each day is to get dinner started and Sarah would then finish it once we arrived home. I took my shower, and exited the bathroom. There stood Kelly, acting like she was getting something from her mom's closet. I had become accustomed to this the past few weeks, as I found it was best to wear at least a towel upon leaving the master bath. The reason being that it seemed that every time I finished my shower, one of the girls would be either passing by the room or even inside of it.

And then there was the looking. Both were eyeing me up all the time. Dinner, breakfast, or even if I was just sitting on the couch watching the television, one or both would be there, watching me. Of course, this was not lost on Sarah. I wasn't annoyed. But Sarah was. The next morning, after we had a great time under the covers, I got up and went to take my shower. Once done, I dried off, pulled out a robe and went into the bedroom. There stood Beth, and I heard Sarah exclaim harshly, "Is that all you wanted?"

I made a face, wondering what this was all about. Beth turned, looked up at my face, and then down below my waist. Of course, I had my robe on, and I saw Sarah's face turn bright red. I'm thinking that this isn’t going to be good, as she told her daughter sternly "Go get your sister and bring her back in here now." Beth cringed, turned and left the room.

Sarah turned and looked at me, and I asked "What?"

She spoke softly, "I'm getting tired of those two always looking at you like that."

I tried to act like nothing was going on, as I asked "Looking like what?" She glared at me, and I sighed, asking "Okay, so what are we going to do about it?"

In walked the two sisters, and Sarah stared at them. Both looked like they were about ready to cry, as she said "Both of you, have a seat on my bed." They did as they were told, and I saw the fright in their eyes. Sarah asked "Why are you two so bent on seeing Jerry come out of the shower? And why are you both always looking at him like you both are? Are you two interested in my husband?" They looked down at their feet. "Well, answer me Kelly! Beth!"

I said "Now Sarah."

She turned and glared at me. Ohhhhkay. Let's let her go. She turned back to them, and said a bit softer "Curiosity is a dangerous game, ladies."

Beth sighed "Momma, we are meaning any harm. But, well, we are curious."

"About his body?" she asked. Neither moved a muscle, not daring to respond. I was wondering where this was going, when she turned back to me, and said "Take it off."

I responded with a bit of surprise "Take what off?"

"Your robe. Take it off, damn it." She ordered.

"Sarah, I'm not too sure that..." I never got the sentence finished, as she reached out to me, and pulled my robe open, saying "Take it off, or I will." I about shit. I dropped the robe off of my shoulders, and saw the look of surprise on my step-daughters faces. She turned to both, and asked "There, now you see it. Take a good look at Jerry’s penis." Both turned their faces slightly away, but Sarah screamed out "Look at it!"

Both their heads jerked around, looking at my hanging prick. Sarah inhaled, and said "There, now you know what a colored man's penis looks like." She reached for me, and with her right hand, she lifted it up, saying "Right now, it's half-way between soft and fully erect." And if she keeps fondling it in front of her daughters, it will be fully erect in a second or two. My cock twitched in her hand, and she looked at it, then up at my face, a bit of scorn on her face, but then she smiled. She dropped my cock, and put her hand around me on my bare black ass and looked at her girls. "Now, since you seen it, I've only a few things to say right now. This cock belongs to me, and me only. I don't share, and especially with my daughters. From now on, Jerry, if he pleases, can walk around bare ass naked, and you two are to act like nothing is wrong, understand?"

Both nodded their heads yes. Beth said "We understand momma, but well, we were curious."

Sarah didn't even crack a smile. "Jerry of course, will never hit on you two. He knows better." I also know it would be too much like work. I really wanted to say that. She then asked "Would you two like to ask me some questions?"

Beth asked softly, "How does it fit?"

Sarah chocked, and looked down at her feet. She turned to face me, her face red with embarrassment. I smiled, and said "I'll grab my robe and go make myself some breakfast. I think you need to talk with your daughters. Alone."

As I started to turn, she grabbed my arm, and pulled me to her. I leaned down, and she gave me a kiss on my lips. She said "Thank you, Jerry."

I smiled, bent down to pick up my robe and I pulled it on and left the room. I made breakfast for myself and ate it. Then I turned on the tube. Well, it must have been an interesting talk, for I didn't see any of them come down for three hours. Finally they came downstairs, all wearing smiles. And after they all ate, we went out to visit the state historical museum as a family, followed by dinner down on the circle. Then back home where we sat in front of the television. The mornings 'exhibition' did the trick for the most part. For after that, although they would steal a glimpse, they were more open about what they were looking at. And of course, they would ask me questions as well. I eventually did become a father figure to both of them, making my wife even more happy. Of course, as time passed on, I wasn’t worried about walking around the house with just my robe on, or not bothering closing our bedroom or bathroom door all the way. And the girls eventually were use to me as well, not worried about walking about the house in bra and panties, and I always feigned interest. Hell, I had the original in my bed, I didn’t need the copy’s. But, I'm getting ahead of myself.

That night though, Sarah and I were getting ready for bed. As I sat on the edge, I asked "So, what all did they ask this morning?"

She snorted, "Oh god Jerry, where should I begin?"

I laughed as I rolled onto the bed and under the covers. "Just give the highlights."

She rolled up against me, her breasts pushing to my side, and my hand went to her twat. I smiled, as I felt her wet slit, as she said "Well, they wanted to know how big it got."

I snorted, "I figured they would ask that."

She giggled, "Yes, then I talked to them about sex. I explained about that size isn't everything."

"Thanks." I replied.

Her hand patted my chest, as she moaned as I slipped a finger in her tight hot hole. "I told them that their father was as good a lover as you, even if he was a good four inches shorter."

"In height?"

"No, length." Another swat on the chest. "So, I told them about sex. I guess I never had done that before, talk about sex and love with my daughters." She sighed, "You know what, that was the best talk I have ever had with them in all their years." She rolled on top of me, my finger being dislodged from her cunt. "You've helped me become a better human being, Jerry. Not just at work, but I believe even towards my daughters." I felt my cock rubbing at her entrance.

She raised her hips, and I slipped inside. I was a bit concerned, as I said "I don't have a condom on, Sarah."

She smiled, and kissed my lips. Raising up, she said "I've been meaning to talk to you about that. You see, neither one of us is getting any younger you know."

I knew what the implications to that are. I smiled, "You sure you want a baby? I mean, at thirty-eight?"

"Better than forty?" She closed her eyes, and rocked her hips, and I felt her tight cunt jerk on my cock. "I've already talked it over with the girls. They want to see how a body reacts while carrying a child. This will be good for them." She lowered her body back down to mine, mashing her wonderful white breasts into my skin. "I should be ovulating sometime the next few days. And with the amount of cum you put out, I may be on the road to being a new mommy by next weekend."

I said "I love you." She said the same, as we started to make our child. We did it four times that night, once the next morning, and we even snuck up to the bedroom during the afternoon while the girls were doing the laundry in the basement for me to add another. And then twice more that evening. I washed her waiting egg with eight healthy loads of my seed that day, and we went on to do it three times a day for the next week.

Nine months later, I had my son, who she named after her brother and used my name as the middle name. During those nine months, the girls paid close attention to every detail of Sarah’s pregnancy. Kelly even took measurements each week, recording her mother’s expanding size and keeping a log of the changes taking place to Sarah’s body. And they were always asking questions, and Sarah always giving the answers. And both girls, as well as I, were in the delivery room when our child was born. So yes, it has all worked out rather well.

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