Gage (Men of Honor 1)

It’s true, mom’s either at the house or on the phone first thing in the morning; in short she’s almost as bad as I am. To help ease the strain I’ve asked Lucille to give up the charade of working for the widow to come take care of her. It’s the only way to have peace of mind when I walk through the door to leave her for the day.

Gage

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“See, I told you it was okay for us to have sex the way we normally do.” This girl! A few weeks ago she’d have turned tomato red if I even hinted at that shit out in public in a room full of people. “I know baby, I heard. What you didn’t ask him though is if it’s okay for me to tie you up and spank your ass along with the million other things you’ve begged me to do to you in the last week.”

“Gage, shh.” She put her finger to her lips and looked around, eyes wide as saucers. Good to know she’s still in there somewhere, my shy, sweet little angel. I had a fun hour and a half teasing her over lunch until it was time to take her home. I’d taken the morning and afternoon off to go with her but I needed to head to the office to take care of some things.

I’d already made up my mind that I was taking some time off with her and the baby when it came, so I’m trying to head shit off at the office even though we’re months out and I can work from home if needed. I don’t want any distractions though, I want the full experience of watching mother and baby grow.

Her next appointment isn’t for another three weeks but the doc said I can call her anytime with anything at all, something I plan on taking her up on. I drove at my new speed at just below the speed limit and took her home.

“You’re not coming in?” I was standing inside the passenger door that I’d just opened for her. “I wasn’t planning to, why, what do you need?” We were parked just outside the garage at the very top of the driveway which was long enough that we couldn’t be seen by anyone and since there were no houses close enough on either side we were well shielded.

She got that look on her face, it’s a cross between dreamy and high, I can’t find any other way to describe it. But I knew what it meant when she turned and instead of planting her feet on the ground, spread her legs and leaned back. I got a tic in my jaw and my nostrils flared as if trying to pick up her scent. That’s another thing I’ve noticed, I can smell her arousal now more easily than before.

My eyes followed her hand as it slowly lifted the hem of her skirt until it reached her pussy. My dick sprang to attention when I saw the bare folds of her cunt peeping out from between her thighs at me. “Where are you panties?” I was already in motion.

“I took them off at the doctor’s office.”

“You mean you were sitting across from me with your pussy bare this whole time?” She nodded and bit into her lip as I moved in and put my hands on her thighs. I ran my fingers back and forth teasingly, getting close to her heat before pulling away.

“Spread your legs for me babe.” I ran two fingers through her slit and they came away wet. “You’re soaked!” I eased my thick fingers into her pussy and she hissed and pushed her hips towards my hand. “Whoa, what’s gotten into you? What exactly have you been thinking about while I was discussing nurseries?”

I teased her while sawing my fingers back and forth in her. She scooted back even more until she was almost over the console and spread her legs wider as her hands went to the buttons of her blouse. She was soon tugging at her nipples with her eyes glued to the hand I was working her with.

Her scent hit me like a ton of bricks and I dropped to my knees on the hard ground not giving a shit about what it was going to do to my expensive suit pants. I dragged her ass to the edge of the seat and spread her legs over my shoulders. Her pussy looked fat and swollen with pearls of cunt cream gathered at the entrance.

I licked away the escaped juices before spreading her open with my tongue. Her taste has subtly changed for the better and now instead of obsessed I’m more slightly possessed with this shit. I can’t count the hours I’ve spent with my head buried between her thighs.