Chapter 17: New Mom

Mel and I were doing quite well economically. Steele Property Trust, the outfit that employed me and also gave Mel a lot of decorating business, paid well and there were all sorts of perks. I got a new truck every two years, for instance, plus generous bonuses based on how I was transforming the properties under my management. Of course, I’d also assembled some work crews that I could count on rather than continuously use outside contractors at higher labor rate. I’d spread out the duties of some of the property managers rather than using them on only one property. I kept having ideas about how to stay ahead of the game.

Carson Steele, the head of SPT, knew that I’d dated his step-daughter. He called Mackenzie his daughter. He also knew that I was now married, but then so was Mac. They lived about a hundred yards away from us in another apartment in the Oakside Apartment Complex of eighty units. He knew we socialized, but I wondered whether he’d guessed at the torrid sexual relationship we had together.

Mel and I came up on the one-year anniversary of our marriage. We hadn’t done the Big Bash wedding like many of our friends. We had family and few close friends, some of whom were also our lovers such as Gary and Mackenzie.

Mel and I went out to dinner at Swan’s. The day was perfect and the meal scrumptious. Over drinks on their terrace, we watched four swans swimming around in the pond adjacent to the restaurant.

I asked Mel, “What would make you happier in our marriage?”

Without a pause, she responded, “Children. I want you to make me pregnant.”

I grinned, “That can happen. How will you handle that what with your other lovers?”

“Condoms until I’m confirmed.”

I smiled, “Let’s do it.”

I didn’t realize it would be so easy. Mel went off of the pill. Supposedly, there was some lingering protection for four more weeks. I think one day after that, my swimmers found her egg in a fertile environment and they threw a sex party together.

We didn’t know about the sex party until about three weeks later. Mel started to wake-up experiencing nausea and vomiting. A visit to our doctor confirmed that she was indeed pregnant.

We got through the morning sickness after another six weeks. Mel handled that like a trooper; my stomach always turned and burbled in sympathy. The next changes were that her hormones went off the scale: her breasts started to swell beyond their already generous size, and Mel became the horniest woman on the planet. With the departure of the morning sickness, her desire to have me make love to her first thing in the morning went into orbit. This became every morning activity, and unless I remembered to back off the alarm clock, I became chronically late for my first appointments.

Further, Mel was waiting for me and on the verge of panting she was so horny by five-thirty or six o’clock when I normally got home. Occasionally, if she knew I was working nearby, she’d call me for a ‘nooner’. Sex became mandatory before dinner and then before bedtime.

At my urging, she also started to involve her other lovers in her quest for satisfaction: Gary, Ted, and Derek. Within our small group that had been holding our monthly orgies, she became truly famous. The other women chuckled about her voracious quest for sex, and happily shared their partners with Mel.

On a few rare days, she got her three steady lovers and me to pound her into the sand. She started to wear more dresses so that she’d be ready without needing to remove slacks or shorts; ‘just raise my skirt and get your cock in there’.

Being as small as she was, Mel started to ‘show’ early. I could see the difference at three months and by four she had a noticeable baby bump. Her body went to hell after that. Mel started to look like she’d ingested a ball, and the ball got bigger every week until it looked to be an over-inflated basketball. At least, she could laugh about it.

She had me taking pictures of her deformed body almost daily as, according to her, it became more and more deformed. I was surprised to learn that she was sharing her nudies with her mom and dad, and then with my parents ‘to show her progress and the destruction of her body’. The potential grandparents were joyful about their first grandchild. My sister Kara wrote that she was looking forward to being an aunt.

As the weeks pass, I occasionally become the most hated man in the world because I got her in the condition she’s in. She will never be the same. Her youthful looks are gone forever. Her back hurt. Two hours later, she would think that I am the only man that will fuck her because she is so ugly, and she loves me like crazy.

As Mel was becoming possibly the most promiscuous pregnant woman in throughout history, I occasionally got in a romp with Mackenzie, Patti, or Lisa. We were also still holding the monthly mini-orgies, although now they were rotating locations between those of us with large enough apartments.