Chapter 13: Expecting

† August 2022.

Pam is late. She’s pregnant!

“I thought you were protected!” protested Nate.

“What I told you, Nate, was ‘Don’t worry about it.’ What that phrase meant was YOUR assumption. If you don’t want to be a father, we need to discuss it now rather than later.”

“No, I’m sorry. I was caught by surprise, that’s all. Of course, I will support you no matter what you decide to do. But my father will weep with joy if he hears that I have produced an heir. Now, there can be more Kaiser children. We’ll figure it out, Pam.”

To get a quick divorce, Nate and his father Ludwig decide to pay off Julie with big bucks (including the title deed to the property at 5 Hardwood Ct.). Once divorced, Nate can marry Pam and legitimize his heir with her.

Ludwig bribes the local officials to backdate both Julie’s divorce and Pam’s marriage to prevent any possibility of scandal. (Without the backdating, Pam’s baby would be born only six months after her marriage to Nate.)

As far as Julie is concerned, this is fantastic news. She still loves Nate, but she recognizes that Pam is a better wife for him. And she and Pam have become best friends, spending a lot of time together—often even time separate from Nate.

† January 2023.

“Whoa! That was crazy. I’m getting some iced tea, Pam? Nate?”

Julie crawled off the big bed and stumbled towards the kitchen.

“Here’s your tea, Pam. That was fun.”

“FUN? That was, it was, incredible! You goof. Thanks, Julie.”

“Of course. Here’s yours, Nate. I’m with you, Pam, ‘fun’ is an inadequate word. He seems to be constantly erect these days. What’s going on with you, cocky boy?”

“Hell if I know. But every time I my eyes rest on pregnant Pam, I want to rip off her stretchy pants and re-impregnate her.”

“I know what’s happening. He’s noticing I’m even bigger. My DD bras aren’t fitting anymore. And my nipples and my auries, oriis, awlies, shit, whatever they are—they are darker. Maybe more prominent, too.”

“Areolas. And, it’s true, our Nate is quite the boobie hound. Actually, it isn’t only him, as you know. How about we have a little sixty-nine while he drinks tea and recharges?”

This far along, Pam was more comfortable resting on her back. Julie was on top, with her chin being tickled by Pam’s curly triangle. Ten minutes after they started, Pam had her tongue wedged between Julie’s inner labia when suddenly her field of view was filled with the underside of Nate’s cock as he thrust into his ex’s vagina.

Pam was entertained to think, “From two inches away, he’s a super-stallion! And his balls are dragging on my forehead, too. Damn!”