12 December 2008
Copyright© 2019 by Mustang
Chapter 7
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 7 - On this day, Dan is Dr. Carla Mackenzie's date to an unusual dinner party.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Ma/Ma Consensual Fiction Swinging Interracial Cream Pie Oral Sex Petting
Dan escorted Carla through the front door. He noticed Tina curled up on the couch beside a roaring fire, reading a book about babies.
“How was your evening?” She asked as he came to her.
“It was quite unexpected. The supper was fantastic, with the biggest shrimp cocktails I’ve ever seen.”
He leaned over, giving her a kiss on the lips. “Whew, your mouth smells like a sewer. Go and brush your teeth and gargle.”
He patted her growing belly. “How are our babies doing?”
“They need loving just like their mother does from her husband,” she said bluntly.
“I’ll be with you in a few minutes,” he said, kissing her stomach.
“I trust you’ll give us a detailed account of your evening with Dan.” Karen asked Carla as she appeared from the bedroom.
“Very detailed,” Carla replied, noticing the nightie she barely wore.
Karen stopped Dan and gave him a long kiss. “Mmmm, I love the smell of pussy and men’s cum on your breath!”
“It was an eventful dinner party.”
While Dan brushed his teeth, Karen escorted Carla into their bedroom. He stopped by to give his daughter, Jessica, who was sound asleep, a kiss. He went to the twin’s bedroom, where he found Wendy drying them from a bath.
“Your son and daughter sure know how to fill a diaper,” she joked. “Will you be a good husband and warm up two bottles of breast milk I have in the fridge? Your babies really like the boob, just like their daddy does, and my breasts need a rest.”
“Of course I will,” he replied, giving her a good kiss.
“With Brad and Jake away on a weekend road trip, Abby is staying here instead of at home. She’ll feed one while you feed the other.”
Cathy met him, handing him their daughter Jessica, who had woken up, to hold. “She knows that you’re her daddy. She doesn’t go as easily to Ben.”
“Does he know that you’re pregnant with our baby?”
“No, I had better tell him in the next several weeks before I start showing. I’ve got a feeling that when I tell him, it’ll end our marriage.”
“Do you want to get an abortion?”
“No, I couldn’t do that.”
Dan sat on the couch, cradling his newest son and daughter in his arms, as Abby brought him the two bottles.
“Now this I’ve got to see. How do you suppose you’re going to feed them both?” She teased, crossing her arms under her breasts.