Claire's Conception - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Claire's Conception - Part 3

... so few years between us make so much difference.” “Well he is an athlete too,” I chided, “and you are nearly six months pregnant. That will have had an impact.” I kissed her salty forehead. “Was it… was it what you needed.” She looked up at me, her eyes soft and deep – eyes I had fallen totally in love with so long ago and by which I was still just as smitten. “It was lovely. Thank you so much, Darling. I don’t know what else to say.” “It sounded as if you were enjoying yourself – or at least he was,” I joked. She looked at me horrified. “Did you listen to us? What could you hear?” “I could hardly miss it, and by the way neither could our daughter,” I continued, “No actual words but lots of moans and banging sounds.” I paused. “Three times, wasn’t it?” I asked casually. “Four...” She replied automatically then raised a hand to her mouth in horror at her indiscretion. “Four!” I exclaimed. “No wonder you’re both exhausted. Jesus! Four times!” She blushed bright pink and nodded. “Did he cum all four times?” She nodded bashfully again. “Wow!” “Was... Was it good?” I asked hesitantly, “as good as when this happened?” I stroked her bump. “It was better this time, knowing you were okay about it all,” she said softly, looking around to make sure none of the kids were nearby. “Sex with Simon is amazing,” she chuckled, “as you heard, but one reason it’s amazing is that I know you love me whatever he and I do.” Her words made me very happy, although something inside me still hurt. “Do ...

... you feel any more content now?” I asked. She nodded. “I am. I feel more… more complete now,” she thought a bit longer, “it’s as if I just had to know how he felt about me, that he still cared… And he does, Tim. He really cares about me and the baby. I can carry it happily to full term now” “You didn’t let slip it’s his baby, did you?” “Of course not! But he’s bound to be suspicious. He’s not the brightest star in the sky but even he can do simple maths.” There was a brief silence. “Where is he now?” I asked. “In the main bathroom, showering and shaving. He’s very nervous about meeting you this morning.” Her voice drifted away for a moment. “Tim…?” She asked. I could guess what was coming next. “I’m going to have to see him again, you realise that?” I smiled ruefully. “I thought you would. And it’s ok with me as long as it’s not too often, you’re very discreet and you remember who you’re married to afterwards, even if you do forget it sometimes when you’re with him.” There were small tears in her eyes again as she looked at me. “I do love you…” A thought crossed my mind. “Claire... You set me up again, didn’t you?” She looked into my smiling face with an innocent expression. “I know you; you don’t leave things to chance. You knew Simon was keen to visit before you even talked to me about it, didn’t you?” She said nothing. “That’s why you had his answer so quickly.” Again all she did was smile sweetly at me and I knew I was right. “Well now he’s here you’d better make the most ...