New Enceladus - chapter 10 - Sex Stories

New Enceladus - chapter 10

... People see Therese's main indulgence as a handicap. She started wearing larger blouses and dresses with a pillow underneath, so she can pretend she’s pregnant again. She tells people she has difficulty with her weight, and acts ashamed that she’s fat, but loves to feel like a pregnant mom.

I still enjoy her fetish too, and even help her dress, though she rarely needs any help. My lower legs and her left eye no longer work, but occasionally we still find the time and energy to have fun with the rest, even being post-centenarians.

I saw the corner of her pillow sticking out of her blouse a little and covered it as a young man walked near us. I didn't let on that I knew who he was.

"Mayor Nivesku! It's an honor to meet you, sir!" The look in his eyes and his forced, nervous smile told me he was up to something.

"I hope you don't mind if I impose on you for a bit of advice, sir?"

My hearing wasn't great anymore, and sometimes I used that to my advantage. I cupped my hand next to my ear and almost yelled; "What?"

"I'm Ahmed Davies, the new mayor of New Hyderabad. I hope you can help me with a difficult decision?"

I decided to have a bit of fun with him. Very loudly, I replied, "I agree, sometimes that Evan Davies really is a bad mayor. Where do you need the incision?" I held up a dull butter knife.

He looked up at the sky and clenched his fists in frustration. I kept a serious look on my face but laughed on the inside. Therese is still kinder than I ever ...

... was, and held out a screen so he could type his questions. She knew my hearing wasn't that bad, and I caught her smiling a bit.

After some typing, he showed me the screen; "It's a great honor to meet you, sir. I'm mayor Ahmed Davies, from New Hyderabad. I hope you can spare some time and give me a little advice?"

From a half-century in politics and a quarter-century in security, I could tell he was about to be in trouble and wanted help getting out of it.

I motioned to my helper Olga, and she pushed my wheelchair away from the crowd. Olga walked away and would return if I waved to her or called her using the screen.

Ahmed typed out, "Mayor Demitri, I have to make a difficult decision. A few people in my city broke a couple of major rules. Nobody was hurt, but they still need to be punished. A few girls are pregnant illegally. What do you think I should do?"

Now I knew why he was in trouble. I wasn't going to go easy on him. I VERY SLOWLY started typing.

He mumbled; "But MY hearing is fine, he could just tell me ..." He restrained himself and didn't complain any further.

There was a reason I didn't ask my question out loud. Eventually I finished typing; "How many of the babies are yours, and what is the age of the youngest girl?"

He was shocked and ashamed.

He looked down and said, "The youngest one is ..." He reached for the screen.

In a natural voice, I said; "If the youngest is at least child-bearing age, you should start a family with them. If ...