Hannah's Hot Tub - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Hannah's Hot Tub - Part 2

... post-climax remorse. The night air was cool rather than cold and I could feel goose bumps rising on her smooth skin, as no doubt they were on mine. “Come back into the water,” I said quietly, glancing up guiltily at the bedroom window. The light was still out, the windows closed. “It’s OK!” Hannah hissed as I helped her back into the warmth of the water, “she won’t be home for a while, and we were quiet anyway.” She settled on the submerged bench next to me, her legs across mine as we had been when it had all started weeks ago. I stroked her calves, knees and thighs lovingly and felt her fingers on my forearms in return. The sun descended over the woodland. “Did you enjoy it too?” she eventually broke the silence, her voice still that of a child. “It was lovely,” I replied honestly. “You really mean it?” “Trust me, one of the loveliest ever!” She leaned back, a satisfied smile on her face. “I’m pleased Daddy. Now you can divorce Mummy and marry me instead!” My blood ran cold as the words penetrated deep into my brain, robbing me of all coherent thought. My hand froze on her leg and my body went stiff. “Ow! You’re hurting my leg!” “Sorry I...” I stammered, releasing her calf from my unintentionally hard grip. She frowned at me. “You do want to marry me, don’t you? Now we’ve made a baby you have to marry me!” I could taste the fear in my mouth – hard and metallic. What had I done? What kind of creature had I just made love to? What in God’s name could I do now? “Um... ...

... Hannah... ummm... I mean I... we...” “I always wanted a baby and you’ll be a great Daddy.” Oh my God! I could feel the sweat forming on my forehead and my spine tingled with fear. Then she exploded in laughter. “I’m sorry! I couldn’t resist it! You should see the look on your face!” she exclaimed as her body rocked with convulsions of laughter. “Hannah!” I gasped, stunned. “I’m sorry,” she gulped in mouthfuls of air, “I'm just so happy; so relieved! And there’s something about you that just makes me want to tease you.” My mind span with a mix of hurt, anger and relief – but mostly relief. “Then you’re not…” I asked helplessly. “Don’t worry, I’m on the pill,” she said, stroking me under the chin and grinning. “You’re quite safe.” “On the pill?” I stammered. “I thought you were… might still be…” “A virgin?” she completed my sentence for me. I nodded. “Would you like me to have been?” She added provocatively, still clearly elated at what we had just done. I was not expecting this response and must have looked surprised because she immediately laughed. "Well I'm certainly not a virgin now, am I?" she smiled, the look of triumph still on her face. “I’ve been on the pill for year, silly. Remember how I used to get bad period pains? They put me on it back then.” I remembered it well; it had been one of the worst behaved times of her life, but she continued. "I'm sorry I teased you but I'm just so happy and relieved. I love you so much!" She kissed me on the lips, her face warm and soft next ...