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One Flight Delayed

... parental rights,” Serie said as she began pulling papers from her purse.

I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what to say. I thought about the responsibility and distance. I didn’t want a child before that moment and I tried to reach into myself to see if that feeling had changed. As far as I could tell I still wanted to be the single rock star bachelor for a while. I couldn’t find it within me to want to be involved or raise the child. I knew Serie would be an amazing mother and I would complicate that.

I decided right then and there I would honor her wishes and agreed to everything.

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be cold. I just want to get this nastiness done with,” Serie said.

Once the documents were secured and her purse clamped shut Serie became the warm woman I remembered. We talked alone in the corner while the band played and everyone danced. We talked for hours getting to know one another in a way we didn’t have time for back in the Denver Airport.

When the music stopped and the lights came on we stood. Tia had left with her bride and the cake was nothing but crumbles. Serie leaned in and gave me a hug.

“Swing by my room after the reception,” Serie said. “And if you brought your magical tongue, we can have one more night of fun!”

I looked at her bulging tits and belly. I knew right there I had a new fetish.

“I’ll be by,” I said. “But my tongue comes with my dick – so I hope you’re eager for one more wild ride.”

Serie just winked as she slid her room key into my pocket, her hand gently rubbed my penis through my pocket. I knew this would be another night to remember.