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Themes/Kinks - Expressionless, Cold, Modern...
Also, this is all one chapter; wanted to try it, so let me know what you think at the end.
Going to be a long read, so...
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Opening the door to my home, I yawned as I locked the door behind me, sitting down to take my shoes off and place them in the cubby.
My stockings felt slippery on the freshly cleaned hardwood floors, and I smiled softly as I walked quietly through the dark house, making my way to the kitchen.
It was past midnight, and I had just gotten off of some optional overtime at the office, so I didn't want to wake my beautiful wife of six years up.
Thinking of my sleeping beauty upstairs, I bit my lip as I felt a heat permeate my loins, and something hard strained against the suit pants I wore, and I reached up to loosen my tie and collar, letting my above average chest breathe a little.
Seeing a plate on the table, I grinned as I got a whiff of the roast that my wife made for dinner, taking the plate and placing it in the microwave.
Taking off my jacket and throwing it over a chair, I waited for my food before taking it out right as it was about to beep, making sure to keep myself quiet.
The smell of roast, macaroni and cheese, and potatoes wafted from the plate, and my stomach growled as I grabbed some utensils.
Sitting down, I took out my phone as I began to dig in, opening my email and sorting through all the spam and unneeded emails, cleaning it out.
When that was finished, I opened my calendar to check the dates for anything important, nodding to myself as I saw the anniversary date a week away.
Good, I still have some time...
Finally, as had become ritual, I opened my photo albums and scrolled through, selecting one at random.
Oh, our school day~!
Hehe~
Giggling to myself, I looked through the various selfies I had taken of my wife and I - just friends at the time - and relived as many memories as I could, enjoying the warmth I found at her ever cold face.
We were... polar opposites in some regards.
I had a permanent smile on my plump lips, while a cute button nose and droopy eyes made me rather amicable to be with, and as such my personality was warm and open.
I loved meeting new people and talking to them, but I also loved to tease people...
Especially those that lusted after my body; even back then, I was a well developed girl, with large breasts, wide hips, and a round butt.
It wasn't just the guys that wanted me either; the other futa's wanted a piece of me too, and so did the girls, since I was a futa myself.
Add onto that my natural ginger hair and freckles that made me all the warmer, and I was a social butterfly~!
One that had no problems learning what 'pollen' it wanted...
I experimented as a teen, learning and exploring my sexuality, and I found that I preferred the fairer sex right away, but that I didn't mind being the one penetrating or being penetrated.
Either felt great, and as such I became a rather... sought after woman.
On the other hand, my wife was a recluse.
A tall, gorgeous black haired woman that looked like a model, she had piercing blue eyes and plump lips that never moved from a straight line, while her more elegant curves made her... well, elegant.
Always dressed in proper attire, she stood out as a mature girl in our school, wearing dresses and suits that screamed rich, and as such she was sought after as well.
From what I could recall, she wasn't exactly afraid of people, nor was she one to hate them, she just... preferred her time to be spent alone, with her books, paintings, or piano.
She dated a few girls back then - usually futa's - and I heard from them that she was the same in bed as she was in public.
Cold, emotionless, and quiet.
Even as they tried to use pain to get her to moan, or introduced toys, she remained quiet, laying there and taking their cocks.
Chuckling, I realized I had fell for her after hearing that for the first time, the idea of trying to elicit some emotion from her at all proving to be an intriguing challenge for myself.
I didn't even want to date her when I first started pestering her; I just wanted to make her smile or shout at me in anger.
Somehow, that led to a decade plus of a relationship and six years of marriage.
Wow... we were almost thirty weren't we...
Damn, I'm old.
Anyways, I stared at my phone for awhile longer, reminiscing on how I began to pester her more and more, before I eventually realized I wanted to date her.
Asking her out, she said yes, and the rest was history.
We went on dates, hung out at school, had sex in different positions and places...
Everything was normal about our relationship, except for her inability to make expressions.
That only captivated me more, and I decided I would be her expression maker instead, my heart entirely captured by her cool, frosty expression.
I giggled as I recalled the dumbfounded expressions of her parents as I told them I fell for her not because of her beauty or talent - though that certainly helped - but that I fell for her because of what most considered a 'defect'.
Closing the phone, I finished my plate and washed it off, placing it in the drying rack before grabbing my jacket and made my way upstairs.
Tossing off my clothes, I placed them in the dirty pile before draping a negligee onto my voluptuous curves, and I crawled into bed beside my wondrous icy wife, hugging her to my chest as I drifted to sleep.
When I awoke, I chuckled to myself as I found myself alone like always.
I've never woke up with her in my arms, and I doubt that will ever change, since...
Getting up, I stretched and grinned as the scent of cooking bacon and scrambling eggs wafted into my nostrils, and my stomach grumbled with need.
Remaining in my negligee, I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen, finding my beautiful wife standing in front of the stove, flipping the bacon.
Wearing a cute black dress that hung loosely over her body, she displayed her difference to me right there; my negligee was entirely see through, and I was currently displaying my desires openly.
Hugging her from behind, I rested my hard cock between her supple asscheeks, before burying my nose into her neck and muttering "Good morning Amanda."
Taking a deep breath of her natural rosy scent, I sighed contentedly as I enjoyed her warmth, only to chuckle as she muttered "Off, Matilda. I'm cooking."
Kissing her neck, I released her and leaned on the counter beside her, watching as she cooked breakfast.
"Y'know, last night I went through my photo albums from back in school, and I have to say..."
Smiling at her, I saw those piercing blue eyes turn towards me as I said "You've only grown more beautiful, Amanda... I love you."
"Mmn."
She nodded, and I smirked at her simple grunt of agreement, not bothered by her lack of saying it back.
I learned that very quickly into our relationship; she rarely spoke, and when she did, it was up to you to read between the very large lines.
Personally, I never minded it, since I could talk a brick wall to sleep, so...
Yup~!
Of course I also wanted to hear it back a few times, but I grew to savor when she did say it.
Yawning, I continued to watch her cook, before looking down towards my erection that refused to go away.
"Amanda, can we have sex before you get to your studio?"
"Mmn."
She nodded again, and I grinned at her as I kissed her cheek, rushing upstairs to grab the box of condoms.
She didn't speak often, but I found that she had the same sexual appetite I did, which was perfect~!
Grabbing the box, I frowned slightly at the half full box, quickly looking for another only to find the drawer empty.
Sighing, I took the box downstairs and placed it on the table, beaming at Amanda as she began to plate our food.
Like a kid I squirmed in my seat as I awaited my 'dessert', scarfing down my large portion with gusto while Amanda nibbled on her bacon and smaller portion.
Sitting across from one another, we ate in silence before I grinned at her, taking the plates and placing them in the sink.
Watching me clean off the table, Amanda sipped on her coffee quietly, before getting up and bending over as I returned, allowing me access to her cunt.
Grabbing a condom, I ripped it open and slid it down my throbbing cock before reaching for Amanda's dress, flipping it up to reveal her perky pale ass.
Crouching, I buried my nose into her wet cunt and inhaled her strong scent, only to plunge my tongue deep into her snatch and scoop out some of her nectar.
Enjoying her juices for a few moments, I got up and wiped off my lips, glancing down to see Amanda on her phone, scrolling through her own photo albums.
Guiding my cock into her pussy, I groaned as her tight folds wrapped around my shaft as I buried myself to the hilt.
Leaning over her, I rested my breasts on her back as I stared at her phone as well, smiling as I started to hump her juicy ass.
"Oh~ Looking at some old club photos, hmm~? Do you miss our school days~! Fuck~! Do you miss them, Amanda~?"
I panted as her pussy constricted around my cock, while her cervix kissed the tip of my dick with each thrust.
She nodded her head, scrolling to a photo of us in front of her painting, and I moaned loudly before speaking.
"That was the painting that won you that award, right~? The... oh fuck~! The Volkov Award?"
"Yes."
Thrusting harder into her cunt, I blanked out for a moment as my balls spasmed, my ejaculation starting.
Moaning into her ear, I filled the condom inside her, my cum shooting from my tip like a geyser.
Pulling out, I grabbed the condom from her pussy and tied it up, placing it on the table beside her as I grabbed another.
Slipping it on, I returned to her pussy with glee, my lust sparked by her amazing body.
"What do you want for our anniversary, Amanda~? A new ring? Some flowers? Paints? Ah~! Maybe that piano you used to have~!"
She shook her head, still scrolling through her phone even as I pounded against her cervix.
Falling silent, I focused on ravishing her first before thinking of a list, going over what she could possibly want this year.
Filling another condom, I grabbed a new one and lifted Amanda onto the table, forcing her to look at me.
Putting her phone down, my wife wrapped her arms around my back and stared at me blankly, causing me to shiver.
"Damnit~! Fuck, I love you~! I love you so much Amanda~!"
Pulling her close, I continued to thrust into her, our morning melting away into lots and lots of sex, until I needed to stop because we ran out of condoms.
Seeing the small pile of fist sized condoms littering the table, I panted as I wiped off my sweat, all while Amanda allowed her dress to fall back over her beautiful ass.
Kissing her lips, I whined softly as I whispered "I want to keep going, Amanda, but we don't have any more condoms... I'll add them to the list..."
Sighing, I looked down at my dirty cock - still entirely erect - before moving away from Amanda, knowing she didn't like me leaving stains on her clothes.
Moving the condoms into a new trash bag, I watched as Amanda grabbed her phone and moved towards her studio, likely working on a new commission.
A talented artist, she made enough money to not worry about needing a job, but...
Like most artists, when she got into a dry spell, that money didn't matter since she could earn little for months on end.
I made a stable salary, but sometimes her commissions were half my salary alone, sometimes equal to my salary.
Sometimes, she didn't find any work.
Thankfully - in a logical sense - Amanda managed her money extremely well, only buying food, covering bills, and buying more art supplies.
She never purchased things for herself, didn't splurge...
Which - illogically - made me upset.
I wanted her to have nice things, so I usually saved up to get her something nice, something I thought she'd like.
She usually wore them - I bought her rings, necklaces, bracelets, purses... but she never seemed too excited about them.
Not that she was ever... too excited about much.
Sighing, I moved over towards our couch and turned on the tv, flicking through the channels before finding one of my shows, spending my day off with my mind turned off.
I wouldn't see Amanda again until later, when she came out to make dinner, so I enjoyed the quiet of the house as I did random things.
Rode the exercise bike, watched a few shows, read a few books, masturbated...
Y'know, normal things.
All while I wondered what to get her this year.
Looking around the house, I saw the various paintings she painted of us or of our house, before sighing as I collapsed onto the couch once more, still in my negligee.
Hmm...
What to get?
That was a question on my mind all night long, even as I went out to buy as many boxes of condoms as I could, wanting to relish my wife as much as I could this week, to let her know I still very much desire her.
Making love to her in our bed, I filled another dozen condoms before watching as she went to shower, eventually joining her as I cleaned everything else up.
I awoke the same as yesterday, and I began to get myself ready for work as I showered once more before brushing my teeth.
Grabbing a condom, I went downstairs and greeted my wife with a kiss as she presented the plates of breakfast foods to me, before she looked down towards the condom in my hand.
Wordlessly, Amanda flipped up her dress once more and presented her plump pussy to me, allowing me to start my day off right as I ravaged her cunt for a few minutes, filling a condom inside her.
Sighing contentedly, I watched as she took the condom from me and threw it away, before wiping her thighs clean of her juices.
Making sure my suit was still clean, I sat down and began to eat, checking my watch as I did so.
"Good, I have time! Hey Amanda, what're you making for dinner tonight?"
Stirring some milk into her coffee, Amanda stared at me before muttering "Pork chops."
"Oh~! Sounds good! Hey, wasn't pork chops the meal we had when we first moved in here? If I remember, we-"
I spoke to her as I ate, reminiscing about something as trivial as the pork she made for our first meal here, before eventually finishing off my plate and placing it into the sink.
Giving her a kiss, I bade my wife goodbye before making my way to work, driving through early morning traffic as I made my way to my job.
I worked as one of two secretaries to a big shot jewelry company CEO, and she was someone I had known for a long time.
My job was to manage her schedule outside of the company, organizing any events and making sure everything went well, while my coworker managed everything inside the company, as well as managed our bosses sexual needs - though that was unofficial, of course.
Entering the offices, I made my way to the top floor and sat down at my desk, pulling up the schedule for the month and taking notes, making sure to organize everything for my boss as best I could.
Ignoring the moans from the office behind me, I drafted up a plan for my boss regarding her business venture this weekend, where she would be taking my coworker - Saraka - to a beachside resort for a diamond showcase, where she was the provider of most of the diamonds.
I held no ill will towards my boss nor towards Saraka - I actually considered both to be good friends - so I made sure that the plans and reservations they had were in order before compiling a travel addendum for them to follow.
That was how my morning ended, and noon soon rolled around, Saraka and our boss still fucking relentlessly inside her personal office slash bedroom.
Getting up, I knocked on the door and shouted "It's lunchtime! What do you two want?"
The moaning continued, but I eventually heard Saraka's strained voice as she moaned "O-Oh~ R-Right there Alexis! Fuck me right there~!"
"Saraka, Matilda is asking what you want for lunch... be a good girl and answer her, will you?"
A gruff, raspy voice echoed out, and I sighed as I knew Alexis had just sped up her thrusts, making it so Saraka couldn't answer.
"Oh, what a pity... Matilda dear, get me something greasy! Oh, and if you could pick up some towels and the like while you're out, that'd be great~! Take it bitch! Fuck~!"
Rolling my eyes, I ignored their antics and left, going to grab lunch at some fried chicken place before returning with towels.
When I did return, I was greeted with the sight of Saraka sitting at her desk, typing furiously as she tried to catch up with the work she missed earlier.
She was a dark skinned woman with smooth silky hair that she always had tied into a braid, and her pencil skirt hugged her large ass tightly, while her perky breasts were propped up by her tight shirt.
Saraka was a damn good worker, and she did her work twice as fast as most people, which was why she had the position she did.
Her work was done perfectly, she managed to knock out work for weeks in advance, and she was efficient.
On the other hand, there was our boss.
A genius when it came to gemstones and jewelry, Alexis Kiminiski was a lazy woman who would rather spend her days lounging around or having sex, though again, she was a genius.
Her office was lined with her personal collection - rings, earrings, bracelets, necklaces, and gemstones she had made or cut herself, each worth multiple million dollars.
The catalogue of jewelry she herself sold to other large companies or to billionaires were also exquisitely expensive, and that was why she had managed to make such a large company like ours.
And it was why no one cared about her lazy style; actually most of the bigger customers preferred the laid back style she had, saying it was more like buying some tea instead of gems worth more than most would ever see in their lifetime.
A tall, voluptuous blonde woman, Alexis was a bombshell beauty that had it all, and that included a gaggle of girls that fawned over her.
Saraka was her work piece, then she had different women waiting for her back at her giant mansion.
Leaning against Saraka's desk, Alexis fiddled with her tablet as she toyed around with a new design, only to grin at me as she smelt the fried chicken that I brought in.
"Oh, Poppy's Fried Chicken! Damn, good choice Matilda~!"
Heading her a bag, I placed another on Saraka's desk, the other woman giving me a smile as she finished her work and began to eat.
Plopping into my seat, I sighed as I too began to eat, instantly earning a look from both Alexis and Saraka.
"Oh no... Matilda's sighing again."
"Yeah... What now, Matilda? Amanda problems?"
Glaring over at them, I bit into a chicken tender before saying "Our seventh anniversary is coming up, and I don't know what to get her."
Saraka rolled her eyes at me, the dark skinned woman taking a bite of her food before saying "You say that every year Matilda. What did you get her last year? That special sapphire ring that matched her eyes?"
Nodding, I glanced at Alexis as she shrugged, saying "I'm out of ideas, Matilda. Amanda's a unique girl, that's for sure. Besides, my... 'gifts' are always either too expensive for you to consider, or it's just... sex? Though, from what you've said, sex isn't an issue, so..?"
I sighed again as I finished my chicken tender, reaching for another as I said "It's... difficult, since she doesn't seem to want anything! I want to make her feel special, y'know? But she doesn't make it easy... Most of the time, it feels like I'm dressing up a doll whenever I get her gifts."
Alexis snorted, while Saraka nodded, adding "She looks like one, so that fits."
Glaring at them both, they raised their hands before taking another bite from their food.
"I don't know what to- Wait, Matilda, how old are you two going to be?"
"26-27, why?"
Raising a brow, Alexis leaned over and pat Saraka's belly as she said "Are you both thinking about kids yet? You don't have too much time before it'll become... harder, y'know? Saraka here is trying for one now, hence us fucking every morning till noon. And Fatima is pregnant, while Olivia wants a baby. You're only getting older, Matilda."
Frowning, I glanced down at my desktop, which had a screensaver of Amanda and I on our wedding day, and I sighed as I said "I haven't asked her recently, but Amanda's never... wanted a child? Or at least, I think so, since we always use protection."
"Nah, couldn't do that. Hate how a condom feels... Ahem, anyways, I'd say plan a nice dinner for your special night, then ask if you are able to try? 'Course, I'd still have a physical gift ready just in case. Something more personal. She still paints, right? Get her a new set of really nice brushes, or some special paints. I hate to say it, Matilda, but Amanda's not a... normal gal, as harsh as that sounds. Shiny things don't interest her, designer clothing or bags mean little..."
"I know, it's just... Whenever I get her art supplies, she doesn't seem excited either! I mean, the gold paint that I got her two years ago, back when she was doing that commission for you, she never touched. I thought she could use it for your stuff and some personal stuff, since her family loves gold and all that!"
Sighing, I rested my head in my hands as I stared at the computer screen, feeling confused.
I really loved Amanda, but sometimes it felt hard to love her...
I shook that thought from my mind right away, and Saraka said "Matilda, just do a nice dinner somewhere; Alexis can help get a reservation at a fancy winery or something. Go have a night out, enjoy yourselves, and see what she feels regarding a kid. As for a gift, get a bottle of expensive wine or something to take home with you... Amanda was never a flashy girl, nor have I ever seen her drink, so maybe you'll get something out of her when she's tipsy. Besides that... hells Matilda, you picked the hardest woman in the world to deal with sometimes. That's a good and bad thing, but... you do you..."
Giving them both a small smile, I took a deep breath and nodded, before checking my watch and cleaning off my desk as I said "Back to work..."
The day dragged by as I remained locked inside my mind, mulling over the thought of having a baby with Amanda.
The problem with that line of thinking was that, the last three times I brought up children, Amanda made herself crystal clear that her answer was no.
It was to the point that whenever I suggested sex without a condom, Amanda got up and walked away, not wanting to 'talk' to me for the rest of the night, so...
I hadn't brought it up in a long, long time...
When I clocked out from the office, I drove home a little after rush hour, managing to arrive just as the sun went down to the horizon.
Pulling into the driveway, I sighed as I sat in the idling car for a little longer, my thoughts all over the place, before I noticed that the studio light went out, suggesting Amanda knew I was home.
Smiling softly, I turned off the car and got out, locking it up before walking inside, where I heard Amanda listening to some piano music in the kitchen.
Taking off my shoes and slipping out of my jacket, I yawned as I entered the kitchen, approaching my wife from behind.
Her natural rosy scent was covered by the smell of paints and oils, and I felt my heart warm up at the thought of her resuming her artwork.
She had been in a bit of a slump recently, so...
This was good.
"Amanda... How were you today? I didn't mean to get home so late, but... got a little held up at work. Y'know how Alexis and Saraka are."
She nodded, beginning to sauté the vegetables in a wine sauce of some kind with me draped over her back.
"Y'know, I was thinking about our anniversary, and I think this year we should do something different."
Amanda paused for a moment, her piercing blue eyes flickering over towards me before returning to the pan.
"I was thinking about a night out in the city, going around to see some places; there's that art gallery that opened up recently by Fovos Street, a concert halls hosting a play featuring a rather good pianist... maybe get dinner somewhere nice, like that winery atop Birchan Complex, then come home..."
Studying her reaction - or as much of it as I could - I smiled softly as I asked "How does that sound, love? We usually stay inside on our anniversary, so I thought this'd be a good change of pace for us~! Though, don't worry~! I'll still have more than enough energy to take good care of my beautiful wife that night... So, sound good?"
Amanda remained silent in my arms, and I watched as she stirred the vegetables around before muttering "Alright. Art Gallery. Dinner. Home."
My smile widened, and I kissed her cheek as I repeated "Art Gallery, then dinner, then we come home~! Sounds good love~! I'm looking forwards to it~! Just as much as I'm looking forwards to those pork chops~!"
Kissing her once more, I said "I'm going to go change real quick love, be back soon~!" before releasing her, giving her rear a gentle tap as I added "With some condoms too~!"
Grinning at her, I saw Amanda shake her head slightly at that, though I knew she was just exasperated at my thirst for her.
Throwing off my clothes, I grabbed a new negligee and a handful of condoms before slipping back downstairs, where I sat at the table and watched as she finished up.
Dressed in a cute apron and a pair of black pants and a shirt, Amanda had her hair tied into a messy bun, revealing her pale nape.
Watching my beautiful wife work was always a pleasure, and I moaned softly as my cock began to harden.
Our children would be rather beautiful too, wouldn't they?
A woman with her midnight black hair, our fair skin, my emerald green eyes, her cool expression and grace...
Or maybe my more cheery expression with soft sea green eyes, freckles and lighter black hair?
Oh, but my mom had blonde hair, and Amanda's dad was a brunette, so our children could be those too right?
"Matilda?"
Glancing over her shoulder, Amanda stared at me in confusion as I realized I was muttering to myself, and I grinned at her as I shook my head.
"Nothing, love. Just... daydreaming is all."
She stared at me for a few moments more before turning back to her cooking, finishing it up.
Placing everything down in front of us, Amanda sat across from me once more, staring intently at my face as I scarfed down the food.
"Amanda?"
She looked down from my gaze, picking at her pork as she muttered "Nothing.", only adding to my own confusion.
Shrugging, I practically licked my plate clean, and I went to wash everything else off while she finished her own plate, adding it to the sink.
"Upstairs tonight, please. Tired."
"Alright~! Get ready for me, Amanda... Alexis and Saraka were fucking all day long, so I'm rather horny... not that it takes much... especially not with a beautiful woman like you~!"
I grinned at her, and she just nodded before grabbing the condoms I brought down before going upstairs, leaving me alone in the kitchen.
Humming to myself, I finished up a few minutes later, leaving the plates out to dry on the rack before going upstairs as well, slipping into our bedroom.
Laying on the bed on her stomach was Amanda, her black nightgown hugging her figure perfectly as she read a book, the bedside lamp turned on.
Sitting beside her was a pile of condoms, and I grinned as I slipped off my negligee and crawled onto the bed behind her, taking one of the condoms and slipping it on.
Flipping her dress up, I massaged her ass for a few moments before leaning down, licking her plump slit and savoring the taste, my cock throbbing hard with need as I plunged my tongue into her pussy.
Her taste and scent permeated my head, and I moaned as I gave her oral, all while she read her book.
Savoring her sweet insides, I ate her out till her pussy spasmed, gulping down her juices with relish before sitting up, admiring her slick thighs and perky ass.
"Damnit Amanda... you're so fucking sexy~!"
Grabbing ahold of her ass again, I spanked it and watched as a red mark began to appear on her skin, arousing me further.
Groaning, I mounted her and inserted myself into her pussy, my hands still sunken into her ass.
Thrusting forwards, I moaned loudly as her cunt writhed around my cock, her prior orgasm still ongoing as I pounded against her cervix.
I remained atop my wife for another hour or so, and she put the book down after the first few minutes, my thrusts not allowing her to read it at all, but...
She didn't complain, and I gradually filled each condom inside of her, stacking them beside her ass to increase the visual stimulus some more as I came and came.
When I had run through all the condoms, Amanda got up and went to the shower, cleaning off the excess juices that clung to her thighs, as well as the specks of semen that had leaked from the condoms.
Panting, I stared at my hard work with pride, the mountain of condoms shining under the bedside light that Amanda had left on.
Clearing them away, I eventually joined Amanda in the shower and came a few more times, this time assisted by my wife as she jerked me off with one of her hands, letting me indulge some more.
We eventually finished up in the shower and went to bed, and I went to work the next day feeling much better about everything.
Our routine continued on normally, and I had left the house full and fulfilled, before coming home and letting loose some more with my gorgeous wife in my arms, pinning her under me as we mated primally on the bed.
The week passed by in a blur, and eventually the weekend came around.
Waking up alone again, I groaned as I rubbed at my sore hips, this week of such passionate sex on my part slowly catching up to me, though that didn't stop me from grabbing a few more condoms as I walked downstairs, intending to celebrate this wondrous day with Amanda to the fullest.
Yawning as I went downstairs, I kissed Amanda's cheek before sitting down, watching as she listened to her music as she cooked.
"Amanda, love... we leave at noon to visit the Freyishtra Art Gallery before leaving at around four to go to our early dinner at the Birchan Winery, after which we retire early and come home, likely around... what, six or seven? Then we have all~ night to display our love for one another, Amanda~!"
She nodded as she flipped the French Toast in the pan, the scent of cinnamon and nutmeg filling the kitchen.
When we finished eating, I pulled my wife over to the couch and sat us down, turning on the television as I put on the cooking competition that she loved watching, all while I focused on how her shapely ass bounced on my lap as she rode me.
Enjoying our morning to the fullest, we went to get a shower - of course, my desires ran higher at the sight of her wet body - and made love for a bit under the warm water before drying ourselves off and getting dressed.
Spicing things up a bit on my end, I pulled out the low cut ruby dress I had, the silky fabric hugging my curves wonderfully, and I moved to the sink as I began to do my makeup.
As for Amanda, she took out a simple, yet beautiful navy dress that was studded with glimmering blue stones, while her black coat rested over her shoulders, just in case she got cold.
Looking her over, I smiled warmly at her as I placed a kiss on her lips, taking care to not smudge my lip stick as I muttered "You look even more ravishing in that dress, Amanda... utterly gorgeous."
Nodding, she picked up her purse as she said "You're beautiful as well, Matilda..."
Grinning at her, I escorted her out of the house and into the car, where we drove off into the city.
The Freyishtra Art Gallery was a quiet, opulent little place, and Amanda and I strode in and were in awe of the stunning artwork on display.
Paintings of landscapes so realistic I thought I could walk into them were hung next to simple, yet gorgeous pattern art that was soothing to look at.
Sculptures of abstract designs and historical replicas were resting in the middle of each room, and I observed them with interest, always enjoying a good piece of history, especially when it was of a nude futa rising from a seashell...
Though, Amanda pinched my waist hard as I stared at it for too long...
There were more modern works of 'art', like this weird one of an apple taped to a blank canvas and a splattering of tomato sauce on an already red canvas...
That, to me, wasn't art; it was a mess that should've been cleaned.
So, I went back to the real art, enjoying the mythological painting that displayed the Lion Goddess Nemea fighting against the blue skinned heroine Jahi, their epic battle over the caged dog eared woman in the center being a myth that had found its way into pop culture as movies, books, and shows sprung up from it.
One of my personal favorites, that...
Amanda was more fascinated with the paintings of the night sky, her blue eyes scanning the constellation that the artist had painted onto a black canvas, using deep royal blues and violets to capture the cold atmosphere while the warm yellows and oranges drew the attention to the emboldened constellation.
"Beautiful... that's the Rhefia Constellation, right? Those are the antlers, and that's the smirk she usually was depicted with?"
Hearing my soft whisper as I stood behind her, Amanda nodded as she added "Good contrasting colors..."
"Have you ever thought of painting the night sky, Amanda? We could figure out what constellation was in the sky when we first met, or on our wedding? That would be a good painting to hang up in the living room..."
She nodded once more, her blue eyes sparkling slightly, only for me to have to bite my lip as she turned, placing a kiss on my cheek.
"Damnit Amanda... you cheeky little minx..."
My growl was low and unheard by everyone else, but Amanda simply walked away, unbothered by the fact that I had to turn back to the painting to hide my bulging cock, waiting for the erection to go away.
Clenching my muscles, I took a deep breath before going to find her, pinching her soft ass and glaring at her as we left the gallery, our stay over.
"You are such a minx sometimes, Amanda! Really? We were in public, and my dress makes it rather obvious that I was hard! Did you want to get kicked out?!"
She just looked at me as we entered the car, and I sighed as I focused on the road, before muttering "Sorry... just... don't want to ruin today, y'know? I know you didn't mean much by it..."
Pulling over at the Birchan Complex, I handed the keys to a blushing valet and escorted Amanda inside, smiling warmly at the passerby's - all of whom did a double take as we passed.
Giving my name and showing the letter from Alexis to the receptionist, we were led to our table on the terrace overlooking the city quickly, and Amanda sat as I pulled out her chair, before we uncorked the first bottle of wine.
The dark red liquid looked wonderful in our glasses, and I twirled it with a smile as I raised the glass, looking Amanda in the eye as I said "To seven years together as wives!"
She clinked her glass against mine, and we both took a sip of the red liquid.
I smacked my lips together in appreciation, the wines fruity, dry flavor permeating my tongue, and I said "Rather good, but I prefer fruitier... what about you?"
Taking a second sip, I almost drained my glass before Amanda answered "Dry...", her blue eyes focused on me as I drank.
"Don't worry~! I'll have another glass before eating, so I'll be good for the road~! Though, that means you~ my love, can drink and drink~!"
Amanda only nodded, looking out over the city as she sipped delicately on her wine, barely drinking any as we waited for the meal to come out; everything here was ordered before hand through reservation, so we just needed to enjoy ourselves~!
I made small talk to my wife as we enjoyed the view, the wine perfect for such a relaxing sight as we overlooked one of the cities many parks, which was being illuminated by the descending sun.
When our orders came out, I grinned as I looked down at the mound of penne arrabbiata on my plate, while Amanda received her prime cut of steak, baked potato, small bowl of soup, and a bowl of grilled broccoli and corn.
The food was excellent, and we ate and drank as we - well, I - talked about random things, passing the time in a warm, quiet atmosphere overlooking our beautiful city.
With the first course out of the way, I opened my purse after the table had been cleared and pulled out a small black velvet box, sliding it to Amanda as I said "Happy seven years, Amanda... I know you don't especially desire material things, but I just... thought this would be an excellent gift for my amazing wife."
She reached forwards and took the box, looking at it for a few moments before opening it, revealing the simple gold ring inside.
A thick band of solid 22k gold - didn't want her to damage it easily, but wanted it to be expensive - was situated inside, and studded into the center were two stones.
One dark, ocean blue sapphire that looked elegant, while beside it sat a gleaming emerald of the same size.
I had the ring made to my specifications, ordering the stones myself and putting myself back a good chunk of change, but...
Well, this was what I saved up for each year, so... yeah.
Anyways, I watched as she gently lifted the ring from the box and slipped it onto her right ring finger, the ring a perfect fit.
"So~? What do you think, Amanda? Beautiful?"
I smiled at her, waiting for her to look up from the ring and answer me.
She observed the gold band, twisting her hand a few times before nodding, her eyes meeting mine as she said "Beautiful."
My smile widened into a grin at that, knowing that she meant it; I had gifted her a gaudy bracelet two years ago and she had laid it back into the box without a word, so I knew that she truly thought it to be a good ring.
I reached over and gently held the hand that Amanda put the ring on, running my finger over its smooth surface as I turned towards the cityscape, my heart beating slightly quicker as I asked "Amanda..."
From the corner of my eye, I saw my wife glanced at me, her blue eyes scanning my side profile as she waited for my question.
"Earlier this week... Alexis made a good point. We're... only getting older. Sure, we're still under 30, but each day that passes is one less day we have on this earth together..."
She squeezed my hand slightly, and my smile returned as I looked back at her, enjoying the various emotions she managed to convey in such a small gesture.
"I know, I'm not trying to be... down or dark, Amanda... I just... thought Alexis made an excellent point. I... I really want to spend the rest of my life with you, Amanda, but-"
Amanda continued to watch me closely, her eyes narrowing slightly as her grip on my hand tightened, her cool flesh calming me down as I finished speaking.
"I want to have someone join us - maybe multiple someones. And no, before you reach for that knife there, I'm not saying I want another wife! I... I want to start trying for a child, Amanda. I want to turn what we have from just a comfortable relationship into a warm family; a family of me and you, but also of our child. Maybe more than just one, but... at least one, Amanda. I want to feel the same things my parents and your parents felt as they watched us grow! And... I want to further our love to that point, Amanda. So... do you want to? Do you want to make a family with me?"
The quiet, emotionless Amanda stared at me in silence, her eyes filled with complex emotion as she tapped her fingers against my palm, thinking.
I waited, a smile on my lips as I held her hands in mine, only to grin wildly as she returned her gaze to my eyes entirely, and she spoke.
"If it's with you, Matilda, then... yes. I wouldn't mind starting a family."
Simple, flat, emotionless as ever, but...
I was elated at her words, my heart soaring in my chest as she squeezed my hands once more, and I had to resist the urge to pounce on her here and now.
We were interrupted by the next course of food, namely a platter of dessert items, a pot of coffee and hot chocolate, some dessert wines, and warm cloths to clean our hands with when we were finished.
Taking a cannoli and pouring myself some hot chocolate, I happily munched on the pastry, while Amanda opened a small bottle of limoncello and ate one of the fluffy vanilla cake squares.
I... may or may not have spiked my hot chocolate as well...
Ahem, anyways, after eating our fill of sweets and drinking what we wanted, I had us wait a few more minutes to guarantee I wasn't drunk or tipsy before nodding, passing all of the miniature tests I set myself for such an occasion.
Namely a Breathalyzer, which I passed quite well, so I took Amanda by the arm and escorted her out of the winery, leaving behind a tip of my own to the waitress and chefs on top of what Alexis put down as part of my 'bonus' for the year; the entire day had been paid by her.
Getting into the car, I sped off into the night, entering traffic quickly as we made our way home.
Amanda had hooked her phone to the radio and played her music, and I was rather surprised when I felt her hand resting gently on my thigh.
Moaning slightly, I glanced at my wife, the black haired beauty staring out her window as her fingers danced on my thigh, playing an imaginary piano as she tapped along with the music, both 'practicing' and riling me up.
My cock throbbed hard against my dress, almost tearing the cloth away as I pitched quite the tent inside the stretchy material, surprising a few of the people driving near us whenever they looked over.
I tried my hardest to ignore the slight embarrassment I felt during those moments - which wasn't hard, as Amanda continued to toy with me in a way she had never done before - as I got us home as fast as I legally was able to.
Parking in our garage, I got out and opened Amanda's door, not letting the woman do anything herself as I dragged her into my arms, carrying her bridal style inside.
"Damnit... Amanda, you are such a little minx sometimes..."
My growl filled our empty home, and I glanced over at my wife, who was resting her head on my shoulder as I took us upstairs.
Entering our room, I placed her down inside the bathroom and took a step back, groaning softly as I saw her slender figure highlighted by the white counters.
"Amanda... clean up and get ready... We have the entire weekend to ourselves, and I doubt I'll be able to control myself past this point... I'll meet you back on the bed."
My voice was raspy, and she tilted her head as she stared at me before nodding, watching as I left her to go to the second bathroom.
Slipping out of my dress, I ignored the haze in my mind that demanded I just... go push Amanda down and start ravishing her like a beast, the desire to feel her bare pussy wrapped around my raw cock sending me into a frenzy, but I managed to control myself for now.
I wanted our start to at least be... civil enough...
So, I leaned against the bathroom counter and took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest.
For the first time in a long time, I felt nervous having sex with my wife.
Even after countless boxes of condoms had been used just this week alone as I produced more cum than a teenager, I was nervous that I wouldn't be able to satisfy Amanda tonight, despite knowing that I had made my quiet, icy wife cum multiple times each of our nights together.
My cock throbbed with want, drooling semen onto the counter, but I felt... scared to move, worried that I would somehow mess up tonight and embarrass myself.
However, I was no longer some young, inexperienced teen that loved her girlfriend so much she was nervous to even hold hands with her; no, I was an adult that made love to my wife each and every night.
Amanda loved when I pinned her under me and slammed my hips into her ass, driving my cock deep into her cunt and knocking against her womb countless times, all while my flared tip scraped out her tight pussy and scratched all the places she wanted me to hit.
My wife also loved when I wrapped her up in a tight embrace, pushing our chests together and adding the extra stimulation of rubbing our nipples together while also kissing her as passionately as I could.
All I would need to do were those two positions, and tonight would be perfect.
So I stood back up with that plan in mind and smirked, looking at my reflection for a moment before turning on the sink and splashing my face, washing my light makeup away.
Balling everything up, I tossed my clothes into the hamper and left the bathroom, walking down the dark hall and opening the door to our bedroom, where I saw the most beautiful woman in the world waiting for me.
Long, slender legs were crossed as Amanda sat on the edge of the bed, her manicured feet swaying slightly as she waited for me.
Her plump thighs were on full display as she sat on the bed, while her hands were resting behind her as she leaned back, allowing her breasts to hang freely, both her buds hardened, showing her want for me.
Finally, her long raven black hair fell down her smooth white skin, and I grinned as her piercing blue eyes swiftly locked onto my green eyes as I entered, her lips set in a line like always.
"You look... ravishing as always, Amanda..."
She lifted her right hand and rested it on her knee, and my grin widened as I saw the ring I gifted her glittering on her slender finger.
I approached her, and she finally looked down towards my raging erection, her plucked brow twitching slightly as she noticed the slight pearl of precum that adorned my tip.
"Amanda... If you aren't sure of this, now is the time to speak up... Otherwise, I fear I might not be capable of stopping tonight, my love..."
My voice was soft, barely filling the room as I desperately stared down at her, wanting to continue forwards no matter what.
However, if she wanted to wait, I wou-
Letting out a gasp, I shuddered as her cool fingers wrapped around my shaft, and I watched as she leaned forwards, arching her back to lower herself down to start licking my cock.
"No... I want you, Matilda. This... is my gift... to you."
Her voice was interrupted by her lapping at my tip, her long tongue retrieving my precum each time as I shivered, my heart pounding in my chest as Amanda puckered her lips and took my cock into her throat.
Obviously it wasn't as tight as her pussy, but the novelty of receiving a blowjob for the first time in many years was euphoric, and I shivered once more as I felt that long tongue coil around my shaft, searching for the pleasurable spots that made me moan.
One hand was wrapped around the base of my cock, while the other played with my balls, stimulating them as she searched for the best way to make me cum.
I instinctively rested my hands on her head, stroking her hair as she sped up her blowjob, the slightly clumsy movements adding to the charm of it as she prepared to milk me.
My moans grew to be more frequent as her lips applied pressure around my shaft, while her sucking sounded out sloppily, adding another layer of pleasure to the wonderful blowjob I was receiving.
Amanda didn't slow down as time went on, if anything finding her groove as she sucked harder on my tip, draining me of precum as she massaged my semen out of my balls, preparing me for an ejaculation rather quickly for someone with little practice...
Or I was just becoming more of a quick shot with the knowledge that I was cumming inside my wife and not a rubber...
"A-Amanda~! O-OH FUCK~! Amanda... Amanda~! I'm going to cum~! I'm going to cum~!"
My brain short circuited as her hands sped up, rolling my balls around quicker while her other hand wrung out the base of my shaft, adding to her sloppy sucking as she bobbed her head down to meet her hand.
I gasped as my hips jerked forwards, and I felt my vision go white as I began to ejaculate harder than I have in years, my tip spraying out a fountain of semen into Amanda's throat.
Amanda's throat constricted around my tip randomly as she swallowed down my semen, making me moan as my knees grew weak, the pleasure getting to me as I continued to cum.
Gulping it down, Amanda looked up at me through her thick lashes, those blue eyes narrowing slightly as if to say 'Are you really still cumming?'
However, I missed the look entirely as my balls spasmed again, shooting out another thick rope of sperm as I blanked out completely, leaning over Amanda's head as the euphoria of orgasming into my wife washed over me repeatedly.
When I finally finished secreting cum into her throat, I pulled my cock free and panted, blinking the haze away as I took a step back from her.
Amanda licked her lips as she sat back, her long tongue slightly white as she swallowed the last of my orgasm, and she stared at me in silence for a few moments before saying "Done?"
I chuckled softly as I nodded, my heart still pounding as I replied "That... felt incredible, Amanda... I haven't cum that hard in a long time... but..."
Sitting down on the bed beside her, I sighed as I draped my arm around her shoulder, pulling her close as I continued speaking.
"I still have more in the tank, Amanda... much, much more, and I know where I want it to go... So, are you ready? How do you want to do this, my love?"
My hand trailed down her smooth skin as I reached for her breast, groping it as I smirked at her, the soft, springy flesh feeling so addicting to hold.
"However you want, Matilda."
Hearing her words, I nodded before gesturing to the bed, saying "I want our first time having raw sex in forever to be facing each other, Amanda... I want to make love to you before I ravish your body until we pass out..."
My wife raised her brow at that, before crawling over to the center of the bed and laying on her back, waiting for me.
I raked my eyes over her naked form before joining her, entwining my fingers with hers as I looked down into her blue eyes, a soft smile on my lips as I whispered "I love you so damn much, Amanda..."
As I leaned down, she whispered back "I love you too, Matilda...", sending my heart aflutter as we kissed, the words I've seldom heard over the last decade from Amanda resonating inside me.
Our kiss was deep, and I could taste the remnants of my semen on her tongue as we made out, the sharp taste contrasting her subdued flavor as I pushed down against her, pinning her under me.
My hips ground against her navel as I rubbed my erect cock between our stomachs, moaning into her mouth as I enjoyed the intimate moment.
Moving down a few inches, I slipped my tip against her slick slit and parted from her for a moment, whispering "Last chance, my love..."
Amanda took a deep breath before nodding to me, and I shuddered as I pushed my tip into her folds, penetrating her pussy and finding my way back to her cervix.
Her searing heat and moist cunt made me moan hard as I pushed my way in completely, resting my balls comfortably against her ass as she wrapped her legs around my waist.
Squeezing her hands, I returned my lips to hers as I started gently thrusting in and out of her pussy, the sounds of my girth plunging into her sopping pussy filling the room as we started our first round of sex.
I... embarrassingly enough, can't remember much about that first round, since after a few deep, slow thrusts I lost my mind as Amanda moaned quietly into my mouth, stunning me for a moment.
Eliciting a moan from my wife made me euphoric, and I started to speed up a little to earn another one, all while the pleasure of her drenched folds wringing out my already slick cock assaulted my mind.
I remember swinging my hips down at the beautiful woman pinned under me and spearing into her cervix, my tip kissing it just as deeply as we were up top, all while the shared warmth of our bodies sent me over the edge.
My balls slapped against her ass before clenching as I began my first ejaculation into her womb, both of us moaning hard as I began to shoot my cum like a geyser inside her.
Resting my hips against hers, I screwed my eyes shut as I dumped another thick load inside my wife, this time splattering her womb with my baby batter.
It took a few moments, but eventually I finished cumming, and we both panted slightly as we looked into the others eyes, only for Amanda's eyes to go wide as I began to thrust again, my thrusts much faster now as I moaned above her.
"Oh lord, Amanda~! I... I don't think I can~ stop~! F-Fuck~! Amanda, I..! Ahn~! Y-You're s-so tight~!"
A slight blush covered her cheeks as I speared down into her cervix, churning my previous load inside her as I fucked her hard, intending to impregnate her tonight.
My thoughts on wanting to make love to her flew out the window, and the desire to breed my wife replaced them; don't worry about anything except cumming inside her for now.
Amanda loves sex a little less than I do, but the pleasures of it being raw should make up for any nuance or techniques that I don't use, right?
With that in mind, I began to desperately pound my hips into hers, only stopping when I needed to start ejaculating inside her womb again, making sure to press my cock as deep into her pussy as I could.
I don't know how many loads I sprayed into her from that position, but I do know that by the time I was ready to change positions, Amanda was panting hard and her face was red, the normally icy woman looking so adorable now as she sweated beneath me.
She tried desperately to avoid making eye contact with me, and somehow she had freed one of her hands during my ejaculations, using it to cover her face from me.
"Amanda~! Amanda~! My love~! Accept my love~! Accept my cum~!"
Although I wanted to see her face, my mind blanked as I began to cum again, her slimy pussy accepting more of my sperm as I dumped another load into her, before she yelped quietly as I pulled free from her and spun her around, onto her stomach.
Before she could lift her ass for me, I stuffed her creamy hole back up and clenched her perky asscheeks, kneading them around as I pummeled my hips against them, increasing the tightness as I focused entirely on her ass and cunt.
Amanda bit into the sheets, quieting herself as she withstood my rough treatment, only to clench her fists as I began cumming once more minutes later.
Sweat dripped down my body and onto hers as we mated for hours on end, my semen never running out as I splattered her unguarded womb with rope after rope of sticky cum.
By the end of our session, the moon was descending to the horizon, which was lightening up as the sun began to rise, and I collapsed onto her back, my ginger hair twining with her black hair as I panted into her neck, enjoying her rosy scent that hid beneath the scent of sweat.
"A-Amanda..."
My voice was raspy, and I chuckled softly as I realized I was likely dehydrated.
Considering her ragged breathing, she was too, but I didn't want to leave her warmth behind, nor did I want to pull my cock free from her tight, hot hole.
However, basic human functions won out in the end, and I sighed as I pulled free from her vagina for the first time in a few hours, a large river of semen gushing free, which made her moan.
Groping her ass before getting up, I stretched as I waddled towards the bathroom, getting cups and filling them with water.
I took a few sips from mine and refilled it before returning to Amanda, who was still laying flat on the bed, exhausted.
"Amanda... water."
She looked at me from the corner of her eye before groaning, and I smiled wryly as I helped her up.
Giving her the glass, I watched as she sipped on it greedily, giving small breaks between sips but still managing to down the glass quickly enough, all while she half glared at me.
"Sorry... But, I did tell you that I wasn't going to be able to stop, Amanda... Not when you moaned like that!"
She blushed before punching my arm, making me wince slightly before grinning, continuing on anyways.
"I mean, I don't think I ever heard you moan before~! So I wanted to make sure I heard more, Amanda... it was like a melody to my ears, coming from a Siren~! Enrapturing and gorgeous..."
Amanda glared at me and hit me twice more, her cheeks a healthy crimson as she pouted slightly, before turning away.
"Do you think..? Well, do you think we got lucky, or..?"
She remained silent at that, but her blush only deepened as she shrugged her shoulders, understanding my question.
I let out a sigh as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders, muttering "Either way is good... Now rest, my love... I called out for Monday, so we have time for ourselves... We should rest though..."
Amanda nodded, leaning into my chest, and I yawned before stretching out my legs, wincing slightly at the pain in my waist and lower back.
Sleep still came swiftly, enveloping me in its warm embrace as Amanda and I clung to one another on the bed.
Time continued to pass by after that night, and I loved every waking moment.
We woke up together and went downstairs, still completely nude, and began to make breakfast.
As Amanda prepared to grill the bacon, I slipped into her pussy and started the day off like I always did, only this time I emptied my semen into her womb instead of a condom, and my wife moaned softly as I ravished her pussy raw.
After eating, we took a shower, where I took her a few more times, my arousal incredible as I dumped more cum into her pussy, taking advantage of the shower to keep us clean as we both watched semen leak from her gaping cunt.
Amanda managed to get away from me after that, retreating to her studio and taking a break, while I lounged on the couch, idly stroking my erection as I pulled porn up onto the television, watching as a milf got her holes drilled by three young, spry futa's.
My arousal simply never went away, and I came a few times as I browsed porn movies, before Amanda finally came out of her studio to prepare dinner.
I sat on the counter beside her, watching as she went between cooking and sucking on my cock, gulping down my semen as I blew a few loads into her throat, resulting in her having less of an appetite for dinner.
I... ate everything she made, including what she didn't eat from her plate, replenishing my already voracious appetite.
Then, to no ones surprise, we cleared the table and fucked for the rest of the night, both of us seeking out the other as we desperately tried to breed.
Monday came by, and the same thing happened.
Eat, fuck, rest, fuck, eat, fuck, fuck, sleep.
Simple schedule, but I made it work as our weekend came to an abrupt ending.
Honestly, I think we had more sex in those two and a half days than we did in a month, which was saying something.
Going back to work was terrible, and I was grumpy as I sat at my desk and began to plan everything out, all while Alexis got the enjoyment of having sex when she was supposed to be working.
Saraka took everything Alexis demanded of her and then some, my coworker slobbering all over my boss' shaft when I came back after getting us all lunch, earning them both a glare as I slammed their food onto the table.
"Oh~ Fuck, what's got you in a shitty mood~ Matilda? Saraka, finish me off quick, love~!"
The blonde held the dark skinned secretary's head down as she looked over towards me, making me snarl slightly as I tore into the burgers I got us.
It didn't take long for Saraka to make her lover cum, and I felt irritated as the scent of semen wafted through the office, all while Alexis left herself nude as she sat down in a chair.
"So? Sorry for that, but y'know..."
I sighed, waving my hand at her as I said "No, it's just... a little annoying is all, watching you two have fun..."
"What's up? You never brought this up before, Matilda."
I nodded to Alexis, giving her a small smile as I watched her devour her double cheeseburger before reaching for the second, her appetite as large as mine.
"It's just... here I am at work, and Amanda and I have finally begun to try for a child, which means-"
Waving my hand at them, they both nodded in understanding as I continued on.
"I'm here, listening to you two, all while I want to be at home doing what you two are doing! It's... frustrating is all."
Saraka chuckled, nibbling on her burger as she said "Yeah... I can see why that would be annoying. Wait, don't you have time saved up Matilda? Just take the week off and enjoy yourself!"
Alexis nodded, but they both nodded again as I said "I'd rather save that time for when Amanda is in her last months of pregnancy... Paternity leave is only so long, y'know?"
"Yeah... Well, sorry, but we're still going to be fucking like rabbits, Matilda. I want her knocked up soon, so that the birthday is close to the others. Makes it all easy for me."
Saraka and I rolled out eyes at the selfishness of Alexis, but we had grown to accept that from her, and the day went by smoothly after that.
Days went by once more, and Amanda had stocked up on a few pregnancy tests as we grew closer to her period date.
Our time together was spent having sex, though I had calmed down slightly from the first plunge into raw sex in a long time, so I eased up for both our sakes.
Time slipped by, but eventually, one day, I came home and found Amanda sitting at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee in her hands as she hummed along with her music.
She was still the same quiet, cold woman as before, but now...
"Amanda~! I'm home love~!"
Well, it was no longer going to be just the two of us going forwards, as she raised the pregnancy test and smiled at me, the small plastic instrument telling us both something special.
Amanda was pregnant, and I couldn't be any happier.
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