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For the next hour, I sat in Uncle Tony’s study sipping brandy and having a good time talking and laughing my ass off about nothing. After a while, Easy came into the study with us. Despite being the serious mama’s boy and loving being around women, after a while, he always drifts away from them, and he joins the men. Bobby asked him about it once.
“What’s the matter, Easy, you get tired of being around all those women?”
“They get on my nerves after a while, Uncle Bobby,” my boy said like it was a matter of fact and all me and Bobby could do was laugh at his answer.
It didn’t take long after Easy came in that Michelle was at the door telling me that Cassandra was ready to leave. I got the children ready, said good night to our hosts, and thanked them for a lovely evening.
“It was our pleasure,” Uncle Tony said.
“You have a lovely family here, Mikey,” Felicita said and then she hugged Cassandra. “Make sure this isn’t the last time we see you.”
“Don’t worry, it won’t be,” Cassandra said, and we went home.
Once I said good night to Michelle and Easy, I went to our room to get ready for bed. I heard Cassandra say good night to Easy and then she went to Michelle’s room and I waited to see if there would be what was becoming the customary exchange of words. There wasn’t, and it wasn’t long before Cassandra came in the room with me.
As I sat up to watch the woman who I still consider the most beautiful in the world, pregnant or otherwise get undressed slowly because she knew that I was watching, I thought about my girls and what was going on between them. My mother tells me that the reason they are bumping heads is because they are so much alike, and Michelle is just at that age. Normal or no, I was still going to talk to Michelle about it.
“I see somebody is glad that his wife came to bed with him,” Cassandra said when she pulled back the covers and slid in bed next to me.
“What tipped you off?” I asked and gently pulled her to me. Cassandra rolled on her side, lifted her leg slightly and took my dick in her hand.
“This hard dick,” she said and guided it inside her.
I love, cherish, and crave Cassandra and I am, and always have been more than willing to do whatever it took to satisfy her every desire, no matter what it was.
Fact was, our already incredible sex was now extraordinary, because pregnant pussy is bomb. But, it was more than that. As I eased in and out of her, the mother of the life we created growing inside her, I felt as if we were one. That thought, and the sensation of Cassandra wrapped around me and the feeling of her skin against mine, was mind-blowing.
The following morning when I woke up, I got out of bed and went in the other room to call Wanda.
“You’re not in jail, are you?”
“No, not in jail.”
“Good. Anytime you call me this early in the morning, I think you’re in jail.”
“Except the one morning that I was in jail. That morning, you didn’t ask.”
“Sure didn’t. So, you in jail?”
“No, Wanda. I’m not in jail. But I do need you to meet me at Bobby’s house.”
“That’s even worse.”
I laughed. “Why is that?”
“Because if you want to talk to me and Bobby at this hour, it must be something bad.” When I had no comment, Wanda said, “I’m on my way.”
I ended the call and turned to see Cassandra standing there smiling. “What did he want?”
“Excuse me?”
“Uncle Tony. What did he want?”
I smiled. “He wanted to meet you.”
Cassandra smiled and sat down next to me. “And it was so nice meeting him and Felicita, but I’m talking about the what he wanted that’s got you up early and wanting to talk to Bobby and Wanda about it.”