I don’t really know how to take it. But as his breathing evens and I know he’s fallen asleep, I allow myself to feel safe and secure. I know that when my pregnancy comes out, it will change everything. In the meantime, I’m determined to enjoy what little time I have with this beast of a man, before he finds out my secret and never wants to speak to me again.
KEETS
My stomach rumbles as I wake to the smell of sizzling bacon. Following my nose, I find Natalie in the kitchen of the bar wearing nothing but one of my t-shirts and a pair of pink panties as she dances to the radio and flips bacon in a pan. Her hair is wet as though she’s just showered, and my cock stirs at the thought of her, naked and wet. I lean against the doorframe and watch her ass wriggling in those tiny briefs, allowing a quick moment of appreciation. “You know, I think you’re violating at least three different health codes.” I laugh and she shrieks, while spinning to face me.
“Don’t scare me like that!” She laughs once she’s caught her breath. “Are you hungry?”
“Starving,” I admit, rubbing my stomach as I pout for the full effect. She eyes me strangely then bursts out laughing again before turning around, sliding the bacon onto two plates. Quickly frying a few eggs, she places them on the plates with some buttered toast and carries them out into the main bar area. I follow her like a lost little puppy, hypnotized by the way her ass moves in those panties.
Taking a seat at one of the round tables, she sets our plates down and looks up at me expectantly. “Aren’t you going to join me?” She smiles, and I shake my head as I sit opposite her and pull my plate closer. “Where’s Zeke?”
“He called this morning to say he’s going to be staying with a friend until Stone and Shan get back,” she answers around a mouth full of toast. I nod pensively, still unsure of how to handle the situation. Zeke isn’t my son, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about him as if he were. At least you know he’s safe. Shaking my head slightly, I I pick up my fork and stab aggressively at a piece of bacon.
“You know,” I say between mouthfuls, “I’ve never had breakfast with a girl in her underwear before.”
She glances down at herself and shrugs. “I was comfortable.”
“Oh, I’m not complaining beautiful. I wouldn’t mind waking up to a sight like that every morning.”
The words fall from my mouth before I have the chance to catch them. I watch helplessly as her face slowly changes from shock to an obviously faked, mild indifference.
“Well,” she laughs, spearing a piece of bacon with her fork, “maybe one day, you’ll get to have that.”
A sharp jolt of awareness shoots through my heart as I realize that I will never get to have that. I had it once, with Liz. How dare I try and recreate that happiness now with another woman? Liz and I will be reunited in less than three weeks; my last moments can’t be spent with another woman, especially one who makes me smile and laugh the way Natalie does. Abruptly, I push my plate away and stand, almost knocking my chair over in the process.
She pauses with the fork halfway to her mouth, which is wide open in shock. “Are you okay?” she asks, concern marring her pretty features.
“Yeah,” I say a little uncertainly. “I just remembered I have some stuff to do. Will you be okay on your own for the day?”
“Of course,” she replies, looking a little offended that I would ever think she wouldn’t be okay. “Go do what you need to do. I’ll just tidy up the office a bit and maybe go into town to do some shopping.”
I nod, not really hearing her. “Okay,” I say, hurrying into the office to pull my clothes and boots on. Grabbing the keys to my truck, I rush out of the bar without looking in Natalie’s direction, well aware that she’s still sitting there in my t-shirt and those damn pink panties.
I drive for what seems
KEETS
My stomach rumbles as I wake to the smell of sizzling bacon. Following my nose, I find Natalie in the kitchen of the bar wearing nothing but one of my t-shirts and a pair of pink panties as she dances to the radio and flips bacon in a pan. Her hair is wet as though she’s just showered, and my cock stirs at the thought of her, naked and wet. I lean against the doorframe and watch her ass wriggling in those tiny briefs, allowing a quick moment of appreciation. “You know, I think you’re violating at least three different health codes.” I laugh and she shrieks, while spinning to face me.
“Don’t scare me like that!” She laughs once she’s caught her breath. “Are you hungry?”
“Starving,” I admit, rubbing my stomach as I pout for the full effect. She eyes me strangely then bursts out laughing again before turning around, sliding the bacon onto two plates. Quickly frying a few eggs, she places them on the plates with some buttered toast and carries them out into the main bar area. I follow her like a lost little puppy, hypnotized by the way her ass moves in those panties.
Taking a seat at one of the round tables, she sets our plates down and looks up at me expectantly. “Aren’t you going to join me?” She smiles, and I shake my head as I sit opposite her and pull my plate closer. “Where’s Zeke?”
“He called this morning to say he’s going to be staying with a friend until Stone and Shan get back,” she answers around a mouth full of toast. I nod pensively, still unsure of how to handle the situation. Zeke isn’t my son, but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about him as if he were. At least you know he’s safe. Shaking my head slightly, I I pick up my fork and stab aggressively at a piece of bacon.
“You know,” I say between mouthfuls, “I’ve never had breakfast with a girl in her underwear before.”
She glances down at herself and shrugs. “I was comfortable.”
“Oh, I’m not complaining beautiful. I wouldn’t mind waking up to a sight like that every morning.”
The words fall from my mouth before I have the chance to catch them. I watch helplessly as her face slowly changes from shock to an obviously faked, mild indifference.
“Well,” she laughs, spearing a piece of bacon with her fork, “maybe one day, you’ll get to have that.”
A sharp jolt of awareness shoots through my heart as I realize that I will never get to have that. I had it once, with Liz. How dare I try and recreate that happiness now with another woman? Liz and I will be reunited in less than three weeks; my last moments can’t be spent with another woman, especially one who makes me smile and laugh the way Natalie does. Abruptly, I push my plate away and stand, almost knocking my chair over in the process.
She pauses with the fork halfway to her mouth, which is wide open in shock. “Are you okay?” she asks, concern marring her pretty features.
“Yeah,” I say a little uncertainly. “I just remembered I have some stuff to do. Will you be okay on your own for the day?”
“Of course,” she replies, looking a little offended that I would ever think she wouldn’t be okay. “Go do what you need to do. I’ll just tidy up the office a bit and maybe go into town to do some shopping.”
I nod, not really hearing her. “Okay,” I say, hurrying into the office to pull my clothes and boots on. Grabbing the keys to my truck, I rush out of the bar without looking in Natalie’s direction, well aware that she’s still sitting there in my t-shirt and those damn pink panties.
I drive for what seems
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