The Boy Next Door by Staci Parker

his cock.
    Mitch groaned, pumping fast into her, causing her tits to shake just before he released his hot cum into her body, completely filling her up. Mitch fell down on the bed, catching himself with his arms, before he fell onto Nairobi. He kissed her neck and chest, then kissed her passionately on the lips before sliding his cock out of her.
    Mitch rolled off of her and laid on the bed, both of them trying to catch their breath. Nairobi looked at Mitch smiling. “Now I am your wife,” she said, still breathing heavily. Mitch wrapped his arm around her and the two of them fell asleep completely naked in each other’s arms.
    The next morning they headed for the mountains. The drive was long, but they spent time getting to know each other. Nairobi told Mitch stories of her childhood. How she had grown up and how her mother’s only dream for her was to come to America.
    Mitch talked about growing up in America and realized just how lucky he was. Even his worst story from his childhood sounded a million times better than anything Nairobi had been through. He felt bad and wished that he had been able to save her sooner.
    He thought about all of the girls that were in South Africa and everything that they went through each day. Not all of the conversation was serious. They joked and played with each other, pulled over to eat and make love when things got heated between them. Mitch had wondered if he would be able to keep up with her in bed, but each time he saw her naked body he knew that he would never have that problem.
    The two of them arrived in the mountains late in the evening. Mitch had booked a private cabin for the two of them for a month. The first week the two of them rarely left the bed. They only stopped having sex long enough to eat, sleep and shower before they began again.
    It was the second week when they finally walked out of the cabin and began to explore. Mitch could not get over the way that Nairobi looked at him. There was nothing but love in her eyes and she did not want to be away from him. When he would tell her that he was going to go grab food or other supplies she was sure to go with him. He did not even have to ask, and that made him happy.
    On the fourth week at the cabin Nairobi began feeling sick. On Wednesday of that week Mitch woke up to the sound of Nairobi sobbing in the bathroom. He jumped out of bed and ran to her. She was sitting on the floor with her head over the toilet crying. She looked up at him.
    “I am dying,” she sobbed.
    Mitch sat in the floor next to her. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
    Nairobi turned her head suddenly and began throwing up. Mitch reached up and took her hair in his hand and slid the other hand down her back. “You aren’t dying,” he said, smiling at her. Nairobi wiped her mouth and then her tears and looked at him.
    “What is wrong with me?” she asked.
    Mitch wrapped his arms around her. “I think you’re pregnant,” he said, smiling.
    Nairobi’s eyes widened as she looked up at him. She did not know what to think. In her country, it was not a good thing to become pregnant and she was not sure how he would react. Mitch could not have been happier. He kissed Nairobi on the forehead before pulling her onto his lap.
    Mitch had never felt so much love for a woman in all of his life and he hoped that he could be the man that she needed and the man that their baby needed.
    Mitch knew right then that he did not care what anyone said about him ordering Nairobi. She was his life and she was the best decision that he had ever made. He was going to do whatever it took to make sure that she was happy. He decided that he would talk to her about bringing her mother over from South Africa. She was the only family that Nairobi had ever talked about and he wanted his wife to be happy.
    He did not want her to worry about what had happened to her mother or wonder each day if her mother were alive. He also knew how important it would be for her to have her mother