1. Rosie and Steve - Part 6


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Romance, Wife, Author: SteveX, Rating: 69.2, Source: sexstories.com

    cheek. Steve's shoulders dropped and he slumped forward, resting his elbows on his knees. He didn't know how he'd missed it all and he felt lost and stupid. Georgie pulled him close, lifted his chin gently and kissed his lips. He responded; placing his hands on her bum and lifting her onto his lap. "Not here!" She whispered urgently into his ear as his hand found its way under the elastic of her pants. "Tell her you're working late tonight, then meet me here." She pressed a scrap of paper into his breast pocket, stood up, kissed him lightly on the lips and left. Back at work, he couldn't think straight; his mind flitting between Georgie, Rosie and John, his daughter and Sheila. He took the piece of paper from his pocket, Georgie's address was written neatly in the centre, followed by a kiss. The paper looked as though it had been in her pocket for a while, like she'd been waiting for the right moment to approach him. She'd timed it just right, and what she'd told him had hit home hard. He remembered the argument from this morning; Rosie screaming at him that he didn't control her, that she could do whatever she wanted with whomever she pleased. That was the choice he'd made when he let John fuck her the first time. Then she hit out with perhaps the cruelest blow of all; that Beatrice wasn't his daughter. She'd told Steve a while ago that John had had a vasectomy and both Bea and Mel were his, but she'd lied. Unbeknownst to Steve, John, at Rosie's insistence, had a paternity ...
    test proving that both girls were his. Steve couldn't believe it, but Rosie stormed upstairs and came back down moments later with a document. She thrust it in Steve's face, tears streaming down her face. "I didn't want you to find out like this." She sobbed. Steve scanned the document, screwed it up and threw it at her before turning and leaving the house. His head was in his hands. Georgie's address, laid flat on the desk before him, seemed to glow. He knew what he had to do. He picked up the phone and dialled his home number, it rang out. He tried again and it was picked up on the fourth ring, Bea answered, "Hello?" "Hi honey, it's dad." "Dad?" She sounded worried, "Are you okay? I heard you two this morning. Is everything alright?" "It's fine sweetheart." He lied. ""Is your mother there?" "She's over at John's, been there since you left this morning. Dad?" "Yeah?" He sighed. "I saw that result thing. Is it true?" "Looks like it might be." He replied, dejected. "Me and Melissa? Dad what happened? Why? How? Dad?" "I can't tell you now honey. Tell your mother I'll be late home, if she comes home at all." As he replaced the receiver he could hear Beatrice say "Okay, love you." Rosie had answered any doubts he had by running straight to John. He stood, picked up Georgie's address and left the office. He left his car in the office car park, preferring to walk the few miles to Georgie's place to clear his head. His thoughts kept returning to the argument, that first night she'd ...
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