1. Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle--Part 3


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Death, Domination/submission, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    sorry. I know how important it is to you, but there’s nothing I can do about it.” I stuck my fat stomach out and everyone laughed. “You win, Nance. Momma, can we look at the end of May? That didn’t work, but August did. Mom and Daddy booked St. Aloysius and the yacht club for the second Saturday. Henry and I did agree to be an usher and bridesmaid. Henry had a tux, something I’d made him buy a few years ago, but, of course it didn’t match what the others would wear so he rented; I had to purchase one of those stupid matching bridesmaid dresses that I’d never be seen wearing in public if not for my sister. “Size six,” I told the saleswomen. “By then that’s what I’ll wear.” That’s what I got along with matching shoes and purse in teal. Not very practical-- but we could easily afford the expense and I only had one sister. I worked right up until my ninth month. It was hard at work because I had to turn cases I liked over to my subordinates. It wouldn’t be fair to the client for me to start the case only to step out midway. I could still advise from home by phone or via internet, if necessary. There was another reason for taking my leave then—Henry was becoming a nervous wreck. He was terrified I’d go into labor while in the city and that he wouldn’t be able to get to me in time. He actually cried when I suggested he take a helicopter from one of the local airports. “Okay, my darling—I’ll stop May 31st so I’ll be real close to you, but you’re going to have to pay. He pulled my ...
    panties down my legs and sealed his lips to my cunt. I laughed. “No, not like that; I’m going to use the toilet, but you’re going to eat me morning, noon, and night.” He looked up at me with those puppy-dog eyes and my heart broke just like every other time, but when he said, “How are you going to punish me,” I couldn’t hold back the laughter. All the same, it was good advice. It was Thursday, the second week in June and just before 9:00 a.m. when I felt the first contraction. It took me by surprise and since I wasn’t expecting it I paid it no attention. However, I did when I had the next one thirty minutes later. I kept a record and two hours later I called Henry’s school. Dottie, the principal’s secretary, told me she’d get Henry as soon as she could find a sub. “I think I need to get Mrs. Fielding to drive him otherwise he’ll run the entire way. I’ll phone you back in a few minutes.” I knew Mrs. Fielding, Henry’s principal, cared for her teachers as much as Henry cared for his students. I’d heard from Henry how the teachers hated to cover another’s class because they had to give up their preparation period, but this wasn’t high school and the kids had to be supervised at all times. Ten minutes later she called me. “I’m going up to his classroom now. Mrs. Fielding should have him there in five minutes. She just went to get her car.” I thanked her and had no sooner ended the call when I made another, this time to my doctor. I was seated in the living room when Henry bolted ...
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