“But Brandon didn’t want custody of Owen.”
“Oh, no. Brandon got married six days after I graduated in the biggest wedding the county has ever seen and his own son didn’t get an invitation. LaTanya advised me on one more thing – that Owen would always be a sword dangling over Brandon’s head. She suggested that when I leave town, I disappear. When I lost weight after Owen was born, I hid it from everyone and kept dressing like I had before I got pregnant.”
“That’s why you switched to Nicole, changed your hair and got rid of your piercings?”
“Exactly. I had thought about changing my hair and getting rid of my piercings while I was pregnant, but LaTanya convinced me to wait until I left town to completely change my look. I was especially pleased to move in with you because my name wouldn’t go on any lease. I got a post office box for my mail and I won’t be leaving a forwarding address when we move from here.”
That explained so much. It had been like that magic trick, with Brandon the intended audience.
“So what is the plan now?”
Nicole grasped my cock and began pumping her hand up and down. It had been semi-hard, but it sprang erect with her ministrations.
“Short-term, I am going fuck you again. Long-term, once you graduate we move to somewhere far from here and, Presto! I’m your happy wife.”
“I like both of those plans.”
“And I like this.”
Nicole dived down and engulfed my cock in her mouth while looking me in the eye. She looked so damn sexy. She did some quick bobs up and down half my length, then slowly took my full length into her mouth. No girl had taken my full length into her mouth before. When her lips were around the base of my cock, she slowly pulled back up. I was in heaven. Nicole then switched to swirling her tongue around the head of my cock. She continued the assault on my cock for another minute, always taking me to a peak of pleasure then switching to another method. I was rock hard when she was done.
“You seem ready to fuck now,” she said. “Missionary?”
“Doggie style.”
We both got up on her knees. Nicole moved close to me, then turned away from me. Before she could get on all fours, I wrapped my arms around her and hefted her tits in my hands while nibbling on her neck.
“Whenever I’ve been with you in the kitchen, I’ve wanted to do this.” I loved the feeling of her tits in my hands. They were heavy with a smooth but spongy feel.
“And did you want me to do this?”
Nicole pushed her ass against my hard cock, catching it between her cheeks and then she ground her ass into me.
“I didn’t think of that, but I’m glad you did.”
My sis- uh, woman – was so damn hot.
“I’d love for you to fuck me in the kitchen sometime. Maybe the next time I have brownies in the oven. But for right now…”
She broke out of grasp, dropped onto all fours and shook her sweet ass at me. I moved behind her, grabbed her ass and slipped my cock into her cunt. She slowly pushed herself back into me.
“Let’s start slow. I’m still getting used to getting fucked.”
I slowly pulled myself out and then slowly pushed back in.