Working Mom 7

Hello again its Becky and it’s been a week since I had my little incident with Peter and his friend. I decided that those two boys had more pussy than they could live without mine. I also thought about telling Ryan about it, but I thought better of it. He was so happy that he fucked me right on the living room floor; I still have rug burns. Now back to my story; we now have to think about what we’re going to do about me getting pregnant.


“Everyone will know I’m not dating anyone. So how do we explain how I got pregnant and I want you to take care of the baby. It will look a little odd if you act like a daddy to someone who’s supposed to be your brother.” I told Ryan. “Yeah I see your point.” He continued. “but what about my friends and your job?” “Don’t worry about my Job; I’ve told you I could retire if I wanted to. I’m an equity partner I don’t even have to be there.” I told him “That’s in then. I’ll go to college, and we’ll find another house a few towns over. That way we can raise our kid together.” He finished.


Later that night we went out to dinner to celebrate our new soon-to-be addition to our family. I put on a nice black dress with some suspender pantyhose, and a lace bra I went with not panties tonight; I have a feeling I didn’t need them. “Are you ready Mom?” Ryan asked as he knocked on my door. “Yes sweetie I’m ready; I’ll be right out just putting on my makeup.” I told him. I finished with some dark ruby lipstick and walked downstairs. I couldn’t find him anywhere, “Ryan I’m ready! Where are you at?” I yelled.


“I’m outside Mom.” I heard him yell back. I opened the front door, and saw him standing there in front of a long stretch limo.