His Unexpected Baby by Jamie Knight

Chapter Sixteen - Nina

Life was like a beautiful dream — nothing like the horrors that visited me at night. It was getting to the point where I was dreading the night while rejoicing in the dawn. I couldn’t get enough of being with Chad, even if it was mostly at work. Though we’d managed to figure out ways to be together, like taking extended lunches and meeting up after work. Auntie Blair was more than happy to drive me to whatever meeting spot. There were a lot of picnics, particularly at Album Park. A nice cluster of trees with water views where I was confident we wouldn’t be found. I felt terrible that we couldn’t be open about things but was really just glad we could be together at all. I felt so safe with Chad, so loved.

The picnic date had been the real start of things. The drink had been a plot of my part thought the dinner at his house had been great, especially what happened afterward. Though the park picnic felt like an actual date, like something a real couple would do. Not, just co-workers who’d had a fling. It felt real.

I loved green spaces. And I used to love it when Daddy would take me to the country club. It wasn’t much, but it still gave me a chance to connect to nature. Garrett would play with me in the surrounding woods while the grown-ups did whatever they did there.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” Chad asked, squeezing me tight as we cuddled under a blanket near the ponds.

“Absolutely,” I said, wiping away a tear, hoping he wouldn’t notice.

We hadn’t had sex again, even though we had the whole weekend away from work to get down to it. I wondered if maybe Chad had regretted what we’d done as if he was taking responsibility for something wrong or something changing. That would be just like him.

The thing was, something had changed, and I wasn’t quite sure how to deal with it.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Auntie Blair asked, cutting to the chase as usual.

“I love Chad,” I said at the breakfast table Monday morning.

“Isn’t that good news? You look like your puppy just died.”

“Yes, yes it is good news, except—”

“Your daddy won’t be happy about his little princess marrying a mechanic.”

I nodded and dropped my head into my arms. “Yeah.”

“Well, you know how I feel about the matter.” My aunt put her hands on her hips.

“Yup,” I agreed.

“And that I think you should tell your daddy to go eat his hat.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. Auntie Blair really did have a way with words. While likely not making much sense to most folk, ‘go eat your hat’ was a grave insult among the Dunn clan. Which Auntie Blair knew all too well.

I just wished I could be so bold. I wanted to be brave, to tell my daddy precisely what I wanted and what I thought, and hang the consequences. I wanted to but wasn't at all convinced that I could. I’d never disappointed my daddy so much and was afraid if I stood up to him, he might have a heart attack right then and there. He wasn't called ‘Big Earl’ ironically, like ‘Little John.’ He’d taken to carrying a doctor sanctioned emergency defibrillator in the trunk of his limo as an emergency precaution. I wanted to stand up to my daddy, not kill him. Though the two seemed to be dangerously linked.

The whole sad drama replayed in my head every night. All my dad had done for me. He had forever spoken about how I would marry Art and waxing poetic about how blissfully happy we were going to be. He really seemed to believe it too. His God complex apparently extended to thinking his will would always be done. Daddy had hijacked my mind or was trying to, though my body and my will were all mine. I had given them over to Chad.

I was nearly bouncing up the street. It was the first official workday since our secret picnic, and I was buzzing to see him again. We both knew we had to be careful. Society would have some pretty specific things to say about our pairing, few of them complimentary. So, we kept things on the down-low. Even though we both knew what was really happening.

The only thing that would have made it better would be if Chad would fuck me again. I really wanted him to, even if I didn’t have the nerve to say it. I got the feeling he was treating me gently for fear of breaking my heart, blissfully unaware that he was filling it with love.

It came on suddenly, like a hurricane that all the sensors missed. I was bent over a car, replacing an old battery, when the office door flew open. Chad stormed out, looking unmistakably pissed. Even Will looked a bit worried.

“Nina, get in here now!” he bellowed.

All heads turned to me as I slunk toward the office, my head hung low. I actually was scared. I didn’t know what I’d done, but he seemed really pissed off.

“W-what’s the matter, s-sir?” I asked, fighting tears as he closed and locked the door.

“Nothing at all, sweetheart,” he said, with a smile letting me know everything was alright.

He pulled me close and kissed me lovingly. I giggled a bit as I enthusiastically returned his affections, tears of joy beginning to flow. It had been a ruse to get me alone, and I couldn’t be happier.

As we kissed, Chad took out his big hard cock and wrapped my hand around it. I pulled back from the kiss and looked down at his cock as it softly throbbed in my hand.

Chad unzipped and pulled up my shirt and bra, tenderly playing with my breasts as I stroked him. Making me moan as he touched my super-sensitive nipples. He kissed me to keep me quiet. It was a considerable risk fucking during opening hours but also thrilling. It was the naughtiest thing I’d ever done, and I loved every second of it.

“Get on your knees,” he whispered.

I dropped like a marionette whose strings had been cut, taking his long cock as far into my mouth as I could without choking. Chad gently removed my cap and took hold of my ponytail as I started to suck him, savoring the warm fullness of his cock in my mouth. It was surprisingly comforting.

He lightly controlling my movements as I worked his thick cock in my little mouth. Chad tilted my head back, my mouth wide open, so I could receive his load in controlled volleys. This worked a lot better than the initial deluge approach, and I got it all in my mouth, easily swallowing with a smile.

“Your turn,” he said, shoving my hanging overalls all the way down and unfastening my jeans.

Before I knew it, my jeans and panties joined my overalls around my ankles, and Chad was on his knees and in front of me, devouring my pussy. I leaned back against the desk for support, pressing my palms against the cool, smooth top as he devoured me. I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out, particularly as I started to orgasm. Rather than getting leg trembling, bone-shaking, earth-shattering orgasm like I was used to, I had three — all in a row. I was still pretty innocent about the possibilities of sex and had never heard of multiple orgasms. Let alone thought I’d ever have them.

Chad was a sweetheart, as usual, stroking my pussy with one hand while gently covering my mouth to keep me from screaming as the pleasure shot through me. It seemed like it was never going to end.

“Good girl,” he kept whispering while kissing my cheek.

When I had recovered, my boss turned me around and bent me over the desk, sweetly stroking my pussy to get me ready. Rather than just ramming it in and fucking me from behind, Chad was careful and gentle. Getting down on his knees again and eating my pussy from behind, both hands firmly on my hips as he did so. I learned how to stay quiet, so he didn’t have to cover my mouth again.

The entire desk shook with my orgasm, but thankfully, nothing fell off. Chad kept a tidy workspace, so there wasn’t much up there in the first place. Stroking my pussy with his palm, my handsome lover stood behind me and got into position. Innocent as I was, I still knew what was coming. Nonetheless, I even gasped when he stroked the head of his cock against my pussy.

Keen to re-confirm my willingness, I reached back with both hands and spread my pussy for him. His cock slipped in with ease. It helped that I was already super wet from his lovely tongue.

Taking me by my bare hips, Chad started to move, pumping my little pussy with long, slow strokes to get me used to it. Even though I wasn’t a virgin anymore, I still appreciated his care. I was still very tight and just as sensitive as I’d been before losing my cherry.

Gradually, he picked up speed, and it got to the point that it was difficult for me to stay quiet. Small squeaks and moans of unbridled pleasure came out of me before I had time to stop them. Chad gave me his thumb to suck, which worked like a charm. My mouth busy sucking it vigorously as he pumped my pussy from behind until we both came.

No one downstairs had any idea of what was happening.

I loved my life in El Paso but was still so damn confused about what I was going to do.