His Unexpected Baby by Jamie Knight

Epilogue - Cece

1 year later.

What a crazy year this has been. So much has changed for me, but it has all been for the better. I'm at home with Katie. She is reading aloud. I'm so proud of how much progress she has made in her learning. I'm glad that I was able to be here with her and be a part of that.

Another thing that happened, our baby Louise was born. I cradle her in my arms now as we listen to Katie read. Baby Louise is loved by all, especially her big sister.

I have enjoyed this past year so much. Being here for both of my girls and being by Ben's side all the time. I love being a wife and mother. I knew I wanted a family, but I didn't think I would enjoy it this much. It's making me question many of the goals I had initially set for myself, especially going back to college.

Initially, I decided to delay starting school until Louise was born. Now that she's here, and I've spent so much time with Katie, I don't think I want to go anywhere. I love being at home as a mom. I feel like this is what I'm meant to do instead. I think it is what I will do. I just have to tell Ben.

I feed Louise a bottle as I think about how I will tell him. I know, I'll fix him a nice dinner, and we can discuss it over eating. He loves my cooking, and it always helps him relax.

“How was that, mommy?” Katie asks after finishing her book.

“Beautiful. You read so well now. After I burp and change your sister, I'll make you dinner,” I tell her.

“Okay, mom!” Katie says, happy. She runs up to her room to put her book away.

After Louise has been burped and changed, I put her in her cradle in the kitchen corner. Katie watches over her while I cook. We eat a nice dinner together.

Afterward, I take the girls upstairs to give them their baths. I sit in the rocking chair and rock Louise, singing a lullaby to both her and Katie. Soon they are both asleep. I put Louise in the crib that is in Katie's room. I turn off the light and tiptoe out, so I don't wake them.

Ben will be home in a few minutes. I hurry to freshen up and put on something sexy. I'm in the kitchen trying to decide what to make him for dinner when he arrives.

“Hello, sweetie. That's a nice nightgown,” He says as he walks in. He kisses me on the cheek.

“Hi, love. Thank you. I just put the girls to bed. I'm making your dinner right now,” I explain.

“Great. I'll go get cleaned up,” he says, walking out of the kitchen.

I decide to make him a hearty meal of steak and potatoes.

Ben returns to the kitchen a while later, dressed comfortably in his pajamas and smelling fresh like soap and cologne.

“Go ahead and sit down,” I tell him as I bring our food over.

As I watch him eat, he tells me all about his day. I can't keep my eyes off of him. There's no way I can go back to school. I love being here with him too much. I haven't even touched my food yet. I'm too busy staring at my loving husband. Even a year later, I'm still insanely attracted to him. Gradually I eat, and we finish our meal together. As I take the dishes to the sink, there is only one thing on my mind. I want to show Ben how much he means to me.

He is about to get up from the table. “No, stay. I made your favorite dessert,” I say, stopping him. He looks at me curiously. I walk back to the table and hand him a can of whipped cream. “Whipped cream orgasm,” I tell him with a smile. Ben smiles as well.

I sit on the table in front of him and spread my legs. I'm so glad I wore a nightgown tonight. Ben teasingly lifts it up and pulls my panties off.

The whipped cream is cold but soothing on my folds. He sprays it on and starts slowly licking it off. He sure knows how to tease me. His mouth works his way up and down, sucking and licking. I can feel his tongue caressing my clit mixing between rough licks and twisting circles with the tip of his tongue.

My husband licks whipped cream off of my pussy, careful to get it all. He takes his time. Each brush of his tongue tightens my core, bringing me closer to ecstasy. I lay back on the table as he buries his face between my thighs. He grabs my legs, pulling me closer, thrusting his tongue is as deep as it can go. Unable to hold back, I moan as a long orgasm tenses my belly and throbs in my pussy.

“Yummy,” he says, licking his lips when I am done. I sit up and smile at him.

Before I can catch my breath, he is kissing me. My hand moves down to his cock. I feel how hard he is for me. It pushes up so hard it practically touches his tight abs. Grabbing it as roughly as I can, I rub up and down, feeling the pull to his skin and the stiffness of his shaft. Ben moans against my mouth.

Tracing my thumb over his cockhead, I tease him until he stands up, pushing his dick into my face. Kneeling on the table, I let him shove it into my mouth and all the way to my throat. Ben moves his hips against my jaw, letting my spit lube him up and pressing his cock head into my throat. Sucking, I hope that he cums into my mouth, but he pulls out.

“Flip over,” my husband orders. “I’m going to fuck you right here on the table.”

I do as ordered, maneuvering until my butt is facing him and my toes hit the floor. Just as I have my balance, Ben pushes his cock up deep into me. I have to open my legs a bit wider to accommodate the thrusting of his hips. He fucks me hard, like a desperate man, pushing me into the table. Every inch of my pussy gets pounded by his hard cock as Ben keeps changing the angle by moving his hips. Finally, he is shoving all of his long cock into me, hitting against my cervix and practically lifting me off my feet.

“That’s it, Cece,” he grunts. “Take my cock. Take it deep.”

“Harder,” I moan.

Ben moves his hands from my hips. He grabs my breasts in strangleholds and uses them to maneuver me up and down on his shaft. It’s a pleasure I’ve never felt before. The roughness feels so demanding and good.

“I’m going to cum so hard in you, girl,” Ben gasps. “I’m going to fill you with my seed and get you pregnant again.”

My pussy tingles. My womb aches at his words. All I want to do is carry another of this man’s children.

“Put a baby in me!” I cry as my orgasm overtakes me.

My pussy clamps down so hard on his cock that we both cry out. Warm wetness fills me as Ben cums. His seed starts to run out my thighs and down my legs.

“Oh, no!” I cry out, trying to close my legs and not miss my opportunity.

Ben pushes me down onto the table. “I’m not done yet.”

He pulls one of my legs up over his elbow and slams deeper into my cum drenched pussy. Soon my tunnel is tightening again. His cock slides in and out in the wetness, giving everything a different feel.

“Oh, Ben,” I call out. “I can’t…” My head is dizzy. The room is starting to turn.

My pussy clamps down, but it doesn’t let up. I’m suspended at the beginning of an orgasm as my husband fucks me as roughly as he can. Ben reaches down and brushes his thumb over my clit. Aches start in my pussy, there is an electric tingle, then my whole body jerks with pleasure.

“Yes!” he cries out.

Ben comes inside me again, thick and warm. He pulls back, sliding out, and wraps me up into his arms. He kisses me lightly as my body still rocks from my orgasm.

“Carry my child,” he murmurs. “I love you.”

“I love you too! I hope you put a baby in me.”

We are both out of breath. He sits in the chair and pulls me into his lap, where we cuddle.

“You know I could get used to this,” he says when we can speak again.

“Really?” I ask, looking at him in surprise.

“Yes. This is the perfect way to end a workday,” he says. “I’m so relaxed.”

I'm so happy to hear that I decide to tell him my decision right then. “I'm glad to hear you say that. I've decided not to go back to school. I want to stay home with you and the kids permanently,” I announce. I turn sideways so I can see his reaction.

Ben’s expression is one of delight. He hugs me tightly and kisses me. “This is wonderful news! I hope we have lots more children then!” he says happily and keeps kissing me. I giggle and kiss him back.

His response was better than I was expecting. I feel happy and complete with him. I’ve found the life I was meant to have, and I could not be happier.

THE END