5 years later

"Babe! Are you finished yet?"

"I'm coming." Pulling down my shirt, I walked down the stairs bare footed; meeting a suited Xander at the bottom.

"Where are the kids?" I asked.

"Already in the car. You look beautiful," he said, leading me to the living room. I rolled my eyes. "I'm in a blouse and a pair of jeans."

"Doesn't matter. You could wear plastic bags and still look beautiful," he said, propping my swollen feet on his lap.

"Aww, thank you. Did you eat breakfast?"

"No, remember we have brunch with our friends after drop we Nev and Nick off at my parents," he replied, pushing my foot into my sneakers.

"Yeah, I forgot. Get me up," I said stretching out my hands.

"Wait, I have to do something first," he said, kneeling between my legs. Untucking the silk blouse I was wearing, he began talking.

"Hey there baby, it's Daddy. How are you? I hope you don't plan on giving Mommy a lot of trouble today."

Yup. I was pregnant, five months. Maybe God had mercy on me with my first pregnancy, but the second was horrible.

I finally found out how morning sickness felt. Why the hell is it called morning sickness when you get it at any time of the day?

Somehow recognizing it's father's voice, it kicked. Xander had made a habit of singing to our baby at nights, usually falling asleep curled up beside my tummy.

He was quite tired sometimes so I understood. He was an executive of a big company after all, that took a lot of work but he made sure that it never interfered with his personal life; or quality time spent with his family.

Finally getting up, he walked towards the car with me behind him. Strapping up, he started to journey to his parents house.

We drove in comfortable silence until it was broken by a frightened Nevaeh. "Holy sugar honey ice tea, I left Happy," she said, referring to her stuffed bear.

I turned around in surprise, gasping. "Young lady, where did you hear that from?"

"Well, you do use it a lot Mum. And you said that we can't say the 's' word," Nickholas cut in. "Plus, it doesn't take a genius to figure it out."

"Yeah, it could've meant anything you know. Right, Daddy?" she said, blinking her little eyes through the mirror.

Xander glanced at me for a second, being wary of my glaring eyes. "Uh, sure sweetie." I sighed playfully, he could never resist those eyes.

"Fine, you get a pass this time. But refrain from saying it again, okay?"

Doing their 'special handshake' they replied back. "Yes, mom."

Damn, I hated it when they teamed up on me.

~

"Bye sweetie, and behave yourselves," I shouted, waving them goodbye.

"So where are we going?" I asked, staring at him, his strong hands gripping the wheel. How did I become so lucky? My eyes roamed his face, his clenched jawline and his pink lips. Thinking about ways he could fuck me in the car, I spaced out.

"Baby, are you listening?" he questioned.

"I'm horny. Wanna fuck?"

He looked over at me. "We have brunch, remember?"

"Yeah, brunch on that dick," I replied, hand on his thighs moving towards his growing hardness.

He glanced at me, trying to keep his eyes on the road. Fine, playing hard to get? I removed my hand and began to unbutton my blouse taking it off, leaving my breasts on display in its lace bra.

"Neph, put your blouse back on."

"Make me." Ignoring him, I proceeded to pull the back of it. The driver to the left of us glanced in the car, eyes wide open.

Anger rose in his eyes as he pulled over to the side of the road, parking the car, closing the tilted windows.

With one hand at tangled in my hair, the other reached for his zipper. "Since you like to use your mouth so much, how about I put it to good use." I licked my lips as I stared at his already hard dick, stiffening up on his belly. I was glad that my tummy wasn't that big, so when I bent over I wasn't uncomfortable or was hurting the baby.

Without hesitation, I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock, stuffing half of him into my mouth. I glanced up just in time to see him lean his head back, his mouth forming into a circular shape.

Coming up for air, I pushed myself up off of his thighs. He held on tighter to my hair, looking at me. "Did I say you could get up?"

"But I-"

"I don't care, if you can show your damn breasts to a stranger, you can do this. Now suck."

Bringing my head back down, I took him back into my mouth, fondling his balls. Gripping my head with both hands, he fucked my mouth.

A combination of spit and precum ran down my chin, but I didn't mind. Every time he went deeper, his pink head touching my tonsils.

My nails dung into his thighs as I felt him swell and jerk in my mouth. Hot cum fill my mouth merely seconds after. Pulling up my head, he instructed me.

"Swallow it, all of it." I swallowed it, but some had dropped onto the top of my breast. Spotting it, he used his thumb and picked it up bringing it to my mouth.

"Open your mouth," he commanded. I opened my mouth and swirled my tongue around his finger, lapping it all up.

He took my chin into his hand, he lifted it and bit my bottom lip. "Good girl."

"We're late, fix yourself."

~

Fifteen minutes later, we speed walked into the restaurant; spotting our friends immediately.

"Hey guys," we greeted, sitting down side by side.

"Don't hey guys me, you're late," Jaxon.

"We were a bit preoccupied," Xander replied. "So, did you order already?" I asked.

"I ordered for myself, they have some great spaghetti here," Damien said. Oh no, not again. Spaghetti is my no-no food, I will vomit at the sight, hell, even the sound.

Xander seeing my panic, glared at Damien and rushed behind be to the restroom. After five minutes of me puking and Xander holding my hair back, I got up and washed my mouth out.

Taking out a mint from my back pocket, I placed in my mouth to get out the disgusting taste. "Feel any better?" Xander asked, wrapping his arms around me and rubbing my tummy gently.

"Yeah, thanks. Let's go back." On my way back I accidentally bumped into a waitress.

"I'm so sorry-"

Damn this waitress looks familiar. Red hair, green eyes. Shit. "Amanda? Is that you?" Oh my freaking God, she actually looked normal. No makeup or anything.

A surprised look covered her face. "Nephertiti, it that you? You look amazing."

"I know, you look tired. What happened to all your Gucci and stuff?" Her eyes widened. Was she expecting me to say something nice?

"Y-yeah, my family went bankrupt a few years ago," she said, rubbing her elbow.

"What about your precious boyfriend?" I taunted.

"We didn't end well. Look, some things happened that made me see what Aaron and I did wrong. I can't speak for Aaron but I'm sorry."

I looked at her expectantly. Okay then, I guess? Was I supposed to forgive her or something? She opened her mouth to talk again but was interrupted by a deep voice, my baby's deep voice.

"Baby, is everything okay?" he asked. Amanda stood there dumbfounded. "Alexander? Is that you?"

"Yes, and you are?" He asked confused.

"I-it's Amanda, from high school," her unbelieving eyes ran over his body. I can't blame her, 6'1, killer jawline, blue eyes and great hair? Who wouldn't look?

"Wow, you've changed. You look great, how are you?" she went on, patting down her hair.

"He's married, very married," I smiled sweetly, lacing our hands together. She stared down at them. "Oh, congratulations."

Looking twice, she realized the growth in my belly. "Oh my, you're expecting. Congratulations again."

"Yeah, it's our third child."

"O-oh, that's nice." Awkward silence took over until it was broken by Xander. "Well we gotta go, our friends are waiting. But it was good seeing you again, have a good day."

We walked away heading to our table. "Sweetie, maybe you were too harsh on her."

"No I wasn't, did you forget what she did years ago?"

"Exactly, years ago. I admit what she did wasn't right but people make mistakes, don't they?"

"I know that but-"

"C'mon, for me. Please?"

Gosh, why couldn't he have been uglier! I rolled my eyes as I sat by our table. "Fine, maybe I'll ask her out for coffee."

"Good, and as a reward, I'll give you head," he said with a cheeky little smirk. I side eyed him. "Then let's go home, we can see our friends another time."

He laughed. "I'm sure we can wait, now let's tell them who we saw." We filled them in on what happened and they were of course, surprised.

"Hmm, that hoe ass bitch is still living?" Jhanessa said, looking up from her phone. I chuckled. "Yes, and my dear husband convinced me to talk to her."

"For what?"

"Make peace I guess," I said shrugging. "But anyways, enough about her, what's up with you guys?"

For the next hour or so we talked and laughed, reminiscing about high school. "Hey babe?" Xander said. I replied with a nod.

"I love you."

I smiled and reached up to peck his lips. "I love you too."