Free Simone: The Hired Mistress by Ink Mistress Page A

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    One week later…
     
    He had wanted their child to be a product of their love for each other, but that had not been God's will. And when IVF was proposed, from the start Jeremy had suggested that they find a donor that matched with Staci as closely as possible. All he ever wanted was to make her happy. They agonized over the database. The folder had literally hundreds of candidate donors that had brown hair, brown eyes or dimples, but very few that had all three. Throw in the choices that had to be made about health records and academic history and at times it looked like they would never select one.
    “I'll love any child we have together, regardless of what it looks like,” Staci told Jeremy.
    “I know but...” He stammered. He couldn't find a way to voice his worry, that in a biological sense this wouldn't be her child.
    She seemed to understand anyway.
    “Jeremy, I'll be carrying the baby for nine months. I'll give birth to it and nurture it. What do genes matter compared to that? It will be your baby and for that reason alone I'll love it no matter what,” She said earnestly.
    “I love you,” He replied.
    “You better.” Staci informed him before she kissed him.
    All these years later, he never became tired of her lips. Staci had closed the folder. She looked at her husband as she took him by the hand.
    “Let's go to bed.” She pleaded breathily.
    She pushed him onto the bed before walking to the door to dim the lights. Jeremy watched as she slowly walked towards him, undoing a button of her dress with each step. By the time she got to the foot of the bed, Jeremy was rock solid. Staci let her dress fall to the floor.
    “God, you're gorgeous,” Jeremy whispered as he sat up to take her left hand and kissed her ring finger, “This is my favorite part of you,” He told her.
    “What about my right one? It’s just as good,” Staci asked, proffering it to him.
    Jeremy looked over at it before kissing it.
    “No... I can do without it,” He decided.
    Staci laughed lightly.
    Turning her around so he could check out her small rear, he planted slow, soft kisses on her. She shivered as she felt his tongue glide over the spot and one of his hands reached round to caress her soft belly.
    “Mmm, that feels good baby...” She sighed.
    Seconds passed then she turned back to face him. Staci bent over to kiss him, placed her hands in his long dreaded hair, then she climbed onto his lap. His lips headed south, down her neck, then onto her collarbone. He cupped her small breasts, each a handful, and brought them up to meet his mouth.
    “Aaaah...” She moaned.
    She shifted so he could feel the warmth of her on his groin through the cotton. He wanted to be inside her, but there was no rush. He loved to take it slow and relaxed with Staci. Right now, it was enough to feel her squirm against him as he nibbled on her erect nipples, teaming it up with running his slightly rough palms over her small firm ass.
    He let himself fall back onto the sheets, bringing her with him, and rolled on top of her. He glanced at her quickly, as he always did, to check she was ready, and then he entered her.
    “Ahh...” he moaned.
    She wrapped her arms round his back as their bodies merged together. He kissed her shoulder as he worked up a steady rhythm. Jeremy raised himself up a little with his arms, so he could look down and watch the expressions ripple across his wife's face. The way she bit her lip or exhaled when he was inside her turned him on even more. She closed her eyes as she always did when her climax was close. He could always feel it in the way her pussy felt too. She was always quiet when she came, just like now, with her mouth forming a perfect 'O'.
    Jeremy grabbed on to the pillows as he sought his own orgasm. It had been building steadily in his balls and suddenly it released as he spilled his load inside her.
    He kissed her forehead and rolled off her.
    As they talked for a bit before drifting off to