by Kerri Carr
“Betty, what’s the matter?” he asked, wiping away her tears with the back of his hand.
“For how long has this been going on, Mike, for how long?” her voice was cold as ice.
“What are you talking about, Betty?”
“Stop making a fool out of me, Mike, for how long have you known that Ronnie was cheating on me?” Mike had never heard her talking in such a tone, and he could feel the anger and betrayal in her voice.
“I just found out after you called me earlier. When I was leaving the changing rooms, he was already gone. I asked where he was, I was told he was spotted kissing a blonde as they walked away. That’s all that I know,” he said, hoping that she would believe him.
“He’s been cheating on me for a very long time,” she said, staring at her phone. “He’s been making a fool out of me all this time just because I'm pregnant, Mike. Don’t I look beautiful anymore, am I not as sexy as I was when Ronnie married me? Now he is going all over the place with that blonde bitch, but I'm not going to let myself hurt over him, he does not deserve it.”
“Betty you are still the sexiest woman that I have ever met, and at times I regret not being the one that asked you out first,” he said to her gently. “And I think now that you are pregnant, you look much sexier than ever. If I was Ronnie, I would be taking you with me all over just so that I could show you off to the whole world.”
“Do you really mean that, Mike? You have always been so kind and caring to me, but I had no idea that you felt this way,” she said gently, beginning to cry again.
“Hey, don’t waste your tears on him because he doesn’t deserve them,” he patted her back. Being so close to her was making his blood run excitedly through his veins. He could even feel his shaft beginning to twitch around in his pants excitedly although he knew that there could never be anything between him and his best friend’s wife, no matter how appealing she looked to him.
“How about you and I get the hell out of here so that I can buy you lunch and we can talk about it, what do you say?”
“I'm not really hungry, Mike, but I could really use a drink right now. All of this has just gotten me off balance, and I'm still trying to get to terms with everything. Look at these, a friend sent them to me a few minutes ago, and it is clear that they are all from different rooms,” she said, handing him her cell phone.
Mike could not believe his eyes as he flipped through the images of Ethan making love to that blonde secretary of his. This was the lowest that one could stoop, and it was clear that these were taken on more than two occasions.
“Where did you get these, Betty?” he said, handing her back her cell phone.
“I suspected that he was cheating on me because his behaviors changed drastically the moment that he discovered that I was paged. So I hired a private detective to check on him, and these are what he came up with,” she said, drying her eyes and standing up. “And now it is time for payback.”
“At times I think that the truth is better left unknown, you know,” Mike said, getting up after her and noting her sudden change in nature.
“Not in my case, sweetheart, not in my case,” she said as he followed her, noting how much sexier she looked with her pregnancy.
Her hips had broadened out more, her breasts filling out more, and she looked absolutely sexy with the stomach. Mike wanted her more than he had ever wanted her before in his life, and he even felt his dick beginning to harden in his pants.
*****
“Where are we going from here?” Mike asked as they walked out of the building.
“I thought that you asked me out for a late lunch. Well, I'm taking up the offer, but on one condition, we are taking my car,” she smiled at him, and he was intrigued at how she could change her attitude so drastically.
“It looks more like dinner to me, but yes, I agree to the condition,” he smiled at her as Betty led the way to her car, tossing him the keys as soon as she had unlocked the doors.
Betty had her plans. She knew the way that Mike had always wanted her, and now she was going to offer herself to him even though she was pregnant. Just thinking of what an explosive time she intended to have with him made her feel heat spreading through her thighs. It had been quite a long time since Ronnie had made her feel like a woman, and today she was not going to deny Mike what he had wanted to do to her for such a long time.
When she had fallen in love with Ronnie, she had also had a mad crush on Mike, but somehow the ball had ended up in Ronnie's court. Now she regretted it deeply, and she wanted to make up by making things right. She wanted to be with Mike, to offer herself to him in every way that a woman could, and nothing was going to stop her, not even the fact that her husband was his best friend. Ronnie was the one that had started all of this, and it had just brought Betty closer to sin.
“Why did you choose Ronnie over me?” Mike answered as he fired the engine of her car to life.
“Mike, I was in love with both of you, and that is a very hard question to answer. Maybe you could take me to your place after dinner, and we could talk about it over a glass of wine,” she said temptingly, placing her hand on his thigh, and for the first time noticing the huge erection in his pants that he was trying to cover up with his T-shirt.
“Alternatively, we could go directly to your place, and I could fix us both something to eat. I would really love to taste the desert that you have already prepared for me.”
Her hand moved up his thigh, moving over the huge erection. It felt hard and thick as Betty wrapped her fingers around his cock through the material of his pants, and began jerking it up and down.
“Betty, what are you doing?” he said, clearing his throat as she felt his shaft getting even harder and thicker.
“Something that you’ve wanted me to do for a very long time, sweetie,” she whispered into his ear before nibbling on his earlobe.
Wanting to get a better feel, Betty took her hand off his crotch and slipped it into his pants through the waist, pushing her hand past his boxers. His dick was as hard as a rock, way thicker and longer than Ronnie's, and she did not even want to imagine what it would feel like inside her heated sex. She wrapped her fingers around it and began jerking it up and down, placing her thumb over the tip and beginning to rub it over the precum that had pooled over the slit on the tip. Mike groaned softly as he drove the car, and Betty could tell that he was having a hard time concentrating on the road.
She jerked on the dick for a while, her own sex feeling like it was on fire. She did not know how long she would be able to stand without having him inside her, quenching the lust that had built over the past three months that she had been pregnant.
“Step on the gas, Mike, or else I might have to make love to you right her in the car. If you only knew how badly my body craves you.” She leaned her head against his shoulder as she jerked his shaft up and down.
*****
Mike was not sure if he was going to be able to handle all of the pleasure that his best friend’s wife was giving him. He wanted her now more than ever, and all that he could think of was getting her out of those clothes to see how her body looked in the nude. He was having a hard time keeping his concentration on the road, and especially when she moved her head off his shoulder and pulled her hand out of his pants.
Betty pulled his zipper open before reaching her hand into his pants and pulling his boxer down over his dick, to pull the shaft out of his pants. She scooted back in the passenger seat and then leaned forward and lowered her head down to his crotch. He closed his eyes, narrowly missing a pothole as she wrapped her lips around the tip of his head and began sucking. Betty played her tongue over the tip of his shaft, tasting him as she spread his slimy juices over his sensitive skin. Mike gripped onto the wheel tightly when he felt her taking more and more of his shaft in her mouth.
He could not believe how long he had longed for such a moment, and could barely believe that it was actually happening. She jerked the base of his shaft as her mouth began m
oving up and down on his cock. Each stroke of her mouth took him deeper and deeper, and he could feel the way that her mouth was straining to take his thickness in. Mike finally felt the tip of his dick entering her throat, and it was almost unbelievable how this woman could suck in so much cock. She took it as deep into her throat as she could, the whole time her fingers jerking the base of his manhood, and that is when he lost it.
“Oh shit, I'm coming,” he grunted as he felt the heat spreading through his balls.
Betty jerked the base of his cock furiously, hard and fast as he let go. His seed went flowing through his shaft, shooting out of the tip and into her mouth like a volcano. Betty gripped his dick tightly with her lips, sucking away every single drop of cum that shot out of his love pipe. His dick finally began to grow soft in her mouth, but she continued to suck on it, licking it until there was no trace of his cum. She finally pulled her mouth off his cock and pushed it back into his pants, zipping them up.
“I really needed to do that, I can't remember the last time that I pleasured a man,” she said. She pulled her seat belt around her and sat back in her seat. “Whoa, I never knew that you had such an impressive package, and now that I do, I don’t know if I'm going to be able to stay away from it. Are we almost there?”
“As a matter of fact, there’s the house right around the corner,” Mike said, still feeling the excitement rippling through his balls.
This was such a forbidden fling because Betty was his best friend’s wife, but if Ronnie could cheat on her with another woman, why couldn’t Betty cheat on him with another guy, even if it was Mike? By the time he brought the car to a stop in his parking space, his dick was already beginning to get hard again. He wondered what it would feel like to actually fuck a pregnant woman, and especially if the pregnancy was not his. There was a naughty excitement to the thought, and it made his blood boil for Betty.
*****
“Now, let us see what ingredients you have here in the house,” Betty said, rummaging through the fridge to see what she could cook them for dinner. “You know, as they say, the key to a man’s heart is through his stomach. I want you to be all strong for me when you begin making love to me. Do you think that you have a loose T-shirt that I can borrow? These jeans are feeling sort of uncomfortable with this belly of mine.”
“Sure, I'll just dash upstairs and get you one,” Mike replied, but Betty didn’t wait for him to bring her the T-shirt, instead removing her jeans and tossing them onto a seat.
Her sex was burning with heat inside her thong, and so she also peeled them off, stuffing them into the pocket of her pants. The feel of the cool breeze against the wetness around her sex seemed to excite her even more, and she could feel her clit throbbing in between her pussy lips. Feeling a little better, she pulled off her T-shirt and bra and then went about beginning to prepare them their dinner.
Moments later, Mike walked back into the kitchen, stopping at the door when he saw her naked. Betty pretended that she hadn’t seen him, although she could see the way that he was looking at her through the corner of her eye. No man had ever looked at her with such lust before, and it only seemed to fire up the desire that she felt deep within. She felt her enlarged nipples growing even harder as goose bumps formed over her forearms. She could see that his dick had already formed a huge tent in his pants and probably wanted her sex just as much as her sex wanted it deep within. She finally poured the meat that she had been cutting onto a saucepan and then turned around to look at him.
“What is up with you, you look as if you have just seen a ghost,” she said to him, walking towards him slowly as his eyes swept over her body, moving from her breasts, over her belly and down to her crotch, before moving back up to look at her.
“You look so damn sexy, Betty,” he whispered as she came to a stop before him.
Her stomach and breasts touched him, and Mike dropped the T-shirt he was carrying onto the floor. Betty put her hands around his neck and pulled him closer into her embrace.
“Thank you, Mike, you really don’t know much those words mean to me,” she said, pulling his head closer to hers, their lips fusing a moment later as they began kissing each other furiously.
Mike put his hands on her belly, touching it all over as their tongues played erotically with each other. He then took her breasts into his hands, massaging them before taking her nipples between his fingers and pinching them with just the right amount of pressure to send a zing all the way to her throbbing clit.
Betty felt as if she would die from the arousal. As a matter of fact, she could not even remember ever feeling so aroused in her life before. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones that were making her feel this way, making her feel hornier than ever before. She had been through a long dry spell without sex, but not even that could make her feel this way. She felt dizzy and weak, and all that she could think of was a nice hard shaft inside her treating her like a real woman was supposed to be treated. She finally managed to tear her lips away from Mike's.
“I should check on the food or else it will end up getting burned,” she said to him softly, forcing herself to pull away from him as she reached down for the T-shirt that he had dropped onto the ground.
“No, don’t wear it, I want to admire you just the way that you are,” Mike said, snatching the T-shirt away from her.
“Do you really like looking at pregnant women that much?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.
“No, you are the only pregnant woman that I love looking at naked, and I could do it for the rest of my life without ever tiring,” he said, Betty's heart skipping a beat when he began to unbutton his shirt, his eyes sweeping over her breasts.
“I had better get back to the rice and the stew, or we might end up sleeping hungry,” she had to force herself back to the cooker because she knew that sleeping hungry was what they would end up doing. She wasn’t sure she would be able to resist the fire that was burning deep within her for this footballer.
As she stirred the meat, she heard his zipper pulling open, and moments later, she heard his pants falling to the ground. She lowered the heat and turned to look at him, just in time to see him kick off his pants and boxers at the same time, standing there naked, looking like some sex god idol. He had an irresistible body with a muscular chest complete with a six pack on his belly. His chest came down to his waist in the shape of a V, and his dick stood at attention, his crotch just as cleanly shaved as her own. This had to be the sexiest naked man that she had ever seen, and strong too, because he walked forward and lifted her up easily, sitting her down on the kitchen counter.
“Mike, what are you doing? I need to finish up with the cooking first,” she said as he parted her thighs.
“I'm just giving you a preview of what is to come, just the same way that you did to me in the car,” he said as Betty leaned back on the counter, resting on her hands.
Betty moaned when she felt his fingers probing her sex, parting her labia as a finger pushed inside her heat. She felt as if she was going to explode with pleasure when she felt the finger beginning to play over her throbbing clit. She felt her sex creaming up even more with her arousal, making her feel as if she was going to go crazy. She looked down but realized that she could not see her crotch since her belly was too big. She leaned her head backward and closed her eyes, letting herself be taken by the pleasure. Mike played around with her clit for a while before pushing his finger into the depths of her cunt.
“Oh yesss!” Betty moaned as he began finger fucking her, driving the finger deep into her sex before pulling out.
Pleasure filled her body in the most abundant way, and she wanted it never to end. She then saw Mike lowering his head in between her thighs and Betty shivered with anticipation. He sucked her clit into his mouth and began pleasuring her, dribbling his tongue over the tip pleasurably. Mike fingered her pussy as he sucked on her clit, and Betty could feel the heat within her folds beginning to build. She knew that she was in for a major climax, her breathing becoming
more and more labored by the second.
It had been such a long time since she had felt such pleasure, Betty felt as if she had died and gone to heaven. She clenched her hands into little fists, screaming out Mike's name when he drove his finger inside her, hooking it as he pulled it out, and letting it brush over the most sensitive spot in her sex, her G-spot.
“Finger me like that, Mike, it feels good,” she managed to moan as he drove his finger back inside her, beginning to finger her in a way that brushed the finger over her G-spot.
No other man had ever touched that spot, not even her husband, and the pleasure was simply driving her nuts. He continued to suck on her clit, even taking the tip in between his teeth and tugging at it. That was enough to drive her over the edge and give her the first climax that she had experienced in months. She felt her stomach forming into a tight knot, just as her cunt quaked over the finger within it.
Mike pulled his finger out of her love slit, fusing his lips over her lower lips as he began lashing his tongue over the inner walls of her sex. Betty climaxed hard, her pussy flooding with her love juices in the most pleasurable way. She screamed, moaning Mike's name over and over as wave after wave of her climax swept through her sex. She was trembling from the impact of the climax by the time that it finally came to an end, and the most exciting part of it was that she had not yet even gotten a real cock inside her yet, just the thought of what lay ahead made her giddy with anticipation.
“Whoa, I can't remember ever coming so hard in my life before, and you haven’t even fucked me yet,” she finally sat upright, putting her hands around Mike's neck and pulling him in for a kiss.
She licked her love juices off the area around his mouth before sealing her lips onto his and kissing him deeply. She couldn’t explain what it felt like tasting her sex in a man’s mouth, a man that was not even her husband. Something deep inside told her that she would never be able to get enough of Mike, not even after she gave birth. She had already made up her mind that she was not going to live with Ronnie again, and she might have to live secretly with his best friend as she looked for an apartment. The scent of burning meat Drew them apart, and Betty quickly slid off the kitchen counter and headed over to the cooker.