It was hard to see him every day and not jump on top of him. We barely spoke a word to each other and never made eye contact. We knew the temptation was too great. Every time I walked upstairs, I hoped to hear him moaning in his room. I wanted just one more glimpse of him stroking that massive cock.
My masturbation sessions grew and grew. Some days, I lay in bed touching myself over and over again until I passed out from exhaustion. I prayed and prayed that Lincoln would come back to my room one night but he never did. All I could do was dream about that special night we had together.
He knew just how wrong it was and so did I.
Everything changed when I found out I was pregnant. It started with me missing my period. I didn't think anything of it at first but then I began throwing up every morning and I knew something was wrong. When the pregnancy test showed up positive, a giant smile appeared across my face. Even though I couldn't be with him, Lincoln had given me a present that would last forever. I didn't regret that night without protection one bit.
My mom knew instantly that it had to be Lincoln's. Not surprisingly, she didn't care at all. She was already done with Lincoln and onto the next man. That left him all to myself. He was my lover and now the father of my child. His perfect cock would be inside me every night.
His Sticky Seed
My boyfriend, Jeremiah and I decided to go to Vegas for some fun and what transpired there changed my life forever. I met Jeremiah a year ago in college and we hit it off immediately. He wasn't the normal type of guy that I was usually interested in. Jeremiah didn't have much money or any real direction in life. He just drifted from job to job. I was totally fine with that because he always knew how to have a good time. When he suggested we go to Vegas for the weekend, I jumped at the chance.
I had never been to Vegas before mostly because I wasn't very interested in gambling. My mom and stepdad would go every year but I usually stayed home. I knew that going with Jeremiah would be fun no matter what so I agreed. I got the time off working at the makeup counter and Jeremiah didn't have a job so he didn't have to worry about that. I had to use my money for the trip because Jeremiah didn't have any. I was fine with it because I loved Jeremiah and money didn't mean much to me. I made enough doing makeup that spending money on a vacation for two wasn't a big deal.
Our flight arrived in Vegas around 10pm. I splurged and got us a room at the Bellagio. I've seen videos of the giant fountains and always dreamed of being able to sit and watch them from my hotel room. When we made it up to our room which was twenty floors up, I was amazed at how incredible the room was. It looked like the bedroom that belonged to a queen. I immediately went to the window and checked out the view. The fountains were more incredible than I ever imagined.
We walked around at night, passing by all the lights and music. We both bought yardsticks of alcohol and stumbled around Vegas.
“Hey Claire!” I heard called from across the street.
I looked over and squinted my eyes. I must've had too much to drink because I saw my mom waving to me. When I realized that it was really her, my eyes went wide. What the hell was she doing in Vegas?
Jeremiah and I made our way past the crazy traffic to find my mom and my stepdad, Micah. He was a tall and handsome man who didn't speak much. He was a big businessman or something. I never really did understand what he did. Didn't matter because he made a ton of money.
“What are you doing here, Claire?” my mom asked.
“I should ask you the same question,” I said with slurred words.
“Micah and I always go to Vegas,” she said, glancing at Micah.
Micah smiled and shook Jeremiah's hand. “Well this sure is a coincidence,” Jeremiah said.
“What hotel are you staying at?” Micah asked.
“The Bellagio,” I replied.
“Great! We're at Bally's right across from you. Maybe we can get dinner tomorrow?”
My sexy weekend with Jeremiah was turning into a boring weekend with my parents.
“Sounds good,” I said. “Don't stay up too late you two,” I said, waving goodbye.
“Well that sucks,” I whispered to Jeremiah.
“Why? I get along with Micah,” he said.
“Well I was hoping it would be a romantic weekend with just the two of us,” I said, rubbing my hand on his chest.
“It still will be.” Jeremiah brushed the hair out of my eyes and kissed me. My heart swelled with love.
“Hey Claire, can I borrow some money to go gamble? Your stepdad asked if I would join him,” Jeremiah said with a pleading grin.
“Yeah sure take my debit card. But don't spend too much please! We need some money for the rest of the vacation.”