his watch and said, 'Hey, it's getting late.'
After Alex had gone, Eva lay beside her husband, fondling his limp prick and loosely sacked balls. Married life agreed with her, she decided. Married sex was so much better.
CHAPTER EIGHT
After the doctor left the examining room, she sat on the cold table deep in thought, the little white gown barely covering her charms. She giggled and fondled her pussy. It didn't feel any different, but the doctor had said the magic word: pregnant. Eva Richardson was pregnant.
She sat on the cold table and tried to count back. After that first week they had flown to Paris and stayed a whole month, and then back to the city to a new sumptuous apartment for the past two months. God, had it been two whole months? The time went so quickly. And John had been a changed man after that first disastrous week, so kind and attentive and virile. She had seen practically no one since their return except John. They made love and went to the theatre and ate at expensive restaurants. It had been one romantic whirl.
Her first clue that something was amiss was when she started waking up feeling irritable and nauseous. John told her to see the doctor. She hadn't even noticed that she hadn't had a period since her marriage. Eva was a careless girl.
She lifted the gown and looked at her tummy, still smooth and flat, and then thrust her leg out straight. It was a fine leg, and she wondered if she had excited the doctor. Probably not. He saw naked women all day long, but he was a man, and she was a woman. Oh, was she ever a woman.
Eva had been a faithful and loving wife for three whole months, yet the thought of seducing the doctor crept stealthily into her mind. He really wasn't bad looking, in a stuffy middle-aged way, and she was sure he had a prick. All men have pricks, and her pussy needed a prick. John was on a very trying case and he had neglected her three lonely days.
Eva decided that she must be like her sister-in-law, Nina. Being pregnant made her fee, horny. She wasn't by nature promiscuous, the last three months proved that, and here on her first visit she wanted the doctor to fuck her.
The door opened and a tough-looking nurse stuck her head in the room. 'You can get dressed now. Make another appointment on your way out,' she said. The door slammed shut.
Eva slid dismally from the table, the floor icy cold against her bare feet, the hungry itch between her legs slowly withering away. She dressed quickly and went to her car.
On the way home, she realized that she didn't know whose baby it was. 'Let's see…' she mused, 'my father-in-law fucked me, and Ted fucked me, and Mose – oh, that marvelous prick – fucked me, and the bellboy fucked me. That's four possibles, not counting the titty widow, but fingers don't count.' She giggled and lifted her skirt and put her hand on her slightly swollen tummy, at least she imagined it was slightly swollen. 'You little rascal, whose can you be? Surely not my husband's. Yes, you could be my husband's. I almost forgot, he fucked me, too. That's five.'
When she told her husband, he was less than pleased. He didn't want to start a family so quick, and if there was anything that turned him off, it was a pregnant woman. He knew he wouldn't touch her again until after the baby was born. 'Why in the hell weren't you taking the pill?' he asked angrily.
But it was a different story when they told his parents later that evening. Joseph Richardson was rapturous. 'Another Richardson, at last,' he crooned. 'It will be a boy. I know it will.'
Eva knew the old man thought it was surely his, but she doubted it. He was only one out of five that had a crack at it, and the odds favored her husband; he had fucked her the most. Besides, she was putting her money on Mose and his monstrous hose, even if it had been a quickie.
She managed to seduce her husband that night, but the following days turned into misery. He lost all interest in her sexually, and slept well on his side of the bed. He gave her a peck on the cheek upon retiring, and went immediately to sleep.
It was two weeks later when her sister-in-law came to call. 'Well, well, well, little Eva, it's your turn now.' Nina said, bursting into the apartment. 'My, what a lovely place you have.'
Eva stood holding the door, staring at her lovely sister-in-law. Nina's confinement was over; she had had a girl, and she was once again sleek and trim and very, very chic. Eva felt drab in her presence. She was wearing a smock, a maternity smock, though she didn't yet need it, and that was all, barefoot and naked except for the smock. And though it was an expensive smock, she still felt like a country cousin beside Nina.
'Close the door, darling, and get me a drink.' Nina said.
'Oh, yes.' Eva said, and closed the door.
'You do have something to drink?'
'Of course. What would you like?'
Nina glanced across the room and saw the bar. 'On second thought, you sit down. You're the one who's pregnant now. I'll do the honors. What would you like?'
Eva had never had the nerve to argue with her domineering sister-in-law and went to the couch, her heavy tits wagging free under her smock, and sat down. 'Just a Coke, please.'
'You need a drink, dear, I can tell.'
'It's not good for the baby.'
'Nonsense, pure fabricated nonsense.' Nina said. 'I was drunk for the entire nine months, and you should see my little angel. She is perfect in every way, and beautiful beyond description.'
'Whiskey and water.' Eva said timidly.
They were on their fourth drink and both quite high when Nina moved to the couch beside Eva and told her what a lovely young woman she was. 'You know, after I got pregnant I was so turned on that I wanted to be fucked all the time, but it's back to normal now… dull.'
Eva blushed and said nothing. She was shocked to hear Nina use four letter words, even after knowing how she acted while she was pregnant.
'You know, I never really cared much for sex; there was always so much else to do, and even after I got married, Mose could always get it elsewhere, anyway. Incidentally, I watched him fuck you after your wedding.'
Eva reddened again. 'Well, I watched your gigolo fuck you, too,' she snorted defensively.
Nina sipped from her drink, unperturbed. 'After several years Daddy started nagging for us to have a baby. I didn't tell him that Mose and I had decided that it was time and that I was already pregnant. Poor Daddy, he thought it was his until she was born. She is the picture of Mose.' Nina glanced furtively at Eva. 'I've never told anyone this, Eva, but I have to get it off my chest. A few days after I found out I was pregnant, I stopped by the house when I was very drunk and he fucked me. Yes, my own father fucked me. I'd always known that he was terribly lewd, and that he cheated on Mother all the time, but I never suspected he would stoop to incest. The worst part was that I enjoyed it immensely. I was so ashamed.' She glanced again at Eva, expecting to see disgust; she saw none. 'It only happened once, but I have to admit I wanted it to happen again. After that I couldn't get enough prick. You'd better not let him get you alone, Eva, or he'll fuck you.'
'He already has.' Eva said.
'God, I should have known.' She put her hand on Eva's knee. 'You really like to fuck, don't you?'
'Yes, and not just when I'm pregnant.' Eva said defiantly, brushing Nina's hand off her knee.
'Well, you're not very pregnant yet. You don't show at all.'
'But I do! Look!' Eva exclaimed, jumping to her feet and lifting her dress high above her waist.
'Eva, you're lovely.' Nina gasped.
Eva blushed redder than before and dropped her dress. 'I forgot, I'm not wearing any pants.'
'You weren't the last time I saw you, either.'
'Neither were you.'
Nina laughed. 'No, I guess not. God, that pretty boy has a big prick, but not that big. I don't like them too big. Here, let me get us another drink.'
Eva handed Nina her glass. 'Okay. I feel good for the first time in weeks, and I want to feet better.'
