บททั้งหมดของ The Favor: A Forbidden Stepbrother Erotica: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

The next day, dad and Mary come by the house. The boys immediately say something about power tools and building furniture before disappearing, leaving Mary and I in the kitchen. “So, what are we doing with the nursery?” Mary asks, sitting down her large bag and pulling out containers of leftover food. “Do you know what you’re having yet? Also, we should do a baby shower in a few weeks.” She glances up at me, “hungry? I can make you a plate.” I sigh, “honestly, just give me that bowl of coleslaw and a fork.” Mary laughs, “I was the same way with James. Couldn’t get enough of the stuff.” She pops the lid off the bowl and grabs a fork, sticking it in the bowl and sliding it over to me. “Nursery?” She asks again. “There’s a room next to ours that’s connected by a bathroom that we were thinking about using as the nursery,” I tell her as I take a large bite. “But I’m not sure if I want to do a theme or just paint it.” Mary nods, “we can make a trip to the baby store and look a

“Drive faster!” James yells at my dad who is already speeding and swerving through traffic. “Why couldn’t we have just called an ambulance?” Mary asks, hanging onto the panic bar for dear life. “In this economy?” James and I both answer. I groan as another contraction hits me, squeezing James’s hand so hard I’m sure I’ll break it. He doesn’t complain, even though I’m sure it hurts. It seems to take an eternity to reach the hospital but we only live twenty minutes away and with my dad speeding, we made it in ten. Dad screeches to a halt at the ambulance doors, honking his horn rapidly as Mary jumps out of the truck and runs inside, coming back out with a nurse and a wheelchair. James lifts me from the truck, setting me into the wheelchair and rushing me inside, nearly leaving the nurse behind. She follows us, a mixture of confusion and amusement on her face. “First time?” She asks when we finally stop at the front desk. “We need Dr Jones!” James all but yells at

Five Years LaterThe park in Paris was exactly as it had been the first time- curly slides, dozens of swings, sandboxes and dozens of kids. The only difference was now our kids join in on the fun. James and I sit on the same bench we did the first time we were here, eating our ice cream as we watch our kids play. JD runs around with a group of boys playing tag, while his sister Cleo plays with another little girl in the sandbox. When we’d first gotten to Paris a week ago, the kids had been curious but shy about the other kids, the language barrier making it hard for them to communicate. We’d tried our best to teach them some phrases before we’d flown over, but it was hard to get a six and five year old to focus on what they call ‘funny talk.’ But after a week of watching French cartoons, they’d started picking it up like a sponge and by the time we leave, I think they’ll know more than we will. We’d decided on Paris as our first international trip as a family because it was where

“I can’t believe they still have this shower,” I laugh as I strip. James grins from the bed, “it’s a good shower. I personally love it.” “Oh I know you do,” I tease, going and starting it. I secretly loved the shower too, the glass tube giving a perfect 360 view of whoever was in it. I’m under the water when a rush of cold air hits me and then James’s arms are around me, his head nuzzling in my neck. “James,” I groan as he nibbles my skin. “Baby,” he replies, his hands wandering lower and grazing over my pussy. “Not in the shower,” I tell him. “Doctor said.. no more.. water.. activities.” My words come out in gasps as James strokes me and it takes everything I have to pull away from his hands. “I’m serious,” I tell him. “You almost shattered your knee, James. No more shower sex.”“Technically,” James says with a smirk. “The doctor said no more standing shower sex.” He motions to the bench that’s presumably been in the shower since Annie’s aunt was alive, “he didn’t say anythin

The village hadn’t change, but the people have. Most of the volunteers from last time were gone, same as the baby elephants who I know aren’t babies anymore, but it’s still sad to see new ones take their places. Sunya was a familiar face in the crowd as she marches towards us, a small girl in tow. “Alison!” Sunya exclaims as she approaches. “You have returned to us!” She pulls me into a tight hug and whispers, “I see things have worked out well.” “They have,” I whisper back before pulling away. “Yours has grown up so much!” I give the little girl a smile, “she’s still as pretty as ever.” “As are yours,” Sunya tells me. “Young man, front and center please.” JD rushes to stand in front of her, a toothy grin on his face. “You look like a strong young man.” JD nods and flexes his small arms, “I am! I can carry two things of milk at once!” He tells her proudly. “Well now, that is strong indeed,” Sunya tells him seriously. “We need strong muscles to help us with the baby elephants