Like something special

After they left, You slowly get out of bed, wiping the excess cum from your pussy and legs before going to check on your child. Your eyes trace her sleeping figure as your hands rub your stomach, reminding you that you have another one on the way.

In a little over nine months, this will all be over, and you'll have two children without a job.

The idea of you not having a paycheck echoes in your head, So you think to yourself. "It won't be easy getting a real job with a newborn and a one-year-old as a single mother, and it's not like many 'good' men are looking to take on the badges of two children, without asking too many questions of who their fathers are."

That thought suddenly makes you feel alone in the world. Even if the company is still going to help pay for them, no one will ever be around to help you or be a father figure to them. And it's not like you can ever show up back at home with them. That would raise too many questions, and it will be really awkward knowing that both of there father are there, but they can never know.

The idea of their fathers replaces the thought of you being alone inside your head. Which makes you think of an idea that most would consider sick, but right now, you consider smart. "Why can't they have a father figure? I mean it can't be my dad because he is already married, but my brother is single, has a well-paying job, and has said I'm his dream woman on more than one occasion. Why not him."

You grab one of dad's burner phones that he used to use to text odd woman, from the closet. You know your brother phone number by heart, so you text it about two hours after they left.

Hello, it's your dream girl ;). I'm assuming you saw my text result.

Seconds later, you get a message.

Yes, of course. Can wait until I finally see you tomorrow.

You:

How about we make a deal?

Him:

It better not is for me not to see you because after seeing the test result, nothing will stop me from finally seeing your face.

You:

No, no, no... You earned that. But you said you loved me right.- - - - - -

he quickly replies

YES!!!!!

You:

"Well, what if I loved you back?"

Him:

"What would I have to give up for that amazing gift."

You:

"My children need a father figure. So I want you to agree to be their dad no matter who you see behind my bedroom door."

For a good minute, You get nothing back.

Until you get

"Are you asking for a marriage like a contract?"

You quickly reply back.

"Yes"

You may have replied back a little too quickly because he goes dark for ten minutes, so you text him back to juice up the deal

"What if I wear something that I will only ever wear for you tomorrow."

Him:

Deal

You:

"Ok but I'm going to need some extra time to get ready."

Him:

"Is six-hour enough?"

Which mean he would show up after work instead of on his lunch break.

So You text back:

"I'll make do."

That means you have you little more than 28 hours to go out and buy everything you need and get it all fitted. Luckily you haven't spent a dime of what you made on my page check, and you have also had a company credit card, which you can use on anything for their enjoyment.

28 hours later

Who said the money couldn't buy everything? You had to spend every cent of your paychecks ever, and you put a massive dent in the credit card, but you got it done in time. That morning you moved your daughter into the spare bedroom just in case thing got out of hand. As you look out of your bedroom window, a taxi pulls up, and your brother jumps out right on time. He must have convinced dad to give him the address so that he could come along. As you hear the front door open, you nervously stand behind the second door waiting for him. Your whole life depends on his reaction, and you hope that you have done enough to make him no longer see you as his sister.

You lose your breath as the door handle begin to turn. The door flew open as fast as your brother could open it, but to you, it felt like an entirety. After it was opened, he just stood there speechless on the threshold as his eyes scan from your white fail and down your cleavage showing, push up, princess style wedding dress. The silence was agonizing, so you had to break it." So do you like the girl of your dreams."

You give him one twirl showing off every angle of your dress and your body.

Even after that, all you get out of him is "I'm speechless."