She gets pregnant

"Kristen, what's up?" you ask her as she walks into your office about a week later in a pair of blue jeans and a loose fitting yellow shirt and sits down on your couch.

"Close the door a second babe, I don't want anyone to hear this," she tells you as you get up to close the door, barely getting back to your desk before she blurts out the reason she has visited you.

"I'm pregnant John, it's yours," she tells you as you smile and join her on the couch, giving her a kiss as she lets it linger and starts to sloppily make out with you.

"MMM...stop...stop...we need to talk about this first," she whispers as you lay her down on the couch and start to undress her, not wanting things to get out of hand before she has time to discuss this with you.

"I don't see why we have anything to talk about Kristen," you tell her as you look her in the eyes, "we're two consenting adults who had sex and you wound up pregnant. I realize you have a husband who needs to be handled somehow, but I guess that's where I come in."

"I must say John, I wasn't sure if you were gonna take this so well or not, but I'm pleasantly surprised," she tells you as she places a hand on your thigh and kisses you, letting you lay her down on the couch and this time not relenting as you stripped her.

"And now, what do you say these two consenting adults fuck again right here in this office Kristen," you tease her as she pulls at your clothes, your dick sliding along her pussy lips as you get ready to slide back into her.