Resigned to their Pregnant Fate

Maria put her daughter down into her crib.

"Sleep tight Sarah," Maria whispered before sneaking out of the makeshift nursery.

Closing the door, Maria turn to see Dave still playing Call of Duty. Sighing in resignation the expecting mother sad down on the only couch in the apartment.

"Sorry guys, got to go, Duty calls," Dave said before pulling off his headset and turning off his console.

"Duty?" Maria asked annoyed at Dave's chipper upbeat attitude.

"Oh, why so glum mama?" Dave asked as he began rubbing Maria's large bare baby bump.

"Glum? ... Glum? ... Dave! I'm a knocked-up college dropout, with no job, and who is **** to live with her pregnancy-crazed baby daddy," Maria said hotly.

"Hey, I'm not the one who cut you off, that's between you and your parents. And no one is forcing you to be here," Dave said before giving multiple kisses to Maria's exposed belly.

A second passed as Maria enjoyed the attention, before remembering she was mad at him.

"So ... No comment on being a sexed crazed perverted pregnancy lover?" Maria asked raising an eyebrow.

"There is no point denying the truth," Dave said lowering his hand down Maria's pajama pants.

"I love fucking you, and if that makes you bigger and sexier, even better," Dave said pulling Maria's pants completely off.

Maria moaned as her boyfriend began to eat her swollen kitten.

"I don't ... want to ... just be ... a dumb ... home maker. I was ... going ... to be ... someone," Maria protested.

Dave came up for air.

"You are someone,"

"You're my sexy babymaker! Now, and forever," Dave said before plunging his rod to the hilt.

Suppressing another moan, Maria could do nothing but let her sex-crazed man begin to pound her into the love seat.

"I ...,"

Maria's protests died in her throat, as there was no point in denying the truth. She was stuck, she was now and will likely forever be Dave's barefoot and pregnant homemaker. With that long coming realization, Maria's last bit of pride faded away.

Dave awoke to his watch alarm.

"Shit, look at the time," Dave thought before noticing the tangle of blankets he was in.

Maria had been strangely affectionate last night. She had wanted to fuck far longer than usual. Leading them both to sleep on the living room floor of his apartment.

"Love you," Dave said kissing Maria as she slept.

After checking up on Sarah, Dave grabbed a power-bar and left for work.

"You're late!" Brinda said not looking up.

"Sorry, had a long night," Dave said placing the PowerPoint deck on his boss's desk.

"Just because were fucking ... doesn't mean I will be lenient. I expect my personal assistant to be punctual,"

"Will this change your mind?" Dave said before placing a heavy Mcdonald's bag onto her desk.

"Aw, I guess I can let it slide,"

"Hmm, we still on for dinner at my place?" Brinda asked pulling the greasy bag closer.

"... yes ... Of Course," Dave said standing tall.

"Good, I was beginning to think you forgot," Brinda said biting into an Egg-McMuffin.

"Never, ... I look forward to our little family dinners," Dave said defensively.

"Well enjoy them while they last, because our little family is rapidly expanding," Brinda said gesturing down to her massive baby bump.

"I guess going from three ... to five ... is a considerable jump," Dave said eyeing his baby mama's twin sized belly.

"I'll say," Brinda said with a mouth half full.

Dave smiled at how cute his fiery boss looked. Her tight-fitting suit was riding higher as she ate.

"How's Chad liking the new nanny?" Dave asked still admiring his baby-mama's perfectly growing body.

"Surprisingly well,"

Knock-Knock!

"Come ... In ... Jessica!," Brinda said between bights of her second breakfast.

"Mr. Smith has arrived, he is waiting in the Executive lobby," an old mousy woman said in a meek voice.

"Move him to the top meeting room, and offer him a drink," Brinda said eyeing the remaining McMuffins.

"Yes ma'am," the old secretary said leaving the room.

A moment passed as Brinda just stared at the McMuffins. She was trying to be healthy. Her doctor keeps complaining about her excessive weight gain.

"I'm eating for three. There is no point in hiding it, might as well enjoy the rest," Brinda thought giving in to her pregnancy cravings.

"I'm glad I got a few extra," Dave thought watching his baby-mama wolf down another sandwich.