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Chapter 11

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After taking Rachel to school and getting to work I sat in my car ruminating on this sudden turn of events. Someone had snuck into my house, come into my bedroom and fucked me while I was half asleep. Part of me wanted to feel violated, but I was honestly more concerned about the fact that whoever it was had broken into my home while my children were asleep. The sex itself was nice. But this was dangerous territory.

It had barely been a few days and already this shit had spiralled. And what was worse, it was mostly my own fault for giving into this madness. I'd betrayed my wife and now that betrayal had followed me home. Hopefully I could figure out a way to prevent this from getting any more fucked up before my family got dragged into it.

Deciding enough was enough I got out of my car slowly, allowing the cool morning breeze to soothe my thoughts a little. For several seconds I just stood there trying to centre myself. It wasn't easy but I managed to get some semblance of calm and composure.

I was halfway out of the parking lot when I heard someone call my voice. Beth had pulled up just behind me, and was giving me a strange look as she rolled down her window.

"Ben..." she waved me over, "could you ...uh...please come over here? There's something I have to talk to you about."

Fuck. I really didn't need this right now, not first thing in the morning. And for all I knew, Beth might have been the crazy bitch who broke into my house last night, though realistically that was unlikely given she didn't know where I lived. Despite not feeling like it, I reluctantly walked over to her car.

"What's so important it couldn't wait until later?" I asked, a slight edge in my voice, "my day hasn't been great so far."

Beth smiled at me, or at least a strange drugged up version of one. "Trust me, this will make your day."

She got out of the car and I can honestly say I words escaped me. Standing there was Beth, stomach and breasts swollen in late stage pregnancy.

This didn't compute at all. Beth looked completely normal yesterday and now she was ready to pop out a baby at a moment's notice? Jesus H Christ, what fucking insanity was this?

Seeing my stunned expression Beth took the initiative to close the distance between us. She took my hand and placed it over her bump, where I could feel a very real baby kick playfully. My brain almost imploded.

"You've made me a Mama," she said in a low and husky voice that was thick with lust, her tongue running over her lips invitingly. She moved the hand lower from her stomach down to her very wet crotch. "And once this baby comes out...you can put another in."

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