VD Day 1 - The weather turns bad

The weather turns bad after the second interview, and the other candidates reschedule. You hang around the big house, completely alone while the crazy demon storm rages outside... it's like a hurricane, and it makes the house feel big and lonely.

You actually kind of wish someone was there with you.

You try to keep busy with cleaning the house, and you cook some dinner. You are not a very good cook, but you can do a good job making simple things like pasta and a salad for Demi.

She finally comes home from work. As she comes in from the garage, she is already taking her clothes off... kicking off her shoes, pulling off her maternity dress. She even has her bra undone before she even sees you there, shocked by her stripping.

She stops. Her bra falls to the floor and she stands there in just her panties with her huge belly. You stare at each other.

She looks a bit embarrassed.

"Sorry," she says. "Usually Cas and Pol would have my robe ready to go."

So this is just her normal routine...

"I'll get it," you say, trying not to laugh. You run and get one from the master bedroom and she puts it on, then you have dinner. She complains about her day, and about how lame it is... it definitely sounds like succubus desk work is pretty terrible. She seems frustrated, and you know what that means...

She got wet in the storm, and even after dinner she is still chilly. Making out in the shower is a good way to warm up, and you love feeling the soapy water run over her belly as you kiss her.

A few minutes later, Demi's damp body is on the bed. She lies on her back with her legs spread wide, moaning lustily as you tease her between her legs with your tongue. You love the way Demi doesn't ever try to stay quiet, and has absolutely no embarrassment about making noise. Her toes curl and she squeezes your head with her legs as you lap at her clit.

She cums with a deep grunt, her hands on your head. She lies back with a contented sigh, her pussy twitching. You sit up and wipe your mouth, then lie beside her with your hand rubbing her belly. She giggles.

"I feel better now," she says fondly. "What about your day?"

You tell her about the candidates you interviewed. She listens, looking amused. "Interesting," she says. "Which one will you hire? Or do you want to do more interviews?"

Hmm...

Hire the short orc, Zula? Or the tall lady, D?

Or keep searching?