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The make-out session on Kristen's couch indicated the latter. There was lust, sure, but also a good deal of honest passion. I was pretty sure Kora loved me, though I didn't want to assume and make the same mistakes again.
Her new place was on the other end of town from her previous apartment and about as far away from my mansion as she could get and still be within the same city limits. I doubted that that was an accident.
The building looked about the same in terms of economy. I was relieved that her choice to go back to school didn’t seem to have affected her too badly. Especially with a little one on the way.
I hung back, letting Kora lead the way, though her pregnant walk made this somewhat of a challenge. I did my best not to ogle her ass as we went, not quite sure how she would take this, even though it was a hard goal to accomplish, since it looked even curvier and juicier now.
The place was really nice for what it was. Freshly painted. New chrome appliances and small enough that she wouldn’t need staff to clean the whole place.
At the time of his death, grandpa had employed twelve servants, not including the drivers. I shook my head at the wonderful simplicity of it all. Although it was meant to be a cliche, and in no way true, that in some ways the rich are envious of the average person, the cliche was still true. Not of everyone with a net worth over a million but a lot of us.
Of course it was nice to have money but there was a catch that went along with it. That was why so many in the upper income bracket had island getaways. Emphasis on the phrase "get away."
"It's this way," Kora said, leading me into the back room.
The nursery was lovely, done in a shade of purple I had never seen before but that looked really nice. Which is saying something, as I had never really been a fan of purple.
I thought maybe Kora had been edging her bets, not wanting to risk pink or blue. Then again, knowing her, it was also just as likely an intentional rejection of the traditional color scheme for baby girls. She had told me a bit about her upbringing and I got the feeling she had gotten her fill of traditionalist ideas quite some time ago.
"Well, what do you think?"
"Gorgeous," I said, looking right at her.
"I meant the nursery," she said with a giggle.
"So did I," I said.
"Oh," she said, seeming a bit disappointed.
"You, I would more describe as luminous."
"Oh!" she exclaimed, blushing a bright pink.
"The nursery is wonderful but -"
"But?"
I put a finger to her lips to silence her.
She wasn't happy but decided to hear me out.
"But," I started again, "I think you both belong with me."
"Both?"
I lay a hand gently on her baby bump.
"Oh."
"I've got plenty of room."
"A-are you serious?"
"Absolutely."
Kora threw her arms around my neck and kissed me, getting up on her tip-toes so she could reach. I put my hands on her hips and kissed her back, our tongues moving playfully in each others’ mouths.
My hands slid down to her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. She gasped loudly.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Fuck yeah!" she said.
"My place?"
"Sure," she said.
We went back down to her car, which was parked outside her building.
"Maybe you should drive," she said.
"Why?"
"My bump gets up really close to the steering wheel and makes it hard."
"Oh, of course," I said, suddenly feeling a pang of sadness that I had missed so much of the pregnancy and didn’t know about these little details.
But I told myself there was still plenty of time. I was just glad that she and the baby were back with me where they belonged.
She tossed me the keys and I caught them in one hand.
“Nice job!”
"Wide-receiver, remember?"
“How could I forget?”
I helped Kora into the passenger side before getting into the driver's seat and starting up the car.
"Just Like Heaven" came one the radio. I decided to leave it.
"I know," Kora said, catching me glancing at her big boobs as we drove.
"Does it hurt?" I asked.
"Not really; I'm a bit more sensitive but it's mostly good."
"Ah."
"Wanna feel 'em?"
I glanced over at her to check if she was really serious.
She was.
"Sure," I said, getting my eyes back on the road.
Gently taking my hand, Kora slid it inside the top of her dress and onto one of her breasts. I didn't do anything for a moment for fear of hurting her.
Eventually, I started gently massaging and kneading the soft, warm flesh, Kora humming contentedly, gasping when I occasionally brushed her very hard nipple.
I could almost smell her excitement. I instinctively glanced down at her thighs. Noticing but not saying a word, she slipped off her panties, which were blue silk, and opened her legs.
