Brady became discontented in one area of his life. He loved baby Joel and he and Princess were closer than most biological fathers and daughters, closer than Wade and Princess. As much as he adored the children, Brady wanted a child of his own blood and he wanted Hannah to bear it. He had mentioned it a few times in an off-hand way.
Hannah surmised his comments about having her bear a child of his loins was a deep-seated craving of his. She sympathized, but didn’t get into a serious discussion of the idea because she needed to think long and hard over such a decision. This was not the bargain the three of them made the first night of their marriage in Plantsville. She understood Brady’s feelings, however, and wanted another child so that Joel would not be a loner as Princess had been for twelve years.
One night as they sat in the library after the children had been put to bed and the house was quiet, Hannah broached the subject.
“In the very beginning of our marriage, you agreed to my stipulation that all children from my womb would have one father and the father would be my legal husband, Wade.”
Brady paced the room, his fist clenching and unclenching. “Perhaps you don’t want to have my child. Is that it?”
“I would love to have your child. I’ve always wanted a houseful of kids and it doesn’t seem likely with Wade. It seems a miracle we’ve managed two and the second pregnancy was much too long in coming.” She wrapped her arms around Brady to stop his agitated pacing.
Hannah gazed up at him and searched his eyes for several seconds. “I may have a solution. We’d have to discuss this with Wade first and I’m so afraid to upset him after he’s finally regained his natural optimism. What if he goes back into that morass of self-pity he was in a year ago?”
Brady pulled her close and kissed her forehead. “I understand, I do. Damn, I love you so much and I want my own child so much. I could never sleep with anyone else and, as much as I love Princess, I can’t be happy as things are now.”
“You have my blessing if you wish to marry another and begin your own family as Rocco has. It’s only natural to want that.”
Brady held her at arm’s length and peered into her eyes. “I could no more woo another woman than I could swim the English Channel. You are and always will be the only woman in my life—other than Princess, of course.”
“I want your baby, too. I simply can’t see any easy way to do it and remain a part of polite society.”
“I don’t give a rat’s ass for polite society.”
“I don’t either, but I do care about the children and what people think and say about them. They’d be ostracized right along with us.”
“Of course you’re right. I’m being emotional and not thinking clearly.” Brady dropped into an easy chair, head in hands.
“It would take a lot of planning, but I can see one way.”
Brady raised his head and the hope in his eyes and on his face nearly broke Hannah’s heart. He must have been brooding about this for a long time before raising the subject.
“What is it, Hannah?”
“You’d have to marry someone else.”
He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “No, never. I couldn’t do it and I don’t want a child with anyone else.”
“Hear me out.” Hannah knelt at the side of his chair. “You’d be married to someone else, but I would bear your child as if it were Wade’s. We would announce her pregnancy but it would really be mine. Then when I began to show, usually for me not until five or six months in, we’d invent excuses why your wife could not leave the house since her condition was perilous. I would have to stay with her as her closest friend and for the last month, the three of us would go abroad or maybe only to New York to supposedly consult with specialists.”
“Hannah, you are positively devious. I believe I’ll have to spank you tonight for having such wicked thoughts.” He laughed. He stood and turned away. “Forget it, love. What woman would go along with such a scheme?”
“As a matter of fact, I have someone in mind.” She pushed him back into the chair. “I knew you wanted this and I’ve been thinking it out for weeks. My stumbling block is Wade.”
“I agree. Hitting him with this now might be bad for him.”
“Perhaps we should try fucking without condoms for a few weeks to see if it happens before we mention it to Wade. The lack of pregnancies may be my fault. I may not be as fertile as I’d like.”
Brady pushed out of the chair and walked to the window and back. “It seems a bit underhanded, but you have a point. Why borrow trouble, if it’s never to be.”
“Now, that’s settled, how about the spanking I deserve?”
“Yes, you must be taught a lesson.” Brady scooped her up and carried her out of their private library and into the master bedroom.
He slowly and carefully undressed her, kissing every body part as it was revealed. His “I love you” echoed hers. She stripped him in the same solemn way and they lay in each other’s arms for several minutes before he mounted her with no sheath barring his seed from her womb. Their coming together was reverent and more satisfying than all the wild sex they’d had in the past.
He deposited his seed in her womb twice more that night and twice more as dawn rose. She hadn’t had to suck him up to readiness even once and he hadn’t had to lick or finger her to completion. They enjoyed each other’s bodies and would have stayed in bed and fucked all morning if two children were not expecting them in the other wing of the mansion.
They could barely keep their hands off each other during breakfast with the children. Hannah pawed his cock through his pants under cover of the tablecloth and he sucked her nipple when Princess left the room to look for a painting she’d made for her mother.
Hannah adjusted her clothing in time to reprimand Princess for charging into the room in a most un-ladylike fashion. Hannah gushed over her daughter’s rendering of the orange tree outside the nursery window. Soon the nurse took Joel for an outing in the carriage with Princess and her nanny in tow. They were going bird-watching this morning to Hannah and Brady’s delight.
The couple rushed upstairs tearing off clothes as they went. Hannah fished the small dildo out from a secret drawer. She loved the feel of a cock up her ass and Brady, freed at last of condoms, wanted only to fuck her pussy.
He held her bottom in his hands as he fucked and with thumb pushes managed to pulse the dildo in deep and then release the pressure in rhythm with the thrusts of his cock into her pussy. Hannah murmured her enjoyment into his ear. They held back their climaxes for as long as they could in order to enjoy the sensations they both felt with Brady’s manipulation of the dildo.
Once they had exhausted themselves on each other, they bathed together and reluctantly went separate ways to fulfill very different duties in the afternoon. Hannah had real estate business to conduct and Brady went to the wharf to check out ships.
That evening a ranch hand came riding up all dusty and sweaty as Brady and Hannah watched Princess put her pony through its paces. The rider delivered a note saying Wade would arrive the next evening and would be staying in town for a couple of days.
Hannah looked at Brady, her eyes full of fear. “If he fucks me, we’ll never know whose child it is.”
“Come inside. We can’t talk here.” He gestured to Princess. “Time to go in, sweet girl. Take care of your horse, then go straight in, bathe, and get ready for bed. Mom and I will be in later to tuck you in.”
Princess dismounted, and with a wave, led her horse to the barn.
Inside, Hannah asked the butler to have tea set up in the upstairs family parlor. Once settled with servants gone, she turned to Brady. “How do we handle this? I don’t want to tell him we are trying for a baby, yet. He has already asked if he were being put out to pasture with the purchase of the ranch.”
“Calm down. We can manage this. He likes to fuck your behind and you’ll convince him to do just that. It’s true. With him away, you’ve missed double penetration. He’s distract
ed with ranch matters and been without you for more than a week. He’ll fuck you any way you prefer.”
“And if he complains about not entering my pussy the whole time he’s here?”
“In that case, we’ll have to tell him.” Brady ran a hand over his face.
Hannah stopped her hand wringing and took some calming breaths. “Yes, I believe I can keep his cock where I want it. He knows I like it that way and have since my very first introduction to the dildo. He’s so happy with the ranch, he’ll want nothing but my happiness.”
“Talking about it has made me frantic with wanting you.” Brady knelt at her feet and pulled off her bloomers from under her skirts.
She slid to the floor and unbuttoned her bodice. “Me too.”
He loosed his cock from his pants and plunged it into her, sucking her nipples as he thrust. “Your delicious cunt is home to my unsheathed cock now, love.”
“Shut up and fuck me, harder. I want your babe inside me.”
They were in a parlor no guests would see, but maids did clean in there. Knowing they had to hurry or they might be caught only added to their excitement.
Chapter Ten
San Francisco, Present day
Hannah had tears in her eyes. “Brady truly loved her, didn’t he?”
“They all did, even those who left. Andre never could be content without her and Rocco, though he loved his wife, never stopped loving Hannah.”
“What hold did she have over them, do you think?”
“Her sexual drive was monumental, and men love that. But that was not the whole of it. She cared about other people. She really listened to what they said and heard what they didn’t say. She loved life and was such a giving person, not only with her body, but with her time and money. No one ever felt inferior or awkward in her presence. I suppose it was a gift to her from the gods. If she could help, she did without expecting a reward. She never gave unasked-for advice, but when she uttered her opinion on a matter, her reasoning was always sound.”
“Except for deciding not to tell Wade she wanted Brady’s baby.”
“Ah, yes. And maybe it was a lesson she never forgot.”
“How long was she able to fool him into not fucking her pussy?”
“This was a busy time for him at the ranch and weeks went by before he slept with his wife again. By that time, she knew she was pregnant and it no longer mattered.”
“How did he react to the news when she finally told him?”
“He was ecstatic about the baby, but miffed they hadn’t discussed it with him beforehand. He understood these things could happen with him away so much. I suppose he assumed it had happened by accident one night when Brady was not prepared. Actually, he said he’d always felt a bit guilty about Brady’s second-fiddle status and was happy for his friend.”
“What happened to the baby?”
“They named the boy Trey, in honor of their trio, and he grew up to be a strapping, healthy, and very studious man. He attended Harvard and came home to live after graduation.”
“Really? He lived with them? Why haven’t I heard about this uncle?”
“He could never be recognized as that. Hannah was a society matron and all her good works would go down with her if her reputation were sullied.”
“Then how did he live with them?”
“Brady married one of the soiled doves Hannah rescued and kept on as a maid. The woman wanted no truck with men after her experiences and agreed to go along with the hoax in exchange for a life of ease. She was riddled with disease and hadn’t long to live. She died when Trey was a baby and he never knew her or the story of her past. He lived with his doting father in their own wing of the mansion, added after his birth.”
Hannah retrieved her water bottle from her bag and strolled the room as she sipped. “Strange my ancestor granny loved to be ass fucked so much.”
“Not so strange. Many women do like it that way. How do you feel about having a dick up your bum?”
“As I’ve told you, I’ve never had one there. Bolt is always afraid of hurting me. He won’t try it even though I’ve asked.” She sat at the bar to distance herself from Slim’s half-leering, half-sympathetic gaze.
He slid to the end of his chair. “You must remember the way Hannah was introduced to sex. Wade and Brady wanted to have her together and prepared her by using the dildo on her and having her keep it in place for days. She became used to it and excited by the anticipation of being ass fucked before they actually went in with their cocks. I had one for you in the box you threw across the room.”
“We call them butt plugs nowadays. They’re available at adult stores and I would rather choose my own if Bolt would agree. He won’t.”
“Don’t be so certain.” Slim came up behind her and caressed the part of her backside not connected to the bar stool. “Having both orifices filled at once was your ancestor’s greatest pleasure. I’ve a feeling it might be worth demanding it for yourself.”
Hannah stood and backed away, toward the far wall. “I suppose I could insert a butt plug without him knowing, but wouldn’t he be able to tell once he was inside me?” When she turned to face him, he was only a foot away.
“Most likely he’d know something was different since you two have been fucking for so long now. Once he saw you liked it, however, he might agree to insert his cock in place of the plug.” Slim took a step closer. “Or he might agree to come here and let me do it as he’s fucking your pussy.” Hannah took a step back. The wall was only one more step behind her.
“If Bolt did decide to ass fuck you, he would love the sensation and thank you for introducing him to it.” Hannah could feel Slim’s breath on her cheek. His gaze never left hers and it was mesmerizing.
“For a man, being inside a tight ass feels as if a viscous glove were holding his cock in a warm cocoon. The idea of invading a forbidden place makes going there all the more desirable. It seems naughtier which makes a man hornier.” Slim leaned a hand on the wall by Hannah’s head. Still, their gazes were locked.
“Being up a woman’s ass while someone else is in her pussy is even more pleasurable. That way a man has the extra massage to the underside of his cock. Plus, the thought of another dick fucking the same woman at the same time makes a man harder than he thought possible. The double stroking is so delightful, a man will try hard to keep at it for a very long time. He’d never want to stop fucking you.”
Slim pushed her against the wall and pressed his body into hers. Hannah felt his cock grow and without thought, she slid her body up and down on it.
“Oh, precious girl, you have got to let me fuck you. I promise you won’t regret it.”
She snapped out of the hypnotic state his eyes and words had put her in and wriggled free. “I already regret it. I could never do that to Bolt.” Her pussy throbbed, putting the lie to her words, but she couldn’t let Slim see her discomfort. Maybe he had a bathroom where she could finger herself. She turned to him, but his eyes were on hers and he knew.
“Lie on the couch and let me watch. I promise not to touch you.” He moved in on her and massaged her breasts with eager hands.
The stimulation was too much. Hannah rushed to the couch and loosened her jeans. In a prone position she closed her eyes, reached inside her panties, and palmed her pussy. “Pinch my nipples.”
Slim didn’t need a second invitation. He leaned over the back of the sofa and used both hands on her as she fingered herself. Her hips rose and she moaned, then yelped as she came. “Oh, my I needed that.”
“Let me fuck you. Bolt would never know and since I am but a spirit, you would not be lying if you said you’d never been with another human being.” He continued running his hands over her tits.
“I’d know. I simply can’t.”
With moist lips, he leaned and brushed her forehead, her nose, her lips. “You want to. I see it in your eyes and in these.” He ran a finger around her taut nipples. “Let me French you.” He placed his palm on her pussy and mass
aged through her jeans. “Please, at least let me do that. I won’t ask for more if you let me eat you.”
Again she wriggled away and stood. “Oral sex is cheating as much as having intercourse. I would feel guilty and end up telling him and he’d never forgive me.”
“Suppose he joined us after you introduce the butt dildo? Once he knows you like it, he might want a threesome.”
“He’s a cowboy and as straight-laced as they come.” She turned her face away, hoping he did not see the heat rise to her cheeks. Despite having just had a climax, she was wet and very tempted.
“You haven’t told him about me, have you? He doesn’t know you’ve been coming here.” Slim straightened and stepped back.
She shrugged.
“Keeping secrets is the beginning of infidelity.” He strolled to one of the soft chairs, sat, and folded his arms.
She hopped off the couch and plopped onto the other chair and mimicked his posture. “I am not keeping secrets. I simply neglected to mention you. It didn’t seem important.”
Slim’s eyes widened. “Oh, so if I’m unimportant, then you won’t mind if I leave.” Without a single puff of smoke as warning, Slim vanished and along with him, all the room appointments. Hannah found herself on the ground, a huge stone poking her side. She scrambled to her feet and brushed off the seat of her pants.
She bit her lip and surveyed the surroundings. Nothing but slimy stone walls and jagged rock surrounded her. She was in a tunnel somewhere in the bowels of the mine with no clue how to extricate herself. She hadn’t brought a flashlight since the mine always seemed bright when Slim was with her. With a deep breath she wandered in what she hoped was the direction out of there.
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