Once his work wife now his other wife

This a confession or a story about what happens when you are isolated and lonely. I'm speaking about COVID isolation. I worked for a man and was his favorite, I had lots of privileges and I got paid a lot more than I deserved. There were expressions of intimacy and I got kissed and he called me Baby. On more than one occasion I held his hand in a crowd, and stayed close to him. Everyone at work knew that I was his Baby. I was overwhelmed by his attention, and from the time I was 24 to 29 I was his office wife, and more than once he lifted my skirt to check out what I was wearing.

I dreamt of him every night, I woke up thinking about him, I baked cookies for him, I cut the cake at birthday parties and served him before anyone else. In spite of all this he never had sex with me, tons and tons of kissing, and tons and tons of very amorous hugs. I had my butt smacked and my boob squeezed and I was told to my face that he loved me. But he was married and I worked for him so I went all those years without, masturbating myself to sleep and dreaming of a wedding in Colorado and having babies.

COVID came and everything changed. The company lost its major customer, and that caused the company to shut down. I was without a job and he took me home with him. His Baby was not going to be on the street. His Baby was going to be where he could look after her. His Baby was going to live with him.

The hugs and kisses got steamier and he kissed me and grabbed my boob in front of his wife. He got me hot against the kitchen counter, got me hot on my bed in the guest room. He got me hot on his bed with his wife watching. He finally, after five years, had sex with me on his bed with his wife in the room monitoring. She got undressed and got in bed with us. She wanted us to make love to him together. I was his Baby and she wanted me to show her how much I loved him.

There were threeway showers, threeway lovemaking, threeway roundrobbin kissing and sex, jumping off of one and onto the other and visa versa. Sex for those months of being locked up was an everyday matter. His wife realized that I hadn't had a period. Oh well, fuck her some more and make sure she's pregnant. Now that she's here, we'll squeeze a baby out of her. She's not the office wife anymore, she's the other wife now that she's pregnant.

When the pandemic lock downs ended I was a big pregnant girl counting the days before delivery. I didn't sleep in the guest room anymore, I slept between them. I was his Baby, his favorite, and I was going to be the mother of his baby.

We moved to Colorado right after the baby was born and settled in the small town where his country house is located. I walk down the sidewalks pushing a baby carriage and his wife walks beside me carrying the packages of what we have been shopping for. She calls herself Nana for the baby and I'm her Mommy. All the baby really needs is a sibling and that's planned for the next Spring when the animals in the forest are dropping their young of the season.

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