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Fierce Obsession: Epilogue

JAX

My cell vibrates in my inside jacket pocket as Alejandro and the mayor discuss his upcoming campaign for re-election. Half a dozen other men in suits sit around the table with us while we talk business. Mostly, I listen rather than talk.

My cell vibrates against my ribs and I take it out of my pocket. I have two cell phones these days. This is my personal one. Only Lucia, and my family have the number and that includes my dad now too. Lucia, Matthias and I try to get to our barn at the ranch for at least a weekend a month. Seeing the two of them with my father and aunt has reminded me how much I have shut my family out over the years. I guess that old saying is right – time really does heals all wounds.

It’s been nice getting to know my father again, and seeing him with Matthias in particular, helps me to remember what a good man he is. He is anxiously awaiting the birth of his next grandchild and has restored a beautiful old crib just like the one I talked about. It’s waiting for us at the barn back at the ranch for when we visit next month.

My incredible wife is currently eight and a half months pregnant with our daughter and I am on emergency standby. I slide my cell out of my pocket and read the text from her.

Hey, cowboy. When are you coming home? I really need you. Like now!

I type out a quick reply.

Is everything okay?

A few seconds later another message comes through. It’s a photograph of her hand sliding into her panties.

Fuck! My dick is instantly hard. She has become the horniest woman on the entire fucking planet since she fell pregnant just after our honeymoon. Not that I’m complaining, but sitting here with my cock busting the zipper of my pants isn’t exactly ideal.

Alejandro glances across the table at me. He arches an eyebrow. He’s also anxiously awaiting the birth of his next grandchild too. I shake my head to let him know that no, it’s not about the baby, and then I send her a reply.

You do know I’m in a meeting with your father, right?

Yes (laughing emoji)

And you remember who he is and what he does to people who upset him?

Sure do

This is followed by a second image of her fingertips glistening with her cum. Fuck! Me!

You are making it very difficult to concentrate. All of the blood in my body is rushing straight to my groin.

I just wanted to remind you what is waiting for you at home, cowboy xxx

I look up to see Alejandro glaring at me now and realize I have a stupid fucking grin on my face.

“Everything okay there, amigo?” he asks, his tone clipped.

“Yeah.” Then I look to the other men around the table. “It’s just my wife. She’s pregnant and it could be any day now.”

They all nod and offer words of congratulations and understanding before going back to the meeting.

When a third photograph comes through, I can’t resist opening it, even though I know I’m going to regret it. When a picture of her pink cotton panties stained with her cum fills the screen I swear I almost shoot my load right here.

I put the phone back into my pocket and look at her father instead, sure that will cure my raging boner. He frowns at me, letting me know he’s pissed. But all I can think about it getting the fuck out of this meeting and home to my wife.


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