EroticReverie

Nicolette

I'm putting Nikolai in the living room in the large play pen , leaving on his favorite tv show, and putting an arrangement of toys and a few stuffed animals in there with him to keep him occupied as Claudia comes downstairs in a pair of sweats a sweatshirt, her hair pulled back, and she looks so tired. I did this. I ruined everything by not being able to just keep things professional with Daniel. Professional. Right. We weren't professionals, that was the problem. There was no way to be "professional" about having your wifes brothers attempt to knock you up a second time. 

I had to tell her I was pregnant. But id I did that now, it would take priority over all the other things we needed to talk about. I didnt want whether or not I was pregnant to have an effect on whether or not she wanted to work on things. But to be fair, it was a factor. One she should probably know. Ontop of the fact that Daniel was here today, but not just here, but inside of me. 

I walk into the kitchen where she's pulling out a container of left overs from last night that I'd made. Neither of us had been eating much since talking with Daniel. While Claudia understood that I'd never intentionally fall for her brother, it doesnt mean I also didnt understand the heartbreak and stress that came with it. I knew eventually, I had to make a choice. A real one. No matter how much I loved the woman standing across the kitchen like a stranger, not even looking up to acknowledge me, no matter how much my heart beat for her and our family, I couldnt say that it made it an easy choice. Because, there was something there with Daniel. As powerful as the love I had for Claudia. And maybe if Daniel wasn't her brother, we could have this work out, possibly talk ourselves into polygamy. But there was no way either of them wanted to share a lover.  There was so much to consider. Would Daniel fight us for custody if I didnt choose him? Would Daniel and Claudia never talk again if I chose him? Would I ruin their relationship either way? It was pretty clear I already had, but what outcome would give them the best chance at repairing it. There was too much going on in my head.

"We need to talk." I say softly and watch the heavy sigh and the way her shoulders slump as she pours a glass of wine. 

"About what? About the fact your pregnant, or that fact you celebrated it with Daniel in our bed?" she asks and I jerk my head back. I open my mouth to speak, but I'm too stunned. 

she turns, taking a sip of her wine, just staring at me and then setting it down. 

"Claudia.." I start and she stops me. 

"Don't. Don't even deny it." she says and sets her glass down. 

"I..I wasn't going to." I say. 

"so you admit it? That you realized you were pregnant and the first fucking person you wanted to share the news with, was HIM?" she asks, her voice an angry whisper yell. Her voice cracking as she tries not to cry. 

"It wasnt...I just....I'm sorry....Im confused!" I say. 

She scoffs. "Dont you dare cry!" she yells slapping her hand on the counter, which of course , only makes me fucking cry. 

"You dont get to cry!" she says as her own tears pour down her cheeks and she walks over to me. 

"You dont get to fucking cry Nic" she says angril, shaking her head, my lower lip trembling. It wasnt fair of her to police my emotions, but it wasnt fair of me to expect any other reaction from her after what I'd done. 

"i love you" I say quietly. 

"i dont want to hear it Nic." she says, gritting her teeth. 

"I do. I love you. And I dont know what to do..I didnt want this! I didnt want to ruin our marriage or our family!" I hold back from yelling with Nikolai in the other room. 

"You think I wanted to destroy this?! US?!" I say shaking my head. 

"It doesnt matter....it's been destroyed." she says, swiping her tears angrily. 

"Dont say that...we can fix it" I say. 

"How? Why? Do you even really WANT to Nic? Because sleeping with him in our bed really seems like you arent that inent on working things out." she says and moves to walk away. 

'Dont walk away" I say grabbing her arm and she pulls it from my grip. 

"Dont walk away" I repeat. "Please" "Talk to me,..you havent talked to me in weeks...you havent...kissed me...or touched me...you havent even slept in our bed" I croak, as I think about how she's slept on the couch each night. 

"I dont want to talk to you Nic...I dont want to kiss you or touch you, or sleep in the same bed as you, I can barely stand to even look at you right now." she says, her nostrils flaring as more tears run down her cheeks. Her words slicing me into tiny pieces.

"You could have called me first. You didn't. You called him. It's clear who you want. Who you've decided comes first." she says. 

"That's NOT true" I shake my head, my hands reaching for her as she pushes them away. 

"Claudia, please!" I cry as I keep trying to touch her, to pull her to me, both of us pushing as the other pulls and I grab her when Im able to pin her against the door jam and I force my mouth to hers. Her head turning. 

"Please" I cry, grabbing at her sweat shirt, pulling my self into her, feeling her body cave to me just the slightest bit, the fight leaving her just a little as I push my lips to her neck. 

"Baby please" I whisper as I cry, my one hand sliding up around the other side of her neck. 

"God" I inahle her scent as I close my eyes, feeling my tears slip down my cheeks. 

"I miss you so much baby" I whisper against her neck and she says my name, in protest, her hands barely pushing me away as I selfishly force myself on her, kissing her jaw then her cheek then brushing my mouth against hers, her own lips pushing forward first as her angry hands come up into my hair and she kisses me madly. Our bodies moving back into the kitchen as we suddenly start to strip each other down. 

"I miss you so much" I keep saying, meaning every word, the two weeks without her kiss, her touch, driving me insane and once were stripped I move to go down on her first, but she shakes her head and is pushing me up onto the counter. 

"you're MY wife" she says and I nod as I reach down, rubbing my pussy as she looks at me with her eyes fierce, a glare i've never seen that is telling me she wants to fight. Not me. But for me. That she wont hand me over to him. 

I scoot myself to the edge as she kisses over my stomach and then looks up. 

"Did you shower after you fucked him?" she asks. 

I swallow, and I nod. 

"Yes" I answer her and she spreads my lips and drags her tongue over my pussy and I inhale my head going back. 

"baby" I moan and bite my lip as her tongue continues, upward slow licks against my clit and then her hands are digging into my thighs as she buries her face in me and sucks my clit as she pushes my legs wider and I buck against her mouth. 

My eyes roll back and my head to the side as I curse quietly listening to her moan and suck and lick with her wet mouth on my pussy. 

"yes, baby, yes" I hiss as I get closer, seconds away from cumming, always so close when it comes to her, her mouth having spent years getting to know my body, knowing everything to a t. 

I cry loudly, cumming hard as my legs shake and slip my fingers into her hair as my toes curl and I scream as she groans and then puts her hands back near my pussy, spreading me open again, spitting on my pussy and then licking it up and down the full length. Each time her toungue passes my clit my body reacts jumping as my orgasm still rocks me slightly. 

"My fucking wife Nicolette. You got that?" she asks and I nod breathlessly as she plunges her tongue into me. 

"I'm your wife....im that babys mother. Im Nikolais fucking mother." she says and I bite my lip and nod. 

"You are, you are baby" I say as I watch her tongue lick at my center, my aching center, that wants her fingers, her tongue, a strap, anything inside of it right now as she looks at me like that. 

"He doesnt get to steal my life.....my fucking family." she says and I groan as her tongue plunges deeper and licks my insides and I curse , my legs shaking as she slips in two perfectly manicured nails, short and clipped and clean, always ready to finger me, even when she's pissed at me. 

"I'm yours" I pant. "I'm yours baby" 

"claudia...god...yes" I moan, my hand slapping the counter, as I grip the edges as she fingers me hard and fast, hitting my g spot and I can feel the pressure build. 

"Shit...shit...babyyy...fuck...yes...there....there ..right there" I say as I gasp and my head goes back, my entire body crackling as it buzzes, the orgasm charging through me at warp speed, and shaking every fucking limb as my wife pulls her fingers from me and opens her mouth, and places her tongue and mouth on my cunt as I cum on her mouth. cursing. 

Her fingers slide back in for more, pumping relentlessly, forcing me to keep cumming as I scream and forget all about Nikolai until his cries interrupt my orgasm. 

Claudia curses and sucks at my pussy, licking and sucking it all over as her mouth goes crazy on me, cleaning me up and keeping her eyes on me as my body jerks and my legs tremble and I'm panting as she gives me a final lick. Stands up straight, then grabs her sweatpants, pulling them on, as I just sit there, watching her, stunned, my pussy dripping, my naked body feeling like its going to slide off the counter like jello if I move. 

she pulls on her sweeat shirt. 

"Put your clothes on. While I go get OUR son." she says. making it clear that Nikolai is hers, no matter the fact her brother and I made him together. 

I watch her leave the kitchen, giving myself a moment, not trusting my legs.  And just like that, I feel like my mind is made up. As if there should never have been another option. Maybe all I needed was to hear that she still wanted me, that she wasnt going to let me go. I needed her to want me still.  I loved Daniel. What I feel for him is just confusion or the fact we have amazing sex together. Our bond is real, and I can't lie to myself about that. But, I was Claudia's wife. And I wanted to be her wife. I couldnt let go of Claudia. I never could.

My mind was made up.