Not your typical baby mama

Amy had been haunted by that message all day. Even when she went home that night, she could not help ponder over those three words. It could only mean one thing: they were ready or close to being ready. Was she too late? With The King openly backing them up, they probably felt invincible. Her actions, would they make a difference? Did it mean she was being careless especially with the baby on the way?

She sighed as she rubbed her growing currently small belly. Her phone chimed and she automatically smiled when she saw Zach's message.

Ahismine@***.com: I'm ready for you.

She secured a connection with his phone. "What do you mean by you're ready for me? We're not doing anything."

"So I should only say that when we're about to do SOMETHING", he countered in a suggestive tone.

"Zachery", she warned him.

"Fine", he grumbled. "How's your friend doing?"

"She's getting there. One day at a time", Amy responded.

Zach briefly fell silent when he heard reply. "Is it just that or is there something else that has you feeling down?"

"Huh?" Amy was surprised. She was sure she sounded normal.

"You don't sound yourself. What are you worried about?" His voice was gentle as he spoke.

Amy looked down at her belly protruding under the sheets, then thought about the message she received earlier, and the Corporate Gala; she was mostly worried about her baby. Zach heard her sigh and made a random guess.

"Is it about the Corporate Gala?"

She gasped in surprise, "How did you know?"

He chuckled and was quite pleased with himself as he got comfortable in bed. "Is there something you need help with? Just say the word."

Although she heard him laugh, she knew he was quite serious when he spoke. Amy felt a certain sweetness in his offer and it was very tempting.

"First, I need your thoughts on something", she said.

"I'm listening", he sat up and his ears were sharp ready to hear what she said.

Amy's pink plump lips moved as she spoke whilst holding the phone close to her mouth. From the outside world, it would look like she was having a pillow talk with her lover. Her face was Serene and she was calm as she spoke. It could have been the first time she sent him those files on Parton Corporation or the night they spent together when she surrendered herself to him after he told her how much he wanted her on a sober mind; she trusted him. It was probably one of the reasons she did not push him away when he digitally found her.

Zach almost swooned when he heard her soft voice spilling her innermost thoughts about the matter. She didn't say anything about the baby but she told him something that initially shocked him, but ended up with a huge smile on his face.

"Is that what you plan on doing?" He asked with clear excitement.

"Yes", Amy replied softly.

"Then can this hubby of yours suggest something?" His smile grew wide.

"I'm listening", Amy's face turned red as she mimicked his words when she asked for his opinion.

Zach chuckled when he realized what she had done, not only that, she was acknowledging his position as her hubby in her life. Well, she had become his wife from the moment she gave her innocence to him.

"Alright, that sounds good. Let's do that", she said in affirmative after hearing his suggestion.

"Thank you wifey, for this", his voice was sweet when he spoke. Amy felt like she could melt on the spot as she couldn't fight her smile.

Zach was the happiest with this late night conversation. Even though they were apart, the couple were going to work together. It seemed Amy's plan to shock those people at the Corporate Gala would still go through, with Zach's help. Without even asking for it, he gave her the help she needed.

When they had hit their ten p.m mark, they called it a night. Of course, Amy didn't forget to sing to her cupcake. Her mood was much better than earlier.

While Amy and Zach had a goodnight's sleep, Xavier was having, well, his own trouble during the late night. It was the weekend, he had gone to the club with his buddies. He hadn't allowed himself to get curious about Nicole since he gave up and simply went back to his old life.

As usual, he picked up a babe in a shimmery gold mini dress barely covering her ass, with a plunging neckline that exposed her cleavage and her makeup was not to crazy. No hot bloodied male could resist that; well, men like Xavier could not resist that.

They were currently at a hotel room, he was seated by the edge of the bed. His shirt and trousers had been discarded somewhere on the floor so his muscular torso was on display leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxers.

The woman he came to that hotel with was kneeling between his legs in nothing but a thong. Her face had been pulled into a frown as she stared at his crotch. Xavier sighed when he saw this.

"It's not..... reacting", she muttered.

"I can see that", he snapped. This had never happened to him before. Even he didn't know why his junior was misbehaving.

"Hey!" She snapped back.

Xavier sighed, "Sorry. Try something else."

She looked at her wrist that was aching from working a thing that never responded. Thinking of a better idea, she took him in her hand and spat on him before trapping him between her tits. She started stroking him with her mounds and licked the tip every time it came up between them for stimulation.

"Ah!" She moaned as she felt good from her own actions.

Xavier however felt so bored in that moment. How was he not enjoying this? He closed his eyes in irritation but instead an image of a grey eyed beauty invaded his mind.

He could remember how her mouth wickedly worked around his shatf when she knelt before him against the booth tinted window. The image of his shaft disappearing between her pink lips while he pulled on her hair instantly made him hard.

"Mmm..... Ah!", the woman moaned when Xavier pulled her hair. His junior finally got hard. 'So he's a boob guy? Hot!' she mused as she sped up the stroking his shaft with her tits. But it was worth it, it was high time she got a taste of this sex god and hoped to be a regular.

Xavier felt like he was not getting enough as he pulled her up onto his lap and quickly pulled her thong to the side to bury himself inside her wet warmth.

"Ah!" She screamed in pleasure at the sudden invasion when he started thrusting like a maniac.

Her womanhood would certainly get destroyed by him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on for dear life. But he didn't look at her and instead buried his face in the crook of her neck.

"Ah! I'm coming!" Her walls squeezed his length.

That sentence was a wake up call when he realized he was close and currently not using protection. His eyes snapped open as he removed her from his lap and threw her beside him on the bed.

The woman removed the hairs from her face and her skin was flushed as she stared at him in shock. What just happened?

"Get out!" He snapped.

"Xavier", she sat up to touch him and try to convince him to continue where he stopped.

"Out", Xavier did not budge. His gaze was fixed on the wall up ahead and he didn't see the tears that welled up in her eyes.

"Jerk!" She snapped back and quickly threw on her clothes. It irritated her that he didn't spare a glance at her body as she dressed up. She stormed out of the room and slammed the door.

Xavier run his hands over his face and he leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees. He could not believe himself or everything that just happened. One thought came to mind and he voiced it.

"I need to find her."