Jill's Christmas Gifts

Jill's Christmas Gifts By Danny. I accompanied my wife to the wedding of a coworker friend of hers last summer in early June. Jill was not a member of the wedding party, but Jill knew most of Rita's friends and several other people from Jill's office were were also there. It was somewhat embarrassing for me because although we did not actually talk about it, she had never actually confessed it and and I had not even accused her or even asked my wife the obvious; I knew my wife had been having an afffair with one of the men in her office. There were those times I would answer the phone and the caller would hang up when my voice was the one who said hello. There were those times that Jill had supposedly worked late that were becoming more frequent. She also had begun carpooling with David, a male coworker of hers, and they would stop "just for a drink" on the way home from work. And those "stop for a drink" times had resulted in her getting home very late at times. The only time I had asked about it had been when JIll had not got home until past nine. I also knew that Jill and David had been going to lunch together everyday for the past couple of months. But I had seen my wife and a man who I knew who had to be David at the counter registering for a room when I accompanied some out of town clients to a restuarant at a local hotel one day at noon.. I did not ask my wife why they had to get a hotel room to have lunch. add those to the nights out supposedly shopping by Jill when she would get home at eleven, twelve or later, and have no packages. She also had been taking showers when she got home from those nights out shopping and when she and David had supposely stopped for a drink on the way home. I had even gone so far as to check her clothes hamper when she got home and had found her panties in there- wet and sticky in the crotch and smelling of her female scent and male sperm. That part though did not make much sense as Jill was not on the pill, and she was very careful not to let me enter her without protection as we were wanting to wait awhile yet before having a family. And there was that night that Jill went out shopping and then to a movie with Rita. Jill had then called me about ten to tell me she would be spending the night at Rita's house. Fine. BUT Rita called me only a few minutes later and asked to talk to Jill. I was just trying to tell her that I understood Jill to be at her place when Rita said that she hoped Jill was feeling better from her cold and how Jill had told her she could not go out with her like Rita had hoped because she had a cold and was just going home and going to bed. I was virtually certain Jill had gone to bed, but I sure knew she had not gone to bed at home, and I was nearly certain that she had gone to bed with David somewhere. Sure enough, when Jill got home the next morning, she went straight to the shower and she slept almost all day that day- which was a Saturday. Her undies by the way, were also soaked, sticky, and smelling of female juices, and male sperm in the crotch. While Jill was asleep that day, I answered the phone and it was a hotel. They told me that my wife had left her earrrings on the nightstand by the bed in the room we'd rented the night before. I said they had a wrong number, but the clerk read me the registration and the bill she'd used to pay for the room. I went there and picked up her earrings, thnking about how my wife had not only cheated on me, I thought about how she even had me paying for it by putting it on our credit card bill. Jill had worn one of the nearly obscene short tight skirts she'd purchased and been wearing to work recently, and at the wedding she and David were flirting shamelessly. Jill is a five three, 13# blue eyed brunette, and her 39-25-36 figure was dynamite in that short tight white skirt. It barely covered her asscheeks and was almost scandalous looking on her. The flirtations between and David continued shameless at the reception and dance that evening. She was spending all her time with him, and they danced a lot. Not knowing what to do, I did nothing or said nothing as my wife and her coworker practically dry humped each other on the dance floor. It was particularly embrarassing when she plotted won on his lap in a chair at a table; her arms around his neck,and his hands roaming over her body very familiarly. I got up to get a drink when they headed back to the dance floor, and my eyes really bugged out when I happended to notice that Jill had kicked off her shoes and was standing on David's as they danced. There was my wife, her shoes off, her feet on his, her arms around his neck, her gazing up into his eyes admiringly,and his hands on her upper thigs and hips in back. His right hand was cupping on one of her lovely buttcheeks and the other was on her thigh up so high that it was actually working her short tight skirt up even higer. Their groins were pressed tightly together, and the motion of their bodies was virtuall dry humping. When that slow song ended, my wife nuzzled against David and his right hand cupped her round bubble butt as they headed for the exit door. I just happened to be standing next to a woman and three men that also work with my wife. I was too late in trying to look away and pretend I had not seen them go out the door and suffered the humiliation of having Jill's coworkers see me noticing my wife's lewd behavior and trip out the door with their coworker. One of Jill's male coworkers said to me, "Bettter pour some cold water on that wife of yours and cool her down, I think she's in heat." And another added, " And you better start keeping her away from David or your going to wind up with a new mouth to feed in your fammily." I bushed beet red, but did not respond. The third male coworker added, " And I suggest you start buying your wife a new wardrobe. David's a notorious cunthound and he's been all over that recently." The first man then chimed back in with; " Paul's right. If you don't get your wife some looseer fitting and more modest clothes, those aren't going to be fitting her before long" Number three coworker then finished it off with, " Yes. We know David,and we know how he is with the women. If you don't start keeeping your wife away from him, ththat skirt isn't going to be fitting her, and her other clothes won't be fitting her as well. She'll be buying her clothes in a maternity shop if you don't get her away from David pronto- IF IT'S NOT TOO LATE ALREADY. Everyone at work knows what's going on between those two;" The talk was almost like being taunted so I got away from them without responding. I did manage to slip out another door and looked around for my wife and her coworker. Walking around the parking lot, I didn't find them for a bit, and then heard soft moans and noises coming from the backseat of a car with the windows down. I managed to get close enough to see inside withouth being seen. I saw my wife and her coworker in the backseat laying on their sides. Jill was facing the front and David was laying with his back to the back of the seat holind her around the middle; their bodies spooned together. Jill's skirt was bunched up around her waist, and her panties were visible lying on the floor. David's trousers and undershorts were around his ankles and I could actually see his long thick cock appear and disappear from her vagina as he hunched her. Jill was softly moaning and crying out, "Yes, Yes. David, Honey. Oh yes, baby.Yes Like that. Oh David, I love your cock. Keep fucking me, honey. Oh, yes,yes!" At that very instant I saw her body shake, quiver, and sudder, as her eyes fluttered shut and her mouth made an contented looking Oh and she cried out in orgasm. David thrut up inside her, held, his body shuddered, and he then lay still. When David withdrew, I could actually see that his cock was coated in pussy juice and white slimy come. I slipped away before they caught me an waited back inside. I did not tell Jill what I had seen and she never said a word to me of course. I think Jill's affair with David lasted until he was transferred away in October. Needless to say, I was quietly very happy and relieved to see David leave town. Jill's affair has been a No talk about it subject for us. And Jill didn't even tell me the other part of her news. She just let me find out an obvious way. When I asked my wife what she wanted for Christmas, she didn't come up with anything at first. But when she and I went shopping just before Thanksgiving, we wound up in a department store in the women's clothing section. jill at first was trying on dresses, slacks, blouses, and skirts in one section. Frustrated that nothing she tried o fit, Jill then told me to come with her and she would give me some ideas of Christmas gifts for her when she looked at something else. I followed my wife and did not say a word as she picked out a top and pair of slacks to try on. As she went into the changing room, Jill said to me," Why don't you look around here for more things for me while I try this on. I need about everything so maybe you can come up with something you like that you might want to get me for Christmas." I looked around at the clothes there in the maternity department without saying anything. Jill had not said a word, but the bouts or morning sickness, her tight sexy clothes disapppearing from the ones she wore, the others she liked becoming too tiight, and then her taking to trying to wear anything that had any stretch at all told the story. I just glaced at my wife's tummy- the bulge really showing with her sweats stretched to the limit, started looking at outfits. When Jill came out wearing the maternity outfit, she smiled at me and asked, "How's this? Do you think this looks okay on me? I think I like it better than that first one I was looking at." Then seeing what I was looking at, she said, "Those look good now,honey, but I'm not sure if they'll fit me much longer. My actual correct size is over here. I haven't gained that much weight so far, I have been following the doctor's orders and not gaining too mch extra weight. But in January and February when the baby is growing significantly; I'll be getting a lot bigger in front. As much as I've already started to show, I'll probably be showing big time by Christmas, and I'll be waddling around with a really big tummy by January and then February as I get closer to my due date. Oh, and honey, after we get done here, let's look at some baby things. With this being our first child, we need everything. I know the girls at the office will probably be giving me a baby shower, but we can start getting stuff now and redecorating one of the spare bedrooms as a nursery. I'm not due until the fourth of March, but I'd like to start getting that bedroom ready now." Jill and I did not talk about it anymore. Her pregnancy and the baby were just assumed. Not once have either one of us talked about the fact that- WE WERE USING CONDOMS, NOT ONE BROKE, and we were even still using condoms for birth control when David moved away. As I typethis, Jill is putting away some of the baby clothes in the furniture we bought for the room that will be the baby's. She is wearing a withe smock loose fitting maternity top over the stretchy blue maternity slacks I bought her for Christmas. She really likes it, along with the other maternity clothes I gave her as Christmas presents. one significant gift I bought her, I notice she has not used very much. Jill had an ultrasound right after Christmas. She found out that we are having a son. On the day she had it, she put the book of baby names away. Jill said we might possibly want to use it someday to select a name for a future child wemight have. But that night,Jill put the book away, smiled at me and said, "Congratulations, honey. You're not only going to be a father, your'e going to have a son to carry on your name. It is a boy just like I hoped it was. You'll have a son to carry on your last name, and I have decided to name him David Randall for his first and middle names. I said nothing, but the thoughts of what my wife's coworkers had said about her affair and that David Randall, B would cause her tight clothes not to fit and that I would be buying her clothes in the maternity department haunted me again. Jill also said, " One thing I know, honey. Your son will almost certainly be hung like a horse. I bet he will be a real lady killer when he grows up. I bet he'll have girls creaming in the panties wanting his big cock in them. I know what those girls will be thinking. Hmmmm."" 3839 1.24/512345