Bitch!
There may be a centimeter difference in height between my Flor and Nita. The shoe size is identical. The black hair, black eyes, hips and breasts are all very much my Flor all over again. Oh, Nita's face is Nita and not Flor, but from the back, you cannot tell the difference. It is unnerving.
Cooking wise, she doesn't cook as well as Flor, or Nene for that matter. Clean she does well. Wash clothing, iron, scrub floors, care for the flowers outside, yes sure, she does all those things well. I would love to just pay her a couple of thousand pesos a month and call her the maid. But Nene and Nita will not hear of it.
For four days, I have been avoiding this successfully as Nita was having a period. It was the first one in a while. I guess the malnutrition caused a problem with the normal menses cycle. Nita was so glad to have her period, though she found it painful, that there was no pressure for her to climb into my bed. Not so tonight. Tonight a woman whose body type is very much an echo of Flor is in the middle of my bed. On the far side is Nene.
I slide onto the bed and am barely getting under the covers when Nita grabs my package. She is looking at me with big doe eyes, and a bit of fear in her expression, as she kisses my chest as she strokes my cock. She isn't going to get pregnant tonight. It is too soon after her period. But this is not about getting pregnant. This is about assuming her place in my bed.
I am hard. Nita has clearly been around a penis before, as the two deceased children are the evidence. She strokes me, spits on my cock and takes me orally. Was she a whore before? Is that were the off-spring came from. For the love of God, she is only sixteen now! She must have had the first kid when she was thirteen. I am not sure I want to know. According to the blood test the clinic took, there is no venereal disease and so, what her past life was like will remain unknown to me, unless she wants to tell me. There is too much pain back there. I do not want to dredge it up.
Nita's mouth is keeping me rigid and happy, but not pushing me over the edge. Nene is looking on a bit worried. I pull her over and kiss her as Nita continues to suck my cock. As the kiss breaks, I whisper in her ear that I love her. Nene whispers back, I know. I not worried about that. Why she not getting you to cum? You need to cum.
I am not ready and it is true that Nita has not gotten me there. But that is probably something in my head and not her skill that is interfering. Nene? Are you sure you want me to get Nita pregnant before you are legally old enough to give me a child?
Nita continues to suck my cock and I do moan, and hump against her face while at the same time I wait for Nene's answer. And answer she does. I am sure. Make her a mother again.. She needs this.
Well, I am not going to make her a mother tonight, but I guess I do need to take her in a literal way. I pull Nita's mouth, up, off my cock, and pull her over onto the mattress. I mount her without ceremony. She is looking up at me with a look that I cannot fathom.
Nita, if I take you, if you have my child, you must never, ever, leave me. I will never marry you, but you cannot leave. No matter what may happen, you are to stay with me forever. I will not have my child taken from me. Do you agree?
Yes! Yes! I agree! Oh God Yes! YES!
I look over at Nene. Do you understand what is going to happen?
Yes, it is what I want to happen. Do it.
My cock is deep in Nita. Her cunt is juicy and warm. She gets my legs to the outside of her legs, as she squeezes my cock. The friction is amazing as I saw in and out of her cunt. She pulls my head down and kisses me, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. Nene gets behind me and finding my legs spread across Nita, she puts her mouth on my ass and tongues me. That is something I have never experienced and for the life of me, I can't figure out where Nene learned this. But, at the moment, that is not really what is on my mind as I blow a load into Nita's cunt.
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For the next few days, each night finds me giving a deposit inside Nita. I suspect she is not physically ready for another child, but logic has no seat at the table at the moment.
What does have a seat at the table is a visit by John and Susan. I have no warning that they are coming. But the table is set for five, a fact that had not caused me any concern as I have been unaware of it until the moment they appear. It is always nice to see them, but a little forewarning might have been nice. I make that point to Nene who quietly mentions to me that I would have been tied up in knots worrying about how they would accept Nita being here. This is better, she tells me. I would like to argue the point with her, but this is not going to be the time as they are here and so, it's sort of a moot point.
John puts his hand out to shake mine as he looks over, nods at my new addition and says, So, this is your Nita?
Yes, this is Nita. You have heard about her?
Susan told me yesterday that it is now three of you. How are you handling it?
Funny you should ask. I guess I am somewhere between freaked out and accepting. Tergiversation describes it pretty well. So are you thinking I am a real pervert now?
You worried about that?
Yes.
Oh, sorry. You don't know about Lawrence?
No. What has he to do with this?
Susan has joined us, and has an arm around John. She looks at him and then me and then John again. John has a pained expression. He is a bit uncomfortable. Susan smiles at him, gives him a hug and tells John, It's OK.
Susan turns to me, while continuing to hold on tight to John. Howard, Lawrence is a polygamist. He has many mistresses. And we met a man named Jake. You know him?
Can't say I do.
Well, he's a polygamist too. We were at a party with them. I think I behaved very badly toward Maricar. You know how close we are. It was hard to see her husband surrounded by so many mistresses. But Maricar tells me she is happy and it is OK. I worry that I will lose John, but he says he doesn't want anyone else. Still, I see you guys adding girls and I get worried. When Nene tells me you have added Nita, I worry for Nene. We talk a few days ago. I am afraid you are being bad to her. But you know what she tells me?
No, Susan, I have no idea. What did she tell you?
She say it is her idea that Nita is yours. You do not want this. She say she make it happen. Is that true?
Yes.
OK, well, I still think it is weird, but first Maricar and now Nene. I guess I need to accept that maybe I am wrong in many ways. Nene says it is good with the three of you. Is it?
I don't know how to answer you. I didn't want this. I know, or I think I know, that Nene loves me. But that understanding has been shaken by Nita's presence. Do they love me, or am I a life preserver to which they hang on for dear life, afraid to let go? I am confused. They are both more than good to me. Nothing is kept from me. But is this love? Susan, if you are confused, then so am I. Is it comfortable here? Yes. Are they a problem for me? No. Are they cute, lovely, arousing to be with? Surely. But is this love? I don't know any more.
Does Nene know how you feel?
I don't think she can. She just thinks I am being difficult.
Is Nita a good person?
She seems to be. Susan, I am having a problem. Her face is not Flor, but she is the same height, the same shape, the same hair. I see her and I see Flor. So my heart is playing tricks on me. How do I separate out what I am feeling from what I am seeing? And it gets worse. Did Nene tell you her two little ones died of Dengue?
Yes. That is so sad.
Did she tell you that their plan is to get Nita pregnant?
No!
Yes.
Oh, I see. Howard, this is not good. If nothing else, you are not ready for this.
No kidding.
John, why don't you and Howard grab some beers and go sit down. I am going to scoop up the girls and have a talk. And Howard... Flor was very lucky to have you as her husband. She was as lucky as I am, to have John as mine. Go have a beer, guys. This is going to take a while.
And take a while it did. John and I have a couple of beers as he tells me the craziest story about Lawrence and this guy, Jake, that I have ever heard. I guess my issue is small potatoes compared to what these guys are into, but John says that this is what they want. It isn't what I want. And yet, I did tell Nita that if she had my child she could not leave. I failed to tell Susan that. Damn, that will come back to bite me. I tell John about it and all he does is shake his head. Damn, Howard, of course she can't leave you if she has your child. Why would you think anything else? Man, you are one confused poor SOB right now.
And that is exactly what I am.
Eventually, Nene comes out to the terrace and asks us to come to the table for supper. No one is saying anything meaningful. There is talk about local government. We talk about some of the stores in the malls. John and I talk about with cable TV service we are using and the lack of Tivo. What we don't talk about is the elephant in the room.
Finally, John and Susan take their leave of us. I walk them out and lock the gate once they drive off.
Howard, we need to talk. Nene has a stern and pissed off look on her face. I don't think I am going to like this. Nita is sitting and shaking. She is close to tears.
Why you tell Susan you not sure I love you?
How can I know? Why do you want me to make love to Nita? Why? I love you and now I am supposed to think that Nita will suddenly fall in love with me and you want this? I am confused. You know this.
Nita, you love Howard?
Yes, friend. Yes I do.
Howard, why you not believe Nita?
Nene, can you tell me what the difference is between being safe by living here and loving me?
Yes, you fool! Yes! Susan say, we can live with her. She will take care of us. No problems. They have money. We don't have to stay here to be safe. You know what I tell her?
No, what did you tell her?
I tell her, she not my friend if she ever ask me that again. Then she say, is it OK if Nita speaks for herself? I say sure, OK, ask Nita. She do. Nita, tell Howard what you tell her.
I tell Susan, she is a bitch and no one takes me away from my Howard. It nice that she can offer me money. I not want money. I want to be with Howard. I tell her to leave us alone. ... Howard, do not send me away!
Nita, I am not sending you away. She was not being a bitch. She was trying to make sure you wanted to be with me for love and not for need of safety. She was trying to help you, if that was your need. She meant no harm.
Howard, Nita and me not like it. I love you and Nita loves you. Stop pushing us away.
OK. I hear you. Look, I think I need to call Susan and apologize to her.
Why? She do wrong!
No, she was just trying to help.
Tell her if she not do that again, I will be her friend, but not to do it anymore.
OK. I will tell her.
I leave the room, and go out on the terrace to make the call to Susan's cell phone. I think they are still driving, but Susan can talk while John is behind the wheel.
Susan, I want to apologize. I am sorry for that happened with the girls.
No, Howard, you don't need to do that. I was clumsy in what I did. Howard, they both love you. I believe that completely.
Yes, I know. They screamed at me and told me to never do that to them again. Nene says she still wants to be your friend but that you should never bring this subject up again.
Tell her not to worry. It will never be discussed again. Howard, you had better get ready to be a daddy.
Do you know something I do not?
No, but unless you can't have children, it is going to happen.
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