Mom & Sister visits – Jacob’s ‘niece’ visits – Part 8

I prepared for my date with Donna. She had invited me to dinner at her house/mansion. She had indicated that she would get Sylvia out of the house so we would have privacy. She giggled when she said ‘privacy’. When I pulled into the driveway, both the Jaguar and the BMW were there. I hadn’t seen Sylvia since she accosted me at the diner. It was Sylvia who answered the door when I rang the doorbell and she seemed to be in the same frame of mind as she was then. I greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and a fake hug that was really only a bump against her. I couldn’t tell what was troubling her about me. After all, I was the solution to her money problems. If Donna didn’t have a child to pass on the family fortune then they would both lose the money and keep a house they couldn’t afford to pay the taxes or upkeep on. It was all on Donna because Sylvia was sterile from her hysterectomy.

I heard Donna thundering down the circular staircase as I stepped into the huge foyer. She was still in her dressing gown as she pushed past Sylvia and threw herself into my arms with a screech. She kissed me all over my face and then settled down on my lips and kissed me hard. I watched Sylvia glare at us. When Donna came up for air, she blurted out, “The test came back positive. Oh my God, I’m really pregnant.” Sylvia scanned my face searching for my reaction. Donna had apparently told her already.

When I grinned back at Donna and said, “That’s wonderful Donna. You’ll be an amazing mother, and I’ll be whatever you want me to be,” Sylvia’s glare turned to a smile as tears filled her eyes. She mouthed the words, ‘Thank you.‘ Donna ran back upstairs to finish dressing and Sylvia led me to the study and fixed us drinks. She handed me my drink and pressed herself close to me and stretched up and kissed me on the lips.

She didn’t linger and there was no passion in her kiss. She pulled back and said, “Thank you Jack for wanting to be a part of the baby’s life. I’ve treated you badly because I was afraid that you’d break Donna’s heart using her for sex and then head for the exit when she became pregnant.” The irony of her words didn’t escape me. Donna had confessed that she was using me for sex so she could get pregnant and Sylvia knew that was true. I had to decide whether I was okay with that and I was. The double irony was that Donna was already pregnant before any of this came out. Things had worked out for all of us.

When Donna appeared in the Study doorway, my jaw nearly fell on the floor; she was stunning. She wore a semi-transparent, cobalt-blue, v-cut silk blouse that perfectly contrasted her dark brown wavy hair. I could see the darker circles of her aureoles. She didn’t wear a bra. Her emerald green eyes flashed. Her makeup was perfect. Her skirt was pleated and flowing as she moved. A wide black leather belt accented the transition between her blouse and skirt and the gentle curve of her hips from her slender waist. She wore stilettos which raised her height to nearly six feet. I have a particular fondness for stilettos. My dick hardened and pressed against my zipper. Sylvia saw me make a subtle adjustment and grinned at me. With Donna’s arrival, Sylvia disappeared without a word. Donna started to make herself a drink and then said, “What am I doing. I can’t drink.” She came over and sat down beside me. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She noted my erection and giggled as she said, “I see you’re glad to see me.” Her nipples hardened and pushed against her silk blouse. I knew what she meant and I made another adjustment as I blushed from embarrassment.