We had some great sex, but without the condom on the last great unload. Chance she got pregnant, and she is my mistress yikes.Well...after abit time a...part, Jen called me, to meet at her place. I drove over, nervous as hell. Pregnant was not too bad, but it would fuck things with my life. Once I got there, I walked up the stairs as it was the walk of shame. At her door, I knocked, followed with her opening it and pulling me inside. Once inside, I saw Jen....all naked, and pointing to her belly.. She smiled, trying to put him at ease. ‘I’m Cynthia Holloway,’ she said, stepping closer and holding her hand out. ‘We met yesterday. With Mr. Hollister and Ms. Cuthbert?’ ‘We did?’ he said. He reached over and shook her hand. His hand was dry, his grip firm, and she thought she felt a tremble. She didn’t know if it was fatigue or nervousness. ‘I’m your new housekeeper?’ she said, trying to jog his memory. ‘Housekeeper?’ He seemed lost. His voice and expression told her this didn’t ring a bell.. He then had a lick at my armpits which also increased my mood. He untied my bra slowly, had a lick on it and played with my boobs for a bit. He slowly moved his hands towards my ass, pressing it while sucking my tits. I slowly reached down to his cock and it was so hard, which again made me excited.Now I saw his strength; he lifted me up and carried me all the way to the kitchen. He then removed my bottoms slowly. He said, "One minute," and hurried from the room. He came back with a Japanese. "Here's a talent for yea troubles my good man."The innkeeper pocketed the coin eagerly. "We're almost with no food for such as you, sire, only a stew and some bread, but we have good wine and the bed is of fine hay if I may say so." Good. It will suffice." He nodded to the serving wench that was busy pouring wine from a barrel. "And a bed warmer?" This ain't a brothel, good sire. What the wench does is her business. Sometimes she takes with a guy and others not. You will have to ask her by.