makeyoumilky:This is my 1,000th post! Holy shit.One of the first things my wife Kelly did when we mo
makeyoumilky:This is my 1,000th post! Holy shit.One of the first things my wife Kelly did when we moved into our new neighborhood was become friends with Jan, the lady next door. Jan was in her 40s and newly divorced, which made no sense to either Kelly or myself given how much fun Jan was to be around. Soon we started spending more and more time together, and then one night we all had a little bit too much wine while watching a movie on the couch. Kelly had admitted that we were trying to have a baby, and in response Jan said the strangest thing.“I’m jealous.”It turns out that one of the many reasons why Jan’s husband (some rich asshole) had bailed on her was because she’d wanted kids and he’d refused. She admitted that she did fear she was going to run out of time before she met another guy willing to give her a baby.Maybe it was the wine talking, or maybe it was because Kelly and I had discussed on more than one occasion how amazing Jan still looked in a bikini, but my wonderful wife gave me a strange, hungry look.“What do you think babe? Could we help with that?” she asked.“Are you sure?” Jan said, looking at both of us. “As long as he’s got enough cum in there for both of us, then I don’t see what the big deal is.” Kelly replied.Statistically I probably didn’t impregnate both of them on the same night, but it certainly was close enough. Jan sold her house, and between that and her rich ex-husband’s alimony, I now have two stay-at-home pregnant ladies waiting for me when I get home. What can I say, I guess I really did take that lesson about loving my neighbor to heart. If you’re enjoying Pregnant Housewife Week and/or my captions, be sure to check out my newest novella here! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09VZRLQ4X -- source link