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By Sunday, the house had been decked from porch to bathroom with garlands frosted with white snow and buttoned with pine cones, strings of white Christmas lights, and holiday knick-knacks that had come along with Agatha from her side of the family. The tree Kat and I had picked out stood proud in the living room, hung with lights and glass balls. Never before had my wife gone so all out for a Christmas before. But it was also the first time she had invited my side of the family to the house since our wedding.I had only a brother, but he and his wife had been close to Kat’s mother and, when I remarried so soon after her death, their grief turned around on Agatha. Now, she was nervous, I knew, and eager to make the perfect home.Now, there would be a house full of both our relatives for the first time and my secret with nowhere to breathe.Ever since our date, I had gone back to skirting around Katherine, even as she looked for me in every nook and under every mistletoe the house had to offer.Kat’s belly was growing. The https://escortium.org longer she remained in the house, the more suspicious it came to be that she wore heavy sweaters and bulky coats everywhere. What’s more, Kat had lost interest in hiding it.She would trot out to the shower, passing naked from her room to the bathroom behind Agatha’s back, a hand on her broad stomach. She lounged on the couch in tight T-shirts that wore like crop-tops until I threw blankets over her.On some cold nights, we would sit together on the couch and Kat would wriggle up beside me, hands resting on my thighs while Agatha told us stories about her sister she’d heard on the phone. Kat would rest her head on my shoulder and begin to sleep. One night, I stayed there with her while she slept, unwilling to disturb her, until Agatha too had gone off to sleep.I watched her gentle breathing and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. Kat’s eyes flickered open at the sound of Agatha’s door snapping shut. She gave me a sleepy smile and drew me into her. I couldn’t resist her. Her mouth opened repeatedly to mine. I tasted mint on her lips. For a moment, I forgot myself, hands running along her belly, cupping her breasts.”I love you, baby,” I whispered.Her hands climbed my chest, pushing up my shirt under our shared blanket. Her fingers tangled in my chest hair. Her hips writhed into me. We were making out on the couch like furtive teenagers in their parents’ basement when I heard the bedroom door crack open. I sprang away from Kat, but she only rested her head against my shoulder again, one hand still creeping into my pants.Agatha crossed the hall to the bathroom in her robe. She didn’t even look over at us.Katherine grinned up at me and moved back for a kiss. I let her but encouraged her no further. Kat’s hands were like claws dragging across my back, rabid.She stopped.”Aren’t you going to put me to bed, daddy?” she whispered. She climbed up onto my lap, straddling me. “Or do you want me out here?”She ground against my cock, hard against thin sweatpants, and shook her tangle of blonde hair out of her face. She let out a soft moan.”I want you to fuck me to sleep tonight, daddy,” she whispered close to my ear.I was hard. My heart was beating faster in my chest.”Kat,” I whispered.She slipped open the blanket covering us and parted her bathrobe. I covered a hard pink nipple with my palm. I wanted it, there on the couch, as much as I feared it.”We can’t,” I said.All of the fight seemed to go out of Katherine then. She slumped against me and swung her leg back over to her side of the couch.”I’m sick of this,” she said.”What?” My heart was hammering again, but for a different reason now.”Hiding. Pretending like this is so wrong,” Kat said. “Why don’t we just tell her the truth and you can leave her. This could be our house.””Kat! You know we can’t do that,” I said.She looked up at me. Her blue eyes were ice.”Then what are we even doing?” she said.The water shut off in the bathroom and Agatha stepped out into the hall. She looked over at us, a puzzled look on her face. Before I could say anything, she had darted back into the master bedroom and was gone.
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