13 comments/ 106962 views/ 20 favorites The Aupair By: FurLove The actors in this script are of legal age. This is a work of adult erotic fiction and contains descriptions of sexual acts between consenting adults. If you're under the age of consent where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it is illegal to obtain adult literature where you reside, delete this file immediately. If it's entirely legal for you to read sexually explicit material, I hope you enjoy the story! This story cannot be posted or reused elsewhere without the permission of this Author. * 1 My wife, Bernice, was pregnant soon after our marriage. We hadn't really planned it but our child was certainly not unwanted. I make more than enough off both my design business and my Real Estate investments to keep us all way more than comfortable and financially secure. In fact I had met Bernice while making such an investment. It was only two months after the birth of Annie, our little girl, that Bernice was killed on her way for a follow up exam with the doctor. A drunk driver slammed into the drivers side door, killing himself and her instantly. Annie survived unscathed. I was devastated and only my concerns and love of our child was of any comfort to me. My life couldn't come apart if only for the sake of Annie so almost mechanically I began to reorganize our lives to make sure Annie was well cared for. Even as an infant Annie has been very accommodating. We bonded the moment she was born. I assisted Bernice at her birth and she is perfect in every way. I placed ads for an Aupair shortly after her funeral. I can easily afford one and it would help me out in many other ways. Not only for the care of Annie but for me as well. I still have to tend to business and it's a good way to avoid sitting around grieving and moping over my situation. Hopefully someone I can communicate with if only on a modest level? So for room and board plus a salary the Aupair would be a bought wife of sorts. I take off work to interview as many as I can and have Annie in daycare as little as possible during the process, more often with me at the interviews. The interviews are daunting. Never have I had such stress in finding a capable person for a job position. This is for the care of my daughter after all. They're impossibly officious, matronly boring, careless, casual or in some other way unsuitable. I would be better off trying to find another wife I think to myself in desperation. I have several young women who come by way of the local university but most are too booked up with their studies to take on the task seriously or unsuitable for some other reason. One of my last interviews from these appointments is a young Scottish girl, Mary. She had sent a resume by email saying she is through with course work. She is writing her thesis and needs a job that will keep her alive and allow her to finish. She said she would commit for a minimum of one year after which it would be negotiable. She wants to become a US citizen and had applied a while back. I meet her on a Friday afternoon. She's so different from Bernice I know I'll never be distracted or be reminded of my loss by any similarities. One of the students was a Bernice clone so I know she would be a problem for me in one way or another. Where Bernice was a true brunette Mary is fair, freckled and a flaming big bush of curly red hair. Tall, slender, small chested instead of dark haired, curvy and full breasted as Bernice. She's like a fresh breeze when she enters the room. She looks every bit the student with a short plaid wool skirt, dark wool stockings and a thick knit T neck matching sweater. Quite the opposite from Bernice's stylish business-like Vogue attire. I knew she was my Aupair right away. Annie smiles and gurgles the entire interview. Something she does when she's contented. Annie's response to several of the candidates was so bad I didn't finish the interviews. Her manner with Annie is like they had been friends in a previous life. Annie is as happy as I had ever seen her. Annie has never been any trouble from the day she came home so I learned to respect her signs of distress and joy. I tell Mary she has the run of the house since it's her job now to keep it all up and clean including all my stuff. I'm not a messy person so this is not a great imposition. 2 That evening, like so many before, Annie and me sit watching TV and listening to music. I Keep an eye on Annie while Mary settles into her room. I had her set up in the third bed room since the second is Annie's room and in between mine and Mary's. There is a door between the second and third bed rooms so Mary will be able to monitor Annie easily at night or when I'm not home. We had kept Annie in our room for that reason to now since there is no door between the master bedroom and Annie's room. Early Saturday morning and I awake to the smell of sausage and eggs. Getting up I look into Anne's room and she isn't there. Mary has Annie in her fish net pen sucking on a bottle next to the table and breakfast going on the table for us both. "Good morning Mr. Walker." as she finishes loading up the table and pouring coffee. She is dressed in loose jeans a dark green T neck sweater and barefoot. Her slender body looking very neat, attractive and without makeup or a bra. Her small breasts stand out firm and pointed with the soft wool molding perfectly to their shape, she's altogether very attractive. "I see you found everything OK?" "You are as organized as I had expected." She says and I look at her in a brief surprised glance, not expecting .. well .. not sure what to expect but obviously she is a very alert person. My interest is up. We eat in mostly silence. "Is there anything special you would like me to do for you today Mr. Walker?" "Call me Rob. I'm barely 30 and nobody calls me Mister, not even the janitor. You have to be 20 or so?" I'm thinking she's barely 18 but I don't want to offend her. "I just turned 19. I got some academic breaks." "You're real smart and jumped ahead? .. Mary blushes red as her hair .. So I have a smart one as well as industrious." She blushes even more. "I don't think so. I need to find out what you normally do." She looks at Rob quizzically. "No. I don't need anything special." Mary jerks a bit like coming back to reality. "Oh yes." "I'll be gone most of the day anyway since I'm looking at some property I may buy up north. So you can take inventory and get your schedule and chores worked out. I can tell already I don't have to tell you what to do. ... Oh .. almost forgot, keys to the van and house. You will need for shopping. A debit card for the shopping too." 3 Rob leaves for the day and Mary finishes up feeding Annie. She hikes her up on her hip and starts to go from room to room to see how much and what she's going to have to do. It isn't long before she realizes that among the very stylish and comfortable decor there are furs everywhere. Fur pillows, spreads and throws. There is a Red Fox spread on her bed she relished under last night. Even Annie's crib has a sheepskin cover and she notices a sheepskin and leather shoulder sling for carrying her which she picks up and settles Annie into. Annie smiles with delight. Sheepskin or Alpaca rugs in all the bedrooms and a heap of furs and Alpaca in front of the fireplace. "Well Annie, daddy sure must like furs .. as she opens his walk in closet door and switches on the light .. oh my god!" she gasps as she sees rack on rack of fur coats, vests and jackets. All sorts of furs. " Most of these obviously must have been Rob's wife's but some are clearly his." she thinks out loud. Mary runs her hands through the furs as she walks into the closet. Mary hears Annie laughing and squealing with delight as she is unknowingly dragging her through some of the hanging coats while slung from her shoulder. "You like this game Annie?" Mary now deliberately runs her through the furs and Annie is squealing even more since it's now Annie's and Mary's game. They both wade through the furs. Mary puts Annie down briefly and slips off her sweater then hikes Annie back up on her shoulder and wades through the furs once again. Mary is near orgasm as Annie continues squealing with delight. The feel of the thick soft furs on her tits is astonishing. She pauses and grips her tits in her hands with a thick Fox and squeezes her tits 'till it hurts but doesn't quite hurt. The softness cushions it and the nipples get pinched by the softness. Mary becomes aware of the wetness grow between her thighs and her crotch tightens up. As she squeezes and fondles her body with the furs she shudders and has the finest orgasm of her life. Suddenly guilt and shame come over her for using her bosses furs to so wantonly satisfy her own sensual desires. This grips her and she quickly puts her sweater back on and leaves his bedroom. Her breath is short and quick as she recovers from a major sexual event. "Oh my, what on earth happened? Annie, don't you tell now. Annie looks up at her with a sweet smile. You're such a sweet child. I'm so happy I took this job. I just don't know what I'm going to do about this fur thing now?" Her heart is still racing with the thoughts of the incredible softness to her skin. She loves the feelings and she knows she has to have more. "I always liked my sweaters and found them pleasurable. I know the guys like them though my tits aren't anything to write home about. Rob did catch a few looks of me this morning and I can tell from pictures of his wife I'm nothing like she was. Such luscious tits she had. What a shame." She's talking to Annie like she understands. She wrenches her mind back to the reality of her tasks, continues the inventory and making plans for her daily tasks. Having Annie slung to her hip is not too bad, right now anyway .. talking to Annie .. "It will certainly make taking care of you a lot easier. Ain't that right Annie?" Annie smiles sweetly again even with the pacifier in her mouth. "I hope my babies are as nice and sweet as you." As her twat has another twinge. Mary has not been too successful with guys. Tiny tits, red hair, bossy attitude and just too damn smart. She lost her virginity but very unsatisfactorily and not much past that. Mr. Right .. or Wrong for that matter just seems to elude her. "Well taking care of Annie, the house and my thesis will have to do for now." she thinks. After making a sandwich for herself and a bottle for Annie she puts her down in the pen for a nap and starts dinner then spends time organizing the Kitchen to her likes and planning a menu as dinner cooks. She is unaware of Annie having awaken as she goes about her chores. She just watches Mary and soon begins making baby noises. "Well Annie, enjoy your nap?" Another smile and a squeak. "I sure would like to have one like you" as Mary has another twinge in her twat just as she hears Rob drive into the Garage. "Smells good. Where did you learn to cook Mary?" as he walks into the kitchen. "My mom and then a few courses in college. I always liked doing it." "You do seem to be well organized. How did you do with scheduling yourself today?" A brief twinge of guilt over the furs .. "Oh just fine. Not that big a job to keep the house in order. You did a wonderful job of decorating and furnishings to make it easier." Careful not mention the furs. "The decor was mostly Bernice's doings. How was Annie today? Any problems?" "None what-so-ever." "I see you discovered the carrying sling." It's draped over the edge of the pen and Annie is tugging at its corner. "Here Annie." as he drops it into the pen. Anne falls over on it face first. "I like to keep sheepskin in her pen or crib to comfort her. I believe it helps with emotional satisfaction." Mary blushes slightly and Rob notices. Dinner is ready to serve. "You ready to eat Rob?" as she begins taking food to the table. When all is on she picks up Annie from the pen and sits her in her lap at the table. "You have grown attached to Annie already?" "She's so sweet how could I not?" They eat and Mary tries feeding Annie a bit of mashed up yam. Annie tastes it and grimaces a bit then squeals for another taste. "I'm very glad I hired you. Annie really likes you and you're very good with her." "Oh thank you. I'm very happy to be here." They eat dinner and Mary cleans the table and tidies up things. Rob settles in the living room, puts on some favorite classical music and sits to read with a Mink throw over his lap and Mink pillow behind his head. Mary comes in after putting Annie to bed and sits with a book as well. She sees Rob sitting with his furs and pulls the sheared beaver throw in her big lounge chair around herself and rests her head on a big matching fur pillow. The softness caresses her skin and she struggles to suppress the twinge in her twat with memories of earlier in the closet. She is mostly successful and reads on. Rob glances up at her while she's engrossed in her book. He is taken by her gracefully relaxed form snuggled in the furs. A very different image from his wife but very seductive none-the-less. Rob leaves for bed first. "Good night Mary. See you in the morning." She watches him go up the stairs and shivers slightly as she pulls the fur closer and buries her face in its softness. She sits for quite awhile breathing in the aroma of the fur and savoring its softness on her face thinking of her orgasm in his closet earlier. "My oh my what have I gotten myself into?" she mutters to herself into the fur with a smile. She knows he will have her and she will eagerly submit. Have his baby if he wants. She gets up and crushes the fur to her body before spreading and smoothing it out over the chair almost reverently then smooths out and folds his mink throw in the same manner and goes up the stairs to bed. Throwing back the covers, including the soft Fox spread she undresses and reaches for her flannel night gown. In mid travel from the chair to her body she drops it and slides her naked body over the Fox spread, her legs spread apart, the thick soft fur running up between her thighs and over her soft curly red muff and swollen labia. She exhales a quiet sigh as she shivers with the same sexual trill of earlier. It's on her bed after all as she quakes in a soft orgasm with Rob's smile flashing through her mind wrapped in mink. He didn't know she saw him looking at her. Rob has his wife's big Lynx coat with her aroma still present wrapped around him as he wallows in his Lynx spread remembering the times they made love in the furs. Tonight he is distracted from that by Mary's red hair and slender body wrapped in the Beaver. "Oh no honey! I'm loosing you already?" thinking of Bernice. It's like a quiet voice says .. "It's OK now Rob." He falls asleep with an emotional release. 3 Morning comes and Rob doesn't rush from bed. He is still nude in the Lynx and still a bit sad over last night's thoughts of his wife. Mary had gotten Annie from her crib and brought her to bed with her very early in the morning. Mary lay face in the Fox fast asleep with her cheeky freckled nude butt sticking up from the Fox. Annie laying against her side asleep in the fur too. Rob gets up and sticks his head into Annie's room to see how she is. Not seeing her he glances into Mary's room through the adjoining door and sees them laying nude in the Fox asleep and the mound of her wonderful butt. A rush of lust and passion flashes through his body with a mind of its own. His cock is stiff as a fence post and throbbing. Aside from masturbation it has not had the comfort of a woman since the day his wife was killed. He rushes from the room and takes a long cold shower. Mary awakes slowly as Annie is tugging at her nipple. She hasn't forgotten and Mary's vagina contracts as Annie bites down hard wanting breakfast. Rob said Bernice had breast fed Annie. Mary wants to pull her off her tit and wants her to succeed at the same time. It's a dry tit so Annie lets go after a bit. Mary lies there shaking with maternal instincts rushing through her body, the strangest and nicest sensations of her life. She finally gets up and hearing the shower running she dresses, hangs Annie from her shoulder and heads down to the kitchen. Breakfast is on when Rob gets downstairs. "Sleep well?" "Yeah. Annie woke me up at two but I just put her in my bed for the rest of the night. Is that OK?" "Oh yes. Bernice and I did that too. She would fall right to sleep in our fur spread." "Yeah, she did last night too." "You really are a good cook." "Any thing special today Rob?" "Nah, just lay around and rest. It's that day. You take it easy too." Rob takes Annie for a walk in the stroller and leaves Mary alone. Mary quickly realizes she doesn't like being alone. She had always rather perversely prided herself in being independent and wanting to be alone but having spent just the two days now with Annie and Rob she realizes this is where she wants to be and who she wants to be with. She tries in vain to work on her thesis while they are gone but finds herself fondling herself with the Beaver throw in the living room. Seems Rob has the right idea over fur being emotionally comforting. Rob finally returns with Annie and Mary finds her relief. That evening after putting Annie to bed things are much like the previous evening and Mary finds the music more engaging. The distraction of the furs is still there but she can think above it as she listens and reads her thesis material. Rob goes to bed again before she does. She tidies up her trow and goes over to tidy up Rob's mink. She picks it up and hugs it to herself with her face in the fur taking in its aroma. It smells of Rob and it's very intoxicating to her. She has already gotten addicted to the smell of his pheromones. They excite and trill her in the deepest sexual way with a growing warmth between her thighs. She gives up the pretense of putting on her nightgown and wallows nude in the Red Fox 'till she orgasms several times. She pulls the covers over herself and falls asleep. Annie's making some awake noises about 3AM so Mary gets her from her crib and brings her to bed with her. She lays her in the fur with her and Annie grabs for her tit again. Mary willingly lets her suck it like a pacifier. Mary has nipples of substantial size once she is excited. Annie has a mouth full in no time and Mary's softly moaning. They fall asleep in the furs after Mary pulls the Fox over them both for warmth in a cocoon of fur. Mary awakes with a start early. Annie giggling and pulling on her nipple again. It's leaking just a bit and Annie has been sucking on her. Her nipples are hard as pebbles and standing out proud. She gets up and slips on a V neck cashmere sweater and her jeans with Annie in her sheepskin sling. They're in the kitchen and getting breakfast ready. Mary's nipples are still erect, poking out her sweater and still leaking but she had forgotten in her busy efforts to get Rob off to work. Rob comes in and his eyes are glued to her tits before she notices. As she turns to him he quickly looks away. He had noticed right off that her sweater was slightly wet around her nipples like she had splashed water on herself. He starts to talk about his schedule for the day as a distraction. Rob eats quickly and leaves for work. Mary cleans up the kitchen but her body is feeling so strange and she's having such a warm flush that she goes into the living room and sits to get her senses about herself. Images of Rob's wife's furs in the closet keeps flashing through her mind, her twat twitching with the excitement. With Annie in her sling she goes upstairs to his bedroom and into the closet like on automatic pilot. The same rush runs through her body only stronger now. Without hesitating she removes all her clothes and pulls a big thick Lynx from a hanger. She can smell a mix of his wife's aroma and Rob's pheromones in the fur as she crushes it to her body and buries her face in its softness. She reverses the sleeves and slips it on. His wife was much bigger in the chest and it fits around herself generously and loosely. The rush she feels as it wraps around her body has her nearly fainting. The Aupair As she strokes and fondles her body with the thick soft fur her twat swells and throbs. She brings her hands up to her tits to pinch them and notices they are wet. She tastes the wetness and is shocked. It's white, sweet and creamy. Annie's sitting on the Lynx spread of Rob's bed looking up at Mary and smiling. Mary sits on the bed and picks up Annie who goes instantly to her hard nipples and starts having breakfast. Mary is lactating! As Annie sucks she feels her vagina contract and twitch. It is heavenly and she knows she has to get pregnant. She loves this feeling. Her body is alive in ways like never before feeling a now familiar rush run through her body. This is very good for now and she knows Annie and her have a maternal bond wrapping the Lynx around her as she suckles her breast. Mary knows this is now her life and that Annie will be at her breasts several times a day now. A passionate sexual rush runs through her body as she contemplates her new motherhood. After Annie is satiated and lets go of her nipple Mary lays her in the Lynx and falls face first into the thick softness writhing to a string of orgasms in the thickness of the soft furs, wrapped in the coat. Annie is making baby squeals beside her. Mary rolls over and removes the Lynx and rehangs it in the closet putting her clothes back on. "Feeding time is a lot different now Annie." as she smiles at her. Annie is very happy. During the following week the routine sets in of getting Rob off to work and them going up to feed Annie in Rob's bedroom wrapped in one of his wife's wonderful furs continues. Mary gets to know her Sables several Foxes and the many Minks. One of her favorites remains the Lynx. There are several of those as well including a very stylish jacket she is dying to wear out shopping. There are a number of wonderful fur vests which she discovers are all reversible to suede, leather or a nice fabric. She starts wearing them around the house for short periods, fur into herself of course and nothing under it. Annie takes this all in stride since access to her lunch tray is very quick and Mary is now very eager to satisfy her new charge. **** One morning shortly after Rob had left and she had fed Annie, Mary takes one of the shorter haired Lynx jackets from the closet and is contemplating how nice it looks on her when she has this flash of her walking through the local supermarket wearing it as if she is Rob's wife out shopping. She is wearing jeans and her dark green T neck so she slips on a pair of her simple suede flats grabs Annie in the sling and is off to the market in the Lynx jacket. When she gets to the market she puts Annie in the sling over her shoulder then puts the jacket on so it doesn't damage the fur. The jacket lays against Annie's face and she plays with it as they walk about. Mary likes it so much she will be doing this routinely. As she is walking around the store she is aware that women as well as all the men are eying her. The men in a very lecherous way along with a surprising number of the women. While standing at the meat counter deciding what to get another mother comes up to her. "What a lovely fur my dear." with a very seductive stare. Mary is very aware she is being hit on by another woman. "Maybe you could stop by my place for coffee?" as she reaches out and strokes the fur over her breast .. "and we can talk." with a coy smile. This happens again but with a married man at the bakery counter. Mary considers this a very successful shopping trip since everyone is tripping over themselves to serve her as well. Fur is her shopping uniform now. The more she wants the more opulent fur she will wear. 4 Mary has done nothing to hide the fact of her lactating from Rob but saying nothing about it either. Rob has said nothing though she is sure he has noticed her wet sweaters in the morning. She is depleted buy the evening and it's only until early morning when Annie wants to feed that she is full again. Mary has also noticed her breasts are swelling a little, even when they are empty. She is sure Rob has certainly noticed this. Rob is in a quandary. He has noticed Mary's wet sweaters and her apparent disregard of hiding it. Is she lactating? Bernice had been breast feeding Annie before she was killed but Mary didn't seem to have been pregnant or had a child? Is it his imagination or some other reason, cause? Curiosity is about to drive him mad. Mary seems also to be very comfortable with the furs in the evening as they sit around plus having seen her that first morning nude in her Fox spread. "She doesn't seem to think oddly of my wearing furs which I often do. She has to be into the furs by now pretty deeply? What to do? Anything?" he's thinking. His wife's furs are certainly languishing in the closet with the exception of his occasional use of them. He is suspicious that maybe Mary is using those furs during the day. Her lemon-herbal scent seems to be in the Lynx for sure and others possibly. Not like his wife's aroma at all. Playing with the furs during the day? Rob is very perplexed yet excited. **** Rob has been energetically fur masturbating over Mary at night with her increased ease over wrapping the furs around herself in the evenings. She had gotten the Silver Fox throw and pillow from the study couch. Seeing her in that with her flaming red hair is a truly sensual image in Rob's mind. Mental fuel for semen production. Sexual thoughts of his wife have all but been lost. Mary's tall slender image and sweet smile has filled his mind and he thinks of her often during the day, quite eager to get home in the afternoon. Mary makes sure Annie is ready for him to play with and enjoy when he gets in. She then gets dinner ready and it is all like a regular family setting. Mary is very attentive to Rob when he arrives home. She makes every effort to foster this family feeling. Over a month has gone by and aside from his sexual distractions over Mary his overall opinion is of a diligent and industrious person, taking care of any and all aspects of the house better than anyone he has ever known. The house is spotless and well organized. Annie is clearly happy and being very well cared for in every way. No possible criticism could be made over any aspect of her job. **** Rob is sitting for dinner on Friday evening after several months have passed. Mary has made a small cake with a number 6 candle. Rob realizes it is his daughter's sixth month birthday and Mary had taken note when they first talked. He blushes ... "It is incredibly thoughtful that you remembered. I don't really know what to say?" "Say happy birthday to your daughter." as she smiles to him and Annie. She then takes a picture of the birthday child and her daddy. "Here, let me take a picture of you and Annie." Rob says as he scoots the high chair over to her. She has on a silk blouse that drapes smoothly over her tits. Her nipples are wrapped in silk and damp spots on the blouse show in the picture quite clearly. Neither Mary nor Rob say anything about it. "Mary, my wife's furs are languishing in the closet and I don't have the heart to get rid of them and wouldn't any way. Why don't you start by wearing a few, maybe the vests and jackets that you feel comfortable wearing?" "Oh god Rob! I'd love that .. that is if you really don't mind? I don't want to do anything that would disturb your thoughts of your wife." "It's time I stop grieving and get on with life. It's not fair to Annie nor myself." Mary smiles and shifts in her seat, her enlarging tits jiggle just a bit, smearing larger wet spots on her blouse. The ends of her tits are now constantly wet with mother's milk. Her nipples sometimes ache just a bit just before Annie feeds they are so full of milk. Mary goes up and puts Annie to bed while Rob retires to the living room. While she is upstairs she gets one of her favorites, yes she now has favorites. The Red Fox vest and puts it on fur inside over her silk blouse. It has wide White Fox shoulder 'cuffs' and comes down to her butt. She casually goes in and sits in 'her' big cushioned chair with 'her' Silver Fox trow and briefly gives Rob a coy smile then buries her thoughts in her book. Soft classical music in the background and a quiet evening by the fire. Rob is quietly going out of his mind with desire for Mary by now. That night he fur masturbates more furiously than ever over her image and the knowledge she will be wearing the furs routinely. Mary wears the vest to bed wallowing on her Fox spread with the Lynx coat as well. She has never had such wonderful orgasms since she knows Rob is now hers. This 'routine' goes on for several more weeks and Mary is energized to the point that she gets a substantial amount of her thesis work done along with the housework and taking care of Annie. Annie has all the mother's milk she wants now. Bottle feeding is history. **** Mary decides to visit a furrier and test out her theory of opulence. She gets Annie and her sling in the van and heads for an exclusive furrier she had found on the Lynx label. She wears the big Lynx coat with a new tan suede mini skirt that fits her slender body like a glove and without panties her marvelous butt is .. well .. marvelous. Taupe T neck cashmere sweater sans bra. She still doesn't actually own a bra. The entire staff is on her like the Queen Mother. Mary has a wonderful time. She makes sure Annie is well supplied with nice furs to keep her entertained as she tries on Sables, Chinchillas and all the finest furs she can think of and many they thought of for her. She knows what she wants Rob to get her for that something special ... a Chinchilla whatever!! Mary comes away on cloud nine and more excited than ever yet very appreciative of Rob's collection of furs. **** After this shopping trip to the furrier Mary begins wearing the big full coats around the house nude and reversed on her when Rob is not home. She is regularly wearing the jackets and vests out shopping after he had offered. The fuller coats of his wife allow her slender body to be engulfed in a very sensual way, to herself as well as the view of her in the mirror. Mary is very enamored by her own image in furs now and she is sure Rob will fall to her desires when she chooses to seduce him. It's becoming clear he's not going to force himself on her. One step at a time as her confidence grows. Mary has Monday morning breakfast on the table and as they sit eating Annie is tugging at Mary's tit. Mary is wearing a cashmere cardigan that is wet around the nipples as usual. Mary lifts Annie up to her tits, unbuttoning her sweater and pulling it back exposing one tit. Annie is on her like a lamprey with loud sucking sounds. Breakfast is served. Rob freezes with fork in mid air. Mary smiles softly and continues eating her breakfast as Annie slurps away contentedly. Mary's vagina is twitching like mad. Her jeans are soaking with her awareness of Rob's excitement and the feelings rushing through her body. Outwardly she is as cool as a cucumber. Rob gets up and announces he has to be at the office early. Mary looks up smiling. "Now you have a very nice day dear." Rob touches her soft hair as he walks by her to leave. He can't keep himself from touching her. Rob now belongs to Mary and they both know it. All the way to the office .. "She's the Aupair" .. he keeps repeating. He's not very convincing as his cock is throbbing, his mind full of Mary suckling his daughter at the breakfast table. The day for Rob is a total loss, constantly thinking of Mary. When Rob comes home Mary has dinner ready and Annie in his chair for play, laying in his Mink throw. Mary is sitting in her chair in a short gray suede skirt and the large Silver Fox vest she has grown to love, fur inside and gray suede out with nothing under it and barefoot as usual. She got the gray suede skirt just for the vest. The vest is long enough and the skirt is short enough to where only an inch of the skirt shows below the vest. When Rob walks into the living room Mary gets up to get dinner on the table. She can feel his eyes wrapping around her and fondling her body with the fur. "Gottcha" she whispers to herself. "Good evening. How did your day go?" "Oh fine." he feigns as he takes Annie up in his lap and bounces her on his knee. She is delighted to see her daddy and makes da da sounds. "Da Da? When did this start?" "Today." Mary says with a smile. "Who's that?" Rob asks Annie, pointing to Mary. "Ma Ma." she turns looking at Mary. Rob is jolted. "Did you teach her that?" "No. She was with me in the store today and I was talking with a mother who had a girl the same age and they started babbling baby talk to each other as I talked with her mother. The other baby was saying da da and ma ma. Her mother repeated the words to Annie and she said them back. Honest." Rob is looking at Annie with an amazed expression. "So you are ma ma!" He continues to play with her and Mary finishes putting everything on the table and they sit to eat. Mary is putting some mashed up veggies in front of Annie to eat but she reaches over to Mary "Ma ma." Mary pulls her over closer in her highchair .. "Now eat your solid food." and Annie munches on a little bit but starts to tug at her fur vest clearly with another menu item in mind. Mary hikes her up on her lap and Annie pushes aside the fur with her head as she is use to doing and has Mary's nipple in her mouth in an instant. Mary cuddles her head in the soft fur as she makes noisy slurping and sucking sounds. Mary has that warm, soft motherly glow as she gazes down at Annie at her breast, the perfect picture of motherhood. Rob is suspended in some mystical place in his mind watching his daughter suckle at Mary's breast like they all now have a magical connection and it's all totally and wonderfully normal. After dinner Mary carries Annie into the living room after cleaning up and sits in her chair with Annie nestled in the fur. Annie is asleep in no time at all while Mary reads her thesis material. Rob watches/listens to Bergman's version of "The magic Flute" on the big screen, a new DVD he just got. It somehow seems totally appropriate. Mary privately enjoys it and the situation. The time for dramatic completion is close at hand. The music stirs her emotions to that end as a coy smile drifts across her face as if she is a part of the drama unfolding in the opera. 5 Several weeks go by with this new level of their relationship and activities. Rob is becoming acclimated to this new situation as normal. Mary breast feeding Annie and her in the full ma ma role. The house and all their activities are quite normal and Mary has assumed all the primary tasks of running the household. Rob is lulled into a very comfortable role as provider and father/husband but without his partner in bed with him. True in action if not in by law. In thought Rob is pleased he has come upon a wet nurse though he didn't look for one. Quite a surprise as she is an unlikely source for one, a college grad? and he is still quite mystified as to how this happened? The main thing is that Annie is very happy and very well cared for. He has the super prize of an Aupair even if he does jerk off to thoughts of her every night. Mary seems to be more than pleased with her situation as far as he can tell. Rob is more than happy she has taken to his wife's furs so enthusiastically. This is truly a sexual boost to his moral. A true treat and pleasure daily. He's beginning to wonder what she might look like in the big Lynx or Sable .. some of the big Foxes maybe. The sexual anticipation is growing as he contemplates this. In that respect she occupies his mind at all times of the day and night. He has gotten comfortable with being past the grieving over his wife. Mary has made it so much easier for him. Since she has been breast feeding Annie in his presence she certainly is not shy over him seeing her very nice tits. They seem to have swollen some with the breast feeding .. still no where near as large as his wife's but still very nice indeed. What must she taste like? Flashes uncontrollably through his mind. Now that Mary's mind is set on Rob's seduction, suddenly all kinds of great and handsome guys are coming on to her every time she ventures out. She could have her pick and ironically at a time when she is totally disinterested in any man save for Rob. She has seen the large bulge in his pants so she knows his being able to satisfy her is beyond question. Their evenings are a bit more lively with engaging conversations over the music Rob listens to, which Mary has grown to like very quickly. She always had an affinity toward classical music, not really liking rock and other forms of popular music many of her friends liked. Also her thesis, The Economic Basis of the Indian Subcontinent. Rob is quite surprised with her grasp of economics. Even smarter than he expected. Other less heady topics and banter fills their evenings now and Rob is being drawn into Mary's total seduction of him. She is realizing the very different kind of seduction that is required for Rob, not that she is an experienced seducer, having miserably failed in the past. When she takes him she wants it to be the next logical thing he should be doing, that is to impregnate her. She wants it to be total, complete and final. Mary started building fires in the fireplace and sitting curled up in the furs before the fire reading, talking to Rob and listening to music rather than the chair. He not only has a better but nicer view of her from where he normally sits. She knows she presents an even more seductive and submissive image for him. Mary has been playing with Annie and wet nursing her here for a while with a fuller breast exposure. She finally gets up the nerve to give him a partially nude image of her while wearing the bigger full Fox fur coats before the fireplace. It's working. Rob is becoming much more than enamored of Mary from his perspective and realizing he wants her in every possible way. He is realizing Mary is much more than Bernice ever was and thinking that not in any way to dishonor her memory but the stark truth. Rob realizes he has, in fact, fallen hopelessly in love with Mary. Not because of her open and seductive displays of herself to him or the other wonderful things about her but ... all of her and not the least .. her as a mother to Annie. The full realization of this wakes him from a sound sleep just as Mary is getting Annie from her bed around 3AM. He waits for her to return to her bed and steals into Annie's dark room. Hiding behind the crib and having a good view of Mary as she cradles Annie in furs with Annie suckling her breast. He knows she is his new wife in that moment. Rob quietly returns to bed and sleeps with the contentment of a child. He is unaware that Mary knew he was there, watching her and smiling to herself. "Tomorrow night he's mine" she thinks to herself. Mary has begun wearing a large sheared Phantom Beaver coat of his wife's as a house coat, the fur reversed inside. It is normally a reversible to suede outside. Sometimes with a skirt or jeans but often nothing. Rob is loosing control of himself and this is like gas on a campfire. Things don't always stay covered particularly when Annie is breast feeding. Rob is sitting at breakfast realizing how much his daughter loves Mary as she nurses at her breast wrapped in her fur and arms. Mary is, indeed, her mother in every way .. ma ma. They are Mary's furs now he realizes. Mary wears the huge Arctic Fox coat after dinner laid out before the fire as they watch an opera/video. La Traviata. Mary has to cry of course. Rob is looking at Mary as much as the video and she knows it. She pulls the soft Fox closer to her nude body with a coy smile and she can see the lump between his legs turn into a very large and stiff rod, straining his pants. The Aupair That early AM as she is feeding Annie she had put on the big dark Russian Sable coat reversed. She picks up Annie from the crib and cradles her in the Sable. It is clear Annie loves the softness. As she feeds on Mary's breast she walks into Rob's bed room and stands looking down on his sleeping form as Annie feeds. He's sleeping on his back. She reaches down and carefully moves the fur spread aside so his cock is accessible. She is pleased to see it standing straight up. Annie makes some ga ga sounds then da da? Ma ma? Rob's eyes pop open in astonishment as Mary is fully nude, the Sable coat hanging wide open to him, as she bends over him to put Annie down between the pillows. She pulls Rob down some from the pillows so Annie will have all the room she needs to sleep and fondles Rob in the Lynx spread slowly and softly. Rob is helpless and totally submissive to her touch. She then swings over him like she is going for a ride on a motorcycle. "It's time you get the Aupair pregnant. It's traditional you know!" .. and drops down on Rob's rigid cock. Mary lets with a loud moan and quakes on his cock, having an instant huge orgasm. Her very tight twat is stretched to near pain as she begins to pump his cock in herself. Rob groans with the shear ecstasy of the situation. Willingness is not an issue. He begins to thrust up into her with all his might. His fantasies have not only caught up with him but have washed over him. His hands are on her breasts without thought, squeezing and pinching her hard nipples. The milk is still oozing from them and he tastes it as Mary flies into a string of mammoth orgasms and he begins to pump more cum into her than he ever though he had, moaning and grunting as he does. Mary knows she is instantly pregnant as his hot cum floods into her womb. She knows she is at the peak of ovulation. She planned it this way. Annie will have a sibling. She leans forward with Rob's cock still buried deep inside her and offers up her breasts to him. He sucks her tits like Annie as Mary grinds his cock deep inside herself. She knows Rob will drink from her as long as she lactates. His eagerness is their future. Rob flips Mary over in the Lynx and straddles her thighs, thrusting his cock deep into her from behind. Mary is buried in soft furs as Rob pummels her twat for what seems an eternity. She orgasms forever it seems as he pumps load after load deep into her. She is thinking that if she weren't pregnant from the first few blasts she sure is now. Seems Rob wants her knocked up as much as she wants it. He continues to grind deeper and deeper into her until Rob falls over from exhaustion. They fall asleep almost instantly, sprawled all over the bed and in total disarray. They both awake to ma ma da da from between the pillows. Mary manages to get up but only to go into her former room and retrieve the Red Fox spread. She drags it in and wraps up in it and rolls over Rob. "Good morning dear." the full weight of her slender body on him as she kisses him with a lingering and passionate kiss. He rolls her over and thrusts his revived rod into her tight twat with her deep moan. Rob fills her once more with his seed to eliminate any doubt of insemination. "God you're tight! I can't believe this." "What's not to believe?" as she pushes away and reaches for Annie. She is no sooner to Mary before she is sucking on the first available nipple. Mary lays back in the furs with Annie laying on her stomach and Rob by her side taking her other nipple. Her tit is a good mouth full for Rob as he massages her tit in his mouth and eagerly partakes of her warm milk. Mary is now in heaven, Annie on one nipple, Rob on the other and pregnant, all happily laying in the soft sensual furs. The perfect Family portrait. Rob .. honey .. we need a Chinchilla spread. Oh yes ... a Chinchilla sling for Annie and the new baby too. "Uh huh" he mumbles with a mouth full of her tit. They live happily ever after.