My boss and I have a somewhat complicated relationship. He's 20 years older than me and I've worked with him for over a decade. I first came into the business as an apprentice and he took me under his wing from the start and taught me a lot about the company and how we operate. He's married, has a family but we've been sleeping with one another on and off for many years now. I don't want or need to be with him, although I do have strong feelings for him. Like I said it complicated but for whatever reason it works. He's now in his 50's, I'm in my 30's and have realised that time is really going on now and what's missing in my life is a baby. I've had boyfriends over the years but the relationships have never lasted. The only one that has is the one I have with my boss and for that reason I want him to be the father.

I wasn't sure how he would react if I brought this up with him. I'm not expecting him to exactly be on board with the idea as he has a family of his own and I know he wouldn't want to jeopardise that. I also know what our relationship is, it's a bit of fun, it's an escape from our normal day to day lives. We have feelings for one another, but we both know that we can never be together in that sense... but even so, I would like a baby.

My name is Amanda, I'm a curvy, confident woman. I think this is one of the reasons why John found my attractive to begin with. He enjoys my large breasts and round bottom and tells me as much whenever we are making love. Unfortunately we haven't been able to do it as often as we would like due to the recent pandemic. Our love making was mostly reserved for when we were on the road visiting customers. Recently however, things have started opening back up and we've been able to continue doing the thing we both love. I had now decided that I really wanted a baby and I needed to make it a reality whilst I still could. The more and more I thought about it the more I realised that I wanted John to breed me. I wanted to feel his seed deep inside me and I wasn't going to stop until I got what I wanted.

We pulled up at the hotel, it was one we had used in the past so I knew the layout pretty well. I left John to bring the cases in and spoke to the man on reception. He gave me two key cards (the one room was never used, we just had to book it this way to avoid any suspicion) and I helped John carry our bags upstairs.

We wined and dined like we usually did that evening, both of us enjoying a good bottle of red wine before retiring to the room. When the door was shut he began stripping me, pausing to kiss and suck my neck and then may large firm breasts. Sometimes we would stand there for ages as I let him suck on my nipples. He would almost go into a trance as he enjoyed them. I didn't mind as my breasts were pretty sensitive and the stimulation of his mouth would make me very wet.

He lay down naked on the large double bed, his cock hard as a rock in anticipation. I seductively dropped to my knees and crawled onto the bed beside him. Rubbing his chest I told him that I missed this. He smiled and watched as I made my way down between his legs, taking his hard cock in my mouth I began to suck him gently. He let out a few satisfied moans as he felt me go to work on him. I love giving head, I love tasting men and thinking about all the pussies they had fucked over the years. I especially liked John's as he was big and thick, he always tasted so good and I knew from experience he was a very heavy cummer.

After I had finished preparing his cock with my mouth, it was nice and wet now, I straddled him and teased him slightly be touching his tip with my wet pussy. He was so horny that I felt his hip buck, trying to get his cock inside me. I shook my head and said no, no, no. He groaned loudly with excitement and frustration. Eventually I relented and allowed him to slide inside me. He commented on how tight I was, something he would always say, I'm guessing I was tighter than his wife. I loved the feeling of him inside me, his cock would stretch my pussy out and the heat it gave off made my thighs shake with excitement.

We started fucking slowly. My hips moving back and forth, working it over as I thought about my predicament. "John, darling" I started. He looked up at me, his eyes pulled away from my bouncing breasts. "I want a baby" I said. He looked at me for what felt like an eternity. We carried on fucking as he did this. "You know I can't do that Amanda" he replied. However his thrusts has quickened noticeably since I last spoke. "I know our situation is complicated. But all you need to do is cum. I'll take care of the rest". I responded. His breathing had become sharper and more erratic now. I could tell this was sort of talk was turning him on. He didn't have a condom on and I could see the thoughts racing through his head as he looked down to see my tight, wet pussy gripping his shaft tightly. I leant forward and kissed him on the lips. "Breed me" I whispered softly in his ear. "Please".

I then felt myself being turned so that I was on my back now and John all of a sudden was above me. Now it was my time for my breathing to quicken, my heart started to pound in my chest. Was he going to do it? I thought. He was pinning me down into the bed. His hands holding mine above my head as he started to really pound my tight, wet pussy. I let out a loud moan as I felt his hard, throbbing shaft start to open me up. He stared into my eyes and I couldn't look away. I was totally hypnotised and there was a sudden sense of urgency in his thrusts. I desperately wanted his seed at that moment and closed my legs around his back. Pulling him in tight to my body, refusing to let go until he gave me what I wanted, what I deserved. "Breed me baby" I said again. Encouraging to continue. I didn't want him to pull out now.

His face was getting red now and my heart skipped a beat as I sensed the moment was coming. My hands broke away from his tight grasp and I gripped his shoulders, my nails digging into them with excitement and anticipation. I don't think he noticed, he was concentrating on this long, hard thrusts. My pussy was gripping his cock tightly now, demanding that it gave up his load and sure enough he did. John let out a loud cry of pleasure and I felt his cum being pumped deep inside my pussy. I cried out and experienced a huge orgasm myself as I understood what was happening.

John continued to fuck me long after he had cum. It was like he was making sure I received all that he had to offer, every last drop of cum. Our bodies were now slick with sweat and rubbed against one another as our breathing slowly returned to normal. John pulled out and left me alone whilst he showered. I lay there with a million thoughts racing around my head. I refused to get up though, I lay on my back and reached over for one of the pillows, placing it beneath. I closed my eyes and rubbed my clit. My only thought then was, when can I do a test...