Three years later

Ethan

I can’t say that the last few years have gone by without a hitch. In fact, the number of years before Alice and I got together weren’t easy. At least I can now relax and enjoy the precious moments Alice and I have shared.

Today is our daughter’s third birthday and everyone is here to enjoy the fun. My sister’s helping my very pregnant wife gather plates and food. The kids are running amuck outside, and I can tell Alice’s best friend, Sally, is a little tipsy as she snuggles up to her fiancé, Larry. When Alice and I married last year, Sally said she wanted to wait until this year before she and Larry tied the knot. I’m glad Alice has Sally in her life. She’s been a great friend to her…unlike my vindictive ex-wife. I haven’t heard from her since our divorce over two years ago. I wish her well, but I know our marriage was always a sham.

As I stand there watching my daughter running around the sofa, I smile. If I didn’t do what I did all those years ago, I wouldn’t be here now.

You see, when I found out my ex-wife was having an affair with a close colleague of mine a few years back, I didn’t get mad. I got even. I knew she wanted a baby, so I invented a story that I needed to go away for a few days on a doctor’s conference. Truth be told, I went and got a vasectomy. When we started trying and never got pregnant, I invented this other story that she was infertile. I know. I’m a fucking bastard.

But then again, I don’t care. Karma’s a bitch, as far as I’m concerned.

You could say I was a man scorned, and I guess you’d be right. But if all this wouldn’t have happened, I wouldn’t have noticed Alice.

Sweet, gorgeous, sexy as hell Alice. I had been infatuated by her ever since I caught her and Sarah having a conversation in the kitchen a couple years before Sarah and I divorced. Sarah was complaining about not getting pregnant, and Alice offered her a shoulder to cry on, saying she would do anything she could to help. Over those next two years, I began to realise it was always Alice and I who were meant to be together. My biggest hurdle was the fact that she belonged to someone else. I took a risk when I mentioned the idea of surrogacy, secretly hoping she would selflessly volunteer. The thought of her pregnant with my baby made my cock stiffer than it ever was.

Thankfully, she spoke up that night and everything started going according to plan. Just before scheduling the inseminations, I made up another excuse that I needed to go away and had the vasectomy reversed. Luckily, it was a success, but then I had to find an excuse not to sleep with Sarah. It was hard, but I managed. We argued a lot, but I never even touched her, let alone slept with her. After her betrayal, I didn’t want her. Add in the fact that I knew Kyle and she were sleeping together long before Alice ever knew, and I was certain Sarah’s baby couldn’t have been mine.

With those two sleeping together, things couldn’t have gone more perfectly. As their relationship continued, they started to get more and more reckless. I knew it was just a matter of time before Alice found out. I just hoped she would be pregnant by the time that happened. I was gutted when I found out Alice knew and Kyle had left. I didn’t know whether or not she was pregnant, but she hadn’t told me, so I became accustomed to the idea she may not be. Then I saw the magazine. My heart nearly jumped into my throat. I was elated. All those years of planning had paid off. Perhaps I could be a father now, wooing the mother of my baby in the process. Alice never looked at me in a way that said she was attracted to me, but I knew I could change her mind. If we spent a lot of time together, I knew I could persuade her that we belonged together.

What I didn’t plan on was Kyle and what he did with the condoms. I thought he was bluffing, but when I went to find him and have it out with him, I could see it in his eyes. He was telling the truth, actually looking quite smug about it. I could have decked him then and there, but I knew Alice would find out about it. It took every bit of willpower I had not to punch his fucking lights out. When Alice showed me the condoms in the basement, it just confirmed it.

After that, I needed a plan. When Kyle started demanding a paternity test, I knew I had to act. After the fake results came through, I took them to Kyle and told him to drop it. He said he didn’t trust me and there was only one way to get rid of him. Money. I could tell he was already drinking excessively, probably losing his job in the process. I took advantage of that. Let’s just say I made him an offer he couldn’t refuse.

With that fucking idiot out of our lives, I knew I would finally be able to have Alice all to myself.

I smile as Alice walks into the front room. We’re not in her old house anymore. I insisted on her selling it and putting the money into a trust fund for Judith, and now our little boy who’s on the way. She doesn’t know it’s a boy yet, but I do. We now have a big four-bedroom house overlooking the sea with a spacious garden big enough for Judith and our new addition to run around in.

“Ethan, can you go fetch Judith for me? She needs to wash her hands before we sit down to eat.”

I look around the living room, not seeing her. “She was just here,” I say, gesturing to the room.

Alice laughs. When she does, I want to tell everyone to leave the room so I can have some time with my wife. You could say I am a little obsessed. Yes, I can admit that. I’ve been obsessed with her for years, but no one knows just how deep that obsession runs.

“You have to watch her like a hawk,” she playfully scorns.

Fuck me, she looks beautiful. She has on my favourite strappy sundress that shows off her beautiful perky tits. All I want to do when she wears it is bury my face in her chest before bending her over and fucking her from behind. The thought of that makes my dick stiff.

“I’m sorry, beautiful,” I say, stalking toward her and wrapping my arms around her for a kiss.

She giggles and tries to pull away. “Ethan, stop. This is a kid’s party. You can’t behave like this here. Not now. ”

“Can we tell them all to fuck off so I can bend you over our sofa?” I whisper into her ear.

She gasps, pushing me away. “No, you dirty little shit.”

“Ooo, I love it when you talk dirty, baby. If we can’t tell them all to fuck off, then how about we disappear into the toilet for a few minutes?”

She gives me a scornful look. “No. You have your daughter’s birthday party to host. Now, get hosting.”

Groaning, I reluctantly go in search of our daughter. It takes a good ten minutes to find her since she’s hiding in some bushes. She never fails to amaze me. She may be only three, but she would make an excellent spy.

“Daddy found me!” she cries with a giggle.

“Yes, I found you, sweetheart. But you were so hard to find. You make it very difficult for Daddy.”

“Can I go play?” she asks, pouting.

“Mummy says I have to bring you in and wash your hands.”

“But I want to play.”

“You can play after. If you’re a good girl, you can open a present before you eat.”

Her faces lights up and she jumps into my arms. “What is it?! What is it?!”

I laugh. “You’ll have to wait and see, sweetheart. First, we need to clean those hands.”

As I carry Judith into the house, I stare at her adorable face. When I look at her, I know it’s his smile I see, but at least she has her mother’s eyes. The same beautiful eyes that lit up on the day she told me she was pregnant. The same eyes that have a way of looking at you like you’re the most important person in the world.

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and I know my Alice has the most beautiful soul one could ever possess. And, as I stare into our daughter’s eyes, I have no doubt in my mind that Judith’s is just as beautiful.