"Amanda Iris," Isobel corrected him."Well, it's better than Tracey," said Alex, recalling his own mother's name.The relationship between husband and w...fe became ever more intimate as the progress of Isobel's pregnancy steadily approached the point at which Alex had to fully accept that he would soon become a father. He didn't only have to look at Isobel's swollen belly to be reminded of his future paternity. His work colleagues took every opportunity to remind him of the paternity leave he was. "It's just ... it's just that stupid Mr. Hill. Him and Mrs. Winter, really, but mostly him. He said if I dress like – well, the way I dressed yesterday – if I wear clothes like that again in school, I'd get suspended. Asshole. He's such a jerk, he doesn't want me to have any fun..." Ah ... I see," Jack said quietly. "That's better. Thought the final calibration was off for a second there. That makes sense." He leaned back in the bed and closed his eyes, a wicked smile creeping across his face. The wife was absolutely beautiful; firm shapely breasts, a tight tummy, a beautiful shaved pussy with her inviting lips protruding and a great shot of her bent over with an inviting ass beckoning me. The husband was no less impressive. He looked handsome, had a musclely torso, a decent sized cock and was (like myself) quite hairless all over.We began to exchange text messages, firstly just myself and the husband then the wife joined in. We exchanged fantasies; how they wanted my cock to be. It doesn't specify what the cargo is but you can be sure it's extremely delicate and valuable." Sounds easy enough," she said. "Of course it's stuff like that which attracts pirates." Are you going to be scared off from this job by pirates?" Robert asked.Sammy snorted at the ridiculous idea. "Hell no. I want that fucking ten grand and any pirate who gets in my way is gonna find themselves with bloody stumps for arms and legs." So I take it you want this job then?" Yup, sign me up, Rob," Sammy.