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 At the County Clerk's Office

   by sourdough

   ------ Synopsis: While waiting for their turn to get married Jonathan's
fiancee tells him some news.
Codes: MF no-sex inc bro sis Fdom cuckold preg



   "Do you love me, mi amor?" said Carol.

   "More than I can ever show you," said Jonathan Harris.  "I'm the
luckiest, the happiest, and the most fortunate man in the world; all
because you've consented to become my wife.  If I can make you half as
happy as I am at this very moment you'll be a very happy woman indeed."

   "That makes me very glad, Jonathan.  There's something I want to tell
you then."

   "What's that, darling?"

   "I'm pregnant."

   "But that's wonderful news, my love.  You've made me an even happier
man, if that's possible." He frowned suddenly with a puzzled expression. 
"Wait a minute.  We haven't had relations yet.  It can't be my child, can
it?"

   "No, I suppose not."

   "I'm afraid I don't understand."

   "It's quite simple, really.  I'm pregnant and you're not the father."

   "But then why do you want to marry me?"

   "Because I needed to give the child a name and I decided it to give it
yours."

   "But shouldn't the real father be doing that?"

   "He's not available."

   "He's married?"

   "No, he's my brother."

   "Your brother, Hector?  The man you say can't keep a job, lies around
your mother's house and looks at porn on the Internet when he's not eating
or sleeping?"

   "Well, he does watch television an awful lot also but that pretty much
describes him."

   Jonathan's puzzled expression remained as he tried to make sense of
things.  It was love at first sight when he first saw Carol.  Well, every
red-blooded male in the office was in love with Carol also, including the
executives whether married or not.  She was the most beautiful woman he had
ever seen.  Jonathan was told she was also charming and intelligent.  He
was sure they were correct.  The young man had never actually met or talked
to her.  Carol was the executive assistant to the CEO of the company he
worked for and a man of Jonathan's job classification, in middle
management, had no reason to even talk to her.  Attempting to socialize
with Carol would have been tantamount to committing career suicide.

   He finally met Carol when his boss handed him a file and told him to
deliver it personally to the office of the CEO.  This was an intern's job
and Jonathan resented it.  He decided the bitch just wanted to humiliate
him but he couldn't refuse.  It turned out to be the luckiest errand of his
life.

   "May I help you?" a voice said behind him as he wandered into the
executive suite quite in awe of the luxurious surroundings.  Jonathan
turned around to face the speaker.  His heart leapt to his throat when he
saw it was Carol who had spoken to him.

   "I uh, I'm J-Jonathan Harris from Finance," said Jonathan stammering
like a schoolboy.  "Ms.  Kleinshmidt asked me to deliver this file to..."
Damn!  he cursed.

   The harridan neglected to tell him who the recipient of the file was and
Jonathan forgot to ask.  She must be having a good laugh right now.  Now he
was in the presence of this goddess coming across like a complete fool.

   "It's for me, as a matter of fact," said the lovely lady and held out
her hand.  "Thank you," she said when Jonathan handed her the file.  "I'm
Carol Valdez," she offered and rewarded him with a faint smile.

   "I know," said Jonathan and blushed deeply.  "I'm uh..."

   "Jonathan Harris from Finance?"

   "Yes," he said enthusiastically and blushed again when he realized he
had already introduced himself.  "I guess I better be getting back to
Finance.  Is there, uh, any message you wish taken back to Ms. 
Kleinshmidt?"

   "No, thank you," said Carol.  "Is there anything you wanted to ask me?"
Jonathan was confused by the question.

   "No, I uh, don't think so.  I'm afraid that wasn't among Ms. 
Kleinschmidt's instructions.  I could call her and check if you'd like."
Carol began to laugh softly and Jonathan was more confused than ever.  Had
he missed out on something?  Now, he was feeling humiliated.

   "No, it's not that," said Carol.  "Didn't you want to ask me out to
dinner?" Jonathan couldn't decide whether to faint or run away in terror.

   "Well, uh, of course I want to but I wouldn't presume you'd ever want to
and company policy being what it is..."

   "Of course I would," said Carol, "and hang company policy.  It's
violated all the time." She wrote on a card.  "This is my address.  Let's
say eight o'clock Friday evening.  I like sea food and Mexican cuisine. 
You can decide."

   Jonathan took Carol to a Mexican restaurant that served excellent
seafood.  After that, they seemed inseparable.  Barely a month after they
started dating he declared his love for Carol and proposed to her.  Much to
his surprise and delight the young beauty accepted.  She didn't want a full
blown wedding and suggested a civil ceremony at the county clerk's office.
No one in the office was to know with the exception of Carol's boss.  That
was fine with Jonathan and so they were here waiting for their 10:40
appointment along with several other couples in the busy office.  Now it
seemed obvious why Carol was in such a hurry.  Hector must have raped his
sister.  That was the only possible explanation for it.

   "Dearest Carol," said Jonathan.  "I can understand the panic you must
have felt when you discovered that you were pregnant by your own brother. I
don't know why Hector forced himself on you but I want you to know that it
doesn't matter to me in the least.  I'll be happy to treat this child as my
very own and I'll see that Hector receives the proper psychiatric care that
he so obviously needs."

   "You wonderful man," Carol responded.  "I knew I could count on you but
that's not what happened at all.  Hector didn't force himself on me."

   "Well then I'm more confused than ever," declared the shocked young man.
"Would you mind explaining?"

   "Certainly I don't mind.  I went over to my mother's house to visit her.
I make a point of doing that every week.  She wasn't around so I went
looking for Hector.  His bedroom door was open so I just peeked in.  He was
lying on his bed masturbating.  He saw me and said hi but just kept on
playing with himself.  I know I should have just walked away but his thing
looked so big and thick and pretty, well, before I knew it I was beside the
bed asking him if he had a condom.

   "Hector just shook his head and told me he didn't use them and that if I
wanted him I'd have to take it bareback.  He told me he didn't allow his
women to use protection either.  Then my brother asked me, 'Do you want to
be my woman, sis?' Well, I didn't think twice before I was disrobing..."

   "You can save me those details," interrupted Jonathan.  It was obvious
to Jonathan his fiancée needed psychiatric care as well as her brother. 
"May I ask why you chose me to help raise your brother's child?"

   "I'm sure you'll understand I didn't want to be an unwed mother," said
Carol, "so when my pregnancy test came up positive I examined the personnel
files of all the eligible men in the company down to middle management and
your personality fit the profile of the man I wanted to marry.  I guess
you're realizing our meeting wasn't quite by chance."

   He still hadn't two and two together until Carol explained it.  "And
what do I fit the profile of?" asked Jonathan patiently.

   "You're the perfect cuckold, mi amor," said Carol.

   "Cuckold?  I am not a cuckold," declared Jonathan in a voice louder than
he intended.

   "Shush, Jonathan," said Carol.  "You're bothering the other couples."
Jonathan looked around and noticed the couples nearest them had scooted
farther down the bench they were sitting on.  The counter clerk was looking
rather alarmed at them.

   "I am not a cuckold," insisted Jonathan in a quieter voice.

   "Of course you are, Jonathan.  You just haven't realized it before.  The
psychological testing we put you through when you were hired is very
detailed and precise.  I double checked to make sure.  Otherwise I couldn't
marry you.  I don't believe in divorce and I didn't want to make the
mistake of marrying a man who wouldn't accept the status quo."

   "The status quo?  B-but that implies you're going to continue your
affair with Hector."

   "And have more of his children," said Carol.  "He wants it that way."

   "But I don't want it that way.  What about me?"

   "I'll be a loving wife to you in every way, Jonathan, except that I
won't stop sleeping with my brother and I won't have any children for you.
It might upset Hector."

   "Oh, we don't want to upset Hector, do we?" Jonathan said as ironically
as he could.

   "Now don't be cross, Jonathan.  Hector doesn't seem to be interested in
me since I became pregnant so you and I will have lots of time for
lovemaking.  Of course, after I give birth we'll have to stop until Hector
impregnates me again.  I don't want to take the chance of you impregnating
me by accident and I don't want my children looking like they came from two
different fathers anyway.  Would you consider getting a vasectomy,
Jonathan?"

   "No, I certainly would not consider any such thing," Jonathan declared.

   "Well, it would certainly simplify things if you did.  Then we could
make love even when I wasn't pregnant with Hector's babies."

   "Just how many children do you expect to have with your brother?"

   "As many as he wants to give me, I suppose.  I haven't discussed it with
him."

   Jonathan shook his head in amazement.  A few minutes ago he was on top
of the world and now it looked like the gods were playing some great cosmic
joke on him.  He looked at his watch.  It was 10:25.  "Look, Carol. 
Despite everything you've told me I still love you more than life itself."

   "Then what's the problem, mi amor?"

   "I uh, just think we should have discussed this before today."

   "Nothing would be different no matter when it was discussed, Jonathan,
whether it was before today or on our honeymoon."

   "That's not necessarily true.  I could have backed out before today.  I
could back out right now for that matter."

   "But you won't," said Carol.

   "Why the heck not?" Jonathan demanded.

   Carol leaned over and gave Jonathan's arm a squeeze.  Her intoxicating
perfume filled his nostrils.  She whispered in his ear.  "Three reasons:
one, because you love me; two, because you're too much of a gentleman to
leave me standing at the altar, so to speak; and three, because you really
don't mind being a cuckold to a beautiful and sexy woman like me." Jonathan
knew he should be offended by Carol's statement, especially the last part,
but he wasn't.  The truth of the matter was that Jonathon just couldn't
think clearly when his fiancée was close to him like this.  Maybe I should
be in therapy too thought the young man.

   "I could find someone else," said Jonathan lamely.

   "Of course you could, darling," agreed Carol.  "By the way, I checked to
make sure I wasn't stealing you from some other woman.  You haven't had a
girlfriend in two years and you haven't had a date in seven months up to
the time we started going out."

   "I've been busy," Jonathan protested.

   "Yes, I know," said Carol.  "You've been doing the work of two employees
and Lola Kleinschmidt is going to show her appreciation by firing you and
start bringing in her own allies.  She started under you, didn't she?"

   "Yes, I trained her," said the shocked young man.  He had no reason to
doubt Carol's assertion.  After all, she was in the position to know most
of what was going on in the company.  "Why would you want to marry a man
who's at the end of his career at the company?  It's clear to me now.  Lola
isn't the only one to leapfrog over me.  I used to think it just took hard
work and loyalty to be recognized and promoted.  There's more to it than
that, of course, but I was too naïve to realize it before now.  Aren't you
in the least bit worried about how I'm going to support you and all these
children?"

   "Not at all, Jonathan.  While it's true you haven't been very adept at
self-promotion, back-stabbing and forming alliances that's about to change.
I didn't attain my position by standing around and looking pretty.  I
wasn't going to tell you this until later but when we get back you're going
to be appointed an assistant vice president in the Finance division.  Lola
will be back reporting to you.  She'll be furious because she's been
working behind the scenes to get that position."

   "That's amazing, darling but, uh, wouldn't there be accusations of
favoritism in my appointment?  After all, you do have the ear of the CEO."

   "Of course, but that happens all the time.  Lola will certainly complain
but then it's common knowledge she slept with two senior executives to get
her present position."

   "Common knowledge to all but me," said Jonathan.  "I guess I could live
with being an assistant vice president."

   "Don't get too comfortable in that position, mi amor.  I have a ten year
plan to get you into the executive suite.  I've been working on this for a
while and I pretty much know who to bribe, who to blackmail and who to
sleep with.  That's why I didn't consider marrying anyone outside of the
company."

   "I don't want to sleep with anyone except you, darling.  Besides,
they're mostly all men," he added.

   "Silly rabbit," said Carol.  "I'll be the one who will do the sleeping
with the right men.  I've had some very interesting propositions from some
very powerful men, and even some women, and now I intend to take some of
them up on their offers."

   "I don't suppose you'd pay any attention to me if I asked you to limit
your sleeping to me and Hector." Jonathan's head was spinning.  He was
getting so much information in such a short amount of time.  He looked at
his watch.  It was 10:35.  There were just five minutes left before
committing himself to a lifetime with this woman.  He didn't believe in
divorce either.  If I was any kind of a man I'd get up and walk out thought
Jonathan.

   "That's not possible, mi amor.  In a couple of years I want to be
raising our children full time and I've got to be sure I all my plans are
in place by then.  I'll still have my spies, of course, but I won't be able
to handle things personally as they come up."

   Our children thought Jonathan.  He wished that meant his children by
Carol and not her brother's children.  She had spies?  As if reading his
mind she said, "They'll be watching you too, mi amor.  I'm a very jealous
woman and I'll cut off your penis while you're sleeping if I find out
you've been stepping out on me."

   "I don't think you'll have to worry about me, darling.  I've never had
very much luck with women, until you of course." Talk about a one-way
street thought Jonathan.  "Besides, I have no desire to cheat on you
whatsoever."

   "That's good to know, Jonathan.  But you should know that as you rise in
the ranks you'll become very attractive to some beautiful and ambitious
women.  I'm sure you'll be tempted."

   "I consider myself warned," said Jonathan.

   "It's almost time, mi amor.  Do you still love me after all I've told
you?"

   "Yes, God help me, I still love you," Jonathan declared.  "Do you love
me?"

   "Of course, I love you," Carol declared.  She leaned over and kissed him
on the cheek.

   "I'm glad because I have something to tell you."

   "What's that, mi amor?"

   "I don't want to know about it when you visit your brother or anyone
else, is that understood?" He used the most forceful tone of voice he'd
ever used with Carol.  He hoped she wouldn't take offense.

   "Of course, I won't," said Carol, "if that's your wish.  My goodness! 
You're becoming so macho." Jonathan smiled.  That'll show her.  A guy likes
to show his woman that he's in control he said to himself.
"10:40," the counter clerk called.

   Jonathan stood up and said, "That's us.  Let's go."



   ------ The End ------