Douglas POV
Jessica was a vixen.
Her response to my ministrations was almost instant.
Her little mews and squeaks are cute.
It was a huge turn-on.
I had not intended to take her so far in the vehicle, or even to start anything, other than a few kisses, but with my wife, things seemed to get out of hand fast.
Wife.
I am still testing that word, which has not yet completely sunk in today.
I got married a few hours ago.
I am going to be a dad.
These words would never have been uttered a few months ago.
The fight I was having against the push by my mother to get married and give her grandchildren had made me resistant to the idea.
But then Jessica, who arrived with my office manager Vicky, came into my club, and my world was blown apart, but in a good way.
The car was not a pla
