After a weekend like that, where they finally expressed their forbidden love, James and Megan's efforts to see each other increased tremendously. They limited their risk, holding phone calls to just two per week. And although they did infrequent, harmless flirting on Facebook, nothing said was obvious enough to stand out and much of it was kept to private messages. Just subtle things such as liking each other's pictures.
Megan began to, subconsciously, distance herself from Steve. Her boyfriend was a nice man. Wonderful, in fact. And she felt lucky to have him. She did have feelings for him. Loved him, in fact. But the love she felt for James far exceeded it. And she now understood the difference between true love - real love - and strong affection. A few days after "the weekend", Steve brought up how distant she was being. It devolved into a bit of an argument, but it didn't get too heated and they ended up making up and cuddling in each other's arms.
In the days that immediately followed that weekend, Megan found that she didn't want to have sex with him. It was unexplainable, as she was generally a very horny woman. A high sex drive. On the Monday after that weekend, she did give Steve a blowjob though. That seemed to satisfy him for a few days. But eventually, ten days after "the weekend", she and her boyfriend did finally make love. And he came inside her.
Three days after that, when Megan's period didn't arrive, she went to the drugstore and picked up a pregnancy test. She already knew though. She knew the truth ever since James left her house that morning, leaping out the window in a panic. She just... knew. And then the pregnancy test confirmed it.
Positive.
And it was James'. She knew this beyond a shadow of a doubt. Yes, she had sex once with Steve a few days ago. But she had sex many, many times with James during her peak ovulation window and he had ejaculated inside her. Every. Single. Time.
But what could they do about it? Her father and James were cousins. And that was obviously a complication on its own. But that aside, James was already married. The love Megan and James had was real, but it arrived too late. His life was already established by the time she was ready for such a deep, meaningful relationship. She didn't know what to do.
She was having the baby. Of that there was no question. But what if James stopped seeing her when he found out? Should she pass it off as Steve's? And if she did, would James still back off? Her mind was in turmoil, and her thoughts went back and forth through the different options again and again. With each day that passed she settled on a different direction, and every few days circling back to a decision she had made several days prior. Around and around.
And soon the day arrived when she would be seeing him. Her heart pounded with excitement. But also with fear.
James found a cheap motel in Greenville, which was a city approximately halfway between their two cities. It would be a two-hour drive for each of them, give or take. And they agreed to try it out one day in late October, approximately a month after "the weekend". They would try it out and if it worked, then they figured they could meet there every month and spend time together. Even though, with the drive, they would often get just three or four hours in the motel room, it was a sustainable plan. Provided it worked. The only other options were to not see each other at all, except for rare visits to each other's area...or make the full four-hour drive to each other's city (which was impossible to do with any kind of frequency). Both of them really wanted this to work.
The Greenville Motel was a cheap place, yet it wouldn't book for the time slot James needed. So he booked for two days. He would arrive at ten-thirty and would have to leave by twelve-forty-five. When he got there that fine October Wednesday, he spoke to the manager about his issue. He would be in Greenville for a "business meeting" every month and just needed a base of operations for a few hours - usually from around ten in the morning until one or two in the afternoon. The manager said that, for the future, as long as he checked in via the phone the night prior, and checked out before two o'clock, then he would only charge for one day. James was happy with that arrangement. This was really gonna work!
Megan pulled into the parking lot shortly after that conversation and James went out to greet her, his heart pounding. When she got out of her car she gave him a big smile, flashing her dimples. She was wearing a t-shirt and black tights. Her makeup was done impeccably and her auburn hair was back in a casual ponytail. He slid his arms around her and she looked up at him, tilting her chin. He kissed her tempting lips and she briefly sucked at him. He kissed her again and she threw her arms around him as her mouth opened. Their tongues touched briefly, and then she hungrily slid it into his mouth. His hands slid down to her big, round ass, fingers splayed wide. He could clearly feel her bum through the thin material and he squeezed. She exhaled into his mouth, her tongue pausing. Her soft body was pushing right against him and she was on her toes. She sucked his upper lip, gradually breaking the kiss. The cousins were breathing a little heavier now as they looked into each other's eyes.
"We're in that room over there." James said. It was Room 17 and it was on the ground floor. Then they hurried to the door as he fiddled with the key card. They heard the click as the lock opened and they walked in. He turned on the light.
It was a small room, but clean. Just one bed - a queen. There was a chair, a TV stand with a flat screen. A nightstand was on each side of the bed.
"How much was it?" Megan asked.
"Seventy bucks, plus tax." James replied. "I had to pay for two days though. But only this time - after this, I can just pay for the one. I spoke the manager."
