Epilogue
Jenny
The summer heat crept up slowly. Just days before graduation there was nothing but rain, but now the temperatures have climbed up to the nineties. Hot and humid the way I like it. Except I’m not sure how much I’m going to like it now that I’m seven months pregnant. My swollen ankles definitely aren’t a fan of this heat. But despite all that, I’m so excited to be done with school. Now I can finally focus on my family and my new job.
I’m in love with my job as a chemist in a cosmetics lab. When I decided to major in chemistry, I wondered what I could do that would be both stimulating and fun, and I’ve definitely found it. This job also moves me toward my goal to one day start a cosmetic brand with Tulip and Annie who also found their niche in the beauty industry doing makeup and hair.
But as much as I love my job, I can’t wait to get out of the lab and go spend my next two weeks off for vacation at the cabin with my amazing husband and our family. The clock seems to be going by so slow today. Each time I look up, only minutes have passed. Only five more to go and I can clock out.
I clean up my station, hang my lab coat on its hook.
“Bye everyone,” I say to my lab partners as soon as the clock strikes five. They wave goodbye and wish me a happy vacation. I’m so excited. It’s the last real vacation I’m going to have before the baby is born.
I head for the lobby, toward my car, and stop short when I see Ben standing there with his dazzling, sexy smile and a greasy paper bag from my favorite burger joint. Usually he brings flowers when he comes to visit me; he knows flowers always brighten up my day, but today it’s like he’s read my mind.
“How did you know I was having a serious craving?” I say, waddling to him as fast as I can on my poor swollen feet.
“I figured my girls need to eat.”
He hands me the bag, kissing my lips while rubbing my belly.
“How do you know it’s going to be a girl?” I ask, digging into the bag and sighing contently when I see the delicious oily fries I love so much. I take a handful and start to munch before they get cold.
“That’s what my gut is telling me.”
“Well I know Tulip and Annie hope your gut is right. Remember we told them they could name her if it ends up being a girl?”
He winces playfully. “Oh, right. I forgot about that. Maybe we shouldn’t have made that promise. We’ll end up with a kid named after whatever beauty guru they’re obsessed with at the time.”
“It could be worse,” I laugh. “When Annie and I were little, we decided to name our future kids after the three musketeers whether it was a boy or a girl. We might end up with a child named of Aramis, Athos, or Porthos.”
He looks mortified and I bust up laughing, almost choking on my fries. “With any luck, they’ll have forgotten that pact we made.”
“God I hope so,” he says.
He takes me by the hand and we walk out to my car. He’s parked beside me, the back of his truck heaping with everything we need for the next two weeks at the cabin aside from everything my parents will bring.
I follow him in my car to the big beautiful house we bought together after I graduated. It’s the perfect place to raise a child. The neighborhood is great, close to a park and a school nearby. Ben’s son has his own room and there’s an apartment in the back yard for when Annie and Tulip want to come stay—which is often. They’ve really embraced my relationship with their dad and it’s been such a wonderful sense of family and closeness.
I park my car in the garage and head toward the truck. But Ben has turned off the truck engine and has gotten out.
“Did you forget something?” I ask.
He walks toward me with a look on his face that I’m all too familiar with. Even after all this time of being with him, I still get giddy when he looks at me that way, full of lust and want.
“I did,” he says as he walks into the garage and shuts the garage door, closing us off from view of our neighbors.
I laugh. “Really, right now?”
I’m already wet before he even touches me. Just the anticipation alone is enough to turn me on. As if I wasn’t already obsessed when it comes to sex with my husband, all the pregnancy hormones have made it so that I crave it more than greasy hamburgers.
As soon as he kisses my lips, I’m peeling off my clothes. He’s infatuated with my naked pregnant body so I make sure not to leave on a stitch of clothes. When I’m fully undressed he stands back and admires me from under the garage light. While he watches me I rub my pussy, giving him a show.
He lets out a deep sound of approval and unbuttons his shorts, letting his hard cock flop out. I walk toward him, trying to be as sexy as I can in my current condition. I don’t always feel sexy with a giant belly, but the way he looks at me and the fact that he’s always hard as a rock when he sees me naked, makes me feel beautiful.
Kneeling down in front of me, he kisses my bulging belly sweetly and rubs it like a crystal ball. He lifts one of my legs and puts it over his shoulder. I hold onto the back of my car to keep from tipping over. When his hot breath reaches my wet and engorged clit, I gasp.
“Oh shit,” I say when his eager lips latch on. His tongue dances around my clit, teasing, prodding, playing.
“Your pussy tastes so good,” he says before diving back in for more.
As much as I love the way his tongue feels, I need to be filled up. “Please fuck me,” I beg.
He lets out a low, animal-like sound and stands. He grabs my hips and turns me around, pulling my ass toward him. He pushes me forward so I’m leaning up against my car. My belly is too big for him to fuck me from the front while we’re standing, so he takes me from behind. It’s the most comfortable way, and it’s the best way for him to sink deep inside me. When the head of his cock slips past my barrier I moan so loud it fills the garage. Being pregnant, all the sensation in my pussy is far more intense than I’m used to. Having him inside of me is pure heaven.
“You’re so swollen and tight,” he says as he thrusts deep and hard into me.
I moan, unable to speak through the orgasm building up inside. He’s fucking me so hard all I can do is grunt. In this position, his balls slap against my pussy in a perfect rhythm.
“Oh God, I’m going to come,” I tell him desperately as the feeling builds into the perfect ache. My body screams for release, but at the same time, I want the build-up to last. I don’t think that’s going to happen though. I’m far too gone for that. The orgasm is happening whether I’m ready for it or not.
With one hand, he grabs hold of my ass cheek and fucks me like a bull, and with the other hand he takes hold of my sensitive nipple and squeezes. That’s it. That’s all my body can handle before it explodes into orgasm.
I scream and I don’t care if the neighbors can hear. Ben doesn’t either because he doesn’t do anything to try and keep me quiet.
With several powerful thrusts, he groans almost as loud as I’m screaming, and I’m flooded with the warmth of his cum inside me.
We’re both panting and dripping with sweat and our combined juices. He hugs me from behind, rubbing my belling and trying to catch his breath.
“That was a nice surprise,” I tell him.
“I figured we should probably get that out of the way before we spend the next two weeks sharing a house with your parents.”
I laugh. “That’s probably a good idea.”
“How about a cold shower together?” he asks.
“That sounds wonderful.”
We walk into the house naked, holding each other. I touch my belly while I hold his hand. I didn’t think it was possible for one person to feel so much love. Life couldn’t get any better than it is right at this very moment, and yet I know, in a few weeks, it will.
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