“No, somehow I convinced her to have the other half done, so she now has the full heart.” Sarah giggles as she cuddles into my side.
“Well, at least Aiden will know now you give him your whole heart and not just half of it,” I joke, and Jeni shakes her head—she’s trying desperately to hide her smile.
“Hey, Jen, you should show Chris.” She turns to me. “The beautician actually did a perfect job.” Sarah nods her head matter-of-factly.
“No way! Sorry, Chris, I love you, but I’m not showing you my pubic art,” Jeni defends, and she inadvertently crosses her legs.
“Oh, c’mon now, Jeni, don’t be shy. Drop those panties, girl, and show us what ya got,” Sarah laughs.
Jeni shakes her head while picking up her handbag.
“Yeah, Auntie Jeni, drop those panties,” Ethan calls out from the living room through a mouthful of cookies.
“Oh my God,” Jeni murmurs.
“Ethan! Don’t say that!” Sarah calls out as I laugh and can’t stop. “I seriously thought he would grow out of repeating everything we say. Man, it’s so much worse now he’s older. I sometimes wonder if he understands what he’s saying?” Sarah queries.
“Well, I think I’ve had about all the harassment I can stand from you two today. I’ll catch ‘ya later,” Jeni jokes as she blows a kiss to Ethan and walks down the hall to the front door.
“Thanks for today, Jeni. You made me pee myself so many times laughing at your expense,” Sarah calls out.
Jeni laughs. “Anytime! Glad I could be of service. Love ‘ya,” she yells, then the front door shuts with a click.
I look down at Sarah, who’s cuddled into my side. “Sounds like you two had a fun day.”
“I had a blast, and I haven’t felt sick all day. Got a bit of a sore back, but other than that, I feel good for once.” I smile. “But you… you’re in trouble, mister,” she warns, standing back from me and pointing her finger into my chest.
“What? Why?” I ask.
She smirks. “You fed our child Oreos before dinner. You need to learn to say no, babe.”
I know she’s right.
“Ethan, baby, bring those cookies here, please,” Sarah asks, and he brings them over with a giant smile, looking completely satisfied with his meal before his meal.
We ate dinner, and everyone loved the curry, even if it was hotter than normal. It was great to see Sarah eat a full plate. She puts Ethan to bed as I clean up and then comes looking for me in the bedroom where I’ve placed candles everywhere and put a bunch of handpicked flowers on her bedside table. I’m just setting the massage oil down when she walks in.
“Wow! This looks incredible,” Sarah swoons as she walks over to the bed and sits down on the edge.
“Well, tonight is all about you. I want to make you feel comfortable and relaxed. So, get your clothes off. I’m going to massage every inch of you,” I tell her.
“And this… this is why I love you.” She stands, taking off her dress.
I love Sarah’s body, especially pregnant. She’s glowing, and I have never seen her look more fucking stunning than right now. She undoes her bra and then struggles to take off her panties, so I walk over, bend down in front of her, and pull them down her legs slowly. She steps out of them and sits back on the bed.
“Right, lay on your back. I’ll start with your feet,” I command.
Sarah smiles and relaxes into the soft pillows. Her poor feet are so swollen. She’s been walking on them all day, so I put as much care and pressure as I can, knowing she likes me rubbing her arches. She moans slightly as I work my thumb over her skin, and the moan springs my cock to attention.
Down boy! This is about her comfort, not your pleasure.
I try to ignore my raging hard-on and continue to massage Sarah from her toes to the top of her head. I avoid massaging her tits or her pussy because obviously, I’m having trouble controlling my urges as it is.
“Okay, sit up, and I’ll do your neck and back,” I say quietly because she’s very relaxed.
Slowly she sits up and swings her legs over the edge of the bed. I move in behind her, and she moans slightly. My eyebrows crease as I haven’t even touched her yet. I shake my head and run my hands to her neck and slowly rub the tension from her tight muscles. Sarah moans again, and I smile knowing she definitely likes it. I move down her back and shoulder blades—
Suddenly, she jolts forward as I touch her lower back, and she groans.