by Penny Wylder
“Let’s watch the thing,” I suggest.
He stops abruptly, looking at me with a wide smile, his lips glossy from my wetness.
“Yeah?”
I smile back at him. “Yeah.”
He gets up and takes his phone, attaching it to the big screen TV on the wall of our bedroom.
One night, when we were feeling particularly naughty, we decided to record ourselves. It’s been months since we recorded it, and yet we haven’t watched it together.
I’m a little shocked at first to see my naked body up on the screen. It’s so strange to see myself like that. In the video, AJ is holding the phone, focusing in on my spread legs and my glistening pussy. I have to admit, as far as pussies go, mine is pretty. The skin is soft and pink and wet. The camera shakes just a little as he puts two of his fingers inside me and slowly finger fucks me.
AJ comes back to the bed while still watching us on TV. “Hands and knees,” he orders. I do what I’m told. He climbs behind me so we’re doggy style and we both have a perfect view of the TV. He pushes into me from behind. I wince as he bottoms out. It takes me a moment to get used to this depth, but the pain and pressure soon subside into bliss.
The video shows the first time we tried anal together. I remember being so nervous. I was convinced he wouldn’t fit. We bought a bottle of lube as well as an egg vibrator that night. The video cuts out for a moment while he sets up the tripod for the phone and he zoomed in on my ass. He makes me so comfortable with my body that I’m not embarrassed seeing my exposed asshole filling up the TV screen. With anyone else it would have been awkward, but he makes me feel sexier than I’ve ever felt in my life, and so I like seeing myself that way.
He lathered up his fingers and pushed them into my asshole. My moans were low and steady throughout the video. I remember the feeling being strange, but not painful. He worked my asshole with his fingers for a long time, continuously adding lube until the strangeness turned into pure pleasure.
You can hear me say, “I’m ready,” and then AJ’s spectacular cock comes into the shot. His is the most beautiful dick I’ve ever seen in my life, so long and thick and straight.
AJ starts to fuck me harder as the video goes on. “Damn, this is hot,” he says.
And he’s right. I’m so turned on I could come right now, but I try to hold out as long as possible.
The video shows him lining up the tip of his cock with the tight opening of my asshole. My moans grew louder as he slowly made his way inside of me. His groans were low and deep. After a while he was fucking my ass hard and fast, our skin slapping together. My screams soon rose above all other sounds.
Suddenly AJ pulls out of me. He turns me onto my back. I can still hear my screams from the TV as he lays on top of me and plunges in. He kisses me deeply, our eyes lingering on each other as he fucks the hell out of me.
“God, you’re tight,” he says, almost with a grimace.
My body starts to clinch and contract as my orgasm rattles through me.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” I cry out. He shoves hard into me and that’s it, I’m done. My body explodes, and so does his. Our combined moans rise above the sound of sex on the TV. The sweet scent of our love-making fills the room.
He reaches over and turns off his phone and the room is quiet. He stays inside of me, his cock softening, but only a little. He brushes his fingers through my hair, looking at me with more love than I ever thought possible.
“You feel different,” he says.
I look at him with confusion. “What do you mean?”
“I’m not sure. It’s almost like you’re swollen inside, tighter than usual …” He gets a strange look on his face, as if he’s come to some sort of conclusion, but isn’t quite sure of it. “Maybe you’re about to start your period?”
I start to think about it and come to my own surprising conclusion. I honestly don’t remember the last time I had a period. But I don’t want to say that and get his brain started down another path. He’s already worried about starting his new job. He needs to keep his brain in the game.
“Maybe,” I say.
Things have been so all over the place that I never really thought about my period. AJ and I had stopped using condoms after we were married. We weren’t exactly trying to conceive, but we weren’t trying not to either, obviously. It was one of those things that if it happened, it happened, but we weren’t going to try to force the matter. Today is the first day of his new job as a commentator for his old Chicago team, and my job at the hospital is moving right along. We’re in a good place to have children. I secretly hoped it would happen sooner than later, and he not-so-secretly wanted it to happen as soon as possible. He’s always making comments about how amazing and beautiful our children would be and how he couldn’t wait to take them to football games and play catch.
“You better get in the shower,” I tell him. “You don’t want to be late for your first day.”
He sighs and puts his hands over his face. “This whole thing has me stressed out. I’ve never been that smart and if I mess up on TV, everyone is going to see it first-hand.”
I pull his hands away from his face, forcing him to look at me as I soothe him. “You know football, you know this team, and I know that I didn’t marry a big dumb fuck. Look how cleverly you snared me, leaving me no choice but to love you.” I smile at him. He returns it and touches my face. “And Chicago already loves you, especially now that a new Hope Center has opened on the South side. You’re going to be amazing. And even if you’re not, even if you fall on your face and all of Chicago turns on you, I’ll still take you to bed and screw your brains out.”
He laughs and raises an eyebrow. “You mean even if I fall on my face you’ll still love me.”
“That too,” I say with a wink.
He tackles me and we roll around, me laughing while he tickles me. When he stops, I’m panting. He kisses the tip of my nose. “I will always love you,” I tell him.
I sit at the dining table with the gift box in front of me, a little present for him to celebrate his first day of work. I watched the game on TV with his commentary. He was brilliant, as I knew he would be. His charm and wit are unmatched.
He walks through the door, beaming. “Did you see it?”
I laugh at the elated expression on his face. “Of course I did. You’re a natural.”
“What’s this?” he says, picking up the elaborately wrapped gift.
“Just a little something for the new TV star.”
“Aww, babe, you didn’t have to do that.”
“I did. Open it.”
He slowly tears at the paper. My stomach twists in anticipation. He opens the box and removes the tissue paper. He stares at it a moment and tears spring to his eyes. He looks at me.
“Are you serious?” he says, then he picks up the pregnancy test with the positive sign on the front and examines it closer.
“I went to the Hope Center after I took the test at home and confirmed it.”
He starts to cry and laugh at the same time. Scooping me into his arms he twirls me around the room. “I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” I tell him.
I never imagined this kind of life, with the guy who I thought was just a big dumb fuck and a one-night stand. But it’s better than any life I could possibly have imagined.
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