The Baby Package

by Sarah J. Brooks

  “I didn’t mean…” she interrupted me by grabbing my cock and rubbing it hard right there in the back of our Uber.

  “Did you mean it when you asked me what I want?” she asked.

  Julia looked like a woman who had been possessed by hormones as she eyed me like a piece of meat. We definitely needed to talk more about everything that was going on but at this point I was pretty sure I needed to give her a few orgasms to calm this lust that had taken over her body.

  If I wasn’t a physician the rapid change in her emotions would have worried me much more than it did. But I knew she was using sex as a coping mechanism for all the emotions that were going on inside of her. I also knew that trying to talk about it at that moment would be a very bad idea. She had primal needs that needed met before we would ever be able to flesh out how much parenting involvement I was going to have.

  When we got back to her apartment she practically threw me on the bed as we walked into the bedroom. She had her own clothes stripped off long before I was able to get mine off. And she was climbing on top of me before I even managed to get my pants all the way off.

  She slid onto my throbbing cock and rode me so hard I thought for sure she was going to break me in half. She was a beast as she pressed into my chest and thrust her hips against me and I fucking loved every minute of it. Watching her beautifully round body on top of me was a sexual turn on that I wouldn’t forget any time soon. Making love to Julia throughout her pregnancy was much more erotic than I’d imagined.

  My patients often talked about how turned on they were all the time or how they couldn’t get enough of their man during the pregnancy. Seeing it first hand with Julia was a treat for me. I was lucky to be there with her and wished I wouldn’t have made her feel so bad at dinner.

  “Grab my nipples,” Julia suddenly ordered of me. “Hard.”

  I did as I was told and squeezed both of her nipples as she moved faster and faster against me. She yelled out with pleasure and I throbbed with lust. It took everything I could muster not to cum right then and there, but I didn’t want to have the wrath of my primal woman turn on me.

  Her fingers dug in and I thought for sure she was about to release when she jumped up off of me. She moved to the side of the bed and bent over. She motioned for me to get behind her and I dutifully did as she asked.

  My hand rested on her soft ass as I slid into her. Slowly, gently, I moved as I enjoyed every moment of being inside of Julia. Her head was on the bed and she moaned with pleasure with each of my thrusts. It was a huge turn on to see her so engrossed in the pleasure of the moment. I grabbed her hips as my thrusts got deeper and she pressed hard back against me. There was no way I could hold back any longer. I had to feel the sweet release of letting go as I thrust hard a few more times and then finally couldn’t handle it another second.

  I came hard inside Julia and she pressed back against me with delight at the explosion. We both crawled back up onto the bed and I knew right away that Julia wasn’t finished with her own primal explosion.

  Her hands played with my exhausted body. She teased me and was already working to see if she could get me excited again. Oh no, that wasn’t about to happen so fast; I knew my body well enough to know that.

  I also knew that she wasn’t going to stop until I had utterly satisfied her needs. So I pressed her back onto the bed and let my fingers touch her softly.

  “Yes,” she groaned as I played with her.

  Julia pulled me down to kiss her while I played. It was exciting to have her in my mouth while my fingers played with her wetness. I titillated her clit and rubbed on her in every direction as I worked up her excitement.

  When I finally slipped inside her Julia grabbed my lip and bit down on it as she thrust her hips toward me. I was pretty sure she’d drawn blood with that lustful move but I didn’t care.

  I stroked in small circles, feeling her body react to my fingers. Feeling the excitement growing more and more for her. She was getting close and I knew what I needed to do to help bring her over the edge.

  Slipping away from the delicious taste of her lips. I kissed down her body taking my time to suck on each of her nipples for a just a moment. I then moved over her sweet belly and touched the right and left sides with my kisses for the babies growing inside of her.

  When I made it to her center, she was dripping with pleasure and I took her in clit and held onto it. My fingers stroked hard and deep as Julia grabbed the sheets and propelled her clit farther into my mouth.

  Then it happened, the sweet release that Julia had been dying for. Her whole body tensed up and her back arched. I didn’t stop doing what I was doing but continued on in an effort to prolong her pleasure as much as possible.

  “Yes, she moaned, “fuck, yes,” she finally fell back to the bed in total exhaustion.

  I moved up beside Julia and put her head on my chest as we wrapped up in each other’s arms. For weeks we had been making love and hanging out together. It had been the best time I’d had in a very long time. I was so happy to have her there. So excited to see what the future might have in store for the two of us.

  “Are you thirsty? Do you want me to grab you a drink?” I offered.

  “Sure,” she said as she rolled off of me and curled up on her side of the bed.

  I hurried into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and placed it on Julia’s side of the bed. I was just about to get back into my side when she sat up and looked at me with tears in her eyes.

  “I think you should sleep at your place tonight,” she said looking so utterly sad that I didn’t know what to say or do.

  We’d just made love for an hour. She’d been so into it. We were both into it. What had happened? What had gone wrong? Was this just a burst of hormones? I didn’t want to leave her there like that. I couldn’t leave her in that state.

  “Honey, what’s the matter? We should talk. You don’t want to go to bed upset.”

  “I’m tired. We can talk another time.”

  “Julia, is it about that crack I made at dinner? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it. We should talk about it. I want to be here for you if you want me here.”

  “But you don’t want to be here, so let’s not worry about it. I will abide by the contract. I’ll make sure you get your yearly cards and a visit if you want to.”

  “Julia, I know you’re hurt, but we have time to talk this through. I’m going to go because I don’t want to make this more of a thing than it needs to be. But I’m open to being a part of this if that’s what you want.”

  “Again with what I want? When are you going to step up and tell me what you want? What about saying that you want to be part of my life, of the babies lives? Just go,” she said as the tears rolled down her face. “Just go.”

  As much as I wanted to explain my position, it just wasn’t the right time. Julia was clearly very emotional and she had to be exhausted after all that we had just done in bed. I decided to leave and give her some space. We had weeks to work through this before the babies arrived and I was certain we would come to a solution once we were both able to have time to think about it.

  “I’m going to go, but I want to talk more about this later.”

  I leaned down and tried to give her a kiss but she turned away and I was only able to kiss her cheek. For a moment I stood in the doorway of her apartment contemplating not leaving at all. I thought about sitting in the living room and just waiting for the morning so we could talk, but I decided to do as she asked and I left.

  All the way up to my apartment I felt sick to my stomach. Julia meant a lot to me. She was important to me. I didn’t want to lose her. I wanted to be in her life. This was all just a big miscommunication and I was sure we could straighten it out.

  I didn’t sleep much at all that evening and had to go to work the next day. I tried stopping by to see Julia before I left but decided not to wake her up. Instead, I send a text message, hoping that it would calm her nerves a little.


  MIKE: Julia, I care about you a lot and I would like us to sit down and talk soon.

  At work I went about the day as normal seeing patients and dealing with our business troubles. Both Bruce and Sheryl noticed I wasn’t myself that day but I wasn’t in the mood to talk with them about what was going on either. It was more of a self reflection sort of day as I figured out what I wanted in this relationship and how that was going to look for me.

  “Hey, hospital just called. We have an emergency patient in there,” Bruce said.

  “Who?”

  “No name yet. I’m waiting for a call back. Is it your turn or mine?”

  “Let’s see who the patient is,” I said as we waited for the call back.

  I had a few patients that were getting close to full term and I knew Bruce had a couple that were past their due date. Either one of us could be the lucky doctor who was going to be up all night long delivering a baby.

  The phone rang and the look on Bruce’s face told me that something was wrong. He was not longer smiling or light hearted at all. Instead, he was serious and took some notes as the person on the other end talked.

  “Yes, get her stabilized and I’ll be right there,” he said and then hung up. “It’s Julia.”

  My heart sank. She was still very early along. She had two months before her due date. There were so many things that could go wrong at this point. So many things that could go wrong with her and with the babies.

  “I’ll take care of things here,” Sheryl said as she motioned for the two of us to get out of there.

  It was the middle of the day and we would have to cancel all the patients for the rest of the day. But at this point I didn’t care and I could tell Bruce didn’t either. He knew how important Julia was to me. She wasn’t just his patient. She was a friend now and we rushed to the hospital as quickly as we could.

  Chapter 19

  Julia

  At first I wasn’t sure what was going on. I was having some major cramps but thought my night with Mike had brought them on. I’d orgasmed pretty hard with him and certainly believed my body was just reacting to that.

  But as the contractions continued and got worse, I knew something else was going on. I’d read all about Braxton Hicks contractions and how a lot of women had them when they were as far along as I was. I called the doctor’s office and made an appointment to go see Doctor Simon later that afternoon. The problem was, I definitely wasn’t going to make it to that appointment.

  I tried walking around to relief the pain from the contractions but soon I realized I was in full labor. I was pacing around my condo and the contractions were hitting exactly five minutes apart. That was when the panic set in. What was I supposed to do? Just go to the hospital on my own? I could barely walk, there was no way I could get myself there.

  “Kendra,” I said as I put her on speaker phone. “I’m in labor. I need you to help me get to the hospital.”

  “I can’t. I just landed in Vegas with Sarah, remember?”

  “No!” I had totally forgot they were going away for that trip. “What do I do?”

  “Call Mike,” Sarah said as I was put on speaker.

  “No, he doesn’t want to be involved. I need to do this on my own. What do I do? I’m so scared, guys.”

  “Just call him, Julia. He will make sure you are safe,” Kendra said.

  “Okay,” I said in order to deal with the contraction that was building up. “I’ll let you guys know how it goes.”

  “Wait, aren’t you too early?” Sarah asked. “You better get to the hospital right now. This is way too early. You go right now. Just go downstairs and the staff will get you there.”

  “Okay,” I grunted through my contraction and hung up on my friends.

  This was it. I had to be the independent woman that I kept saying I was. I didn’t have a hospital bag or anything like that ready yet so I just grabbed my purse and slipped my sandals on my feet.

  I waited for a contraction to end and then hurried to the elevator and down to the lobby. But by the time I reached the lobby I was already having another contraction. They were coming much quickly than every five minutes and I was terrified that I was going to lose the babies.

  “I think I need an ambulance,” I grunted from the elevator as I leaned against the doors and breathed through the contraction.

  “Shit, yes ma’am,” the young man at the front desk said as he dialed his phone.

  “Can you help me to the chair?” I asked.

  “He had the phone on his ear and hurried over to me to help me while he was giving the 911 operator directions to our building and which entrance to use. Luckily, the building was really easy to find and the ambulance was there in less than five minutes.

  “How far along are you?” the paramedic asked.

  “Thirty-one weeks,” I said through another contractions. “I’m having twins though.”

  “Okay, let’s get you to the hospital. Is there a doctor we can call?”

  “Yes, Doctor Simon at Reproductive Medicine Associates.”

  The paramedics got me onto the gurney and began taking my vitals before we even left the lobby of the condo building. I couldn’t figure out why they weren’t just rushing me into their vehicle and to the hospital.

  One of them was attending to my vitals while the other strapped me in and then started listening to hear if the babies were okay. He seemed pleased with what he heard but the woman who was working on me wasn’t as happy with what she saw.

  “It’s elevated,” she said looking at her partner. “We need to get her OB on the line.”

  They hurried me out to the ambulance and to my hospital. The driver was on the line with dispatch who was communicating all the details that the paramedics were giving them about my condition.

  From what I could gather my blood pressure was elevated enough that it was a concern for them. But I was in the middle of labor so they had to assume there would be a little spike in my blood pressure during such a physical event.

  “Approval on the injection,” the driver said to one of the paramedics.

  By this time I already had an IV line in me and the paramedic had medication waiting to shoot into it. Normally I would have had tons of questions about a medication that was being shot into my veins but in that moment I was in so much pain that I didn’t care what they were doing. All I wanted was to get to the hospital and make sure the babies were okay.

  When we pulled into the emergency room a handful of people came out to help take care of me. There was a doctor there in a set of scrubs, but it wasn’t Doctor Simon. Although I was worried about having my doctor there I also knew that at this point I was going to be delivering these babies with whatever doctor happened to be on hand.

  The doctor and nurses moved me over to a hospital bed and started working on me so quickly I didn’t know what was going on. One of the nurses helped me get out of my clothes while everyone else was working on things around the room. This was when I knew the situation was more urgent than I had though, when they wouldn’t even spare the time to give me privacy to change into a hospital gown.

  “Are you allergic to any medications?” A nurse asked.

  “No.”

  “You are thirty weeks along?”

  “Yes.”

  “You are having twins?”

  “Yes.”

  “Is there someone we can call for you? Do you have a partner that you’d like to have here for the delivery?”

  I paused and contemplated having them call Mike. He would have wanted to be there; I knew he would, but at that point I was still upset with him and didn’t feel like reaching out. I figured he’d probably hear I was in labor when the hospital called looking for Doctor Simon and decided not to take any extra measures to notify him of what was going on.

  “No.”

  “Okay, well I need you to sign this and we do need to have someone to contact in case of an emergency.”

  I filled out her paperwork and put my brother Rob dow
n as my emergency contact person. I could have had them call him and bring him down to the delivery, but I didn’t feel like listening to him tell me how gross it all was. I also didn’t want to have him looking at me naked while I went through the labor and delivery.

  The nurses went back to hooking me up to monitors and wrapped some straps around my stomach to listen to the babies. I had a blood pressure cuff working and squeezing my arm and electronic things on my chest listening to my heart. I felt like some sort of experiment as the nurses whipped around me hardly stopping to look at me at all.

  Finally a young nurse came and sat down next to me. She grabbed my hand and held it while I labored through another contraction. They were coming nearly constantly at this point and I could hardly take it any longer.

  “When this one is done the doctor is going to check you to see if we have enough time to bring you up to the labor and delivery floor. It would be better to deliver up there since we have all our equipment there.”

  “Okay,” I said through my pain.

  “Nice and slow. Remember that breathing is your friend. Take in a deep breath and then blow it out,” she said as if she knew exactly what I needed to hear.

  As soon as I started listening to her I was able to calm down and focus a little better. I had taken the weekend class to learn all of this stuff, the problem was that I hadn’t remembered any of it when the panic of my contractions hit me.

  “Okay, it’s almost done,” I said feeling the tension in my stomach letting up.

  The doctor was watching the contraction on a monitor next to the bed and waited until it had finished before checking me. He looked happy when he was done and nodded to the nurses that they could bring me up stairs.

  “She’s going to go soon, but the sac is intact and I think you have enough time.”

  “Perfect,” the young nurse said as she unhooked me from all the monitors but kept the wires and chords connected to me. “We have all this stuff upstairs. It’s a quick ride in the elevator and we will have you in the delivery room.”