by BWWM Club
Just as she was about to reach inside for his already hard cock, her phone rang, shrill and ear piercing. Bianca jumped back and looked away from Alex, digging in her purse for the offending phone. The moment was broken.
“It’s Jay!” Bianca exclaimed, flashing Alex a look as she answered the phone.
Alex was already buttoning up his pants and buckling his belt. He had never been more annoyed with his friend than at this moment. Sure, it probably wasn’t a smart idea to have sex in a hospital waiting room while your friends were having a baby, it was tacky even, but tell that to his still throbbing cock. He took a deep breath and turned towards Bianca. She looked even more beautiful than the first time he saw her. Her wild curls were tousled from their encounter and her clothes were crooked, but her chocolate brown skin seemed to be glowing from the inside out. Alex felt like she looked, never had he been so attracted, or felt such a spark with another person. Smoothing his too long hair back from his forehead, Alex walked toward her, a questioning look on his face, as she talked to Jay. Finally she hung up, her expression unreadable.
“What’s happened?” Alex asked, concern knitting his brows. He felt like an ass for even thinking about sex when his friend was having an ordeal.
“Andrea had to have a c-section. Little Jason Romero Jr. refused to come out on his own,” she answered, worry lining her face.
“Is everything alright?” Alex wondered, Bianca looked like she was going to cry.
She nodded, her face crumbling with tears, “I’m sorry. Yes. They are both fine. I was just so worried when I first heard Jay say that she had a c-section. I’m so relieved they are both okay.” They were happy tears.
Alex exhaled, his unease receding. Jay was like a brother to him and he would have been devastated if something had happened to Jay’s wife and newborn son. He watched Bianca’s reflection in the window when she turned away from him as she began to cry. She scrubbed at her face to remove the tears and blew her nose. His heart wanted him to go to her and pull her to him but his brain told him to wait it out, that she needed her privacy. Finally she turned, her expression saying she wanted to forget about her momentary break down, so instead of asking if she was alright, Alex starting talking about sports.
****
Bianca stared at Alex with confusion, why was he talking about baseball? Not wanting to interrupt his strange tirade she began to gather he purse and headed to the door. Her need to see Andrea and make sure she was okay was unbearable. Alex followed, his explanation of the Phillies batting average trailing off.
“Where are you going?” He asked, following behind her as she exited the room.
“To see Andrea,” Bianca stated, she thought her intentions were obvious.
“Oh, I’m not sure she’d want me in there after such a private event. I’ll wait down here for you and then I’ll walk you out.” Alex said, hanging back.
Bianca nodded, feeling a bit awkward with him all of a sudden. It was almost as if the moment they shared earlier had made them into teenagers. With a last look at Alex, Bianca turned and ambled down the hall towards the elevators. Once inside she hit the button for the fourth floor and waited, thinking about Alex again. She really liked him. A lot. She hoped that strange moment in the hospital waiting room didn’t ruin it for them. Wanting to kick herself, she frowned. How could she be dumb enough to almost have sex in a hospital waiting room! How tacky! What if he thought she was a slut who had sex with men she just met in public? Bianca groaned in embarrassment and put her face in her hands. She had to fix this somehow before it was too late.
****
Twenty minutes later Bianca descended in the same elevator she rode up in, a smile on her face. Even though newborn babies were all scrunched up, they were so darn cute. Warmth and happiness settled over her at the prospect of having her own children someday and she was absolutely giddy by the time the elevator reached the ground floor. The doors slid open and revealed Alex standing on the other side. Bianca smiled widely at him.
“How are they?” Alex queried, his face lighting up with a smile to match hers. He looked damn sexy when he smiled.
“Great. Andrea is considerably sore but the baby is just so stinking cute. I could have held him all night.” Bianca mused, her mind conjuring up images of holding and cuddling her own baby.
Alex chuckled, “Well I’m glad everything is well. We had quite a scare earlier.”
They fell into step with one another, heading towards the exit. Alex was so close she could smell his scent; soap, leather and male. It made her want to lean into him, but she resisted, remembering her earlier folly. Bianca hoped he didn’t think she was easy.
Once in the parking lot, Bianca directed Alex to where she parked her old Nissan Maxima and they walked in silence. She couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened and while she regretted the where and how soon, she didn’t regret what had happened. She hoped Alex felt the same.
“This is me,” Bianca pointed out, stopping by her driver’s side door.
Alex moved with her, pausing in front of her, close enough that if she reached out she could touch him. Her breathing quickened, memories of the way he felt under her hands, his warm hard body coming to life as she caressed him, made Bianca’s sex throb with need.
She knew she should say something to break the awkward silence. Before she could come up with something Alex spoke, “I would like to see you again. Maybe have that date we talked about at the airfield.” He wondered, leaning in even closer to her.
Bianca thought he was going to kiss her and her heart began to pound in her chest, but all he did was place a chaste peck to her forehead. Moderately disappointed, Bianca smiled at him and without thinking, placed her hand on his forearm. A shiver of excitement coursed through her as their skin connected and Bianca looked up and met his eyes. He had felt it too. The sexual tension was so thick surrounding them it was like a living thing. Despite the cool, late summer air, Bianca’s skin felt like it was on fire.
“I, uh…” Her voice trailed off. She didn’t know what to say. She liked him and she wanted to see him again but this was all too intense. She wasn’t sure if getting caught up in a relationship, or whatever it was, this quickly with this much passion was such a good idea. Alex looked at her expectantly so she finished.
“I’m sorry, Alex,” His face fell. “I like you and I really enjoyed the time we spent together but this is all moving so fast. Can we talk again in a few days after we’ve had some space from one another to think? I’d hate to get caught up too quickly and ruin a good thing.”
Alex was looking at her with confusion. Maybe she made a mistake. No, this was what she needed to do. Bianca had a history of jumping into relationships too quickly and ultimately being hurt because she thought there was more to it than there really was. She needed the time to make sure she wasn’t making another mistake. Wanting to get married and have children was always on her mind, especially since she just turned thirty, and making sure she wasn’t getting caught up in passion, but was with someone who would last, was important to her.
“Ok, I can respect that,” Alex finally mumbled, and with a nod of goodbye he turned and walked away from her.
Bianca hoped she was making the right decision.
*****
Alex walked to his car, bewilderment marring his face. Bianca was right about them moving quickly, he had only met her earlier in the day and he already was picturing a future with her. But what was wrong with that if what they had worked? Alex dated a lot of women and never felt after three months what he felt for Bianca in one day. That had to mean something. Shaking his head, he unlocked the door to his SUV and climbed in, turning over the engine.
The whole way home he pondered her request. He’d give her a few days but he missed her already and it had only been twenty minutes. How was he going to make it for three days? Alex knew he was foolish to fall hard for a woman he barely knew but there was something about her that he just couldn’t get out of his mind. Thre
e days, then she would be his; he’d make sure of that.
*****
Bianca walked around in a funk for three days. How could she miss someone so much that she just met? She was being ridiculous. Glancing at her reflection in the mirror she patted her hair, the natural curls framing her heart shaped face. Today was her first day back to work and she didn’t want to be late or make a bad impression because she was hoping they would hire her as a full time teacher when she had finished her classes. She loved being a teacher’s aide for the kindergarten class but it would be so much nicer to have her own class and make lessons. Two more classes of student teaching left and she would be a teacher. One last pat of her hair and she was ready. Snatching her bag and purse from the counter as she walked by, Bianca made her way out the door with a lot of time to spare. She hated being late, it gave her anxiety.
Once in the car, she began to think about Alex again, driving on autopilot to the school she had been a teacher’s assistant at for four years. Why was she torturing herself by staying away from him? That’s right, self preservation. Too many times had she been burned by jumping into a relationship too soon. But this feels so different, she thought as she pulled into a parking spot behind the school. Sighing, Bianca looked out over the playground where the little ones were having morning recess. It was more of a way for the parents to drop off and the kids to burn some energy before they had to be inside all day. The school was tiny, kindergarten through third grade with only one classroom for each grade, but she loved the school and the faculty and didn’t want to be anywhere else. Bianca waved at the kindergarten teacher she worked with, Mrs. Jensen, as she approached the school.
“Good morning, Bianca,” She called, wrangling children into a line.
“Good morning, Mrs. Jensen,” Bianca responded, the woman was old enough to be her grandmother and Bianca felt strange calling her by her first name.
The old woman smiled, patting her bluish gray helmet of curls as she hurried the children inside. Bianca’s heels clacked on the concrete as she made her way around the front of the school. She didn’t have to wear heels to be a teacher’s assistant but it made her feel more professional. The front office was abuzz as Bianca entered the building. The school secretary was signing kids in late already and taking parent packets while the children talked noisily, catching up with friends they missed all summer. Bianca waved at them and signed in, then hurried down the hall to her classroom. When she entered the room, Mrs. Jensen was gathering the kids around the carpet for the announcements and prayer. Bianca slipped into the small back room that Mrs. Jensen used for an office and locked her purse and bag inside of the closet. She smiled broadly at the little faces that greeted her when she took her place on the carpet next to Mrs. Jensen. Their eyes were wide with wonder, excitement and some fear at their first full day of school as ‘big kids’. Bianca just loved teaching kindergarten and even though it was a lot of work she enjoyed every minute of it.
After announcements and the pledge, Bianca began to set up the first activity while Mrs. Jensen herded the children to the tables. She set out paint and aprons and began to pour it into the cups set into the six easels at the back of the room. Needing more red paint, Bianca walked back to the closet where her purse was stored, hoping there was a second bottle. Mrs. Jensen was notorious for ordering supplies too late and they went without certain colors for months at a time in previous classes. Just as she was about to close the closet after locating and retrieving the paint, Bianca’s phone rang. Normally she wouldn’t answer her phone at work, but she was expecting a call from her doctor sometime this week with test results. Figuring that was likely the call she set the paint down on the floor and answered her phone.
“Hello?” She answered, hoping it was the doctor with her results.
For several months Bianca was having issues with her reproductive health. She would miss periods, have them for a long time or they would be so bad she had to call off from work due to cramping and excessive bleeding. Something was wrong and she had the desire to figure it out now so that having children wasn’t an obstacle later.
“Hello, is this Bianca Mason?” The person asked.
“Yes. What can I help you with?” Bianca wondered, getting nervous.
“This is Amanda calling from Dr. Gabriel’s office. I have some test results for you but the doctor would prefer for you to come in person to discuss everything and your options.” The woman explained without pausing or taking a breath.
“Um, okay. I’m at work now but I’ll see if I can get off a bit earlier for the appointment.” Bianca’s heart sank. This was not a good sign.
She talked with the nurse for a bit longer, making an appointment for late afternoon and hung up. Her heart was aching at the possibility that it was really bad news and she had cancer or something terrible. Unable to focus on work, Bianca floated through the morning with her head in the proverbial clouds. After over pouring juice in two of the children’s cups at lunch time Mrs. Jensen spoke up.
“Bianca, dear, what’s wrong?” She asked, resting her hand on Bianca’s forearm in a motherly fashion.
Bianca forced a smile, “I’m a bit distracted. I’m sorry. I have an important doctor’s appointment this afternoon and I’m a bit shook up about it.” She responded, her throat getting tight.
“Oh dear. Maybe you better head on home then. I think we will be okay without you the rest of the day,” Mrs. Jensen said, gesturing around the room.
“If you’re sure I think I’ll take you up on that,” Bianca agreed, walking to the back room to gather her things.
“I hope that everything turns out ok, dear. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Mrs. Jensen waved goodbye as Bianca slid from the room.
On her way out, she stopped by the front office and spoke with the secretary about what was happening and they both agreed she would be better off at home. Smiling in thanks, Bianca waved goodbye and headed out the door, her heart aching at the possibility that something serious was wrong with her.
Chapter 3
Bianca walked out of the doctor’s office in a daze. She couldn’t believe what he had told her. It didn’t make sense, but she guessed it wasn’t supposed to make any sense; she was only thirty. Unfairness ringing through her, she thought back to when she walked out of the school and drove straight to her appointment, two hours early. She didn’t care that she was early. Being home alone and wondering if she was dying from cancer was not an option. Bianca needed to be in that office until they called her name, even if it meant she sat there fretting about what may or may not happen for two hours.
When she arrived at the doctor’s office, the receptionist greeted her with confusion; she was two hours early after all. Bianca waved to her and took a seat in the far corner, clutching her purse to her chest tightly. The purse was acting as a shield to her heart, protecting her rioting emotions and fear of the unknown. She stayed that way for almost an hour, her arms cramping. Only then did she relax a bit, her appointment time drawing nearer. Every so often the receptionists and nurses would give her a strange look but she ignored it. It’s not like she was doing anything wrong. The last time she checked it wasn’t illegal to show up for an appointment two hours early. Finally setting her purse down, Bianca stole another glance at the clock, forty-five minutes left. She had the sudden urge to call Alex. The odd stirring to call him for support surprised her. There were many reasons why she shouldn’t even consider calling him. First, they just met, she barely knew him and he her. What would he think if she called him and asked him to meet her at a doctor’s appointment? He would probably think that she must be desperate or that she doesn’t have any friends. The last reason was obvious, she told him to leave her alone for a while yet she wanted to contact him? It didn’t even make sense when she thought about it so it definitely wouldn’t make sense to him.
With a sigh, she settled back in her chair, resisting the urge to snatch her phone from her purse and dial his number. The next forty-five minutes passed with a
gitation and Bianca fighting the need to call Alex. She had given up on sitting still and paced and roamed the room and halls of the building until ten minutes before her appointment. Just as she returned into the office a nurse walked out and called her name. She didn’t miss the look of pity that crossed the woman’s face before she turned and began down the hall. Bianca followed, terror clenching her heart at the prospect that she could be dying from cancer. The nurse led her into a small, sparsely decorated, pastel walled exam room. She motioned for Bianca to sit on the exam table. In silence, the nurse took Bianca’s blood pressure and other vitals, told her to relax, and left the room. Bianca scowled at her back as she retreated. I’ll relax when this is all over, she thought, wringing her hands.
Another twenty minutes passed before the doctor entered the exam room. By that point Bianca was wound so tight with agitation she felt like she would snap at the slightest movement.
“Bianca,” Dr. Gabriel began, shuffling papers in the folder on her desk, “How are you?”
Bianca scowled; she had the nerve to make Bianca come all the way to the office, and scared her half to death to ask how she was doing? Fighting the desire to snap at her, Bianca took a deep breath before she answered.
“I’m not exactly doing well right now,” Bianca replied, wringing her hands in her lap again. “The call from the nurse rattled me a bit and I had to leave work extra early because I was so distracted. I’d appreciate if you would just let me know what is wrong with me.”
The edge in Bianca’s voice was noticeable, but she didn’t have time for pleasantries, she just wanted to know what the hell was wrong with her.
Dr. Gabriel cleared her throat and ran a hand through her short, salt and pepper hair, frowning. “Okay then, we’ll get right to it. After looking over all of the tests we ran, the results indicate that your body is going into early menopause.”
