by MF Isaacs
The arcade was insane. The place was packed, it was the weekend and the place was still so new. It seriously was like an adult chuck-e-cheese, you ordered your food and bought tokens as you walked in. The main room had regular bar height tables throughout and all the standard arcade games. Everything from Pac-man, to pinball, to air hockey, to skeet ball. You earned tickets, but they weren’t for lame bubble gum machine prizes. The tickets were good for discounts on the super fun stuff, bumper cars; race track; trampoline; bouncy house slides; flying booth. We closed the place down after spending an obscene amount of money there. I could totally see us coming back more often than I should admit.
The house was dark when we got back. Calvin wasn’t worried about his sister, as she followed Steve into his room; he was only focused on getting me into my room and the door closed. Before he could even close the door all the way, he’d wrapped his hands around my waist from behind. He held my hips while thrusting his obvious erection into my ass, while whispering, “I’ve been hard as fuck all night. All night you’ve been driving me crazy. It’s a damn good thing our food came when it did, otherwise I was going to fuck you from behind while you played that fucking skeet ball.”
He didn’t even wait for a response from me. He didn’t need one, I was pressing my ass into him as I slowly bent myself forward. We made it to the foot of the bed, where he instructed me, “Hold onto the foot board. I’m going to fuck you right here. Give you what I wanted to give you there.” In seconds, he had my leggings stuck at my knees where the tops of my boots were. He didn’t care, my pussy was exposed enough for him to enter. I was so wet, after hours of constant touching and flirting I didn’t need any more foreplay. I didn’t even notice he’d lowered his own pants until I felt the tip of his cock brush from my clit all the way to my ass and back. He gave me two full swipes before lining up and guiding himself into my core. He went from frantically removing my clothes to slowly fucking me from behind.
He was deliberate in his strokes, he was deliberate in his words of encouragement. He told me, “Your pussy was made for me.” His hands didn’t stop caressing my body, moving from squeezing my tits to massaging my ass. His actions confirmed his love of my body. He didn’t stop talking the entire time me made love to me. When he covered my back with his body and told me, “I want you to come on my cock, Babe. I want your pussy to milk me. I want to fill you. Fuck, I want to fill you so bad.”
After following his request, I collapsed face first onto the mattress with my pants still stuck around my knees. He quickly tucked himself back in his pants and pulled back the covers for me. I started to move away from the bed to undress when he picked me up bridal style and gently laid me in the bed. He told me, “Relax and lay back. I don’t want any of my cum leaking out of you. It needs to stay in there and make babies. Let me take care of you.” He quickly removed my boots followed by the rest of my clothes. I was half asleep by the time he finished tucking me in. After several kisses on my sleepy face and lips, he made his way out the door to his own bedroom.
Sunday is family day. Dad has never worked on Sundays, even when he was opening a new dealership or in the middle of taking one over. It was family day, we never dreamed of missing it. Sometimes we’d get lucky and do something fun, other times we’d get stuck doing yard work or painting the house. Even those times where we got stuck doing stuff we didn’t like, it was never that bad because we were together. This Sunday was no exception. Mom had grand plans to play bunco, but we didn’t have enough people so we opted to play board games instead. I didn’t even care that I lost, having Sierra there made me feel like I’d won.
It didn’t hurt that Sierra needed a nap so I tucked her in with my face between her legs for a half hour. When she woke up, she found me and returned the favor in the downstairs bathroom. I am pretty sure my dad knew exactly what was happening both times, but thankfully he didn’t say anything to embarrass her.
Steve was coming to work with Dad and me so before our normal Monday morning meeting, the three of us went to breakfast. Watching Steve interact with my dad made me realize, in a new way, that I would never get the opportunity to have the relationship with my father-in-law like he’s in the process of building. I would only have Steve and Curtis as my in-laws, so building the friendships with them instantly became even more important. Steve wouldn’t be an issue. Mostly, I think because I have spent more time with him. Curtis had his thing going with Callie and Will which, from the sounds of it, Steve and Sierra supported because they just wanted him to be happy. It was an awkward conversation to have, but I wanted him to know I supported him as well.
The work day was slow, Dad let Steve leave early and honestly, I could have left early as well. Instead I spent time in the office doing some research on proposals. I knew I was going to do it on Thanksgiving and I was pretty sure I was going to do it at the dinner table when we did our traditional “I’m thankful for...” but I just wasn’t sure what I was going to say. Obviously, I was thinking about her, considering what I was doing so I decided to send her a message.
Me: Hi babe. How’s your day going?
My Girl: Good. We got the pies done. I think I might take a nap.
Me: You’ve been really tired lately. Everything okay?
My Girl: I don’t know what’s wrong. Just really tired.
Me: Pregnant?
My Girl: IDK maybe.
Me: Want me to stop on my way home and buy a test?
My Girl: Are you ready to know?
Me: Hell ya
My Girl: Ok
Me: Okay. Rest Babe. Let me know when you get up. I love you.
My Girl: I love you too Cal
Instantly I felt a nervousness rush through my body. I can’t believe I am going to stop at the store on my way home from work and buy a pregnancy test. I’ve heard the jokes about guys having to stop to get their girlfriends tampons, at least it wasn’t a pregnancy test. Fuck that, I may be nervous, but mostly I am ecstatic that there is a possibility that she is already growing my baby.
My dad must have sensed that something was up because he’d made it into the office and was sitting across the desk from me before I even noticed him. “You got a lot going on.” It was a statement not a question, so I didn’t respond, just nodded my head in agreement. “How is Sierra doing here? Do you think she will feel comfortable living in the same house as us? I mean, clearly she doesn’t have a problem sneaking into the bathroom with you, but do you think she’ll be able to handle it long term?”
I knew he knew. I swear my dad doesn’t miss a fucking thing. Which means he probably knew I was planning on buying a pregnancy test on my way home. “I don’t know Dad. She knows my plans were to live in that house forever, but she also knows I am willing to do whatever it takes to make her happy. I know she loves Hannah and watching her with Mom, I think she loves her too. But honestly, I don’t have any experience with grandparents so I don’t know what to expect when it comes to what her relationship is supposed to be like with you guys.”
“I knew she was pregnant. When did you find out?” I narrowed my eyes at him, confused by his comment. He saw my look, “You just called us grandparents. Which I assume means, I get to be a grandpa?”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Fuck Dad. Sometimes I swear you can read my mind. Quite frankly, it’s creepy. We don’t know that she is pregnant, I’m stopping on my way home from work to buy a test. After the first time, there was no way I could have anything between us. She got the pill, but can’t start it until she has a period which she hasn’t had yet. I didn’t mean to call you guys grandparents, what I meant was, I didn’t have grandparents to watch you and mom interact with so I don’t know what that relationship is supposed to look like.”
“Some might say your mom and I were lucky because we didn’t have to deal with in-laws. Others would say their in-laws are better than their own parents or siblings. I don’t anticipate that Sierra will think we are better than the ones she had, but I hope she will grow to
love us; even more that she will always like us. I imagine it would be a hard life for you if your wife doesn’t like us. You have already discovered with your own relationship that there is no right or wrong, you create it to be what you want. She gets to do that with us, Mom and I will play whatever roll she wants us to. We’ll tell her that when the time comes, but it’s your job to facilitate that. Now, get out of here. If you’re late getting home, Mom will know something is up. You might want to get Sierra flowers or something, especially if it turns out she is already carrying your baby.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. “Thanks Pops. Love you. See you at home.”
Seriously why the fuck are there so many pregnancy tests? One that says the words, one that has a plus symbol, one that has two lines. One that is early detection, one that emails or texts you or something like that, links to your smart phone. Seriously, as if waiting three fucking minutes is too much, it will email you or text you; I couldn’t even pretend to consider that one. Instead I got one with the words, one with the plus symbol, one with two lines and one that has early detection. Just to be safe; I didn’t want to have to come back. I tried to think about what she would be thinking or feeling if the results were negative or positive. I realized my feelings are going to be different one way or the other, so I hit the card isle. I got one baby congratulations card and another I love you card. As I headed to the counter, I picked up a small pack of pens since I was pretty positive I didn’t have any in the truck.
As I walked out of the drug store, there was a coffee shop next door. Rather than sit in my truck writing in these cards I decided to get a cup of coffee and sit at an actual table. I decided to have both cards filled out and ready to go regardless of the test results.
Congratulations on your new baby:
My Sweet Sierra
Words will never be able to express the excitement I am feeling, just knowing you are carrying my baby. My vow to you, to love you and take care of you, now extends beyond just you. I vow to love and take care of our child as well.
I have all the faith in the world that you will be an amazing mother. In a few short months, we will have the ultimate proof of our love. Boy or girl, I don’t care.
I can’t stop thinking about you round with my baby. I can’t wait to see you grow. I can’t wait!
I love you with all my heart.
Thank you for giving me the world’s greatest gifts, your love and our child.
Calvin
I love you:
My Sweet Sierra-
I love you now just as much as I loved you yesterday. I will love you even more tomorrow. I can’t pretend that I am not a little sad at the knowledge that there isn’t a baby yet. I have hopes and dreams for our future that have always included children.
I’m not going to lie, I look forward to trying hard and often to make babies with you. If, for some reason, it doesn’t work out the natural way, we can adopt. Because Sweetheart, I know someday you are going to be an amazing mother.
Have faith in my love for you, it isn’t contingent upon you being pregnant, I am giving it to you with or without a child.
I love you with all my heart.
Calvin
I couldn’t hide flowers or a present, but I could hide greeting cards in the inside pocket of my blazer. I also couldn’t hide a bag full of pregnancy tests, but thankfully I still had a gym bag in the back seat of my truck that I could hide them in.
Sierra wouldn’t budge on taking a test when I got home. She said they are most effective if taken first thing in the morning, so she flat refused. I’d been trying to persuade her for over an hour when Hannah called to invite us out to Mexican food. It was a great distraction, since all I wanted to do was have her take the tests and if that wasn’t happening then I just wanted to have sex all night.
That night, I was too anxious to sleep. I think I was the first one awake in the house, which never happens since mom was always up before dawn. Sierra wasn’t feeling good after Mexican last night, so I simply tucked her in and kissed her good night before heading to my own room. Climbing out of my bed I quickly pulled on a t-shirt and flannel pajama bottoms before taking the bag of tests and the two different cards downstairs to her bedroom.
I quietly slipped into her room and stood frozen watching her sleep. She was always beautiful, but right now she was relaxed without makeup and her hair messy from sleep. Seeing her relaxed face, I realized how much stress she was still carrying around. Her beauty hides so much and honestly, I would have continued not to notice if I hadn’t seen her sleeping. A little bit of guilt washed over me, wondering what I should be doing to help easy her stress?
Without putting too much thought into it, I lifted the covers and climbed in behind her. There was nothing that could prevent me from pulling her into my arms. I’d taken her less than 24 hours earlier and I needed her again. My thoughts quickly flashed to the knowledge that she’d have a period at some point in our marriage and even that isn’t going to stop me from having her. I hope she isn’t going to be one of those girls that thinks her business is closed for a week. Fuck that, I’ll take her in the shower if she’s worried about a mess.
Having her close and thinking of taking her in the shower, my morning wood is no longer morning wood, it’s Sierra fucking wood. All for her. My pajama pants were loose enough that I was able to pull them down my hips. She was sleeping in one of my old t-shirts and nothing else. The feel of her warm nakedness against my cock was near perfection. She knew I was there, I could feel the small movements of her hips. I slid my hand around the front of her and used my whole hand to cup her pussy. My palm putting pressure on her clit and my fingers separating her slit so I could gather her arousal on my fingers. Without prompting, she opened her knees allowing me more room between her legs. When she was good and wet, I slid my leg between hers and lifted her outer leg until she was fully exposed. Her leg fell over the top of mine, making even more room between her legs for me to explore.
Her moans were breathless and quiet. Her hips were moving with increasing speed. With my palm still pressing on her clit and my pointer and ring finger holding her open, I slid my middle finger into the hilt using the come-hither motion to hit the perfect spot. Her moans stopped as she held her breath, but her hips continued to move without reservations. I snuggled into the space between her neck and shoulder, latching on and sucking hard enough to leave a mark but I didn’t care. Kissing up her neck I finally spoke, “I need to be inside you. I need to bury my cock in you.”
Releasing her held breath, she sucked in while nodding quickly which she confirmed with words, “Please Cal. Please. Oh god. Yes.” She didn’t need to beg, I was willing to beg her. With urgent need, I quickly lined my cock up with her opening and eased my way inside. I began rocking myself in and out, increasing my depth with each stroke. As soon as I was balls deep, I could feel her orgasm convulse, gripping my cock with unnatural strength.
Once wasn’t going to be enough. She whipped her hips, pushing me onto my back and she straddled me reverse cowgirl. Holy fuck, watching her ass bounce up and down on my cock. I wasn’t going to last long. She held on to my legs right above my knees as she rode me hard. It was the sexiest fucking thing I have ever seen, let alone experienced. I didn’t dare touch her, for fear that she would stop. I gripped the sheets trying to hold back as long as I could. But when her movements faltered, I knew she was losing control. Control I gladly took over, gripping her hips holding her still as I drove my hips up, over and over and over until I felt the wetness of her release. I couldn’t hold it any longer, I shot my load deep. Stilling as she pulsed around me.
Still buried inside her, I sat up and wrapped my arms around her and slowly pulled her back town to the mattress with me. I couldn’t help but thrust a couple more times before slowly pulling free of her body. “Good morning beautiful. Did you sleep okay?”
“That just made it an even better morning. What time is it?” she asked as she tried to stifle her yawn. She
looked at me over her shoulder and flashed me a smile that would have brought me to my knees had I been standing.
“It’s early but I couldn’t sleep. My intentions were to just wake you up so we could do the test, but you are breathtaking in your sleep. Once I saw you, I couldn’t keep my hands off you.” She turned to face me at the mention of taking a test. I brushed her hair out of her face, holding it back so I could kiss her forehead. I could see the return of the stress, as her eyes searched mine. “Are you nervous? I don’t want you to be worried about the results. I promise you, it will be okay either way.”
She snuggled her face into my chest, wrapping one arm around my waist as tightly as she can. “I am nervous. I can’t help it.” I just held her not sure what I could say to ease her nerves.
“The fastest way to calm the nerves is to know one way or the other.” I used my finger under her chin to lift her face so I could look her in the eye. “I love you. The results of this test are not going to change that.” I gently kissed her lips and lightly smacked her on the ass to prompt her to get up.
She wrapped herself in a huge bathrobe that probably belonged to my sister. I took the bag holding the tests and opened the bedroom door for her. She looked at me funny as I stood there waiting for her. “You are not coming with me. Just let me go pee on it, then I’ll let you in.” She saw the protest coming, “Seriously Cal, I am not peeing in front of you.”
“Sierra, that’s ridiculous. I have seen and touched every part of your body. There is a huge possibility you are carrying my child. When that baby is born, I will be standing there watching it come into this world. Being in the room while you pee, will be nothing compared to that and there is nothing that will prevent me from being there for that. So, let’s go. I’m coming with you.” I know the look I am giving her is quite possibly the same one my dad used to give Hannah. I didn’t give a fuck. I was going in the bathroom with her, even if I had to carry her in and lock the door.
