Protection (closed)

[garajd]

"We can never tell each enough . . . as deeply as we feel it, and as much as our heart knows it, we both need to hear it often."

Pulling you close as your body calms down, "I love you so deeply, Michaela . . you have, indeed, become the most important person in my life."

Slowly breaking away from you, "Looks like we have a little clean-up to do in here before anyone can get any sleep." Reaching out for your hand, I lead you into the bathroom, find a wash cloth and with warm water and soap, gently wipe your inner thighs, the remains of gel on your breasts.

 

[heartofcourage]

Kissing your neck and shoulders as you clean my body with the wash cloth, I soon return the favor by cleaning your cock gently. Once that is finished, we share another long kiss before we settle down into bed. Snuggling up against your side, I sigh and find my favorite spot on your shoulder.

“Would you come to the doctor with me tomorrow?” I ask softly, hoping that you say yes. “I always feel better when you are with me.”

 

[garajd]

"Sure, we can drop Molly off at her pre-school and go out to lunch before we pick her up." One more kiss before you turn over and snuggle your back up against my chest; wrapping an arm around you, I can feel your growing belly.

As usual, we are awakened bright and early by Molly; I struggle out of bed and go down to the kitchen to get her breakfast and start the coffee. Once she eats breakfast, i send her up to her room to get dressed. Grabbing a fresh mug of coffee, I walk to our bedroom to find you sitting on the edge of the bed, still trying to shake the sleep out of your eyes.

 

[heartofcourage]

Rubbing my eyes, it seems that I can’t wake up that morning, but the moment I see you, I smile. Kissing you gently as I catch the smell of your coffee. “I wish so badly I could have a cup right now.” I say softly, kissing you again before I get up to start getting ready for the day.

A pair of jeans and a button down blouse, my hair up in a tail, and I’m soon ready to go. Helping Molly with her gloves and coat, I slip on my own and we’re soon all in your car, on the way to pre-school. Molly, of course, guides our conversation and she is constantly chattering all the way there.

 

[garajd]

Dropping off our little chatterbox, we make the 15 minute drive to the doctor's office in relative quiet. "Gotta tell you babe, I'm a little nervous about going in here; have this funny feeling that all the other preggo's in here will think I am your father, or maybe your sugar daddy."

As a cop (now retired), I am used to being in control of a situation; and now I am going into an environment that is completely out of my control. At least, these jeans will keep all the women in here from seeing my knees shaking.

 

[heartofcourage]

“Baby, I don’t care what anyone else things in there. You’re my husband and I’m not going to do this without you.” I say softly, resting my hand on your knee and giving it a squeeze. “If you don’t feel comfortable, then you can stay out here in the car and I’ll be out when I’m finished.”

 

[garajd]

"No, I'll come with you . . . I should be there in case he has any surprises for us, like twins."

Getting out of the car and walking around to your side; once we get into the office, I see several pregnant ones there, but no male's. Guess I'm the exception today. Maybe I am paranoid, but it seems that every pair of eyes in the place is focused on me; I manage to find a couple of empty chairs in the corner and take one while you check in at the desk.

 

[heartofcourage]

Once we’re checked in, I take a seat next to you and take your hand, squeezing it tightly. “They’re all jealous of my handsome husband.” I whisper against your ear, laughing softly as I see just how nervous you are.

“Baby, you know that I don’t care about your age. I would love you even if you were fifty years older than me.” I say in hopes that it lightens your mood a little bit.

 

[garajd]

"I know, babe . . . guess I better get used to this place, since I'll probably be making a few trips here."

Leaning over and whispering in your ear, "Hope the doctor doesn't put a permanent lock on my zipper just yet." Must have whispered a little louder than necessary, a couple of interesting looks my way . . . maybe they are just jealous because your husband likes fucking a pregnant wife!!

 

[heartofcourage]

“Alan!” I hiss, swatting your shoulder as you let slip our little extra marital activities. “Keep your voice down.” My cheeks are already glowing red as the nurse steps out and calls my name.

Taking your hand, I stand up and lead you back into the exam rooms, sitting there and waiting for the doctor to make her appearance. “Should we ask about sex? Do you think that she’ll tell us no more?”

 

[garajd]

We do get a few looks as we follow the nurse, a few pink cheeks in the waiting room . . . I really think they are jeaous of you. The nurse did seem a bit surprised when I got up and came with you to the exam room. As she takes your blood pressure and has you stand on the scales, I reassure her, "I'm just here to hear what the doctor has to say; if the doctor prefers, I'll go back to the waiting room until after the examination, but Michaela would like me in here during the consulation portion of the visit."

"We'll leave that up to the doctor, when she comes in. She is usually quite compfortable having the husband present, and actually likes having the husband involved during the pregnancy . . . since you were there when it happened," the young nurse says with a slight giggle.

 

[heartofcourage]

“I most definitely want you here.” I tell you as the nurse giggles and tells us the doctor will be in shortly. Sitting there on the exam table, I have to admit that it is nerve wracking waiting for the doctor to come into the room.

“This is always the worst part…besides the actual birth.” I say, showing you just what I’m thinking and trying to lighten the mood a little bit.

 

[garajd]

Being in here, I get the close up view as you change into the exam gown . . hope the doc doesn't notice my quick response to your naked body before you slip into the gown, a nice hard one developing here because of you. Gotta figure that you have probably developed a bit of moisture knowing that I am watching you undress . . . taking an extra few seconds before putting on the gown and sitting on the end of the exam table.

Once we get ourselves settled, doctor comes in; you hadn't told me anything about your doctor . . . female, young (at least to me), very attractive with a pleasant smile. "Alan, if I may call you that, I am pleased to see your here. Most of the husbands do not participate in this side of the pregnancy, so please feel free to come whenever you like."

You seem to be reassured by her comments. Looking at her, "I'm quite sure that Michaela will be asking me to come as often as possible . . . and I will be here."

 

[heartofcourage]

Knowing that all eyes are on me today, I give you a little show, lingering a bit too long as I dress in my paper gown. Once the doctor comes in the room, all of our little play ceases and it’s down to business as she tells you that she’s pleased that you are here with me every step of the way.

“Well, it’s been nearly 6 years since I last had a baby, so it’s nice to have Alan here with me.” I say, reaching out to take your hand and squeeze it. “Besides, he’s the one responsible for all of this.”

 

[garajd]

"I'll admit I had a part in this."

After a very thorough examinations, the doctor says she is pleased with your condition and gives you some information from her office regarding the next few months, and what to expect. "Any questions?", she askes.

"I have one, doc. How soon are you going to tell this young lady to slow down on the bedroom gymnastics? She is wearing me out." As hard as I try, I can't keep a straight face when I say this.

 

[heartofcourage]

Looking at you as you ask the doctor if we can continue our bedroom activities, I know that I’m thinking about the worse but hoping for the best. The doctor to her credit looks at us with a smile as if she’s heard the question a million times before.

“I don’t see that as being a problem. Of course as the baby grows you might have to slow down, but as long as Michaela isn’t on bed rest I think that you both and continue as you are.” She said with a smile, knowing that is probably the answer that we probably wanted to hear. “If any problems occur, just take it easy and know that you can always call me.”

 

[garajd]

As the doctor says we can "continue as we are", I see you blush a bit; the doctor obviously has no idea what that means for us . . . or if she does, is probably a bit jealous.

As she turns to leave, I can't help but make one last comment, "By the way, doc, where do we get one of these exam tables?"

 

[heartofcourage]

“Alan!” I scold as I hear your comment and the doctor laughs, looking over her shoulder at you.

“If I told the husband’s the answer to that question, I’d be swamped in work.” She said with a wink and excused herself from the room.

“What has gotten into you today, babe?” I ask, wondering how you’re so bold all the sudden as I hop off the table and gather up my clothing.

 

[garajd]

"Sorry, babe . . . guess all this pregnancy talk is finally sinking in. I'll try to be a bit more reserved in the future, at least when your doctor is around." I sit back as you get dressed. After stopping at the desk and scheduling the next appointment, we head out to the car. "I guess I owe you lunch after all my comments this morning."

 

[heartofcourage]

Looking at you as you tell me that you owe me lunch after your comments, I give you a little smile. Reaching over to squeeze your thigh, I lean across the seat and kiss your cheek.

“Better yet, find us a secluded place, babe. I think I’d rather have you treat me to something else.” I say softly against your ear with a smile.

 

[garajd]

Being a former cop, I do know of several "secluded spots" that the general public is not aware of; not quite sure just what treat you have in mind, but it sure sounds like something I want to check out.

Heading out toward the lake, I know that there are a couple of drives that are off limits to general traffic; turning down one of them, I pull into an area pretty well hidden by a grove ov trees . . . not even visible from above because of the leafy overhand.

 

[heartofcourage]

I laugh softly as I can see that you’ve taken us to a parking spot that isn’t visible from the road. Leaning across the car to kiss you as you turn off the ignition, my hands are soon working at your shirt to pull it up and off.

“I want you to make love to me, baby.” I say softly, encouraging you to start undressing me as well.

 

[garajd]

"Jesus, Michaela . . . right here, in broad daylight . . . you certainly are getting daring," laughing as I say it. No time to talk as you start after my shirt. Opening my car door, I walk around the car, grabbing the blanket out of the trunk that I keep there; never had an occasion to use it before, but seems like a good opportunity right now.

Spreading it on the ground as you open your car door and step out, pulling your top off as your feet hit the ground. Reaching around I behind you and unhook your bra, releasing your gorgeous breasts to the sun . . . damn!!

 

[heartofcourage]

Looking down at my breasts in the sunlight, I have to let out a moan at the beautiful sight. I can only imagine what you’re thinking with this view. Looking up into your eyes, I give you a smile and kiss you gently, my arms looping around your neck as I press my breasts firmly against your naked chest.

“I love you, Alan.” I murmur softly as we trade kisses, sighing as your lips kiss up my neck and nibble at my ear. “God, you get me so wet, baby.”

 

[garajd]

As we kiss, my fingers find the button to your jeans; releasing the button and pushing the zipper down, I start to kneel in front of your, kissing your breasts and tummy on the way down. Sliding your jeans down, I feel you hand on my shoulders for balance as you lift one foot, then the other, as your jeans come off . . . standing in front of me in just your panties, already showing a growing wet spot between your thighs.

Hooking my thumbs in the waist band, I start sliding your panties down, revealing a freshly shaved pair of swollen lips, already glistening with a covering of your sweet nectar. Once they are off, I press my face to you and kiss your pussy passionately, hearing moans from your lips . . . god, you are excited.

Holding your hand as you lie down on the blanket, ready for me, your eyes begging for my entrance . . .