Protection (closed)

[heartofcourage]

"A glass of wine would be good." Maria said as she settled on the sofa with a long sigh. "Remind me to not have kids for the next couple of years. Molly is a sweetheart, but she is a little ball of fire."

 

[garajd]

"There are ways to prevent it," I say with a laugh as I head toward the kitchen to get some wine for the two of us. As you come down from Molly's room, after changing into a robe, "I'm getting Maria a glass of wine. Do you want something before we take that shower I promised your?"

 

[heartofcourage]

"No, I'm okay right now." I say, stealing a kiss from you as you open the bottle to pour a glass. "I'm just going to grab a little snack. Your child is demanding pickles right now."

I give you a grin as I open the fridge and pull out the jar of pickles that is always stashed in the door. "Go and have a nice talk with Maria. I'll wait on the shower until you're done."

 

[garajd]

"I see, it's 'my' child now that there are unusual requests." Smacking you lightly on the butt as you head toward the bedroom. Carrying the wineglasses back down, "Michaela is going to crash in the bedroom; being pregnant and keeping a handle on Molly wears her out. We're so glad that you and Alex (and Becky) can help out right now."

Settling back in my recliner as Maria and I have some quiet dad-daughter time. "So what is going on with you and Joe? After all these months, I know is has to be pretty serious."

 

[heartofcourage]

"I like him a lot, Daddy." Maria said, taking the glass of wine from you. "I know that you had some problems with him when you were a cop, but he's changed a lot. He cares about me, he's always there for me, and he takes care of me."

 

[garajd]

"Well if you remember, the last time you had him with you, I told him that if he treated you wrong, he would have to deal with me . . . but, I have no problems with him anymore. Baby, he has changed, and you will always be my little girl, but I will always have your back with whatever decision you make. Besides, I can't really say a whole lot since Michaela and I were together and she got pregnant before we got married."

 

[heartofcourage]

"Daddy, I'm not pregnant nor do I plan on having kids for a long time. Alex and Becky though....I think you'll have some grandkids running around before too much longer." Maria teased, laughing at the look on her father's face.

"I'm proud of you though. I know that Mom really did a number on you with her affair and the divorce. You look really happy and I know Michaela takes good care of you."

 

[garajd]

"You think so? With their wedding coming up soon, and our baby arriving in a few weeks . . . this family has enough going on right now. You are right about one thing. Michaela has made me happier than I ever thought was possible again. You and Alex always made me feel special, but Michaela and Molly have just multiplied how happy I am.

And, now, I am going to bed. I'll get up with Molly in the morning and take her to pre-school. You and Michaela can sleep in and have a quiet house to yourselves for the morning. I can find a couple of errands to run and stay out of your way."

Leaning over and giving Maria a kiss on the cheek, and heading up to the bedroom . . . shower time awaits!!

 

[heartofcourage]

The pickle jar is resting on the nightstand, two missing and the sounds of the shower running greet you as you step into the bedroom. Standing under the spray of the hot water, I let it wash over my aching muscles with a satisfied sigh as I hear you open the door and slip into the bathroom.

"Care to join me, Mr. Davidson?" I ask as I watch you start to undress.

 

[garajd]

Undressing quickly, I step into the shower behind you . . . "The answer is Yes."

Leaning back against the shower wall enjoying the view of my pregnant wife under the cascading shower. "I told Maria I would get Molly up in the morning and take her to day care and run a couple of errands so that the two of you can sleep in and have a quiet house to yourselves when you get up."

 

[heartofcourage]

"You're incredibly sweet." I say with a smile as the water beats down over my naked curves. "I think tomorrow I'll get up with you and go across the street to Sarah and Tom's house. I think we owe Tom a huge thanks for what he did the other day."

 

[garajd]

"Just what do have in mind for a proper thank-you?" Not waiting for an answer, I grab the body gel and pretend to soap off the remaining cum on your breasts from our earlier play in the car. I have a feeling that you are still wet from all the intense sexual play . . . so, my turn!!

Kneeling in the shower, I press my face against your swollen belly and start kissing downward . . . my hands snaking around to grip your still tight butt and pull you toward my.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Well...what do you think a proper thank you would be for Tom?" I ask as you clean my breasts before you kneel and press your face against my belly.

You hands on my ass make me moan softly, your lips soon to meet my soaked pussy. "God, baby...you make me so horny."

 

[garajd]

Taking a breath, I look up at you, "Well, if the girls are at preschool, then maybe you need to take both Tom and Sarah into the bedroom and you two ladies can give him a two-mouth blow-job. I'm not sure either of you should be doing any fucking right now, as close as you both are to your due-dates." Letting you think about my suggestion as I bury my face back between your thighs . . . gently pulling you to sit on the ledge in the corner of the shower, giving me all the access I need to start tonguing your clit.

 

[heartofcourage]

"I could let him fuck my ass...if you're alright with that." I suggest, gasping as you start to tongue my clit, little shivers racing up my spine.

"Yes, babe...that feels so good." I coo, my hands running through your slick hair.

 

[garajd]

"You know I am all right with anything involving Tom and Sarah . . . so whatever happens, I just want all the details when I get back home." Enough talk for me as I go back to tongue-fucking your tight pussy and hard clit. Even with the shower cascading down over us, I can taste your sweet juices, something that never fails to turn me on.

 

[heartofcourage]

A good tongue lashing has me incredibly horny and squirming on the seat. I drape my legs over each of your shoulders, my back pressed against the tiles as I struggle to keep quiet in case Maria is upstairs in her room.

"Finger me, baby." I whisper to you, needing to feel you stretching me in some way.

 

[garajd]

Nodding while maintaining tongue pressure on your clit, I slide one, then two fingers deep in your pussy, probing and thrusting, giving you somewhat the sensation of fucking. Apparently, it is working, your gasping for breath becomes harder and faster . . . and the volume of pussy nectar flooding my face is incredible.

 

[heartofcourage]

"Oh, God." I whimper as you start to finger me, your tongue doing everything right to bring me to the brink of orgasm. "I'm going to cum, Alan. OH GOD!"

My hips buck against your lips as I let out a whimper and cum for you, flooding your face and fingers as I ride your hand and tongue.

 

[garajd]

"Damn, baby, that was awesome," feeling and tasting your sweet nectar. Leaning back as you relax against the shower wall, half expecting to hear Maria knocking on the door to see if we are OK in here, but the sound of the shower probably drowned out your cries of ecstasy.

Drying off, we crawl into bed and quickly fall asleep . . . until tiny footsteps, "Papa, I'm ready for some breakfast."

 

[heartofcourage]

Molly knocks on the door again, calling through the door that she wanted breakfast. By the time that you're dressed and opening the door, she is cranky, a pout on her lips.

"My tummy is growling." She insists, looking up at you with those bright little eyes, her stuffed lion from the zoo tucked under one arm.

 

[garajd]

"Let's go, Molly. Be quiet so that Aunt Maria and Mommy can sleep." She follows me down to the kitchen and watches me get some waffles and syrup ready while she drinks her juice.

After she eats, I send her up to get ready for preschool. She protests, wanting to stay home, but I promise to pick her up after lunch so she can come home and play with Aunt Maria.

 

[heartofcourage]

Molly is certainly in a mood that morning, only mollified when you promise to pick her up at noon. She gets up and scurries upstairs to put on a dress that had been laid out for her. Soon she is back downstairs with her coat and mittens.

"Papa, my backpack! And my snack!" She doesn't miss a thing in the mornings as she waits patiently for you.

 

[garajd]

"OK, Molly, make sure we've got everything." Out the door we go, still chattering all the way to the school. Dropping her off with instructions to be ready to be picked up after lunch.

I head out to run a couple of errands, giving you and Maria some quiet for a couple of hours . . . and a chance for Tom to enjoy your sweet ass if you make it across the street.

 

[heartofcourage]

I wake up a little bit after you leave with Molly, dressing in something easy to take off but still sexy. Leaving a note for Maria in case she wakes up, I walk across the street and knock on the door, waiting to see if Tom and Sarah will answer.