Protection (closed)

I look at you and wait until Molly is out of the room to talk. "Alan, I don't think I need the test. I'm just tired. A little nap and I'll be as good as new."

Standing up from my spot at the table, I wrap my arms around you and hug you tightly. "Besides I think I'd have morning sickness if I was."
 
"Well. if you say so. My ex's doctor always said the best way to find out if a woman is pregnant is to ask her. So, I'll take your word for the time being. Is there anything else I can do with Molly while we are out? We probably need to talk with Alex and Maria before too long. After all, we've got a wedding in a few days."

Molly comes bouncing in with her coat and hat. I grab my coat and off we go to Home Depot to pick up the outlet covers and a few more odds and ends to finish the office and family room in the basement.
 
"Maybe let her pick out what she wants for lunch? Something healthy of course." A kiss to the cheek and I let you go get your hat and coat. "I'll call Alex and Maria and maybe we can go out to lunch tomorrow. If not I'll whip up something here for dinner."

Another kiss and I let the two of you go on your way, Molly already tugging at the locked door handle in her excitement. Just as you finish at Home Depot, I send you a text.

'Maybe you should pick up a test...just in case.'
 
Looking at your text and thinking to myself, "We don't need a test." But I'll pick one up anyway, chuckling to myself. In to WalMart, picking up a test in the pharmacy department, then over to the grocery side where I convince Molly that their vegetable soup and some fruit will be a healthy lunch that 'Mommy' will approve of. Along with a six-pack of chocolate pudding cups.

As we are driving home, Molly starts getting excited when I tell her that you are calling Alex and Maria to come out tomorrow so we can talk about the wedding and make sure all the plans are settled.
 
Meeting you at the door when you get home, hugging Molly as she bounds up the steps. "It's my two favorite people!" I say, laughing as she tells me that you bought lunch.

"Papa even got me pudding! But I'm not suppose to tell." She says as she hurries into the house to take off her coat.

"Oh, I'll pretend I didn't hear then." I say giving you a smile and a kiss as you come inside. "I talked to the kids and they'll be here for dinner tomorrow. They wante a home cooked meal."
 
"Fortunately, Miss Inquisitive didn't ask any questions about what we picked up in the pharmacy. I figured since the pudding came in individual cups, we have some control over how much she has at one time . . . and I like them too. So there."

Hearing about the kids is great . . . always glad to see them. "Is Becky coming with Alex?"

As Molly runs to hang up her coat and hat, I turn back to you, "So, when are you going to take your test? Do I have to tell my kids that I'm going to be married to a pregnant woman?" Molly comes running back in telling us it's time for lunch . . . soon enough to keep you from "retaliating" about my commment!!
 
“Becky is coming and Maria is bringing her “friend” as well. You better be on your best behavior.” I say, giving you a look that says I mean business as Molly scurries off and you turn back to me.

“I don’t know when I’ll take it.” I say with a shrug of my shoulders, acting like it isn’t a big deal while I’m secretly terrified inside. “We don’t know anything for certain.”

My response is bitten back as Molly comes back, telling us it’s lunch time. I follow her into the kitchen, waiting for you to place the bags down on the counter. I purposefully ignore the “box” in there as I start to heat up the soup and cut up the fruit.

“Set the table, please, Molly.” I say, looking down at her as she goes to find plastic bowls and spoons.
 
Once you have emptied the bags, except for the "box", I take it up to our bathroom and leae it on the counter. Coming pack down, I hold my hands up in mock surrender, "Of course, I'll be on my best behavior; why would you think anything else?"

Once Molly has the table set and the soup is hot, we sit and enjoy our lunch. "Molly, would you like to get a pudding cup for you and me. I'm not sure your Mommy thinks they are very healthy, so I'm not sure she will want one." Looking at you and sticking out my tongue.
 
I can already see that the two of you are going to be quick to gang up on me and I smile, laughing as Molly scurries to the fridge and pulls out three, giving us all a pudding cup.

“We have to share, Papa.” She says, her face very serious as she waits for me to peel back the lid of the pudding cup.

“Molly, after lunch would you like to go next door and play? Alan has some work to do on the family room and I need to get some things done before Alex and Maria come tomorrow.” Her eyes light up at the very thought that she can go play with her friends.

Looking across the table at you, I let you know that the opportunity will gives us the chance to take this little test in peace.
 
"That's a good idea. With Alex and Maria's friend her tomorrow evening, we can move your desk and file cabinet out of the guest room down to the office."

Once lunch is finished, I clear the dishes while you call Sarah and arrange for Molly to play with the girls for a little while. You help her with her coat and step outside to watch her until she is greeted by Sarah and the girls at their back door.

I start to head down to the basement to finish the few things that need to be done before the family room and office are ready to be occupied.
 
Once Molly is situated, I come downstairs to help you with whatever needs to be done. I’m pretty quiet, my thoughts preoccupied as we work together in tandem. It’s obvious that I’m stalling about taking the test and I know sooner or later you’ll ask about it.

“I’m nervous, Alan.” I finally confess, looking at you with a shy look. “And a little scared, I guess. I mean, that little test will decide a whole lot for us.”
 
"I'd be surprised if you weren't a little nervous right now; I already could see that. And yes, this will decide a whole lot for us, but it won't change the way we feel about each other in the least. All it will do is tell us if a baby is already in progress, or if we need to work a little harder."

Getting the last outlet cover in place, I take you by the hand, "OK, love, we can't delay this any longer. Let;s go upstairs and see what has been going on in that body of yours. Gotta find out of my 'fishies' have been good swimmers on not."
 
I let out a sight as you take my hand and pull me behind you. Dragging my feet much like Molly when she doesn’t want to go to bed, I let you usher me into our bedroom. Taking the test, I open the box and pull it out, reading the directions.

“Be right back.” I say as I step into the bathroom and in a few short seconds, it’s done and waiting on the counter for the news.

Pacing in the bedroom, I watch you from time to time, my heart racing as we wait those few minutes for it to finally be done. When five minutes have passed, I stop and look at you for a long while.

“Well…why don’t you go check it?” I ask, nibbling on my thumb nail.
 
"I think we will look at this together." Walking into the bathroom, I pick up the 'test' off the counter and carry it back to the bedroom. Remembering what my ex's doctor said about the best way to find out if a woman is pregnant is to ask her, "So, before we look at this little tester here, let me ask you this. Are you pregnant?"

I know that we both want a new baby to join our family . . . a pretty soon, too. Both of us are apprehensive about the big step . . . but also very excited about the possibility.

"So, are you? Then we'll see what the test says.
 
Nibbling on my lower lip as you bring the test back into the bedroom as you ask me whether I’m pregnant or not. So very scared of the actual answer, I blush and feel tears pricking my eyes. Looking at you, I see the love and acceptance of anything shining in your eyes and I know that it’ll all be alright.

Slowly, I nod my head, the first tears starting to fall. “I don’t know, but it feels like it. Alan, I so scared of what that test says. When I was pregnant with Molly, it was horrible. Sickness and the changes...” I trail off at the mention of no support from my ex husband, knowing that you’ll be completely different.
 
Wrapping my arms around you as the tears begin, "Well, baby girl, looks like we are going to have an addition to the family. If I'm reading this right, you are indeed pregnant . . . and, babe, I couldn't be happier." Tilting your chin back for a kiss, I feel your arms tighten around me and your body slowly relax . . . the tension of not knowing finally going away.

Once the reality of the situation sinks in, we both take a deep breath . . . "Guess we better get this wedding out of the way and enjoy our honeymoon. And then the trip we promised to Disneyland with Molly. After that, you will definitely need to slow down a little bit."

"So, do we drop the news on the kids tomorrow night, or wait until after the wedding?"
 
I sigh as you kiss me, your arms tightening around me tightly as I slowly relax against you. My head is spinning at the news and I cling to you for support as you lay out what will happen over the next couple of weeks. Nodding, I press my cheek against your shoulder, still sniffling as you ask when we should tell the kids.

“Can we keep it between us for a while?” I ask softly, glancing up at you to see the happiness on your face.
 
"Sure, there is enough going on right now . . . we can keep this our little secret until we're ready. I can only imagine how excited Molly will be. And it will convince Alex that his 'old man' isn't just shooting blanks anymore. As far as Maria, she will be as excited as Molly."

Looking over at the bed, "How long until Molly comes come?"
 
“She’ll be back for dinner.” I say softly, noticing the way that you look at the bed. “Why?” I can imagine why and the thought brings a blush to my cheeks as we stare at one another for a moment.
 
"What better way to celebrate than with some slow love-making?" Without really waiting for an answer, I start by lifting your sweatshirt off over your head and unhooking your bra, sliding it down your arms, revealing your gorgeous breasts. Pushing you back onto the bed, pulling your jeans off over your ankles . . . leaving you on the bed in just your panties as I step back and start to undress myself.

Once I step out of my boxers, you see that my cock is already stiffening . . . probably "proud" of himself and what he has accomplished. Crawling onto the bed beside you and kissing your breasts before pulling you to me and kissing you passionately as my hand begins to caress your shoulders and back.
 
I let out a gasp as you automatically start to undress me, lifting my sweatshirt over my head and pulling my bra off in a matter of moments. I moan softly as you press m back on the bed, my jeans soon following the rest of my clothing as you step back and start to undress yourself.

Seeing your cock already hard, I know that you’re excited over the news. I makes me smile slightly, my tears drying on my checks as you crawl beside me and start to kiss my breasts.

“Oh, baby…” I sigh, my nipples tingling from the contact of your lips before you pull me against your body and kiss me passionately. “I love you so much.” I whisper, my hands tracing over your chest as your hands caress my shoulders and back.
 
Continuing the passionate kisses, caressing your shoulders and neck, running my hand up and thru your hair . . . feeling your hands on my chest, brushing over my nipples . . . my hand slowly trails down your back and cups your bottom, still covered by the thin material of your panties. I know that the juices are already starting to flow . . . and the temptation is to mount and enter you immediately . . . but sometimes, slow and deliberate can be even more arousing.

Sliding my hand down your thigh and over to the front of your body, I brush my hand quickly over your pussy and caress your tummy . . . feeling you squirm in anticipation . . .
 
I gasp as your hands cup my bottom, massaging the firm flesh until I can feel my panties growing incredibly damp. Whimpering, my lips part as I stare into your eyes as you hand brushes over my thigh and over my pussy before you caress my flat belly.

Leaning forward, I press my lips against your jaw and then your throat, kissing my way down until I’m flicking my tongue across a hard nipple, nipping at it with my teeth to hear you hiss and moan.
 
Like a spark of electricity, my body responds to your teeth scraping across my nipple . . .my body shudders on the bed and a noticeable moan escapes my lips. I still reach to touch and caress your skin, but for the moment your lips and teeth are having their way with me . . and all I can do is respond with moans and squirms of pleasure . . . seems like every day we learn something new about ourselves or the other . . . "I love you, babe . . . I'm all yours . . ."
 
My lips are soon giving the same attention to your other nipple as you return my words of love with some of your own. My eyes flick up towards yours and I give you a smile before I kiss my way down your belly and am soon face to face with your hardening cock.

“I think my little friend needs some special attention for giving me something so special.” I say as my lips wrap around the head of your cock, suckling on it as you continue to stiffen.
 
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