Kim was right about the hormones. One day I’m kissing another girl, and the next I am repulsed by the thought of anyone even touching me. Poor CJ and Daddy. They are unfortunately stuck on the roller coaster with me.
My dad demonstrated the real meaning of grace when I was finally alone with him. I had hurt him, there was no denying that. But he maintained his empathetic temperament, allaying my fear of his rejection.
We worked everything out with my school counselor. I would continue attending classes until the end of the school year, probably only beginning to show by the time summer break came. Then I would begin an accelerated program to finish high school at home, before my due date.
I accepted Kim’s offer to prepare everyone at the dealership. She’s the office manager, but also a really trusted friend. So I had no worries about how she would handle it. Still, I felt the butterflies in my stomach, walking into work the first few days, after my news had been shared.
“There’s the smile I’ve been waiting for,” CJ said when I walked into the pool house.
I was happy, genuinely. It felt really good to smile again, finally released from my bonds of fear and regret. CJ wrapped me up in his arms and kissed me with his own smiling lips.
“Come on,” I said, taking his hand, leading him to the changing room.
I got undressed as CJ sat and watched. I wasn’t expecting us to do anything in that little changing room. But there wasn’t any good reason to go put my swimsuit on in private. Everyone knew we had been having sex. So it was nice to be able to share an intimate moment without worrying about getting caught.
“See that girl right there?” I asked CJ’s reflection, sitting behind me as I tied my bikini top. “She can be a real bitch…I mean…a really horrible person to me.”
CJ furrowed his brow, curiously. “Well,” he began, moving to embrace me from behind. “You just tell that bitch you’re not taking her fucking shit anymore,” making us both laugh hard.
“Oh my God! You can’t hear her, but she just said, ‘Your boyfriend sure has a filthy mouth!'” I told CJ.
“Sorry. I’m not as good at cursing as you,” he said, laughing.
CJ reached into the pocket of his swimsuit, then held a little box in front of me. “Let’s see what that girl right there thinks about this.”
My eyes and mouth opened wide as I took the box from him. No way it’s a ring. Absurd to think he would propose this way, I thought as I opened it.
I gasped and smiled at my reflection and at the handsome man standing behind me. CJ presented me with the most beautiful necklace I had ever seen. A platinum chain and an engraved charm, with three diamonds on it.
“Read the inscription,” CJ said.
“2 + 1 = …what’s that sign?”
“That’s the infinity symbol,” he told me, clasping the pretty necklace on me. “I drew up the design and had a jeweler create it for you…for us…you, me,” putting both hands on my tummy. “And for our infinitely perfect little boy,” CJ finished, grinning.
“Or girl,” I teased, turning around to kiss him. “Thank you, Babydoll,” soft kiss. “It’s beautiful. I love it,” another soft kiss. “I love you,” kissing CJ passionately.
We got in the pool, not turning on the blue lights, since Mr. Romantic wanted to watch a movie. It was cute when he turned on New Moon, without my suggesting it. I had only seen that movie on our television. So it was sort of spectacular to watch it in a huge, cinematic way while lounging in the swimming pool.
When the movie was over, CJ turned on some soft lights and laid our big towels over the poolside recliners. He went to the door of the pool house, while I got out of the pool and started drying off. When he returned a few minutes later, CJ was carrying a pizza and cans of sparkling water.
“Oh my God! Yes! I am starving!” I told him.
“Me too. Swimming always makes me so hungry,” CJ agreed.
“Thank you, Baby. This is perfect.”
“Just thought it would be a nice change, not always talking over a formal dinner.”
I nodded in agreement, with a mouth full of pizza, as CJ continued.
“The nursery is all set up here,” he started. “And I don’t want to step on anyone’s toes. But I’d…really like to help out with everything you’ll need at home.”
“I don’t understand. Why would that be stepping on anyone’s toes?”
“Your dad might find that a bit presumptuous. He…and you don’t really NEED me to buy anything. But I want to. I’d like to be involved.”
“Oh Baby, that’s so sweet!” I said, covering my mouth, still working down a bite of pizza. “I understand that, now. But Daddy is happy whenever I’m happy. I’ll let him know, and he will only think better of you. Trust me.”
“OK. How is everything at home?” CJ asked.
“It’s been…calm, really. Daddy moved some stuff out of my room today, cleared a spot for the crib, and all my Barbie sh…stuff out of the closet,” I finished, giggling.
“Your Barbies!” CJ laughed.
“I know. I know. It’s ridiculous. They’re the only toys I’ve ever held on to. I even have a Ken doll. He’s always worn a tuxedo, but none of my Barbie dolls ever wanted to marry him.”
“Poor Ken.”
“Barbie was always too busy driving around in her convertible, or doing some surfing on the beach, or teaching school, or doing some modeling,” I finished, both of us laughing hard.
“Well if by some slim chance we have a girl, it would be a cute thing to hand down,” CJ admitted. “How did work take the news?”
“James didn’t know what to say, but he was really affectionate. He gave me a hug and a smile. Harp was so sweet, congratulated me, and gave me a soft hug, like he was afraid he was going to hurt me. Bryce was…Bryce. He made the shame, shame sign with his index fingers and laughed.”
“What did your mom say?”
“Daddy called her and put it on speakerphone, so she knew everything she said would be heard by both of us. She was upset when I told her I was pregnant. I know she was crying…and pissed at my dad. But my parents have never fought in front of me. So it wasn’t too bad.”
“Will she want to go with you, us, to the OB appointments?”
“There’s no chance of that. But I promised to let her know how everything was going. Definitely not the way I had expected to reconnect with my mother,” I said, laughing.
“My mom was wondering if she could come. Would that be OK? I may not always be able to, and she wants to make sure you feel supported.”
“That’s so sweet!” I beamed. “I should probably start heading home,” I said, taking CJ by the hand to walk with me back to the changing area.
I turned on the shower and took my swimsuit off, giving CJ a look, prompting him to get naked and join me.
“So beautiful,” CJ said quietly, as the warm water fell over us.
“Me?” I teased. “Or the necklace you gave me?”
“You, Heather,” as he kissed my neck. “You,” little kiss on the other side of my neck.
“Well, enjoy it now,” I began. “You may not think so when I’m as big as a house.”
“I think you’re going to look even sexier when you start showing,” CJ said, smiling. “And of course there are…” he continued, turning me around, “other ways to…” gently nudging my legs apart, “make love,” as he slid his cock inside me.
“Ohhh my God, Baby,” I groaned quietly, steadying myself with my hands on the shower wall.
“There isn’t a bad way to do this with you, Baby,” CJ moaned in my ear, feeding his hands on my soapy breasts.
CJ began a slow tempo of thrusts, grinding himself in me each time, planting kisses on the back of my neck and the sensitive spot behind my ears. I pushed back against him, aroused by the new sensation of being taken from behind that way.
“Ohhhh! You are in so DEEP!” I panted.
“I’ve been missing you so much,” thrusting hard, driving my body into the wall. “Needing you,” rapidly thrusting, fucking me harder. “Needing this body,” pressing his hands into my tits.
“Fuck!” I gasped.
“Yes,” CJ groaned, loudly. “Needing to FUCK you,” he said, slamming his cock into me again.
The hard thrusts continued, “Fuck me, CJ,” slam. “Take me, Baby,” slam. “Take my body. My pussy,” hard fast fucking.
“Ohhhh yes, Heather! Yes!” pressing me against the wall, holding me there while he climaxed inside me.
I can’t get MORE pregnant, I laughed to myself, as CJ’s many days worth of lust spewed inside me. I felt it drip out down my legs when CJ withdrew his cock from me. I turned around and kissed CJ, passionately. Both of us were exhausted, breathing hard. I had not finished, though. But since it was nearing midnight, I knew I would have to satisfy myself at home.
I knocked on Daddy’s door to tell him goodnight. When he told me to “come in”, I could see the bulge in the sheets. No doubt, he was doing what I’m gonna be doing in about five minutes, I laughed to myself.
We chatted for a bit, but I felt like I was intruding on his private moment. So I told him goodnight. I’m not sure why I have become so obsessed with masturbation, but have fun with that, I thought, closing the door behind me
I certainly plan to, I giggled to myself, crawling onto my bed.
End of Part – 14
