After a few more plans and instructions, Lizzie and Emma herded the kids back to the car leaving Doreen, Lena and me feeling blown and out of breath, but very happy; I was going to see mum and dad in a few days, superb. We talked for a while, making plans for when we got to Cyprus, and, as it was getting late, I ran Doreen home before stopping off to order and collect a Hawaiian pizza, a weakness of Lena’s, to make up for not being able to take her out to dinner.
After supper we talked, about the trip, how we were going to react when we saw dad again; Lena had only come home two days ago, but I hadn’t seen dad and mum in weeks, and I was dying to see them again; I suppose it was knowing they were so far away, in another country rather than just up the road; I’d certainly gone longer without a home visit when I was still a student. We chatted in his vein for a while, until at last Lena stood up.
“Come on you; we’ve made plans, we’ve met the family, and we’ve had dinner; now I want to play!”
I grinned; as always, she’d cut right to the heart of what I’d been thinking for the last little while; I’d been getting that stirring that meant other appetites were awakening, thoughts of her crowding in close, the thought of sliding that summer dress off her definitely taking precedence!
After the usual routine of checking all the doors and windows, I followed her upstairs, entranced by the switch of her tight little bum under that short dress as she tripped lightly up the stairs. I detoured into the bathroom to quickly brush my teeth, then followed her it the bedroom, to find her stretched out on the bed, still fully dressed, a small, happy smile on her lips.
“Come here, Darryl, I want to ask you something!” she smiled, so of course I did, dropping down to stretch out next to her, my hand on her hip where I could squeeze and knead her as we talked.
“Ask away, princess, I am yours to command!” I grinned, taking full advantage of my position to pull her a little closer.
“Tell me truthfully, Dar; what did you think of Allie and Marcus?” she asked, almost anxiously.
I grinned at her.
“Hard to tell really, I was too busy watching that little boy almost swooning over his beautiful young aunt! I think you’ve made a serious conquest there; he was in a haze the whole time, he couldn’t take his eyes off you! I might just have to poke him away from you with a sharp stick next time we meet them!”
Lena grinned and pulled me closer by my ear.
“And I suppose you didn’t notice Allie staring adoringly at the handsome young doctor? I think someone has a major crush on you; apparently I have some competition for your affections!”
“Ouch! Touche!” I grinned. “Seriously, though, I think they fell for you big time! I just couldn’t take my eyes off Marcus; he’s so much like dad it’s uncanny!”
Lena nodded.
“I was thinking the same thing; you know, perhaps when he’s gone it won’t be so bad, not now we know there’s so much of him still here, in those two kids. When mum sees them she’s going to flip, you do know that, right? She’s going to go seriously Grandma on them, and I don’t blame her; I felt like biting them a little myself! Whatever else Lizzie did, she got it right with them; your little sister and baby brother are utterly adorable!”
I reached out and squeezed her a little more seriously.
“Their hot aunt isn’t too bad either…” I whispered, Lena grinning and pulling herself closer to me.
“You say the nicest things; is this your bedside manner then, Doctor Morgan, or are you just trying to seduce me?”
I slid the zipper down at the back of her dress as I nibbled her neck and kissed her throat.
“I just want to get you naked so I can check all your bits, you know, check they’re all there, all working, it’s a standard procedure all us doctor’s follow… ”
Lena grinned at me as I continued.
“I prefer to think of it as a very thorough check-up, one that should be done at least once a day, preferably more, do you concur, Miss Morgan?”
Lena twinkled at me as she began shrugging off her dress.
“Only if you promise me some babies like those two — one who looks like you, and one who looks like me at the very least, so keep taking the vitamins, I intend to work you hard, mister!”
I nuzzled her neck as my hand roamed around her, touching, caressing, squeezing, holding, convincing myself all over again that Lena was here, with me, and it was real, she was real.
“What’re you thinking, Dar?” she whispered, noticing my preoccupied look, and I nibbled her gently.
“I was thinking that one baby isn’t enough, two babies will compete for attention, three, well, two will gang-up on the third, so we better have four, so they’ll be evenly matched and they’ll all have at least a fighting chance!”
Lena giggled at the thought.
“Four children, what do I look like, a Queen Bee? If you want four babies, you are going to have to do some serious spadework, Doctor Darryl Morgan, why, you’ll just be working all the time to support such a large family, I can’t let you do that! Tell you what; let’s have this one first, then we can make more afterwards, we have time you know…!”
I grinned into her neck as I grazed there.
“Okay, Mummy-bee, it’s a deal; have this little twig on the old family tree first, then we’ll talk about some more after you’ve experienced the full glory of a screaming, howling, teething, drooling, up-chucking, red-faced little poo-factory; if the idea still appeals, we’ll go for it!”
Lena smiled at my description of babies, knowing I’d spent a year on the Paediatric High-Dependency Unit.
“You’ve just got a distorted perception, Dar, not all babies are demonic little puke-machines! MY baby will be well-behaved, mannerly, and will have an in-depth understanding of my need to sleep! And I know you, Darryl Morgan, you’re just playing Devil’s Advocate to try and trip me up; I know you want a houseful of children, you told me that not two minutes ago!”
“Guilty, you got me, how do you want to punish me?” I grinned, and Lena responded by sliding her hand into my slacks and curling it around my best and most vulnerable friend.
“Get your clothes off, I want to play!” she growled, her hand tightening ever so slightly. I took the hint, rolling away from her so I could unhitch my pants and pull my shirt off. A few seconds frantic wriggling and my clothes were in a puddle on the floor, and I was as naked as Lena, who slid herself closer to me, her hand still holding me, but now, as my cock slowly unfurled and inflated, the pressure from her hand was pleasurable, and as I lengthened and stiffened, she began to slide her hand slowly along my shaft, stiffening me even further.
“There, you see? All you needed was a little encouragement!” she giggled in my ear as I reached for her, holding her firm, squeezable bum cheek tightly as I dipped down to nuzzle her stiff nipples.
Lena sighed as I licked and sucked, her nipples becoming much more sensitive even now, in such an early stage of her pregnancy. She squeezed and rubbed my cock as I suckled on her, both of us becoming more aroused by the second. One thing I’d noticed; since she’d come back, I couldn’t stop thinking about her, couldn’t stop smelling her, she smelled so good, and everything about her lit fires down below that I could barely keep damped-down; a remote part of me knew exactly what was going on here; the pregnancy pheromones she was giving off in great billowing gusts were affecting me, primitive instincts were taking over my perception of her; she was my mate, and I had to protect and isolate her from other males so I could keep mating with her, to make sure it was my child she carried. I knew this intellectually, a couple of the professors at medical school had touched on this phenomenon, but now I was experiencing it at first hand; she was driving me crazy with need for her, and all I was interested in was the fact that I wanted to fuck her every chance I got; Lena, as a good and dutiful partner, raised no objections whatsoever…
Lena still had her panties on, a tiny, lacy little thing, but she’d left them on because she knew how much I liked sliding them off her, the thrill I got from slowly sliding them down her satiny thighs, over her calves and off… try it sometime, you’ll love it, believe me!
As I slipped my hands into the back of her panties, squeezing and pulling her cheeks apart, Lena groaned and pulled herself even closer to me, rubbing my erect cock against the damp silk-covered lips of her seeping pussy, and the feel of her mound as it rubbed against me was almost too much for me. Now I had to see, touch and taste that concealed treasure, and as I began kissing and licking my way down her body, Lena smiled in anticipation of what was coming. I continued down, sliding down the bed as I kissed her navel, letting my tongue linger in there for a few seconds, knowing how much she liked the feel of me licking inside there, before once more kissing and gently licking until at last I reached my goal. Lena groaned as I nipped her labia through her panties, pulling the delicate flesh between my lips through the damp and fragrant material of her panties.
“Ooooh Darryl, stop it, don’t , please, properly please, baby, ooohh!” she muttered as I licked her through her panties, teasing and gently tormenting her, knowing how much she liked to play, and taking my time. To further tease her, I slowly pushed her panties between her labia with my tongue, letting the material rub against her stiff and swollen clitoris, making her squirm and gasp, and beg me to yank her panties off and suck her properly. Of course I did just that; it was fun to tease my baby, but not to torture her, and this was not funny anymore, not for me, and certainly not for her, so I slid her panties all the way off, and kissed her slowly up along the inside of her thighs, alternating between thighs until I reached the juncture of her thighs, the sweet-smelling target and object of my desire, the field of dreams. Her scent was drifting over me, tickling my nostrils and beguiling my senses, at once subtle and strong, fresh, sharp and enticing, once again reaching all the way down inside me and flicking switches in my limbic system and playing havoc with my emotions.