“No, Frankie, fuck me, fuck me hard, Oh God Frankie, three weeks, I thought I’d explode, just do it to me now, I want you inside me now!” she muttered in my ear while nibbling my earlobe. Never one to disappoint a lady, I slid upright and yanked my polo shirt off, laid down flat and kicked off my slacks, and toed-off my shoes and socks, leaving only my shorts on, with a massive tent in the front letting Kat know what she was doing to me, just in case she was unclear!
She got it right away, her eyes glinting as she yanked her mini-skirt off, unzipping and shrugging-off her leather jacket, and pulling her top off in one smooth move, allowing me to see once again her beautiful little pink-tipped breasts. That was all I needed; with an inarticulate growl I lunged for her, Kat shrieking as I grabbed her and rolled over so she was on top of me, pressed flat against me as we kissed wildly.
My cock felt three sizes bigger than normal after begging me for her for three weeks, and Kat obviously felt my need, no doubt matched by her own, as she straddled me, and with no further ceremony, slid herself down onto my stiff cock, hissing in satisfaction as she sank down on me until her bare little pussy was rubbing against the mat of hair at the base of my cock.
As she slid down she began screwing her hips from side to side, fucking me as I lay supine, totally enthralled by the sight of her gyrating above me, her fingers pinching and squeezing her nipples as she rocked back and forth on me. My hands slid around her hips, holding her to me as I began to push up against her as she ground against me, both of us straining and pumping as we relieved the tension and build-up of need over the last three weeks.
Kat suddenly stiffened, her eyes tight shut as her orgasm rose up and blasted through her, her body quivering and shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure swept through her, and her pussy clamped down tight around me, the sudden, delicious constriction setting me off, and I shouted out loud as I exploded inside her, pulse after pulse of sperm rocketing into her depths.
The feel of me exploding inside her obviously triggered another massive blast of pleasure, as she screamed piercingly as once again orgasm took her to a new height of pleasure. The convulsions in her pussy nibbled and sucked at me, milking every last drop of sperm out of me, until I slumped back, more dead than alive, as reaction to our mind-blowing mutual orgasm set in.
Kat slumped down on top of me, her sweet-smelling hair in a cloud about my face as she rested her head in the hollow of my neck, my cock still embedded balls-deep in her as our thundering hearts slowed together, and our racing pulses slowed to something more like normal. It felt like heaven to me, to lie there with my arms around the sweetest, most beautiful girl I’d ever known, and she was mine; life just couldn’t get any better than this.
Kat lay atop me for a while longer, slowly squirming and stretching, and making little liquid cat-like sounds as my cock finally shrank from her. By now she’d have said something, and I started to grow a little concerned that she seemed to be avoiding looking at me. At last I couldn’t stand the suspense any longer.
“Kat, what is it, there’s something wrong isn’t there?”
Her head popped up and a look almost of guilt flashed across her face, and my heart sank as I jumped to all sorts of conclusions. She’d met someone else, or she’d been with someone else, or she was leaving me for someone else, or she was just leaving me, period, and this had been my goodbye, mercy fuck before breaking the news to me, she was going…
Kat saw all this in my eyes, confusion now showing in hers.
“Frankie, what’s wrong, talk to me, Frankie!” she whispered, suddenly looking as panicked as I felt.
“Why don’t you tell me, Kat!” I husked, fearing the worst, but needing to hear it anyway. Kat looked at me strangely at my words, tears suddenly brimming in her eyes.
“Don’t hate me, baby, please…!” she began, and my world dipped and spun as I knew what she was going to say next; I was right, here came the worst news I never thought I’d hear…”
“Frankie, Sarah took me to the doctor while I was there, Oh Frankie, I didn’t know, please, don’t hate me for this, I know we always said…!”
I cut across her almost harshly.
“What’s his name, Kat, tell me that at least!”
Kat looked at me strangely.
“Doctor Fuller, who else, Frankie?”
I was aghast; he was at least 65, an old man; she was leaving me for an old man. I laughed harshly.
“I hope you’re both happy together, for however long it lasts!”
Now it was Kat’s turn to look at me in complete incomprehension.
“Baby, what the hell are you talking about?” she demanded, and I grinned mirthlessly.
“You… and that old geezer… what a joke!”
Now Kat was starting to look annoyed.
“Frankie, just what the fuck are you talking about? Answers, now, Novak!”
I looked into her deep, lush, limpid green eyes, storing the memory for when she was gone, not that I needed to; those eyes were imprinted on my soul. I drew a deep breath, steadying myself to say the words I never thought I’d ever hear.
“You’re leaving me; you came home to get your stuff, and now you’re going back to Springfield, to… him…!” I choked, unable to continue.
Kat’s eyes narrowed dangerously, then suddenly widened in shock as she realised what I’d just said.
“Frankie, oh God, no, no, no, no! Baby, I can’t leave you, I love you, where did you ever get…?”
Now it was my turn to look shocked.
“But you said… it sounded like… I thought you… oh God, come here!”
I gathered her in to me, holding her as tight as I could as I let all the fear and loss drain out of me; she wasn’t leaving me! Thank you, God, Thank You!
Kat was hugging herself to my neck, her lips buried in the hollow of my neck, and I could feel her trembling.
“Frankie, why did you think I was leaving you? How could you ever think I’d leave you? I told you once that you were all I ever wanted, that hasn’t changed, what were you thinking, baby, what did I say to make you…?”
I was feeling too happy to feel foolish, although that would probably come later.
“Baby-Girl, you asked me not to hate you, that’s like the classic first line of a ‘Dear John’; I thought you were home to give me one last fling, get your stuff and go…”
Kat rose up, her forearms resting on my chest so she was looking me in the eyes again, her eyes clouded, worried, scared.
“Frankie, I don’t want you to hate me, but I’m so afraid you will after you hear what I tell you. I know we said we’d wait, I know you’d like us to have our own place, not this rented apartment, but it’s too late. I was sick back home, so Sally took me to see Doctor Fuller, and he did some tests. Frankie, I’m sorry, I know what we said, that we had plenty of time, but that’s all changed now; baby, I’m pregnant…!”
I could have smacked myself on the head like one of the Three Stooges; of course! Doctor Fuller, Mom’s gynaecologist! Now I really felt stupid; two seconds later what she said actually hit me; we were pregnant!
Kat was looking at me apprehensively, chewing her lip in a completely adorable and overpoweringly sexy way, smiling tentatively as I grinned happily at her.
“Cammere, you!” I growled, pulling her closer so I could kiss her properly, and maybe bite her adorable lip as well, just a little…
She pulled away from me to look deeply into my eyes, her own emerald eyes darkening to grass-green as she looked searchingly into mine. I always knew Kat’s mood from the color of her eyes, right now she was scared and apprehensive, so I pulled her in and held her tight as I did my best to kiss her fears away.
“Are you angry, Frankie? I know we agreed, and I didn’t mean…” she began, but I kissed her and stopped that line there and then. When we finally broke apart, I held her close to me as we talked. We talked about Mom, about Dad, Sally, Joe, little Joey, family, reminding ourselves about our family, and now the thought of the new life beginning right here, our own little family growing day by day.
I did everything to allay her fears, because I really did want a family, with her, when she was ready; that had been my only reason for stipulating that we wait, that Kat had to be ready to take that on. She was obviously ready for it; as we talked I saw how her hand curled protectively around her smooth, flat belly, already unconsciously protecting that little spark of life glowing in there.
After that, life became normal, for us, anyway, or as normal as it could be, given our relationship; quickie courthouse wedding in Lake Tahoe, new home, mortgage, job, all the things you’d expect of a young suburban couple just starting their family. The day Kat found out she was having twins was a Red-Letter day for us, and the scan printout, with the two little hearts clearly visible, and the twin heart traces superimposed one on top of the other, is still my most treasured and carefully-kept possession, even after all these years.