“Patrick, would you carry me to the bathroom?” asked Ginny.
“Of course,” he said as he picked her up.
*
Patrick had just put Ginny down when Doc came back. Crutches under his arm and a brace of some sort in his hand.
“I figured you might need this too,” he explained. “Only for when you are up and about.”
“Okay,” said Ginny. She held still as Doc Rogers fitted it to her foot. Once he got it to where he thought it should be, he handed Ginny the crutches.
Ginny took them and then did a turn about the room. Clumsy, and awkward at first, she got the hang of it quickly.
“Haven’t been on crutches in years,” she said. “Sort of like riding a bike. Once you learn, you never forget.”
Doc laughed. “I brought you more aspirin and some cream for the scratches on your face,” he said. He put them on the table.
“Thanks Doc. What do we owe you” asked Patrick.
“Sam’s got your address. I’ll send you a bill when I get ’round to it,” said Doc. “Usually do my billing at the end of the month.”
“Okay Doc. Thanks,” said Ginny.
Doc nodded, packed up his bag and left.
Patrick sat down next to Ginny. “So, what do you want to do for the rest of the day?” he asked.
“Curl up and watch a movie, or take a nap,” said Ginny.
“What? No wild screaming sex?” teased Patrick.
“No, I’ll save that for tomorrow,” she said as she hit him with a pillow.
*
Luc closed the office early. Between him and Kevin, they’d gotten everything done by 2pm. Meg had stayed home today as the morning sickness had turned into afternoon sickness and was threatening to become all day sickness. Jeff had been by to check on her and said it was normal. Luc still wanted to get home and hold Meg in his arms. He stopped by the flower shop and got a bouquet of roses, daisies and baby’s breath.
When he went into the house half an hour later, there was no one in the living room. He didn’t hear anything, so he walked quietly to the bedroom and peeked in. Meg was curled up asleep on the bed. Her book had fallen to one side. Luc backed out quietly and went to find a vase for the flowers. He put the flowers in the vase and placed them on the dining room table. Then he headed for the bathroom to shower.
Luc dropped his clothes in the hamper and climbed into the shower. It had been a hectic few days and he enjoyed the hot water flowing over his head and neck. The heat of the water relaxed the tense muscles. Luc soaped up the loofah and started to scrub when he heard the bathroom door open. He peeked out the curtain to see a very sleepy Meg standing there.
“Hey beautiful. How are you?” he asked.
“Sleepy. Why didn’t you wake me when you came home?” she asked.
“Because you were sleeping,” he said.
“How long have you been home?” she asked.
“Fifteen or twenty minutes. Not very long,” he said. “You want to join me in the shower?”
“Yeah,” she said. Meg undressed and got into the shower. The water cascaded off of her breasts and down her stomach.
“Is it my imagination, or are you already getting bigger?” asked Luc.
“I think I’m getting bigger. My bras are tight and my jeans don’t feel like they sit right,” said Meg.
Luc bent down and kissed her nipples. Then he ran his hands down her sides and over her lower abdomen. “Just a little baby belly,” he said. Then he kissed her navel.
“Oh Luc,” said Meg softly. His caresses were making her skin break out in goosebumps.
Luc ran his hands over her body, touching and loving her with his fingertips. His body responded to her little moans. “Meg, are you up to a bit of loving?” he asked as he cuddled her to his chest.
“In the shower?” she asked.
“Yes. The water feels good, and the touch of your skin under my fingertips is enticing.”
“Okay,” she said with a smile. “I do feel better than I did earlier.”
Luc smiled and went to his knees in front of her. He raised her one leg to the edge of the tub and started to lick her clit as the water ran down their bodies.
Meg arched forward as his tongue teased her. She grabbed his shoulders to steady herself. As she began to orgasm, Luc slid two fingers into her pussy.
“Oh my,” she gasped. “Oh, oh, oh…”
Luc smiled and then stood up. He turned her around and Meg leaned on the wall. Her gag reflex was so sensitive, that neither of them thought about her returning his kisses. He guided his cock between her legs and into her pussy. She felt hotter than the water as he slid into her.
“Uhhh,” moaned Luc. Holding her by the hips, he slowly built up a rhythm. Meg leaned against the wall and moved with Luc. They were working on perfecting slow lovemaking. Moving too fast made her queasy at the moment and they were both too horny to give it up. Luc’s suggestion that they give up sex until she was over the morning sickness had sparked an argument. Slower sex had been the compromise.
It was Meg that increased the pace and Luc responded. He wrapped an arm around her and reached down to stroke her clit. The combination of sensations sent Meg over the top and orgasming in seconds. Luc held her as his own orgasm built. He moved faster and as Meg spasmed with aftershocks, he felt his own orgasm burn it’s way up his spine.
He moaned as came. Being in the shower kept him from shifting. Luc braced himself against the wall as his knees went weak as the orgasm faded.
Meg disengaged and turned around. She wrapped her arms around Luc and kissed him. “That felt sooo nice,” she said.
“Yes, but if we don’t get out soon, the water will be icy,” said Luc as he noticed the drop in temperature.
“Yeah, we’d better,” said Meg. “Plus, I feel hungry.”
“Hungry? That’s good,” he said. They rinsed off and got out of the shower. Ten minutes later, dressed in bathrobes, they walked to the kitchen. Meg stopped short as she saw the flowers.
“Oh Luc,” she said walking over and inhaling the scent. “Thank you.”