I kiss my wife as the bathroom fills up with steam. Her soft tongue flicks into my mouth and I excitedly pull her tightly against my body.
Skylar sighs, fitting herself against my frame. She pulls away when she notices my aching, hard length pressing into her through our clothes. “Well, hello there,” she says flirtily.
“Hi, Strawberry.”
A sly smile pulls at her lips at the sound of her nickname. That’s all it takes for her to get rid of her clothes. I try to shed mine even faster, turning it into a race as she laughs.
I pull her against me under the hot, gentle stream of water. “I need you, Strawberry.”
“I need you too, Captain.”
Backing her against the tile, I wrap her around me. She is warm and delicious. Some days, while I’m fixing up something in the building, I daydream about taking her like this.
Skylar closes her eyes, smiling softly like an angel, with rivulets of water from the shower clinging to her curves.
When I lean down to claim one nipple with my mouth, she hisses. Her body twitches under me — a little more than usual.
I let go, reading her response as slightly more pain than pleasure. “Did I hurt you?”
She shakes her head and opens her eyes. “Just feeling really sore and sensitive lately, that’s all.’
I don’t like this. A million thoughts run through my head. “Do you need to go to the doctor?”
My heart is racing.
But then she grins. “I was going to wait until we were at dinner but I might as well tell you now…I’m pregnant.”
At first, I stare at her as the information washes over me.
I’m going to be a dad?
“For real?”
She nods.
“You…you took a test?”
Again, she nods, biting back laughter.
“When? How?”
“I’m about a month and a half along. It’s early. But everything looks good.”
I’m overwhelmed with happiness. “We’re going to be parents? I’m going to be a dad?”
She nods, laughing.
I join her in laughter. “I want to pick you up and spin you around right now but I also don’t want to break my back in the shower.”
“So sit down and let’s practice safety in the water, Captain,” she jokes.
The built-in teak shower bench is sturdy and comfortable, and has been a pretty fun addition. And if I know anything about pregnancy, she’s going to appreciate it in the third trimester. I’m proud to be able to build her whatever she needs, for as long as I can. I’m 44 now and I’m just getting started.
My wife sits astride me and joyfully takes me in her hand, guiding me into her heat.
I’m nearly blind with the absolute happiness I feel when we join together like this. The way she reacts to me, you’d think it was the first time all over again.
“Yes, Finn…”
