Chapter 32

We walked all over the downtown area. Had lunch at a small diner and finally got back to Zack’s apartment around five thirty. I had made a few purchases, some clothes, toiletries and we got some groceries. I had a wonderful time, I was with Zack.

When we got back to the apartment, and put everything away, all I wanted was a good hot shower, a cup of hot tea and a big soft chair to relax in. I went into the bedroom and undressed. I went into the bathroom and looked at my self in the mirror. I was almost four months pregnant and it was becoming obvious. My lower stomach was a bit rounder and although it was hidden by my clothes, when I looked at my naked body, it was obvious.

I heard Zack out in the living room and I called out to him, “Zack, do you think, you might have any idea how I can get my back washed?”

I heard a laugh and then he said, “I know of someone who would just love to make sure that your back is sparkling clean. In fact he will make sure that your front and sides are sparkling clean.”

He was naked by the time he walked into the bathroom. I looked at him and I wanted him right now, right here. It was quite obvious that he wanted me.

“You don’t mind washing a fat woman.”

“You’re not fat.”

“Oh yea, look at this belly…”

He looked at my stomach, he fell to his knees and kissed my belly. He put his arms around my waist and hugged me. Placing his cheek against my stomach. “Oh my God,” he whispered, “You are so beautiful. Your belly is gorgeous.”

He kissed my stomach and said, “Hello, my little one. Daddy loves you.” He kissed me again.

I couldn’t help it, but tears started to build up in my eyes. Being here with my love, my husband was better than I ever imagined. This is what I wanted, this is what I had dreamed about.

Zack looked up at me and then stood. I smiled up at him, the tears running down my face. “Oh my love, I’m so happy. I am on top of the world.”

I took him in my arms and kissed him. Pushing my tongue into his mouth. Tasting and savoring the flavor that was Zack.

He took me in his arms and carried me into the bedroom and lay me on the bed. He just stood there for a moment, just as he did that first time we loved. He was smiling as he looked at me. I thought, he really thinks that I’m beautiful. Even with this growing belly, he thinks I’m beautiful.

I held my arms out to him and he moved to me. He lay next to me and leaned over and kissed me. His hand went to my breast and he softly fondled it. I could feel the warmth spread out from my breast to the rest of my body. This is what I want, this is what I missed. This love is everything to me.

The kiss broke and he started to kiss my cheek, nose, my forehead and my neck. It was like he was tasting me, just soft, quick kisses. I just lay there basking in the light and warm comfort of his love.

That warmth became a heat and the heat became a fire…a desire for him to be in me. I wanted him and I wanted him now. I reached down and took his penis in my hand and stroked it. I loved the smooth hardness, feeling it throb in my hand. I pulled it toward me as I spread my legs. I spread them for my man, my love, my husband.

We are married, as married as two people can be. We have pledged eternal love to each other and out of that love we have created a new life. All that was left was the public statement of that commitment.

Zack pushed into me. He once again entered me, joining with me in the most intimate way. He was part of me, my compliment, the yin to my yang. He completed me; we were one. Never again would we be parted. He would always be a part of me and I of him.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him into me as deeply as he could go. He moaned and a once again told me of his love. The love that he had for only me. Already, I was feeling the stirring of my first orgasm. It would take a while but I knew it was coming.

Slowly at first, he started to move in me. The feeling of his hard erection rubbing against me, inside of me was heavenly. Oh God, how I’d missed him, but now that I had him, I would never let him go.

We began to love. Zack pulled back, slipping his penis out, until only the head was still in me. I couldn’t believe that I felt so empty. He had filled me and I wanted to be filled again. He slammed back into me and I wanted more. I put my hands on his ass and pulled him. I pushed my hips up, trying to get all of him inside of me.

He plummeted me, pistoning his dick into me again and again. I had my arms around him hugging him into me. Wanting to take him into my body to become united with him in a way that I have never been before.

I moaned, “I love you…I love you more than anything, I love you…I love you…I love you.”