The next few months were hectic as Eva went through her early months of pregnancy. We both had our internships, me student teaching at a high school in Brooklyn and her in a psychology practice. Then the afternoons were at our job at the 'Y' after school program. Our parenting of Cammy. Schoolwork at night. It was exhausting.
And then there were the hormones. Eva was all over the place emotionally, sometimes crying over the smallest of things, sometimes overjoyed over trivial, minor happenings. And she was horny, like all the time. It was great at first, but every night, sometimes in the morning before we had to get ready for the long day. I heard that some women go through that during their pregnancy and I figured it was heaven on earth. But sometimes it was wearing me to a frazzle.
Then, after her sixteenth birthday, I was helping teach Cammy to drive. She was going to Driver's Education a couple of days a week after school, but she needed more practice than she was getting from her instructor. So on the weekends I was taking her to empty parking lots at first and then on quiet streets. After that we'd do the weekly food shopping so Eva could get some rest. I barely had time to watch football on Sundays, which had been my 'thing', something I really enjoyed and, most important, found relaxing.
We got through Thanksgiving, hosting Eva's family and my aunt and uncle and their kids. It was a lot of work, but we did it, the three of us, plus some help from Phyllis and aunt Annette. After dinner, I insisted Eva get some rest while Cammy, Walt and Will and I did the dishes and other cleanup. When I sat next to my wife afterwards, she held my hand and gave me a loving smile and kiss, the best reward I could ask for. She was showing a little bit by then, just a small bump, and I rested my hand on her tummy.
By Chanukah, a few weeks later, her morning sickness was over. I got her a bracelet with three charms on it, one each for her, Cammy and me. Another would be added after our child was born, like the neckless we gave my sister for her birthday . She loved it, loved the idea that more could be added as we had more children. She got me a first edition of Arrowsmith by Sinclair Lewis, one of my favorite books. It had to be expensive and hard to find. It deeply touched me.
That night we were making love, me slowly moving on top of her, being overly careful about keeping my weight off of her tummy. "Bear, you don't have to be that careful with me, at least not yet" she smiled as she lifted to meet my thrusts. "You're not going to hurt the baby if your belly touches mine." She closed her eyes and enjoyed the way my cock slid along her clit.
I looked at her face, glowing with love, down at her growing breasts with nipples that were darker and thicker than they used to be, and her belly which was still showing just a small bump. I could tell, of course, because I knew her petite body so well, but it wasn't obvious to most people yet. "I'm not taking any chances. I can bear my own weight. By the way, I'm madly in love with you, my Angel." I leaned over carefully and kissed her warm lips.
"I love you too. More and more every day. My handsome Bear. Oh, there, right there. A little faster, please." She grabbed my ass with both hands, prompting me to fuck her a little harder. "Oh my god, that's wonderful."
"You talk a lot" I said with a chuckle.
"And you love it when I do. The dirtier the better."
"Guilty as charged. I love my kinky wife."
"Then fuck me harder, dammit. I want to cum on your lovely cock." Moved faster, arching my back to bury my cock deeper inside her very warm, very wet pussy. She still had great muscle control and when I made my cock flex inside her, she squeezed me as hard as ever.
"Oh god, honey, I'm almost there." I fucked her as hard as I dared, her legs came back and she grunted out loud as she came before me, then I followed, adding my love to hers. Then I flipped to my back and pulled her on top of me so I could rest my arms and feel the warmth of Eva's body on mine. It felt even more special than most of the times we made love. No particular reason. It just was one of those nights. "I am so in love with you, Angel." We kissed a whole bunch of loving kisses.
"And I'm deeply in love with you. Thank you for taking such good care of me, Bear. For doing so much of the work around here. You're going to be an amazing father."
"Even though I'm scared shit? I'd feel safer jumping off the edge of the Grand Canyon."
"Don't be ridiculous. You have great instincts and you're so loving. Look how great you've been all your life as a big brother to Camilla."
"That was easy. But I'll be fine because I'll be following your lead. You are going to be the best mommy." We laid there quietly, enjoying the moment. Peaceful and loving. It may have been a bitter cold night outside but we were very warm together.
The next night we went over to my aunt and uncle's to exchange gifts and have some of my aunt's potato pancakes, which were just like my mom's. Thin, crispy, oily and delicious. Cammy and I made them the night before, but they weren't quite as perfect as aunt Annette's. We helped her to see how we could improve our recipe for the future.
When we exchanged gifts, my aunt and uncle handed Eva and me an envelope. Cammy was smiling with an expectant smile. She was clearly in on something. The envelope had a reservation sheet for a four day weekend over the Christmas break for a hotel in the Pocono mountains. For two.
It was a great gift, a chance for us to get away by ourselves before Eva was too pregnant to enjoy it. She wouldn't be able to do everything, like tobogganing or use a hot tub, but we would be alone, we could walk in the woods, and just enjoy some peace and quiet. "This is so thoughtful" I said, "but what about Camilla? We can't leave her alone for four days."
"We already talked to your sister, and she'll stay here with us for a few days" my aunt said. "Take a mini vacation while you're able. You two work too hard."
It was a very sweet gift and it was expensive, during the holiday season. Cammy said "Go. You need to be alone for a few days. We worked it out before they made the reservations. I want you to go while you can." My sister. My other Angel.
So December 27th, we left 10AM after dropping my sister off at our aunt and uncle's house. We even felt like parents leaving their child with someone else for the first time, a little sad. We had become used to being her 'parents'.
It was a 2 1/2 hour drive to the resorts of the Poconos in Pennsylvania from New York. We felt like when we were dating, singing songs and holding hands. Eva then slid across my car seat (I still had my old Ford, but I'd have to look into replacing it soon) and held my arm. It was romantic, just like it was almost four years before when we started. Eva was wearing a long skirt with boots almost to her knees and I put my hand on her left knee. She giggled, a sexy laugh.
"Bear, are you trying to tease me? Because I'm very horny. Just thinking about being alone with you has me that way. And now your hand is on my knee." She grabbed my hand with hers and moved my arm so my hand was on her thigh. "Oh, look, it's moving up! Do you want to move higher?"
"That depends. Are you feeling like being a Devil?" I grinned, my own dirty thoughts coming to mind.
"Definitely. I could use a very sexy man right now." She guided my hand up, along the inside of her thigh. My touch was light but knowing. As my fingers found the outside of her panties, Eva let out a huge sigh. I wished I could have looked at her face, but I had to keep my eyes on the road.
I rubbed over the cotton of her panties, wondering in my kinky mind which pair she had on. Plain white? Black? A striped pair? Or those really sexy red ones with white hearts? I'd have to wait more than an hour to find out.
My fingers found her heat, the slit of her pussy as Eva spread her legs as wide as she could. She pulled her skirt around her waist; a trucker driving next to us would be able to see clearly what we were doing. We didn't care; this was too much fun. Up and down my fingers went, pressing her panties into her crease, which was getting very wet.
Eva was moaning and squirming all around on the bench seat. "My dirty, dirty Bear" she whimpered, her eyes closed (I took a quick peek). "Fuck my cunt with your fingers!" She pulled her panties aside for me and I slipped a finger, then another into her soaked pussy. She gasped and lifted her right leg, pushing her foot on the dashboard, opening her pussy more for me. My fingers were pushing into her soft flesh, in and out, making sloppy wet sounds as they fucked her. Eva was lost in her own personal heaven, moaning "Dirty Bear" and similar words, over and over.
While she was lost in her reverie, we got shocked by an air horn from a truck on our right side. My fingers jumped out, dripping wet and she pushed her skirt down quickly as we looked over at a broadly smiling trucker before he drove ahead of us.
"Oh, shit, he scared me almost to death!" Eva exclaimed. Then she burst out laughing and I followed, both of us nearly falling off the seat. "Dammit, now I'm horny as hell!" We kept on laughing most of the rest of the way there, about forty more minutes.
There had been no snow in New York, but as we drove through Pennsylvania and climbed into the mountains, we started seeing snow on the ground. Traces at first, then more and more until the sides of the highway had large mounds of plowed snow plus more on the trees beyond the road. When we got to our hotel, there was at least a foot on the ground. Up the mountains behind the building, the ground was covered and we could see the skiers moving quickly down on powdery snow. Neither of us skied and we weren't going to learn, not then. Eva couldn't risk falling. We'd have to be careful walking.
