In the interest of finishing this story line, I've limited the sex scenes in this chapter. There's a lot squeezed into this chapter so the story jumps a little from one scene vivid in Rick's memory to another. As always I'll urge my readers to practice safe sex. Sorry for any typos or grammatical errors I missed. Comments are welcome as always too.
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The time between Cassie's birthday and the New Year passed quickly that year. Both Cassie and I were busy with work and continuing to transform our new house in a warm, welcoming home. Christmas with her family was wonderful but the gift we wanted the most was months away yet. As the calendar turned to 2006 I found myself thinking about how my life would change this year. I felt ready to become a father and knowing Cassie would be at my side alleviated any residual fears. The soft swell of Cassie's tummy was noticeable now and I found her more attractive than ever with visible evidence that she was carrying our child.
Shortly into the new year we took a shopping trip to get her some much needed maternity clothes. She had hinted that she would some new outfits for Christmas but I was worried about getting the sizing right. I did give her a gift card for one of the biggest maternity wear stores in the city and that's where we started. Before we got there she warned me it could take a while and I assured her we had all day if needed. As her tummy grew, her self confidence with me never wavered. I wanted her to have clothes that she felt comfortable in though. Cassie tried on one outfit after another asking me my opinion but she stared into my eyes where she could tell instantly which I liked best. She managed to find a few outfits she liked, enough to use up the gift card. I was willing to visit a second or third store but she said that was enough for one day.
"What's that smile for?" she asked when she caught me staring at her from the doorway to our rec room later that night. Christmas had added another stack of horror movies to the backlog we were still working through since her birthday.
"For you Mrs. Kellogg," I said earning a smile from her. "The soon to be mother of my child."
"Oh Dickie you're going to make me cry," she said lifting one side of the blanket and inviting me to cuddle with her.
"Which one next?" I asked holding up a stack we hadn't watched yet and flipping through them.
"Oh lets watch that one," she said stopping me on Scream.
"Okay," I said popping the disc in and sitting close to Cassie. Her eagerness to watch an old favorite of hers with me for the first time was clear on her face.
"I love you," she said as it started to play.
"I love you too," I said.
The movie was tame compared to most of the others we had watched recently. Cassie's love of the horror genre, no matter how gory the scenes were, was shocking to those that didn't know her well. She was born the day before Halloween though and had developed a love for scary movies from an early age. We had yet to watch a movie that scared her more than me but I had her to comfort me whenever I needed it.
Cuddling under the blanket was a sign that her fluctuating hormones had left her in no mood for sex that night. I knew her sex drive would return with ferocity in a night or two, like one of the villains in her beloved horror films. Now that she was starting to show obvious signs of being pregnant I had growing apprehension over our normally raucous sex life. My desire for her was endless but I was more interested in gentle lovemaking with my pregnant wife. She on the other hand, wanted to be fucked hard when she was in the mood or not at all. A few weeks later with her belly even more pronounced it led to a rare serious disagreement between us.
"No," she said pushing my lips away from hers. "Fuck me harder."
"But..."
"But nothing. Give that cock. I want it, I need it," she begged.
"Okay fine," I said pumping a little harder which made her laugh.
"Who do you think you're fooling?" she said. "I married you twice and I know you can fuck me way harder than that."
"I'm scared," I said.
"Scared of what?" she asked softly.
"What if I hurt the baby?" I said.
"Oh Dickie," she said with a smile. "That's sweet of you but think about it. Would I ask you to do anything that put our baby in danger?"
"Of course not," I admitted with a blush.
"Then give me what I want," she said.
"Maybe you should get on top," I said still hesitant.
"Sure," she said still smiling. "But we're going to talk to Violet about this tomorrow," she added as she began to bounce on my cock with abandon.
The next day we did have a scheduled appointment for a check up with Dr. Violent Sun. As we sat in the waiting room her threat from the night before was completely forgotten. We were going to find out if we were having a boy or girl that day and the excitement of that crowed everything else out of my mind. Cassie was full of nervous energy next to me as she flipped through a magazine with her foot bouncing.
Once we were summoned to the examination room for our appointment Cassie got on the table and smiled at me. Dr. Sun ran through a check list with Cassie without a hitch. My wife was a nurse and model patient that closely followed any advice her doctor gave her. With the preliminaries out of the way, Dr. Sun asked Cassie to lie down and lift her shirt. She applied gel to Cassie's growing baby bump and turned the monitor so we could see the ultrasound image of our child. I squeezed Cassie's hand as we stared at the black and white image. Cassie couldn't tell if it was a boy or girl on her own and obviously I had no clue but we were content to stare for now.
"Can you tell if we're having a boy or a girl?" Cassie asked at last.
"Yes," Dr. Sun said. "Are you sure you want to know?"
"Oh yes," Cassie said. "There's no way I can wait until May."
"What about you?" Dr. Sun asked turning to me.
"I can't wait either," I said.
"Your baby is a perfectly healthy and growing boy," Dr. Sun said.
"A boy," Cassie said looking at me with tears in her eyes. Her reaction would have been the same either way I'm sure.
