Kara is recently married, and wants to get pregnant.
It was a good thing my husband liked tanlines. I loved to sunbathe in the nude, but I could hardly take off my bikini in front of our neighbours’ son. As I basked in the sun Nicky turned the lawnmower around, and I stole a glance of his tight behind. I noticed his body was beginning to develop, and admired his athletic build. He was quite tall for his age. With ease he turned towards me again, and his front came into view. As my eyes were drawn to the nice bulge in his pants, I felt my breasts swell, and a pleasant heat shot through my nipples as they stiffened under my top. ” get a grip, Kara!” I thought blushing ” He’s the boy next door for goodness sake!”What was the matter with me? I was getting turned on so easily… maybe I was ovulating.
I tried to focus on something else, and closed my eyes. I decided to count the days since my last period, and was in fact startled to realize I was indeed ovulating that day. My heart started beating a little faster. Rob would be coming home soon. We had been married for six months now, and we were trying to have a baby. We had been at it since the honeymoon, but the last two months Rob had been increasingly occupied with his work. He was leaving on business again for two weeks tomorrow morning. I crossed my fingers. Perhaps tonight would be the night.
I enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my skin, and got some strong signals from my womb that it was ready for the joys of womanhood. I got even friskier. I pressed a hand between my thighs, and without realizing it, slowly started rocking my hips. Then I suddenly realized I was fondling myself in the garden! Hastily I withdrew my hand, and felt myself blushing. Had Nicky noticed? I took a discreet look at Nicky, and sure enough he was leering at me.
I gave him my most angelic smile, but when he turned a deep crimson, I winked at him. When he turned the lawnmower away again, I snickered. I did’t know what had come over me, but I was pleased with his eager looks. My body demanded fullfillement, and my vital areas were begging for some male attention. I decided I’d better go back inside, before I made a pass at Nicky! I waved goodbye to him, and went into the house. As I leaned against the door my mind was racing.
Rob would be in for a surprise tonight. My husband knew I was always more ‘receptive’ in the middle of my cycle. I got real horny, and was quicker to ******. The day I ovulated I was usually on a hair trigger. This time I really hoped to get pregnant. Imagining a baby sucking my breasts in nine months sent a heatwave from my hard nipples to my *****. I couldn’t wait for Rob to come home. I was ready to do it right in the hallway, without foreplay or anything. It didn’t need to last long. I was sure I would climax as soon as I felt him gushing in me. When I finally heard the key in the lock, my heart skipped a beat. My husband entered, and I jumped in his arms.
Rob returned my kiss, and then he sighed, “Hi there, kitten. It’s so good to be home. I’ve had a splitting headache all day.”
I was a little taken aback, but didn’t worry. I had prepared his favourite dinner, and I had yet to meet a man whose headache couldn’t be cured by a good *******. I kissed his forehead and asked, “Oh darling, that’s too bad, when did it start?”
He looked at me with tired eyes. “It’s been bothering me since lunch”
“Maybe you’ll feel better in an hour” I purred. “let me give you a backrub”
“that’s sweet darling, but I think I’m gonna turn in, I figure if I get a lot of sleep tonight, I’ll be fit tomorrow.”
“But you didn’t even had your dinner! ” I objected
“I had a burger on my way home. Besides I’m really not that hungry, just tired. By the way, will you pay Nicky for mowing the lawn? I told him to come over at nine.”
I realized this was not the moment. I promised to take care of Nicky, and Rob kissed me goodnight. He went upstairs, and I heard the bedroom door close. After I had dinner, and done the dishes, I went up to check on him. He appeared to be sleeping comfortably. Soon I would get naked, crawl in bed next to him, and gently wake him up for a quicky. He always liked it when I did that. I could feel a warmth growing between my legs, but it was almost nine and Nicky was coming over. I had to wait until he left.
I returned to the living room, and installed myself comfortably on the couch. I still felt the warm glow between my thighs. It made my skin tingle. I slowly pulled up my dress. My hand fell into my lap, and my fingers began wandering over my panties along the folds of my ***** lips. With my other hand I started fondling my breasts. My fingers roamed over my clothing from my hardened nipples to my moistening cleft until finally I couldn’t stand it any longer. I slid my panties to my ankles, spread my legs and began I rubbing my ****.
As I played with myself, I imagined Rob’s strong tongue lapping up and down the petals of my *****. I let one finger slip between my folds, and then another. I began to groan. As I slowly pushed both fingers into my hot ***** I imagined my husband grunting and thrusting into me.
I felt the flutter of my impending ******, when suddenly the doorbell rang. It sounded like a fire alarm going off, and I almost fell off the couch. I pulled up my panties like greased lightning, and brushed down my dress. Flustered and breathless I fixed my hair, and made for the door.
I opened it and there stood Nicky. He must have noticed I was all hot and bothered, but to my relief he didn’t let on. I let him in, and went into the kitchen. I returned with a soda and his pay for mowing the lawn, but to my surprise Nicky refused to be paid. I insisted, but he assured me it had been his pleasure. As I thanked him, I saw him ogling my breasts. My nipples were still hard, and very visible under my light summerdress. All of a sudden I remembered my little indiscretion in the afternoon, and I understood. “I hope you will at least accept an Ice-tea?” I asked, trying to keep an even tone, “You look like you might need some cooling-off.” In hindsight I shouldn’t have teased. Containing my smirk, I opened the can a little abruptly, and splashed Ice-tea all over him. We cracked up.