children later in life on purpose. You read about celebrities doing it every day and surely not all of their husbands had a high sperm count.
I went into the en-suite and, while I was cleaning my teeth I became more and more convinced that Jon was right. I realised, too, that if it happened it would be the answer to everything and would prove that all of my worst fears were unfounded. If I did become pregnant again I could stop fretting over Will’s parentage and happily assume that regular sex with Jon - despite the low sperm count - was far more likely to have resulted in the pregnancy than a one-night stand. The doctors had assured us it was completely possible, yet I’d been so busy over the years refusing to believe that might be true that I hadn’t been focussing on the alternative of proving the doctors right.
Stripping off my nightdress I dropped the garment on the bathroom floor and strolling back in the bedroom naked, I invited, ‘Come on then, big boy, there’s no time like the present. Let’s see if you’re all talk and no action. Get over here and show me what you’re made of.’
Jon threw me a startled look over his shoulder, but hardly hesitated before stepping out of his boxer shorts and pouncing on me with a triumphant shout and a lot of enthusiasm.
‘Shh,’ I giggled, opening myself to him, already hot and eager for him to own me.
We weren’t normally like this in the bedroom. Not at all the fast and furious kind - tender and loving being our usual style of lovemaking, but this was urgent and exciting. It was all over very quickly, but totally satisfying for all of that.
I couldn’t quite believe it myself when I woke in the night, so eager for a repeat performance that I woke Jon by whispering in his ear all the things I would like to do to him, and with him. I think I shocked him with some of my suggestions, but there was no doubt that he found the new lustful me a huge turn-on, and when I joined him in the shower in the morning he soaped my body all over before making love to me slowly and sensuously as the water poured over us. It seemed to me as if there was a new glow about me as I faced myself in the mirror to put the finishing touches to my hair and make-up.
Obviously, Jon agreed because he dragged me back into his arms as I reached to open the door. ’God,’ he whispered huskily. ‘I’m finding you exciting, you saucy minx. If we were alone in a hotel I would have you back in bed and a do not disturb sign on the door handle in a flash.’
‘Promises, promises,’ I said over my shoulder and was laughing as I went downstairs.
Will launched himself at me the minute I set foot in the kitchen, saying, ‘You were a long time having a bath.’
‘Actually, I told him Mummy and Daddy were having a lie-in and weren’t to be disturbed,’ Calum looked up from the stove and offered, ‘some of everything for you both?’
Something in his voice told me he had guessed we’d been working up an appetite and I blushed rosily.
Jon had no such qualms and sauntering over, said, ‘What have you got there? Egg, bacon, sausage, hash browns, mushrooms and tomatoes, that all looks great to me, thanks, Calum, and Wendy will have the same.’
‘I’ve had my very favourite cereal,’ Will told us in a pleased tone, ‘ and there was a smiley face on my toast.’
‘I can see we’ll have a lot to live up to when we get home,’ I said, hoping I didn’t look too eager as I waited for my breakfast to be placed in front of me, ‘and I hope you’re taking notes from Calum, Jon, because it’s not only William who will be expecting better service at meal times.’
‘Anything for you, my sweet,’ Jon leered at me behind Calum’s back, and I almost spat out a mouthful of freshly squeezed orange.
‘Are Tina and Leanne not having breakfast?’ I asked, looking at the door expectantly.
‘Leanne’s already left for the office. Her choice,’ he added when he saw my surprised look. ‘I
I went into the en-suite and, while I was cleaning my teeth I became more and more convinced that Jon was right. I realised, too, that if it happened it would be the answer to everything and would prove that all of my worst fears were unfounded. If I did become pregnant again I could stop fretting over Will’s parentage and happily assume that regular sex with Jon - despite the low sperm count - was far more likely to have resulted in the pregnancy than a one-night stand. The doctors had assured us it was completely possible, yet I’d been so busy over the years refusing to believe that might be true that I hadn’t been focussing on the alternative of proving the doctors right.
Stripping off my nightdress I dropped the garment on the bathroom floor and strolling back in the bedroom naked, I invited, ‘Come on then, big boy, there’s no time like the present. Let’s see if you’re all talk and no action. Get over here and show me what you’re made of.’
Jon threw me a startled look over his shoulder, but hardly hesitated before stepping out of his boxer shorts and pouncing on me with a triumphant shout and a lot of enthusiasm.
‘Shh,’ I giggled, opening myself to him, already hot and eager for him to own me.
We weren’t normally like this in the bedroom. Not at all the fast and furious kind - tender and loving being our usual style of lovemaking, but this was urgent and exciting. It was all over very quickly, but totally satisfying for all of that.
I couldn’t quite believe it myself when I woke in the night, so eager for a repeat performance that I woke Jon by whispering in his ear all the things I would like to do to him, and with him. I think I shocked him with some of my suggestions, but there was no doubt that he found the new lustful me a huge turn-on, and when I joined him in the shower in the morning he soaped my body all over before making love to me slowly and sensuously as the water poured over us. It seemed to me as if there was a new glow about me as I faced myself in the mirror to put the finishing touches to my hair and make-up.
Obviously, Jon agreed because he dragged me back into his arms as I reached to open the door. ’God,’ he whispered huskily. ‘I’m finding you exciting, you saucy minx. If we were alone in a hotel I would have you back in bed and a do not disturb sign on the door handle in a flash.’
‘Promises, promises,’ I said over my shoulder and was laughing as I went downstairs.
Will launched himself at me the minute I set foot in the kitchen, saying, ‘You were a long time having a bath.’
‘Actually, I told him Mummy and Daddy were having a lie-in and weren’t to be disturbed,’ Calum looked up from the stove and offered, ‘some of everything for you both?’
Something in his voice told me he had guessed we’d been working up an appetite and I blushed rosily.
Jon had no such qualms and sauntering over, said, ‘What have you got there? Egg, bacon, sausage, hash browns, mushrooms and tomatoes, that all looks great to me, thanks, Calum, and Wendy will have the same.’
‘I’ve had my very favourite cereal,’ Will told us in a pleased tone, ‘ and there was a smiley face on my toast.’
‘I can see we’ll have a lot to live up to when we get home,’ I said, hoping I didn’t look too eager as I waited for my breakfast to be placed in front of me, ‘and I hope you’re taking notes from Calum, Jon, because it’s not only William who will be expecting better service at meal times.’
‘Anything for you, my sweet,’ Jon leered at me behind Calum’s back, and I almost spat out a mouthful of freshly squeezed orange.
‘Are Tina and Leanne not having breakfast?’ I asked, looking at the door expectantly.
‘Leanne’s already left for the office. Her choice,’ he added when he saw my surprised look. ‘I
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