her dream, she got up and
got dressed. Looking at the clock, she realized she didn’t have that much time
before her next doctor’s appointment. She decided to have a drinkable breakfast
and get over to Irene’s before she was late.
She left the house after she had finished ‘breakfast’, feeling pretty
content. She had gotten to the point where she was hardly ever sick, but still
felt like it was a good idea to have someone else drive her for safety’s sake.
Driving and puking your brains out was not something you could multitask.
Although she did still get a little nauseated when she rode in the car, she
was beginning to think she would live and she wouldn’t have to endure the
morning sickness all the way through her pregnancy. She had another problem,
though. Now that she wasn’t puking her brains out, she had gotten so horny she
almost couldn’t stand it. The naughty dream she’d had last night was proof
positive of that. The need had become bad enough that she had decided she would
get her a dildo on the next trip to town. She’d never bought one before. She
needed an experienced woman’s know how on this one. Perhaps Irene would be able
to help. In fact, she was counting on it.
The dildo dilemma had her so deep in thought, she didn’t realize she’d
already made it to Irene’s when she found herself in the yard. She made her way
up to the front door and knocked as usual. She couldn’t hold back the smile on
her face. Irene would probably think she was a total pervert when she told her
what she wanted to get before her appointment today.
Her smile faded when the door opened and Nigel told her to come in.
“Just let me grab the keys and we’ll be off.”
Sera’s face became crestfallen. She’d been counting on Irene to take her.
Nigel had taken her to her last visit. She’d thought surely he’d had enough of
playing daddy for a while, and that he wouldn’t want to drive her anymore,
especially after how sick she’d gotten on her last ride with him.
This was going to ruin everything!
“Nigel, are you sure you want to take me? I mean . . . .” Before she could
finish, Nigel interrupted.
“Yes, I’m sure. I want to be there for my children. I already told you that.
I don’t want you to think that it’s an inconvenience for me. And I don’t want
you to think it’s because I have nothing better to do now that I’ve left the
military. I’m happy to go. And, after all, it’s as much my responsibility to
take you as it is yours to go,” he said, smiling his delectably irritating smile
at her.
Sera pursed her lips angrily. Yes, he would be cheerful as a lark
volunteering his services when she didn’t want them, wouldn’t he? Any other man
would have to be dragged to the doctor’s office, but not Nigel Savage. He was
such an excellent Daddy, such a prime cut of man, she couldn’t peel him off. She
already knew getting Irene to take her now was a lost cause, Nigel obviously
wasn’t the kind of man that would take no for an answer once he’d made his mind
up. That thought suddenly brought the fact that he’d proposed up. He hadn’t
mentioned it again, though. Perhaps he hadn’t been as dead set on the idea as
he’d made himself out to be. He didn’t let anything else he wanted drop,
including the idea that his sons should be named after him and his father.
Stubborn man, it would serve him right if the babies turned out to be girls. Men
always wanted boys. He probably wouldn’t want them so much then. But somehow,
that thought didn’t make her nearly as happy as she thought it would.
Soldier's Women
Chapter Six
As the two of them drove together, an awkward silence consumed them. Sera
began to fidget with her purse, trying to avoid looking at Nigel. She knew they
were getting very close to the store she wanted him to stop at. If she didn't
mention that she wanted to stop now, there wouldn't be enough time. She weighed
her options.
got dressed. Looking at the clock, she realized she didn’t have that much time
before her next doctor’s appointment. She decided to have a drinkable breakfast
and get over to Irene’s before she was late.
She left the house after she had finished ‘breakfast’, feeling pretty
content. She had gotten to the point where she was hardly ever sick, but still
felt like it was a good idea to have someone else drive her for safety’s sake.
Driving and puking your brains out was not something you could multitask.
Although she did still get a little nauseated when she rode in the car, she
was beginning to think she would live and she wouldn’t have to endure the
morning sickness all the way through her pregnancy. She had another problem,
though. Now that she wasn’t puking her brains out, she had gotten so horny she
almost couldn’t stand it. The naughty dream she’d had last night was proof
positive of that. The need had become bad enough that she had decided she would
get her a dildo on the next trip to town. She’d never bought one before. She
needed an experienced woman’s know how on this one. Perhaps Irene would be able
to help. In fact, she was counting on it.
The dildo dilemma had her so deep in thought, she didn’t realize she’d
already made it to Irene’s when she found herself in the yard. She made her way
up to the front door and knocked as usual. She couldn’t hold back the smile on
her face. Irene would probably think she was a total pervert when she told her
what she wanted to get before her appointment today.
Her smile faded when the door opened and Nigel told her to come in.
“Just let me grab the keys and we’ll be off.”
Sera’s face became crestfallen. She’d been counting on Irene to take her.
Nigel had taken her to her last visit. She’d thought surely he’d had enough of
playing daddy for a while, and that he wouldn’t want to drive her anymore,
especially after how sick she’d gotten on her last ride with him.
This was going to ruin everything!
“Nigel, are you sure you want to take me? I mean . . . .” Before she could
finish, Nigel interrupted.
“Yes, I’m sure. I want to be there for my children. I already told you that.
I don’t want you to think that it’s an inconvenience for me. And I don’t want
you to think it’s because I have nothing better to do now that I’ve left the
military. I’m happy to go. And, after all, it’s as much my responsibility to
take you as it is yours to go,” he said, smiling his delectably irritating smile
at her.
Sera pursed her lips angrily. Yes, he would be cheerful as a lark
volunteering his services when she didn’t want them, wouldn’t he? Any other man
would have to be dragged to the doctor’s office, but not Nigel Savage. He was
such an excellent Daddy, such a prime cut of man, she couldn’t peel him off. She
already knew getting Irene to take her now was a lost cause, Nigel obviously
wasn’t the kind of man that would take no for an answer once he’d made his mind
up. That thought suddenly brought the fact that he’d proposed up. He hadn’t
mentioned it again, though. Perhaps he hadn’t been as dead set on the idea as
he’d made himself out to be. He didn’t let anything else he wanted drop,
including the idea that his sons should be named after him and his father.
Stubborn man, it would serve him right if the babies turned out to be girls. Men
always wanted boys. He probably wouldn’t want them so much then. But somehow,
that thought didn’t make her nearly as happy as she thought it would.
Soldier's Women
Chapter Six
As the two of them drove together, an awkward silence consumed them. Sera
began to fidget with her purse, trying to avoid looking at Nigel. She knew they
were getting very close to the store she wanted him to stop at. If she didn't
mention that she wanted to stop now, there wouldn't be enough time. She weighed
her options.
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