“I’m not going in there,” I tell the group as I peer down at the tiny hole in the ground that leads to the Paris catacombs. “Nope, I’ve seen this movie and it doesn’t end well for the scantly clad women.” “It’s the only way to get to the rave,” Pierre tells us. “It’s only five feet and then it opens into a normal sized corridor that will take us to the best party in all of Paris.” I turn to James, “when you said this party was to die for, I didn’t think you meant we’d actually die!” The others in the group chuckle a little as James answers, “we don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” “Tickets are non refundable,” Pierre says quickly. I sigh and look at the others in our group, “and all of you are ok with the death hole?” They all smile and nod and I look back at James, “fine, I’ll go. But you have to go first and catch me.” He smiles gently, “that was always the plan baby.” Looking back at Pierre I reluctantly nod, “let’s do this death trap.” He laughs and starts to help peopl
"Do you want kids?" I ask James suddenly. He pauses mid lick of his ice cream and stares at me, tongue slightly out of his mouth, the sunshine highlighting his startled expression. I gesture to the kids who are playing in the park and explain, "seeing them, it made me realize that we haven't had this conversation yet." He follows my gaze to the laughing kids and goes back to eating his ice cream, "sure, why not. Could be fun."Now it's my turn to be startled, "are you serious? You want kids?" "Is that such a surprise?" He asks. "Yes," I admit. James grins at me and tosses his ice cream in the trash next to the bench before sliding closer to me, "why is it so surprising that I'd want kids with you?" He leans in and whispers in my ear, "why wouldn't I want to fuck you relentlessly and fill you with my cum until you're full and round with my baby?" He pulls back and says normally, "I think pregnant you would be hot." He pauses for a moment before nodding and adding, "we should start
The sleeping baby in my arms farts loudly, getting a laugh from the other volunteers. The babies mother, Sunya, smiles at it fondly as she continues to prep the elephant bottles. The sun is just starting to peak over the horizon, and the sunrises here are the best I've ever seen. Sunya gives me a knowing look as I head out the door, stopping just outside so that I could see it better. As the colors swirl together, Sunya comes out to stand with me. "You should be careful," she says teasingly. "Your man is watching." She points over to where James is standing by a truck full of animal feed. "He will want one of his own soon." I give him a smile and turn back to Sunya, "he already does, but I told him that we have to wait." She laughs, "life does not wait. It will happen when it is meant to." She takes her baby and gives it a cuddle, "this one was a surprise, but we love her dearly." "She is beautiful," I tell Sunya. Ever since James had said he wants kids, I'd be lying if I said tha
"I did it," I tell James as I throw my phone on the bed. "That was the longest most evasive conversation I've ever had with my dad, but I did it." Sitting heavily on the couch next to him, I lay my head on his shoulder. "I hate lying to him but I couldn't exactly tell him that I love fucking my stepbrother so much that I'm not coming home." I feel James laugh, "I mean you could have. It probably would have made the conversation a lot shorter." I slap his leg, "yeah because he probably would have had a heart attack." I look up at him, "what did you tell your mom?" "That I wanted to travel and since I've got the money to do so I didn't see any reason not to," he says easily. "And did she ask about me?" I ask cautiously."Eh not really. I just told her that I'd asked you to come since you had mentioned not wanting to go back to college and you'd accepted." "Hmm," I muse. "Nothing about how you only offered because you like fucking me?" "I don't like fucking you," he growled. "I lov
We didn’t talk about my ‘proposal’ the rest of the time we were at the sanctuary and by the time we we were ready to leave, it had all but been forgotten. By James at least. My mind was still reeling about the fact that he wanted to get married. I’d thought it would be a possible deal breaker but he didn’t even blink. After a tearful goodbye with all the volunteers and an even longer one with Tikiri, we were on our way to Bora Bora. Since I picked Kenya, James picked our tropical getaway. He said that he’d always wanted to go there, but I suspect that he just wanted to get me in a bikini for a few weeks. Not that I mind, I’ve got a surprise speedo for him in my suitcase. The flight to Bora Bora is a long one, but I actually manage to sleep the entire way there. Once we landed, James had a car waiting for us that took us to our resort. I was expecting a hotel close to the water, but with James I should have known better. Still, it came as a surprise when we pulled up to a long bo
To neither of our surprise, James did in fact catch me, but I made him wait until after we got back in the hut. And now, as he rails me against the bathroom counter, I’d say that it was a good decision. My hands grip the edge of the counter, my eyes firmly locked on his in the reflection. His muscles flex with each thrust, his veins popping out and his cocky smile make me quiver around him. I’m almost ashamed of how quickly I cum, but James finishes almost as fast I do. He holds me tightly as we start to breath normally, “we’re getting pretty good at that,” he jokes. I rub my ass against him as I agree, “well you know what they say; practice makes perfect. And we’ve had a lot of practice.” He starts to say something but is interrupted by his stomach growling. “Should we get some food princess?” He asks as he chuckles. I grin at him through the mirror, “you could just eat me, but yes, let’s see if this place has a restaurant.” He pulls out of me quickly and spins me around, drop
“Shit,” I mumble as I stare at the little stick in my hand. The pink plus sign stares back at me, almost tauntingly. “Maybe it’s a false positive,” I say to myself as I look at the five other pregnancy tests on the counter. I groan as I read them- all positive. A knock comes from the bathroom door, “you ok in there?” “Yeah!” I answer. “Just.. uh… girl things!” “Oh,” James says quickly. “If you need anything I can run to the store,” he offers. “Not unless they sell abortion over the counter,” I grumble. “What was that?” He asks loudly. “I didn’t hear you.” “I said not unless they have real Tylenol here,” I answer quickly. “I’ll go check,” James says. “I’ll see if they have that chocolate you like too.” “Thank you,” I tell him as I sink to the floor. How had this happened? I mean, I know how it happens, but it shouldn’t have happened. Sure we’ve been fucking like rabbits but birth control was supposed to prevent this right? Unless, oh god, I’d gotten the dates wrong on when it
"What the hell?" I say softly as I stare at the email on my phone. "What's up?" James asks curiously as he plops onto the couch next to me.I turn my phone towards him so he can see the email, "somone wants to buy my photo of Tikiri." James scrolls through the email until he gets to the picture, "hey! I didn't know you took this one," he exclaims as he starts to laugh hysterically.I couldn't blaim him, it was a pretty funny picture of him and Tikiri playing in a mud puddle, both covered in mud and looking like they were wrestling. "How much are they offering?" I take my phone from him and scroll to the offer. When James sees it he lets out a long low whistle, "damn. That is a lot of zeros.""Yeah no shit," I mumble, still in shock. "Should I do it?" He hands me my phone back as he says, "that's up to you baby, but whatever you do, I'm proud of you." He gets up and kisses the top of my head, "we should celebrate." He looks at the time and grins, "the club should be open by now. Let'
By the time we made it home and unloaded all our things, several hours had passed since the incident with Samantha. And even though nobody had called us and we hadn’t seen anyone else we knew, I couldn’t shake the feeling that everyone in town already knew about James and I. Rationally I knew that everyone would find out about us eventually. It wasn’t like James and I were keeping our relationship a secret anymore, but I did hope we would have more time before the entire town found out about us. And maybe I could have handled it better if I wasn’t pregnant, but I was, and somehow that made the thought of facing the town much harder. The ride from our home to our parents house is a silent few blocks as I stare out the window, my mind running wild with all the things that people are probably saying about us. James holds my hand the entire way, his thumb running over my knuckles soothingly and I’m so lost in my mind that I don’t notice we’ve arrived until James lets go of my hand.
The next morning James and I are at the mall as soon as they open. More specifically, at the home goods store that takes up two levels of the mall. Equipped with two different lists and carts, James is in charge of getting the large appliances and I’m off to find kitchen and bedroom essentials. Since it was so early in the morning, I wasn’t expecting anyone to recognize me. But as I was comparing bedsheets, a voice behind me asks, “Alison?” Turning, I force a smile, “Samantha.” Her eyes flick down to my stomach and back to my face, “look at you girlfriend! How long has it been?” “Since graduation,” I tell her while praying she’d go away. Samantha was the type of girl who’d be friendly to your face and then gossip about you behind your back. “I see that congratulations are in order,” she gushes. “I have to say, the girls and I were surprised when we heard that you dropped out of college to travel the world. Honestly, we didn’t think you’d ever leave this town. But, look at
Two weeks later James and I are sitting on the plush carpet of our new living room, sunlight streaming in through the large windows. The keys to the house sit between us as we both sit there, still in shock that we’d actually gotten the house below market value and so quickly. Finally, James just asks, “how?” Shaking my head I answer, “I have no idea.” And I truly didn’t. One second we were in Iceland and the next we were in the realtors office in our hometown being handed the keys to our own home. Everything in between was a blur, and normally I’d find that concerning, but right now I think I was still in shock. Shock that was quickly giving away to the reality of the situation. “Oh my god,” I groan as I turn to James. “We bought a house!” He gives me a puzzled look, “yeah. Isn’t that what you wanted?” “Yeah!” I exclaim. “But now we have to be adults and pay bills. We have to get the utilities turned on, but furniture, decorate, paint, put together a nursery, get a car,
The next morning we are once more in the doctors office. We’d been here so much over the last month that I could tell you how many ceiling tiles were in this room without looking. The answer is fifty-four. And since we’d been here so much, we knew all the nurses by name and they didn’t even bother to show us to our room. Yes, our room. We were always brought to the same exam room so it’s gotten to the point when they’d call our name, they’d just tell us to go to our room. So here we were, both sitting on the weird chair that was covered in white paper, waiting for Nurse Franklin. We’d opted to have her give us the results instead of the doctor since we’ve been seeing her more often than him. When she walks in the room, she takes one look at us and says, “I was going to start with the pleasantries but judging by the looks on your faces, we should just get to it.” “Yes please,” James says as he takes my hand. Nurse Franklin sits down and smiles, “I’m pleased to tell yo
“Babe, you’re missing it!” James teases excitedly as a woman on the tv screams. “It’s like the Aliens but it’s a baby!” Peaking through my fingers, I was just in time to see a bloody baby rip it’s way from its mother. How he had convinced me to watch the Species series I’d never know. I’d made it through the first one just fine, but the second was starting to get to me. “Why did you think this was a good movie for me to watch?” I ask as I try not to gag. Even though I know it’s fake blood, the sight of it still makes me nauseous. James glanced over at me and frowns slightly, “honestly I forgot that this one was mainly killer babies.” He grabs the remote and turns the movie off before kissing my head, “I’m sorry, princess. I didn’t mean to make you sick.” “I’m not sick,” I start to argue, but the churning in my stomach only got worse and in a flash I’m off the couch and running to the bathroom. I barely make it before I’m heaving my guts up. I don’t notice when James enters the b
“Carter?” The nurse calls out. “That’s us!” James answers as he jumps up from his seat and offers me a hand. I take it with a grin, “I can stand up by myself,” I tell him as he pulls me to my feet. “I’m just practicing,” he laughs as we follow the nurse. "I'm Nurse Franklin," she says kindly as she ushers us into the back. "You'll be in exam room one right here," she tells us as she opens a door. I walk into the room and sit nervously on the table, the paper crinkling under me. She shuts the door and turns to us, “so what brings you in today?" “We’re pregnant!” James tells her excitedly and proudly. “We?” I tease. “I didn’t know that you’d be shooting a baby out of your nether regions.” “I would,” he says quickly. He looks at Nurse Franklin, “I totally would.” She chuckles, “I take it you’re the father then.” James nods, “the one and only.” "Alright,” she says as she writes on her clipboard. “I do need to ask a few questions," she tells us. "Do you know ho
“We need to find a house,” James tells me as he rubs my stomach. We’ve been lounging on the bed for the past few hours, James laying between my legs, his head propped up by his arm. “And soon so we have time to set everything up for this little guy.” “We have time,” I remind him. “And who says it’s a boy? Maybe it’s a girl.”James looks up at me, “nah it’s a boy,” he tells me with full certainty. “But it could be a girl,” I argue slightly, suddenly worried that maybe James was going to be a ‘boys only’ type of dad. “You know I can’t control the gender, right?”He nods, “genetically speaking I’m the one that controls that. But,” he amends. “It could be a girl. I’d be happy with either.” “Would you?”“Of course,” he tells me with a smile. “I can’t wait for a little mini you running around. She’d have me wrapped around her finger so fast. I’d never be able to tell her no.” “Speaking from experience, that’s a good power to have over you,” I joke. “But you’re right, we do need to make
Six months later and I’m sitting on the floor in a hotel bathroom, a pregnancy test in my hand. “James!” I yell from the bathroom. “James!” His feet slap the floor as he runs towards me, the door opening quickly as he rushes in, “what’s wrong?” His voice gets a note of panic when he sees me sitting on the floor, “what happened?” I hold up the pregnancy test for him to see, “I’m pregnant.” He sits down next to me, “are you sure?” I nod, “yeah. It.. feels the same as last time.” He swallows loudly, “are we.. happy?” “Yeah,” I whisper. “Yeah we are.” And unlike last time, I was. Over the past six months we’d traveled the world for my job, visiting every place imaginable and I’d made more money selling my pictures then I’d ever thought possible, to the point where we’d never have to work again if we didn’t want to. I never thought that I’d be the breadwinner in this relationship but I was enjoying being a sugar mama. James and I still hadn’t found a house to call our o
A month later and we find ourselves in Alaska watching the northern lights in a glass igloo hotel. While I wasn’t to thrilled about going from one cold climate to the next, I had to admit that the light show was worth every freezing minute. Especially since I got to cuddle some sled dogs our first night there. We’d decided to do the sled dog tour that ended up on a mountain peak with a clear view of the lights. The company had set up large canopy tents with an assortment of chairs, blankets, food and drinks. Several cozy campfires are spread throughout the small area and if it wasn’t for the fifth other people there, it would be one of the most romantic places we’d ever been. As we waiting for the show to start, I walked around the camp and took pictures of all the dogs and the camp, along with anyone who wanted their pictures taken. And when the lights started, we all moved from the tents and away from the fires, towards the edge of the mountain with our chairs and blanke