Chapter 2

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After arriving back from lunch, I scurried inside our bedroom bc I heard my cell phone ringing. "Hello?"
"Hey honey guess where we are?"
"Knowing you two globe trotters I can't even begin to guess? Are you even on Earth? You went to the moon, didn't you?"
"Yes Jensen I'm calling you from the moon. Look up tonight and I'll wave to you!"
"Oh mom don't be silly! I don't even own a telescope..."
"Anyway my little smart aleck child...we are at the Grand Canyon. I rode a mule down. So did your father. His mule's name was Bubba. I think Bubba is ready to retire too!"
"That's hysterical..."
"I really wasn't sure if Bubba was going to make it."
"Were you not afraid you might fall over the side? Didn't know you were so adventurous!"
"I was more afraid for your father bc Bubba looked like he was going to go off at any moment. Poor mule was possibly suicidal. It was a little scary but incredible. Once you retire you just seem so carefree I guess."
"I'm so happy for y'all. Finally getting to enjoy life and not work yourselves to the bones. So how is the RV holding up?"
"Best purchase we ever made. Anyway I can't stay on here long just wanted to tell you about the mule. I'll show you all the pictures we took when I see you. We will be in Minnesota on August 2 for a week then keep heading east. That's still a good week for y'all right?"
"Of course mom. Prince is just working on an album, no touring right now. It will be a nice change for y'all to sleep in a real bed and get out of the camper."
"Can't wait to see you honey. Well we are about to go fly over the Canyon in a helicopter. I'll call you in a couple days."
"Oh my gosh mom! Y'all be careful. I love you."
"Love you too. Tell my favorite son-in-law 'hi' from us."
"I will. Bye."
I feel two arms wrap around my waist, making me jump slightly. "Who was that?" Prince's soft manly voice asks, while he bites my earlobe.
"Mom. She said to her favorite son in law 'hi' but I don't feel like calling Lenny right now..."
"Haha!" He says, and chomps my ear harder.
"Ow! They're at the Grand Canyon, riding mules and helicopters! It's so strange to see them so relaxed and full of life. They'll be here in a couple weeks."
"That's great. They deserve to enjoy life free from the stresses of work. Maybe one day that will be us. Driving around in our camper like a couple of old geezers. Wearing our fanny packs..."
"Hey! My parents aren't that old..and they definitely don't wear fanny packs...anymore."
"But they did?!!!" He asked, throwing his head back, letting out a booming laugh.
"Well my mom did back in the late 80s when we went to Florida one summer."
"Oh honey! If I ever catch you sporting one of those, it might be grounds for immediate divorce."
"I'm going to find one and call your bluff..."
"You better not. I have a reputation to protect."
"I will admit they are nice to have on a vacation..."
"How did I marry someone that is such a nerd deep down? Oh yeah...bc she's the sexiest nerd I've ever met."
"So that's why you married me...bc I'm sexy?"
"It was one of the many factors. But mostly bc you are my rock. I've never felt as safe with anyone as I do with you."
"I feel the same way baby." I say, turning to face him and shower him with kisses. "Do you need to work in the studio before service this evening?"
"No. It's Sunday. The day of rest..."
"Since when do you observe that?"
"Starting today. I really just want to lay down, naked, with you and take a nap. Lunch must have had some tryptophan in it..."
"It's sexy when you use big words..."
"Get in bed and I'll use some other big stuff...and before you make some smart ass comment...I meant my dick."
"You know me too well. Thought you wanted a nap."
"There's not much better than a nap after some afternoon delight." He responds, starting to rid me of my dress. Once I am completely nude, he tells me to go lay on my side on the bed. He quickly removes his clothes and climbs in bed behind me. Feeling the warmth and pressure of his body on my backside instantly made me ache for him. He puts one arm under my head and the other starts leaving feather like strokes up and down the side of my body...my arm, my ribs, my butt, my leg and back up. When he comes back up to my chest, he circles my areola a few times, bringing my nipple out. His thumb grazes my erect nipple up and down repeatedly and then he grabs ahold of my whole breast and his dick pokes at my entrance. He removes his hand from my breast to guide himself in me sharply. I gasp, not quite expecting it so quickly. He brings his hand up to my hair and brushes it away from my neck and ear. "I'm sorry momma. Guess I should have warned you. Are you ok? Did I hurt you?" He asks, while trailing hot kisses down my neck and onto my shoulder.
"No. I'm ok. Just wasn't prepared..."
"You feel prepared. You are already dripping. Can I move yet?"
"Yes. Please do..." I respond, as he pumps into me slowly. "I love you so much Prince." I say, grabbing his hand and placing it on my bud.
"Tell me what you want my beautiful wife?"
"You..."
"Nuh uh...be more specific. What do you need momma?"
"Make me orgasm with your fingers..."
"Is that all?"
"And your dick at the same time."
"What else?"
"Cum inside me..."
"Yeah? You want your man's seed?"
"Mmmmhmmmm..." I plead, as his picks up the pace of his thrusts with his hips and jiggles his fingers rapidly across my swollen clit. "Oh Prince. That feels so good. Mmmmmmm!!!"
"You want my baby, momma?"
"Yes. So much...."
"Can I put my child in you, honey?"
"Yes! I want that so bad...."
"You want to be the mother of my children?"
"Of course I do."
"Tell me. Please...."
"I want to have children with you. However it happens..."
"No...YOU will have my babies. Only you momma. Tell me you believe that."
"I believe that..."
"You trust I can get you pregnant?"
"Maybe..."
"No momma. Not maybe. I can do it. You can do it. We can do it. Have faith in me...in you...in us...in Him. Do you have faith?"
"Yes....I'm going to cum!" I scream and release all over him and the bed.
"That's my girl." He groans as he continues to work himself in and out of me, building to his finish. I don't know what came over me. If maybe he scared me with his insistence that I would get pregnant and I was having doubts or what, but I pulled him out of me and made my way down on him. I took him into my mouth and he was already so far gone that he immediately came in my mouth before he even realized what happened. I swallowed every drop with a deep moan and then raised up to face him. "You taste so good daddy." I say seductively.
He gives me a look of pure confusion and I could tell he was trying to use a calming technique with his breathing pattern. I was a little scared of his reaction so I just laid down and closed my eyes. After a couple minutes he laid down next to me and said "why did you do that Jensen? I mean it was fucking hot but do you not want my baby? I thought we were on the same page and ready."
"I am ready. More than ready. We have unprotected sex all the time. One time of not cumming in me isn't going to matter..."
"It might." He said softly, making me instantly regret my decision. "That might have been the time. At least that's what I pray for everyday. That the next time we have sex will be the time I give you my child."
I felt about three inches tall. I turn towards him and meet his eyes. "I pray for it too babe. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. It won't happen again. Ok?"
"I'm not trying to pressure you momma. Or start making this a stressful situation. I just wanted to verbalize my trust and faith that I believe it will happen, even if it hasn't happened yet."
"I'm trusting God as fiercely as you are baby. He knows when the time is right better than we do. I truly believe that wholeheartedly. But I do want to make sure you understand that in-vitro, or surrogacy, or adoption could very possibly be the route we have to take. And even though that's not my first choice, I'm ok with that. I thought you were too."
"Oh I am momma. I didn't mean it like that when I said only you will have my babies. I will know they are our children even if they don't come from your body. I didn't mean to scare you babygirl. Dirty talk just got the best of me. And I will love you and our children just the same no matter how God gives them to us."

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