What Do We Do Now?

13

After the mandatory stay at the hospital, we came home with little Maria. We were greeted at the door by the girls, Zoe offering to take our bags. The other girls stayed quiet but tried to get a peek at her in the car seat. I had a blanket over it to keep her protected from the sun on the ride over. "Pleaseee let us see?" they beg, "when she wakes up, yes" I answer.

They groan but move so we can finally go up the stairs. I hold Delia's arm as she slightly waddles up, I don't think she's used to the difference just yet. I ease both Delia and the baby onto the bed before closing the door. Dee sighs softly and pulls back the cover to see our little girl. "Gosh... I can't believe that came out of me" she whispers and I giggle quietly.

"Look at that... my two favorite people" I mutter as I sit beside her and she blushes. "We have a baby..." she whispers, smiling widely as the little one tries gripping onto her finger. "Yes, we do" I reply softly and she turns to me with a soft smile. "I never thought I could have this, you know? A family... with someone as wonderful as you" she mumbled.

"I guess it's a good thing I stumbled upon this little place then, isn't it?" I joke, to which she takes my face in both her hands. "It's a great thing. The best thing that's ever happened to me, in fact" she mutters as her gaze drops to my lips. "Me too" I voice quietly, leaning in and connecting our lips in a gentle kiss.

She moves to straddle me and my hands find her hips. Her hands tangle in my hair and I bite her bottom lip softly. "T-the baby" I whisper against her lips as she grinds her hips into me. She glances at her before turning back to me, "she's sleeping" she breathes out and attacks my neck directly after.

"I-I see the hormones h-haven't worn off" I moan softly as she place love bites along my skin. "Maybe not... but I'm also just really horny for you, even without them" she mumbles, sending a pleasant tingle down my spine. She reaches her hands in my pants and looks into my eyes as she circles my clit.

I moan softly, my breathing shuddering as I struggle to keep eye contact. "Does that feel good, sweetheart? You like mommy's fingers?" she taunts and nod quickly. My hands claw softly at her back and she bites her lip. Her pace increases and just before I'm about to cum, the baby starts crying.

As an instinct, I suppose, Delia retracts her hand and turns around. As she reaches for the baby I smack her hand and she grabs it, her head turning quickly back to me. "You can not touch our child with those hands" I scold her, "she came out of one, I'm sure she'll be fine" she jokes. I raise my eyebrows at her and she rolls her eyes.

"Fine. You tend to her then, while I go wash my hands" she giggles and I nod. She gets up and I carefully grab the baby, cradling her in my arms. "Clean freak" I hear Delia mumble, I smile down at the baby before covering her ears gently. "Well excuse me for not wanting pussy juice on our daughter" I chuckle softly and see Delia peek her head out the bathroom.

Her mouth is wide open, her eyebrows furrowed funnily. "Oh, I covered her ears, don't look so appalled" I tease, she rolls her eyes and ducks back into the bathroom. I look down at, Maria, taking in the way her nose twitches in her sleep just like Delia's. I smile widely as I continue gently rocking her, wanting to make sure she gets the best of her nap.

"We'll have to work on that naughty mouth of yours. I would like for our daughter's first words to be something appropriate" she smirks, "you weren't complaining about my 'naughty mouth' the other night" I tease. I see her blush before rolling her eyes and sitting beside me. "She's so beautiful" she comments, "just like her mama" I whisper.

"That was a little smooth..." Delia giggles, "and you've decided I'm 'mama'?" she adds as she quirks an eyebrow. "Well it'd be a little awkward for us both to call you mommy" I smirk, to which pulls on my ear a bit. "You're lucky you're holding the baby" she threatens, "as if you would ever hurt me" I scoff.

"I might... but you'd like that, wouldn't you?" she whispers, "and I'm the one with the naughty mouth" I chuckle to hide my arousal. "I never said you were the only one" she clarifies, "mhm... right" I sigh. "I think you just want to be called mommy, isn't that right? You-" "Delia... if you continue... someone will need to take this baby" I warn her and she bites her lip.

"I'm sure Myrtle could watch her" she suggest, raising her eyebrows teasingly. I immediately get up, careful not to move too fast. "You stay right there" I demand and she moves up the bed, spreading her legs. "Better hurry" she taunts and I stare at her for a moment. My eyes trailing her legs as her dress rides up.

I quickly snap out of it and grab the baby bag, putting it on my shoulder and exiting the room. I find Myrtle and politely ask if she can take the baby for a few hours. She looks me up and down, chuckling to herself before agreeing. "Have fun, dear" she calls after me, "oh I will" I mumble to myself as I run back up the stairs.