With And Without You

Now: 'Baby Making' Time

Warning: Sexual Content

We had been worrying so much about the reproduction system, we didn't bother to think about the actual 'baby making'.

Unlike every normal person in this world we did things the 'fun' way, and not like those creepy women who have calendars that tell them when they are ovulating or not. And by that I mean the most spontaneous way we could think of. I would say we had the best relationship a person could have. WE WERE HONEST WITH EACH OTHER, which I'm sure 70% of the couples AREN'T. We sure weren't shy about telling each other what we wanted, and I thanked God for that. We always found ways to keep things spicy, even if everything around us was falling to shit. We would decide in a day and plan some 'fun' thing, and go for it, because WE COULD. This time was no exception.

We woke up 'horny', to say the least. When I woke up from what seemed like a very wet dream and looked to my right to see that Victoria had the same flustered and craving expression, I'm sure, I had, I knew this would be that 'special day of the month'. All Praise God. This was going to be a very 'filling' day, for lack of better word.

"So, this is 'that' day, right?" asked Victoria expectantly.

"Yes, definitely" I nodded rapidly, a tad relieved that my instinct was right and that we were on the same page. As soon as I finished nodding, I hungrily and desperately leaned in and took her lips in mine. So desperate and hungry, we devoured each other.

This always remembered me of that phase she went through, when she started calling this research. As an author she is very 'riveting' but she was starting to think they were dull, even her editor one day told her she needed to spice things up a bit. So, she decided to add 'smut', as she called it, not that she didn't know about it. Trust me, she KNEW. But she decided she was extremely in need of inspiration, and who was I to turn down ANY kind of research.

Once she was positioned on top of me -still fully dressed, sadly, and still kissing- we stopped.

"Ok, so, where do we start? Kitchen, Shower, Balcony, give our neighbors a little bit of a show?" She said suggestively, smirking through the whole question and winking at the mention of the last part. Believe me, Mrs. Parks will NEVER forget that day, she can't even look at us in the eyes anymore. Now every time we walk past her in the hallway we just hold an awkward smile, and once we were in the solace of the elevator we laughed our asses off. One time we had an elevator ride with her, after said incident, and I swear they were the most awkward 40 seconds of my life.

"Let's start in the shower, I feel sweaty and from there we can start our 'day'" I smiled and winked at my little blonde sex crazed princess.

So, we both ran to the shower with only one pleasurable goal in mind.

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After our hot shower sex, we got dressed and headed out.

Let the sex games begin.

See in this particular 'day of the month', we declare war. After the first taste of upcoming events for that day, we tease each other and see who breaks first. There has never been a 'day of the month' were one of us didn't break. Last month, sadly, it was me. But this month I was determined to break her.

The game went like this: we both continued our day as normal, but we did everything in our power to break the other. Kinky phone calls, texts, emails, deliberate touches, lurking looks, you name it. We stop at nothing to make the other break.

Since Victoria was an author in this particular day she would accompany me to work. I was a bartender at a very famous bar in London, called The Cave. Since I was the one in charge during the day my coworkers didn't mind having Victoria around. They actually loved when she came; they had grown very fond of her and frequently asked when I was popping the question, I always responded to those, with a 'when the time comes' and a smile. During the day, it was closed, but we prepared everything so that every night would be the best night. I had taken the day shift when Victoria and I began to be serious and we moved in together.