June, 1947
"Fuck!" I scream. I can't find a comfortable position to sleep in. My belly is huge and I honestly don't know if I can deal with this last month. I'm sweating and it makes my hair stick to my skin which irritates me even more.
"Baby... You want another pillow?" James asks me. I want to punch him for being so sweet to me when I really don't deserve it. I've been treating him horribly for the last few months. I always feel so aggressive, it's terrible, and it makes me feel terrible.
"Please." I beg. My eyes begin getting watery. Really? I want to cry for a fucking pillow?
These hormones are out of control.
"Calm down.. There's only one more month left to survive." He rubs my back.
"He kicks so hard.." I whimper, while I rub my belly.
"He's gonna be a great soccer player. He's just practicing." James smiles, helping me.
I decide to lay on my right side. James lays down next to me, and he puts his arm over me. He runs his fingers up and down my hip, but I tell him to stop.
We haven't had sex in months.. I feel so bad for making him wait, but I just feel so uncomfortable. I can barely sit up straight, I don't think I'd be able to do what I used to do with him some months ago.
He usually has to touch himself to satisfy his needs.
I tried giving him a blowjob when I was only 5 months pregnant, but I always feel nauseous so I couldn't finish it.
When he's going to touch himself, he usually does it in the bathroom. He says that he doesn't want to do it in front of me because I'll get "too excited".
"I'm gonna be right back," He stands up.
"Are you going to touch yourself?" I ask him, trying my best to sit up.
"Wh- What?" He chuckles.
"You heard me. Don't make me repeat it," I say, putting my hands over my belly.
He takes a deep breath before answering. "Yes, I am. I'm sorry, but I have the biggest boner ever right about now, and I want to get rid of it so I can come to bed and sleep with you." He tells me while his hands are over that area, trying to cover himself.
"Do it here. In front of me." I order him.
"Really? You want to see that?" He asks me, you can tell by his tone he wants to.
"Yes, I do." I answer truthfully. I've already seen him touch himself and It's honestly a very intriguing thing to see.
"Okay." He agrees and slides his pants and underwear down his legs. His erection springs out and I bite my lip.
It's a beautiful thing to see James. I've said it before and I always will, his body is like a piece of art.
Every curve, every edge, every muscle, Everything.
The way he has a smirk on his face while he does all this and looks at me, makes me think so many dirty things.
He finishes pretty quick, and soon we're both laying in bed together as he rubs my belly.
This is what marriage looks like, folks.
It's pretty fucked up at times, but it's a beautiful thing as well.
On another note, Mica is coming to make us company, And she's going to help with the birth of our son.
The next day, they call us and tell us that she's getting here at about noon, so I'm cooking some lasagna, which I know she loves.
