We're a Wonderful Wife - Dr. & Dr. Campbell
Copyright© 2024 by Duleigh
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Don returns home a broken man, but with the help of his wife Lanh, he slowly recovers. Now it is Lanh's turn to chase her dreams and they move to Colorado, where she has taken a teaching position. They meet Karole, and she fast becomes Lanh and Kim-ly's new sister. Unfortunately, life takes some bad turns and tests the mettle of their marriage, and are Lanh's angels benevolent or are they hostile?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Paranormal Exhibitionism Oral Sex Voyeurism
Tam started her breathing again, “He, He, Hoo, Hoo, He, He, Hoo, Hoo...” Jake sat alongside, holding her hand, breathing along with her. Nine-year-old Chip and his four-year-old little brother Liam were in a corner of the room with Grandma Mai and Jake’s mom, Grandma Amy, sitting at their feet playing with trucks. A large screen TV was tuned to children’s programming for the boys. The room looked like a big, comfortable family room, with comfortable furniture, wood paneling, paintings on the wall, and toys for the kids. But when Chip and Liam heard Tam’s breathing exercises, they jumped up and raced over to the bed where she was laying and began looking for something.
“What are you looking for honey?” Tam asked.
“Arlo,” said Liam. “Is he here yet?”
“What if the baby is a girl?” asked Jake.
“Then ... we call her ... Carla?” said Chip brightly. He was learning word gender in Spanish from Aunt Rosa, so in his mind Arlo went to Arla, then to Carla.
That set Tam laughing when he explained that to her. Then she suddenly grabbed the sides of her distended stomach, her eyes grew wide, and she stopped laughing. “I don’t think he liked being called Carla ... ooohhhh, this is a big one!”
Jake took Tam’s hand, and it looked for all the world like they were wrist wrestling. “I’m feeling pushy!” she cried as she pushed against his hand.
“Liam! Feel this!” said Chip, as he patted his mother’s stomach.
“Wow! Did she swallow a rock?” gasped Liam as he patted his mom’s tummy. Her stomach was rock hard caused by her abdominal muscles contracting, pushing their little sister, or brother, down the birth canal.
Tam lay back, soaked in sweat, the contraction over. “I think there’s too many children in the room right now,” she gasped.
“How long was that?” asked Jake.
“One minute thirty,” called his mother, not allowing a new grandchild to interfere with her conversation with Mai, but she was very good at timing contractions. One minute thirty seconds meant Arlo or Carla was almost here.
A nurse came in and sat down on a stool near the end of the bed and reached under the sheet. “Let’s see how we’re doing here,” she said from behind her mask.
“We’re having a baby,” Liam informed the nurse with all the authority a four-year-old can generate. “She’s going to be a girl.”
“I know!” said the Nurse. “And she’s almost here!” She got up, stripped off her gloves and reached for the wall phone. She spoke into it shortly, then turned to Mai and Amy. “Grandmas, we need you to take these big brothers down the hall for some ice cream.”
“Ok you two,” said Mai, “Let’s go find some ice cream!”
New brother or sister was immediately forgotten as the boys fell in line with their grandmothers. “Does Carla like ice cream?” asked Liam.
“Course not,” said his big brother Chip. “Babies don’t have no teeth.” Big brothers know everything.
As they exited one door, the delivery team entered another door and began setting up the delivery room. What looked like ornate wood paneling was merely cleverly carved cabinet doors that were opened up, revealing all forms of medical equipment. More devices sprang from hidden ceiling panels, operating theater lights, oxygen lines. The bed became a birthing chair; the end dropped away, and Tam’s feet were placed in stirrups, the back was elevated until she was nearly sitting straight up. Equipment was rolled in, IV stands, equipment trays, an incubator ... Tam tried to describe to Jake the activity as the room transformed from a suburban family room with a hospital bed in the corner, to a fully equipped delivery room in minutes flat, but another contraction started as the job neared completion. When she opened her eyes, her OB/GYN Doctor Schaeffer was seated between Tam’s widespread legs.
“Doctor.” Tam gave Dr. Schaeffer a weak smile in greeting.
“Doctor,” smiled Dr. Schaeffer in return as she reached out to Tam. “Let’s see what we have ... oh, we won’t be here long...”
Chip and Liam would disagree with that estimate. The ice cream at the cafeteria was complete, and it was taking forever for the nurse to come out and tell them about the new baby. There was a TV in the waiting room tuned to a police drama, but a very heartbroken looking family was sitting in front of it, watching but not seeing, waiting for news of a loved one that they knew in their hearts would be dreadful. Trying to keep the boys entertained was difficult. Toys were at a minimum in the children’s area of the waiting room.
When Kim-ly arrived out of breath, Mai and Amy expected her to be their savior and take over entertaining Chip and Liam, but she informed them in no uncertain terms that she was going to the delivery room to help Jake. “I’ve been Jake’s audio description service for both Chip and Liam. I’m not going to miss welcoming Abbie into the world!” insisted Kim-ly.
“It’s Carla now,” informed Amy.
“Carla? Where did that come from?” asked an incredulous Kim-ly. She just spent the past six months getting used to the baby being named Abbie.
“Chip, he just came up with it and your sister liked it.” The way Mai said “your sister” implied that Tam’s existence was Kim-ly’s fault.
“I’ll go straighten her out, here watch my purse,” and she dropped her purse, coat, hat, and gloves on her mother’s lap, kicked off her snow-covered boots and strolled off to the delivery room in her stocking feet.