Saturday

Megan

I woke up sick as a dog around 7am this morning and was in the middle puking when I noticed Mike standing at the door with a concerned look on his face.

"You alright?" He asked.

"I dunno," I replied. "When it happened yesterday I thought it was just the wine, now I'm not sure. Maybe it's the food, I normally eat like a rabbit... you know salads and fruit, never anything really greasy. Yesterday I actually ate rabbit, and this whole week I've been eating different. My stomach is just probably not used to it."

"Maybe we should take you to the doctor's, just to be safe." Mike said.

"Maybe, " I replied. "Of course it might be from walking around naked all week and I just caught something. I usually get sick in the spring time anyway, and the weather has been colder than usual until this week." I replied.

"Could be, but lets get you checked out to make sure." He replied.

"Ok, if you insist." I said. "But I hate doctors. Dentists I can do, but not doctors."

"Ok, well do you think you can hold down some food?" He asked.

"Yea, probably." I replied. "Whatever it was, it seems to be gone now. Maybe it's just my nerves from all the shit that's happened. I'm just stressing myself too much or something."

"I'll go make us something light to eat." He replied.

"Ok, thanks." I replied. "I'm gonna clean up a bit."

"Ok, come on upstairs to the kitchen when you're done." Mike said, heading out.

I grabbed a cup, filled it with water and washed my mouth out. Then I brushed my teeth and cleaned my face with some soap and water.

When I was done I went upstairs to find Mike. He had a nice bowl of fresh fruit and had a tall glass of juice waiting for me.

"Oooo... I see strawberries, bananas, peaches, kiwi, grapes, cantelope... this is a fruit buffet!" I said.

"All fresh," He said.

"Where'd it come from?" I asked.

"Front porch. The guy at the market in town always drops off a crate of fresh fruit for us every saturday morning. My step-mom is a fruit nut after all. That's all she ever eats and she only drinks fresh juice." He replied.

"This is fresh too?" I asked holding up the juice... it looked different, kinda like orange juice but lighter and more yellowish.

"Yup, try it." he said.

I took a sip. Not bad, but I was trying to figure out what was in it.

"Ok... I taste oranges, and I think banana. What else is in here or is that it? I like it though." I asked.

"Oranges, Bananas, Pears, Apple, and Pineapple." He replied.

"Mmmn... it's sweet, how much sugar?" I asked.

"None, all it is is pure juice." He replied.

"How'd you do it?" I asked.

"We got one of those electric juicer machines." He said. "I did add a small bit of spring water though to make it a bit lighter."

"I like it... I could definitely get used to this." I replied, taking another sip and eating a strawberry.

"Good," He said, handing me the phone.

"What's this for?" I asked.

"To call your doctor and make an appointment." He replied.

"I don't think..." I said, but he stopped me short.

"You're going to, or no skydiving today." He replied.

"You wouldn't..." I said looking at him. He was definitely serious by the look on his face. "You would?"

"Yea, so get a dialing." He replied.

"I need a phone book." I said.

He handed me the yellow pages, and I found Doc Wilson's number in it. I called the office and spoke to the receptionist who said they could fit me in around 5 this afternoon. So I went ahead and scheduled the appointment. It was with some new doctor working for Doc Wilson, a Dr. Grey, but I figured she would do just fine.

I hung up the phone while shooting some sinister looks at Mike, then finished my meal. After that I helped him to clean up the kitchen and we went back down to his room to get cleaned up and dressed. We wound up showering together of course, and I managed to drag him into the jacuzzi with me right after that. While we were in it, I raped him. I've always wanted to say that.

"Damn... someone's horny." He said.

"Shut up, sit back, and let me fuck you." I replied.

"Ok," he replied while leaning back.

I stroked his dick a few times, to make sure he was ready (which he was of course) then aimed it and sank down onto him. Do I have to tell you how much I enjoyed being in control? A LOT! I rode him as fast as I could manage, but the tub and water caused some problems. Mainly I couldn't keep my feet from losing grip, and slipped a few times. Other than that, it was great. I loved the feeling, and I went nuts when he reached down and started to rub my clitty.

It didn't take me too long to experience my first of the session, and I had two more after that before he had his. Talk about a nice way to start the day.

We finished up the 'cleaning', then got dressed and drove to that place he had talked about. It was in the middle of nowhere, about an hour's drive from town. We had to stop and get gas in the car, but other than that we went straight there.

It only took us 40 minutes, but then again Mike drives like a bat out of hell. I swear I thought saw the needle reach 100 on the speedometer at one point. I didn't care of course, I was ecstatic about finally being able to do this.

When we got there we went inside and talked to some guy named Trevor who told us the deal. There were three types of jumps they did for newbies. Tandem, Static Line, and Accelerated Freefall. He told us about each and we wanted to do the freefall one but that would require more time than we had. We settled on doing the static one, which only required a 3hr class and would count towards our license if we ever wanted to pursue it.

Luckily he drives fast, cause we got there 10 minutes till 9 and the class we needed was just about to begin. So Mike handed the guy his credit card, then we found some seats.

It was interesting, boring, and exciting... the class that is. I guess it was a good requirement though, because after we jumped out of the plane we'd be by ourselves. We'd have to maneuver and land by ourselves with only a guy talking us down over some radio thingy in the helmets they made us wear. Needless to say I paid really close attention.

When it was through, they made each of us demonstrate how to do certain things and made sure we didn't have any questions. When the instructors were satisfied, they piled us into a plane and we took off. There was another couple there, and two other guys.

Everyone just talked about a whole lot of nothing on the ride up to the jump point, which took 15 minutes.

Mike

The whole time on the way up I kept thinking 'she really better appreciate this' and 'what the hell am I thinking?'. Jumping out of a perfectly good airplane was never something I figured I would do. Funny how your best laid plans are tossed out the window for love, or in this case a plane, huh? I'm not totally against it or else I wouldn't be here. It just wasn't something that ranked high among my list of 'must-do' things in life.

The little red light went orange, which meant for us to stand and clip our little lanyards to the line in the plane. The instructors came around and made sure everything was in order with each one of us, then opened the door in the back.

Stupid me had decided for us to sit at the back, which meant we were the first ones to go on the green light. Megan was jumping up and down almost, and told me if I got in front of her she'd kill me. I was gonna let her go first anyway.

"Ready?" I asked her.

"YES!" She screamed back.

"Love ya," I replied.

"Love ya too." She said, trying to kiss me. The helmets caused a problem though, so we just settled for a nice hug.

Maybe 15 seconds later the light went green and she started to the edge, paused for a sec and then jumped. I had to wait for the instructor to signal me to go, which he did a few seconds later.

Here we go, I thought as I just walked out to the end and jumped. Talk about an experience... you could see everything for miles around. It was beautiful, and the adrenalin rush was wicked. This was 100 times better than anything I had done before, and I knew in the first few seconds I'd be doing it again, real soon.

I absolutely loved it although it was a bit shorter than I'd like, maybe a whole 5 minutes. When I touched down Megan jumped on me and was babbling on like a fool. She was definitely happy, very happy.

We gathered our shutes and gear with the help of some guys on the ground and loaded them into a truck. After that we stood next to the truck watching the others come in and land. When everyone had landed and got their gear in the truck, we all piled into a van and headed back to the main site. Along the way the instructor told us we could make another jump right away if we wanted for $75/head, so we jumped at the chance. The other couple in our group declined as the guy had hurt his ankle landing but the rest of us went for it.

After getting back and grabbing new gear, we boarded the plane again and went back up. This time they went to 7000 feet instead of 5000 feet, so it would last a bit longer. We weren't going to complain about that.

It was just as good as the first, if not better. My landing on the second was a bit worse than my first but still very respectable given it was just my second time. The first time I hit within 5 meters of the target and on the second try it was just outside 10 meters.

When everyone was down we loaded up the gear into that truck again, then headed back. I guess two in a day was the limit, because they didn't say anything about another one. I talked with Trevor and he gave me info on what we'd need to get started on our A license, as well as USPA applications. We thanked him, then headed back to the car and started to drive back to town.It was around 3:30 then, not bad considering the 3hr class and making two jumps.

"I assume we'll be back there soon?" I said.

"Ugh-huh," Megan replied. "I just need to get a job first. According to this info Trevor gave us, it isn't cheap. Looks like at least $1200 each before we get a license."

"Worth it though," I replied.

"Speaking of which, how much did that really cost?" Megan asked.

"You don't want to know." I replied.

"Tell me," she replied.

"$325," I said.

"Oh my god!" Megan said. "I guess since there were two it isn't that bad, but god... that's a lot."

"Ugh... that's per person." I replied.

"WHAT!" Megan said.

"Yea, $325 per person. $250 for the class and initial jump, then $75 for the second jump." I replied.

"We shouldn't have..." she started to say.

"Hey, don't worry about it. I had a blast, and I know you did too. I'm not worried about it." I replied.

"It's too much though." She replied.

"Naw, just pocket change." I replied.

"Not to me... that's a good deal of money." Megan said.

"Don't worry about it." I said. "Besides, those two jumps count towards our requirements. So, it should only take about $900 more for each of us to get the license, at least by their figures in those brochures."

"Mike, I'll pay you back, I swear." Megan said.

"Why? It was my idea to go today, and I don't regret it. Besides, it's already been handled." I said.

Megan

It was a blast, I had the time of my life. On the way back we talked about it in the car, and I was a bit shocked that he spent $650 on it.

"What's been handled?" I asked.

"The remainder of the courses, I struck a deal with trevor if I prepaid them." He replied.

"You're kidding, right?" I asked.

"Nope, he's only gonna charge us $700 each since I prepaid for it all." He replied.

"On top of the $650 today?" I asked.

"Yup, so I went ahead and paid for both of us... call it a graduation present." He replied.

"You're telling me you just spent over $2000 dollars today." I asked, shocked.

"Yup," he replied. "I do believe it's the second best purchase I've made this year" He replied.

"Ok... what was the first then?" I asked.

"It's on your finger darling." He replied.

"Ah," I replied looking at the ring.

I didn't say much after that as I was a bit too shocked after all that had happened. It's a reoccurring theme in the past week, isn't it. Me being too shocked that is.

We made it back to town, grabbed some food at a drive-thru, then ate at the park. When we were done, we headed to the doctors office and pulled in 15 minutes before my appointment. We went inside and I signed in at the nurses station, then we sat in the waiting room.

There wasn't hardly anyone there, I guess Saturday afternoons are slow for them. About 10 minutes later a nurse called my name and showed me to an exam room. I had Mike go with me of course.

"Put this on please, the doctor will be with you shortly." The nurse said handing me a gown and then left the room.

I stripped out of my clothes and put the gown on, then sat on the table. Mike sat in a chair next to it and held my hand until the doctor came in. She was new to the office, looked to be in her late thirties.

"Megan?" she said.

"Yes," I replied.

"Hi, I'm Dr. Grey." She said, holding out her hand.

"Hi," I replied, shaking her hand. "Nice to meet you."

"So, why did you come to see us today?" she asked.

I told her about the past week, the whole naked in school bit, and the recent puking in the mornings. I also told her I just thought it was my nerves, but that my fiancee forced me to get checked out.

"Well, let's see what we can find out." She replied.

She gave me the usual 'physical', you know... stick out your tongue, looked into my ears, throat, and nose. She checked my blood pressure, hit the knee with that god awful device, etc. She also asked me a slew of questions, which I answered.

"Have you started taking any medications recently?" She asked.

"Ugh, no... well, I did get the birth control shot right before this started to happen." I replied.

"Who gave you that?" She asked.

"Nurse at school." I replied.

"Are you sexually active?" She asked.

"Yes," I replied.

"Well, I would like to get samples of your blood and urine for some tests. The shot could be the culprit, but we won't know for sure without running tests." She replied.

"Ugh... ok." I replied.

"I'll send the nurse in in just a second." She replied.

The doctor wrote some things on her board, then left the room. Mike came over and gave me a hug, whispered 'I love you' into my ear, and kissed me on the forehead.

A few minutes later a nurse came in and drew some blood from my arm and then gave me a cup to pee in. Then she lead me down the hall to a restroom. It took me a few minutes but I managed to fill it a bit. When I go back she told me to wait and that the doctor would be back in 10 or 15 minutes with the results of the preliminary tests.

About 10 minutes later the doctor returned with a strange white thing in her hand which kinda looked like a thermometer or something.

"Well Megan, it seems that my guess was correct." She said.

"Ok, so what's wrong with me doc?" I asked.

"Could you leave the room for a second, sir?" She asked looking at Mike.

"My fiancee stays," I said.

"Ok, I'm sorry. I didn't know, congratulations on the engagement." She said.

We both said thanks.

"I guess more congratulations are in order as you're pregnant." She said.

I must have passed out, because the next thing I remember is hearing their voices and seeing Mike's face looking over me.

Mike

"Welcome back," I said.

"What happened?" Megan asked.

"You fainted." Dr. Grey said.

"I did?" Megan replied.

"Yup," I said.

"I'm sorry," Megan said with a worried look on her face. "Did she say..."

"Pregnant?" I asked.

"Ugh-huh," Megan replied.

"Yup, seems that way." I said.

"How?" Megan asked.

"Do I need to explain the birds and bees to you darling?" I said, laughing a little.

"That's not what I meant." Megan said. "I had the shot, it's supposed to stop that."

"Well Megan, normally it should but there is always a slight chance that this might happen. The result was concluded from a simple home pregnancy type test from your urine, but we should know for sure this evening once the results come back from the blood test. I will tell you that these simple pregnancy tests based on urine we use here are 95% accurate, and you are showing all the symptoms of morning sickness." Dr. Grey said.

"How long until you know for sure?" Megan asked.

"It usually takes an hour for the confirmation with a blood test." Dr. Grey said. "I'm finished with your exam, so you can either wait in the waiting room or head home and we'll call you with the results."

"Call us please," Megan said.

"Ok, before you leave make sure the nurse at the front desk has the number you can be reached at this evening. I'll also have her get you a expectant mother package. It tells you some important information regarding your options, what to expect, and has a timetable showing when visits or procedures can and cannot be done." Dr. Grey said.

"Thank you," Megan said.

"If you have any questions, please feel free to call us. " Dr. Grey replied, leaving the room.

Megan was sitting on the table with her face in her hands.

"You alright?" I asked.

"NO! I'm fucking pregnant." Megan replied, trying not to cry. "I don't know what to do."

I really didn't know what I could say or do to comfort her, so I just gave her a hug and whispered I love you. We sat there for the next few minutes hugging each other, before she spoke up.

"I need to get dressed." She said.

"Ok," I replied kissing her on the forehead and letting go.

Megan took of the gown and put her clothes back on, then we headed out to the front desk where she gave the nurse her cell phone number and my house number. The nurse handed her a binder and told her to look over it, then she signed out and we left.

The ride back to my house was quiet, neither of us said anything. She just sat in the passenger's seat and just stared out her window. When we pulled into my driveway, I got out and headed around to her side to open her door. Then we headed into the house and down to my room.

"We should talk." I said.

"I know, but I just need some time to think first." She replied, laying down on my bed.

"Do you want to be alone?" I asked.

"No, hold me." She said.

I kicked off my shoes and laid down next to her on the bed. We were both laying on our sides, facing each other as I wrapped my arm around her and kissed her on the forehead. We laid there like that for a while, both of us falling asleep in each other's arms. The next thing I remember was waking up to the phone ringing.

"Hello?" I said, answering the phone.

"Is Megan Marbary there please?" A female's voice said.

"Who's calling please?" I asked.

"This is Nurse Jamison from Dr. Wilson's office." The lady said.

"Hold on one second, she's asleep. I'll wake her up." I replied.

I put hit the hold button on the handset, then rolled over and gently shook Megan.

"Honey, there's a nurse from the doctor's office wanting to talk to you." I said.

It took her a few seconds to come around, but when she did I handed the phone to her.

"Hello?" Megan asked.

She listened to what the lady said then hung up the phone.

"Thanks," Megan said holding back tears as she hung up.

"Positive?" I asked.

She nodded yes, and started to cry. I just grabbed her and kissed her, then held her to my chest.

"What... are we going to do?" Megan sobbed.

"Well, there's three choices. We can have the child, we can give it up for adoption, or you can have an abortion." I replied. "I can't say I'm too fond of the last two, but I'll support you in which ever you choose. What do you want?"

"I dunno... I'm so scared. What choice do we have, neither of us is in a position to raise a kid?" Megan said.

"Why not?" I asked.

"We're not even out of high school yet!" Megan said.

"So, I for one think you would be an excellent mother." I replied.

"You... you want to have the kid, don't you?" Megan asked, a bit stunned I think.

"I do and I think you do too." I replied kissing her again.

"I do... but how can we do that?" Megan asked.

"Simple really... we buy a house, move the marriage up a bit sooner if you like, have the kid and wait a year or two to go to college. After the kid's a bit older, we go on with our plans for college." I replied.

"How the hell can we buy a house?" Megan said.

"Come here, I want to show you something." I said, getting up and heading over to my computer.

She just sat there on the bed and looked at me like I was an alien from another planet.

"Megan, you remember when you asked me where I got all my money from?" I said.

"Yea," she replied.

"Well, if you come here I'll show and tell you." I said.

She got up and headed over to the computer. I hit the icon in the dock for Quicken, and it loaded up. Then I selected my checking account at the local bank and pointed to the balance.

"Am I seeing things right?" Megan asked, quite shocked. "You're joking right?"

"No, I do believe it says my balance in checking is around $85,000." I said rather matter of factly.

"How?" Megan asked.

"Well, me and my Uncle own our own business so to speak, and it's very profitable." I replied. "BUT, that's just the balance for my checking at the local bank. I have a lot more money invested in stocks, gold, real estate, and other things."

"You're telling me you're rich?" Megan asked.

"Yup, pretty much so. The last time I checked with the accountant my net worth was in the millions, the low millions that is." I said.

"Mi... millions?" Megan gasped.

"Yea, weird huh?" I said.

"You're not joking are you?" Megan asked.

"No, I'm not. I'm dead serious." I said.

"How?" She asked.

"Well, you have to swear to never tell a soul?" I said.

"Ok... ugh... sure." She replied.

"We run a data storage facility for big businesses, trade secrets and stuff." I said. "We're very secretive about it, and our clients expect nothing less. We have a couple different dummy companies to hide our tracks and we just tell most people that Uncle Joe either hit it big on the stock market or won the lottery, and they assume it's true."

I think it was a bit to much info for her, cause she just stood there with her mouth wide open trying to digest everything she had just heard.

"Catching flies or inviting me for some fun?" I grinned.

That got her attention and she smacked me on the shoulder.

"Pervert," she said. "So that's why you declared yourself independent, isn't it?"

"Guilty as charged on both counts, " I said. "You alright with this?"

"I dunno... first I find out I'm pregnant and that makes me happy, but so sad at the same time too because I didn't think there was any way to manage it. Now I find out my fiancee is a freaking millionaire, and... I dunno... I'm..." She said, unable to finish.

"You're what honey?" I asked.

"Shocked, surprised beyond words, I just don't know what to say." She replied.

"Well, how about you say... um... call a Realtor?" I said.

"Are you serious?" She asked.

"Yea, on one condition... we buy outside of the suburbs with a lot of land, and the house has to be a log home." I said.

"YES!" She screamed, jumping on me and kissing me.

"I take it you're excited?" I asked.

"Ugh-huh," she said while dragging me back to the bed.

"Horny?" I said, breaking our embrace.

"Very," she replied.

I won't bore you with the detail of what happened next, as you probably already know. We had the best sex in our relationship to date, and I'm willing to bet it had to do with everything that had transpired today.

After our little romp in the sack, I called the Realtor who handled my investment activities and told her to find us our dream property. She was very happy to oblige, after all I did tell that I was willing to spend a large sum and she does get 3% of the purchase price as a commission. The moment I told her what we wanted, she said she knew of a place that might be perfect for us. So, I had her call and schedule a showing ASAP. She said she'd call me back as soon as she could get a hold of the listing agent.

We headed upstairs to raid the fridge after that for a quick snack. There wasn't much in the fridge, so we got in the car and headed to town. We decided to go to a Steak and Shake since we both felt like burgers, and milk shakes really sounded good.

While we were eating the Realtor called me on my cell and said she was sure this property she told me about was just what we were looking for. She also said we could go through it anytime since it was vacant, even tonight. I said something to Megan and she was smiling ear to ear, so I asked the Realtor lady to meet us there this evening around 8. She agreed and I hung up.

We finished our meal, then drove around town a bit to kill time until we had to go look at that property.

Megan

Talk about having a hell of a day. Lets see, there was the skydiving thing... something I've been dying to try and I absolutely loved it. Then there was the news about the pregnancy, which was a total shock to me. I honestly thought it was the end of the world, I was so confused. I'll admit, I really was happy and sad at the same time.

Happy because I love kids and always wanted to have some, a lot of them actually. At the same time I was sad because I didn't think that it could happen for a while, or at least not until we managed to get our feet on the ground. I didn't know how to handle that unexpected news, and I really though I might have to do something I didn't want to do... something that made me sick to my stomach... that evil A word, you know... abortion.

You'd think after everything that has happened this week, nothing would surprise me? Wrong, Mike pulled another BIG surprise out of his hat so to speak. Now, I would be totally content spending the rest of my life in debt up to my ears if it meant I was with him, whom I love dearly. Money is useless to me, I've never seen it as a big deal like other people I know have.

If I didn't love him with all my heart and believe him to feel the same about me, I would have never accepted the ring. We were meant for each other, it was obvious to everyone around us and painfully obvious to me. Sure it happened rather quickly, but who am I to argue with true love?

We were driving around town killing time before we had to meet some real estate agent about a property, when he pulled into a car lot.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Just looking," he replied. "After all, you are pregnant and I must protect my precious cargo... both of you."

"What does that have to do with a car lot?" I asked.

"Well, granted we're driving a Volvo now which is a very safe automobile. Actually prolly on of the safest you can buy. But she's old and they've made a lot of advances in technology in the past 13 years or so. My wife and my kids will only ride in the safest vehicle I can buy, regardless of the cost." He said.

"You're telling me you're going to buy a new car also?" I said.

"Maybe I will, if I see something we like." He replied.

"We like?" I asked.

"Well, you have to like it too. After all, whatever I buy would be your car unless we bought two of them... which might be stretching it. We are looking at a house and we'll have to furnish it. I don't want any loans other than a small mortgage if I can help it, and I don't want to liquidate all my assets either." He said.

"Oh my god, you're serious aren't you?" I asked.

"Yup," he replied. "Actually I had planned on doing it anyway after I graduated, but now is as good of time as any."

What could I say to that? Not much, I was blown away... again! He has to be running out of that stuff, I keep telling myself. Just hold on, he can't keep blowing you mind every day... can he? I sure as hell hope not.

So we got out of the car and looked around the lot. A guy came out and introduced himself to us, said his name was Dick... how funny is that? At least he didn't act like one. He was rather pleasant considering the fact that he was helping a young couple, and this was a high-end dealership. They had three brands of cars here... Volvos, BMWs, and some other called an oudie or Audi or something like that.

Mike was a little frustrated when he walked us over to their basic cars which were obviously the smallest and cheapest ones on the lot. He was in the middle of telling us about one of them when Mike stopped him.

"We're not looking for a stripped down entry-level car, or a used car." He said.