Chapter 17

We worked our usual shift on Saturday and slept in on Sunday. AJ joined us for brunch around eleven am. and we talked. I was in my bathrobe, attempting to hide the slight color change of my nipples. I wasn't showing - the baby was merely a collection of cells at that point - but I was terrified of what Nollie's reaction would be when she found out.

Nollie answered the door when Ann and Mom rang the doorbell, and I put on another pot of coffee. AJ wasn't visibly nervous, but I could tell he wasn't looking forward to our meeting. We were seated around the kitchen table with the remains of our meal when I made my announcement.

I didn't know what else to say, so I just said, "Nollie? Mom? I'm pregnant."

Ann was the first to congratulate me, and AJ looked happy. Mom had an unreadable look on her face, and Nollie just grimaced.

"It's about time," Nollie said, getting up from her chair and leaving the room. She wasn't smiling.

"You should have told her first," Mom said, and followed Nollie.

I started crying and AJ hugged me. Ann provided a little comfort too, but I was scared. The logic of keeping my pregnancy secret from Nollie evaporated, and I cried harder.

Ann and AJ left about two and I cleaned the kitchen. I was drinking some tea when Nollie and Mom came around the corner and motioned for me to join them on the couch. I sat in the middle and put my cup on the coffee table.

Mom took my hand and said, "Relax, no one is going to hurt you."

Nollie didn't touch me; she asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I said, "Because I thought you'd be mad! You were trying to get pregnant, and this was an accident!"

Mom said, "Children aren't accidents. They're little people."

Nollie asked, "Just because you think this was an accident, you're not going to treat the baby any differently, are you?"

"Of course not!" I said. "It's just that I knew you were trying really hard to get pregnant. I thought if I got pregnant before you did, you'd be angry. And I don't think it's an accident, either. I got lucky, that's all."

"You're right about one thing, Sarah," she said, "I'm seriously pissed! Not at the fact you're pregnant! I'm extremely happy about that. What really pisses me off is that you didn't tell me first. I love you, and you should have said something."

Mom said, "Nollie is right. You should have told her first, then AJ. You have to keep your priorities straight."

"I know! I know!" I cried. "I'm sorry!"

Nollie said, "All this shows me is that we have some trust issues to work on, and maybe this will take some of the pressure off."

Mom patted my hand, said, "Remember we love you," and left us alone.

I was still crying and Nollie walked me to our bedroom. She pulled off my bathrobe and said, "I know your body as well as I know my own. I've loved it, and you, for a long, long time. I probably knew you were pregnant before you did. You're going to look more beautiful than ever with a big belly."

"I love you and I'm sorry," I said through my tears.

"Apology accepted," she said. "You didn't exactly lie to me, but you did keep something secret that was big news. Why did you think I'd be mad?"

"Because you were trying so hard and coming up empty all the time," I said.

"I expected it to take a while," she said. "Mom said it took years for her to become pregnant with me."

Nollie hugged me and my tears slowly dried up. She kissed me and took off her robe.

She flopped on the bed with a big grin and said, "Come here to your lover, sweet Sarah. You and I are going to celebrate."

The sex and the love that night was the best in recent memory. I came so many times I lost count, and I gave as good as I got.

We were cuddled for sleep when Nollie whispered, "Make me a promise. Don't lie, and don't keep secrets. Keep me in the front of your heart, always."

I said, "I promise."

I didn't know what the rules were for staff pregnancy, so I asked Ann. She said it wasn't a problem as far as she knew, but advised me to keep quiet until she could find out more. I didn't hear anything from her and after a few days, I forgot all about it.

AJ was going to be a Daddy and he was all smiles. He began coming over more often for supper and loving, and the atmosphere returned to its prior condition of smiles and sex between the three of us.

Christmas was funny; I got two hand-made pairs of baby booties from Ann, one pink and one blue. Mom got me a crib, and Nollie and I started cleaning and painting our storage bedroom. We put children's wallpaper on the walls and hung mobiles over the crib. I put my boxes in the garage, hoping that eventually I'd be able to go through them and show my son or daughter a little about Michelle's life. I began to think of her as "Grandma", and told her about the baby and my life when I visited her grave that year. Nollie went with me, and we talked about our love and our future. I think Michelle heard us.

Watching the renewed passion and tenderness between AJ and Nollie made me horny as hell, and I imagine the pregnancy didn't help much. I masturbated in the chair while they made love, and a few times I even sat on the bed as I watched. Nollie was giggly and funny, cracking jokes and laughing as she made love. I'd never seen her so relaxed.

One evening I got carried away by my horniness and stripped off my panties. Nollie was on her belly with her butt in the air and AJ was behind her, taking full advantage of the situation. They had been at it for ten minutes or so, going fairly slow and easy. I'd heard Nollie moan a couple of times and I knew she was definitely enjoying it. AJ appeared to be in no hurry at all, and he was using his hands on Nollie's butt.

I slipped onto the bed and wiggled around until I was sitting directly behind them, with a clear view of his balls swinging in the wind. They weren't really swinging; they were tucked up tight, but you know what I mean. I also had a nice view of her pussy with his shaft inside it. Each stroke would make her labia move and her clit had grown large with arousal. I was super-horny, massaging my clit as I watched.

He picked up the tempo a little and I got an idea. I rolled onto my back and stuck my head between his legs. Using them for leverage, I wormed my way forward until my face was directly underneath her pussy.

AJ said, "What are you doing?" in a breathy voice.

I hoped he was too involved to care about me, so I said, "Never mind me. Go ahead and do what you were doing."

He grunted and returned his attention to moving his hips. Up close the smell was heady and sweet, and her pussy was wet. The sight and sound of his cock moving in and out only increased my arousal level, and I craned my neck forward and gave her clit a lick.

She squealed, turned her head toward me and asked, "What the hell?"

I nudged her knees a little farther apart, which lowered her pussy within range of my tongue and said, "Ride 'em, cowboy!" It's impossible to eat a pussy with a dick in it without touching the dick once in a while. My horny nature overcame my hesitance and I licked him too. He was nice and hard and didn't taste very bad at all. Not what I expected, but expectations don't match reality very often.

I reached for her ass and grabbed a handful, then started licking and sucking her clit in time to his thrusts. His cock rubbed my chin in its travels, and I added a bit more stimulation. She squealed again and tensed up, then started grunting. I put AJ's knees by my armpits to give him a little more freedom of movement, and continued what I was doing. She began dripping, which was a sure sign of imminent orgasm, so I surrounded her clit with my mouth and sucked - just hard enough to feel it start to pulse.

I didn't have much of a view from my position, but it was still a beautiful thing to watch. She came, with her back arched and her whole body vibrating. She stuffed her face into the pillows and screamed several times; the loudest came when AJ would bottom out inside her. His balls were scratching my chin a little, but I didn't care. Her toes curled and I thought her lower stomach was going to pound my forehead black and blue.

The best part for me was feeling her come with my tongue. When she tensed with the contractions her pussy would tighten; a teaspoon or more of cum would dribble around his shaft and drop into my waiting mouth. I tasted the mixture and decided I didn't give a damn. She was cumming, and I tried to make it last as long as possible. I gulped some air a few times and at the end I heard her moan, the heaving sigh of satisfaction. Her tummy went slack and I felt her moving, so I wriggled out from underneath them. I sat up and saw AJ had moved to one side and was lying down beside her.

She stared at me through hooded eyes and asked, "What did you do to me?"

Right about then I burped some of the swallowed air, wiped my chin with my fingers and asked, "Was it good for you too?"

January brought some more snow, but not enough to miss work or be late. We took on a little more responsibility under our supervisor's watchful eye and started to think we were being helpful at last. The good times were here and I watched what I ate and drank.

In Mid-February, we were going to have supper to celebrate the completion of the interior of the major buildings at AJ's farm complex. The house was up and being worked on, the garages were done, and the facility would open for business in May.

I was cooking one night and ran out of butter, so Nollie put on her shoes and coat and ran to the store for me. I stood at the stove with AJ's hands over my belly and his mouth nibbling my ear, feeling every bit as happy as a mother-to-be should. I had to lower the flame on the vegetables after a half-hour, wondering what was keeping Nollie.

Three minutes later she crashed through the door, threw her purse at the wall and screamed, "Those motherfuckers!"

It took a few minutes to get the complete story, because Nollie was mad. I recognized her purple face as rage personified. She finally sat at the table and calmed enough to begin. She was slouched in the chair, a picture of angry defeat.

"What's this about motherfuckers?" AJ asked. "Who are they, but more important, where are they?"

"Relax; they're not chasing me or anything," Nollie said. "I went to the store for butter, like you asked, and I was going down the aisle toward the coolers."

AJ nodded and said, "Ok, then what?"

Nollie was choosing her words carefully and she said, "I'd gotten what I wanted and turned around to leave. That bitch from Personnel, Lydia Montgomery, grabbed my arm and stopped me."

"And?" I prompted.

"She dug in her purse and handed me two pink slips," she said, "and she looked like she'd just won the lottery when she did it!"

"What?" AJ asked.

"We've been fired," Nollie said resignedly. "For improper behavior."

"They can't do that!" I protested.

"Aaahhh, but they can," Nollie said. "According to Lydia it's a done deal, and we have no recourse. We can't even appeal their decision."