1. Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle--Part 3


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Death, Domination/submission, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    always was…and I always will be. Now, I’d appreciate if you’d take my urine then I’ll want you to clean your mouth and use the toilet. I know you’ll feel much better when I’m in the hospital, but no speeding. We still have plenty of time.” Henry helped me into my car. We had two now even though Henry preferred to walk to school. We thought he would need one once the baby came. How would he get to the store for food or take Alicia to the doctor? He had a Toyota Camry and I had another BMW, an X5 SUV. I had a much easier time getting into the SUV which was much higher than the Camry. My bag was placed into the back seat and Henry backed out into the street. I could see his concentration as he drove. Henry was always concerned about my safety, but never more so than today. Several drivers beeped when he was slow once the light had turned green. Nassau County drivers would never be considered patient or polite, but today Henry seemed to find the bottom of the barrel on our thirty minute drive to the hospital. He dropped me and the bag off at the entrance, making sure I was comfortable on the bench before trying to find a parking spot. It was almost twenty minutes later when he trotted around the corner, his face showing his concern and his exertion—he was sweating heavily. He found me a wheelchair and, in a rare display of assertiveness, insisted that I be wheeled to Obstetrics. Ten minutes later I was wiggling my ass at him through one of those hideous gowns. Women are fairly ...
    adept at buttoning and tying behind our necks and backs, not that I ever tied an apron, but I needed Henry to fasten the back of this monstrosity. I wasn’t in bed more than three minutes before Henry disappeared, returning with a big cup of ice and water. He spoke quickly when he saw the expression on my face. “Remember those pre-natal classes; best thing to drink is ice water. I’ll get you a towel in a few minutes.” I had to smile. “Henry, we’re hours away from that. Wait until the doctor comes in. She’ll tell you.” Dr. Groenke came in about ten minutes later. I told her the contractions were now about fifteen minutes apart. She checked me for dilation and told us, “Ten to twelve hours; get comfortable and relax. Henry, sit down before you have a heart attack.” The time crawled and crawled. I even turned on the TV and was reminded immediately why Henry and I always found time to make love. We rarely watched the tube. Truthfully, most of it was tedious and I hated the so-called “reality shows.” I had trouble finding anything remotely related to “real” in any of them. The only good thing was that Henry was near me the entire time. We held hands and kissed and we told each other how much we loved each other maybe thirty times over the next few hours. Finally, at six I told Henry to go to the cafeteria for dinner. He was reluctant to leave me so I gave him the scowl I had perfected during his training so many years ago. He knew better than to argue. He was back twenty-five minutes ...
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