Labor of Love

It’s Labor Day weekend, and since finding each other on that weekend, we’ve made a big deal out of the weekend every year. We always host a barbecue in the backyard. Lucy even talked me into getting a swimming pool. Not that she had to really talk me into it. More she asked and I made it happen.

She goes all out every year now. Even though the barbecue is small with just my parents and some of my old army buddies and their wives and kids, she still overdoes it. I head up the stairs. She’s likely in our room. She said she needed to slip on a bathing suit. Maybe I’ll catch her changing and will take my time like my mom suggested. She’s been doing a lot of that lately. With the hint of us having more kids.

It’s not for lack of trying that Lucy has not gotten pregnant again. We’ve never used protection. Never even talked about it. We have just always gone with it. Lucy believes fate will take care of everything, but it’s been four years since we had our son. I’d love another one—a little girl who looks just like her mama, but I’m good with what we have, too.

When I open the bedroom door I hear her humming in the closet. I stroll over and lean up against the door. She moves about the closet, putting a few things away then searching for a swimsuit. Fuck. I don’t know how I ever got so lucky. Fate had given her to me and I’ll spend every moment of our lives together making sure my girl is happy.

I want to ensure the shit from her past doesn’t taint her. There’s no more darkness in our lives, and we both make sure it stays that way. Thankfully, we don’t have to do much about her grandfather. Fucker got off easy if you ask me. Heart attack in jail before he was even tried for his crimes. It was bittersweet. I knew the asshole was out of her life, but I felt like he should have suffered more. At least she didn’t have to spend one more day thinking about him. I’d hated the idea of her having to testify against him and all his dirty dealings. My little one didn’t need that shit in her life anymore. She left that life behind the day she came running into mine, and she’s not going back.

I watch as she pulls off her sundress and slips her panties down her leg. I’m moving before they can even hit the floor. I wrap my arms around her from behind, breathing in her sweet honey smell.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” I tell her, nipping at her bare shoulder. She turns in my arms and smiles up at me.

“Sorry. I got hung up.” She doesn’t look sorry at all. In fact, I think she knew I’d come looking for her. I pick her up carrying her over to the island that sits in the center of closet.

“I’m glad you did.” I reach between us, freeing my cock, and wasting no time, I push inside of her. Like always she’s ready for me. My little one has a greedy pussy—something I’ve enjoyed over the years. She moans as I thrust in and out of her. She clings to me as I make love to her, and we both cum together. My warm release fills her. Her pussy clamps tight around me, taking all of me into her body.

I stare down at her as she lies on the island, her chest rising and falling from our lovemaking, her hair spread out all around her. She looks well loved. She is.

I run my hand along her hips and to her stomach, which shows little marks from having our son. They always make my heart clench with love for what she’s given our family. I remember my thoughts about her giving me another child. Her growing round all over again.

“Feel free to take your time whenever you like if this is what happens when I come to find you,” I tease her. She licks her lips. Something flashes in her eyes and I know she wants to tell me something. I know her so well now. I can read every look that crosses her face. It didn’t take me long to acquire that skill, not when I can never tear my eyes from her.

“Little one.”

She bites her lip.

“Out with it,” I push.

“I was taking so long because I had to take a pregnancy test,” she finally admits. My body stills. “I didn’t want to tell you. Get your hopes up.” She sits up, wrapping her arms around my neck. “I’m pregnant,” she says against my mouth before kissing me.

I dig my fingers into her hair, deepening the kiss. My heart is so full I swear it almost hurts. My cock is fully back to life inside of her. She pulls back from the kiss. “I can’t wait to tell Mom.” She beams at me. My parents are her parents now, too. Lucy is the daughter they always wanted but couldn’t have. My girl eats up their attention as much as they eat up hers.