Quarantine Pet - His Pet
I met Jack at a local restaurant called Sadie’s. The place had plenty of windows and an advanced air filtration system that allegedly swept for anything, including the virus. DeBlasio had, after the general election, finally eased restrictions. He didn’t have much of a choice since the city was going broke.
“We don’t have much time for lunch, wifey,” Jack reminded me. “I have to take you for that ultrasound today.”
“Oh, seriously? That’s today?” I whined. “C’mon, I just won my case. I want to have fun.”
“Baby first, then fun,” he said.
Sadie’s served a ridiculous steak salad that cost fifty dollars but tasted like a hundred. With some modifications, I was allowed to eat it. Jack ordered the same thing but drowned his in dressing.
Grabbing an Uber, we headed across town to my doctor’s office. The city had been steadily falling apart for months, but Jack and I spent our weekends and some days in the Hampton house. After the baby was born, we decided it would be the best spot to raise the kids.
At the doctor’s office, the ultrasound was surprisingly quick. The baby got a green bill of health. Jack and I kissed after seeing our baby for the first time.
“I promise to love you forever,” he whispered.
Jack was so romantic. God, I loved him.
Later, we got into a car to go home. With the merger completed, we could afford a limo on Fridays to get back out into the Hamptons. It was pretty relaxing and had a bar, not that I could drink anything.
“Congrats on your win,” Jack said, toasting me. “Don’t worry, I’ll drink for two.”
“Oh, ha-ha,” I said mockingly. “What’s the firm got lined up for me after?”
“Nothing,” he reminded me. “You’re staying home now, remember?”
“Did I agree to that?”
“Yes!” he laughed. “And in fact, you were supposed to start maternity leave last week. You have to relax for the baby.”
“Oh, pish-posh,” I dismissed. “Women have been giving birth for thousands of years, and they just stand up while farming in a field.”
“They also died in childbirth a bunch of times,” he countered. “Do you suddenly have a problem with staying at home?”
“Not really,” I sighed. “It just feels like I’ll be out of the action. The firm has so many cases.”
“You’re not missing that much,” he assured me. “Most of them are lawsuits against the city for wrongful shutdowns. If the other firms ever get their act together, we’ll turn it into a class action, and there’d be even less to do.”
“You’ll keep me apprised, right?”
“Yes. Just have the kid, please,” Jack requested. “You have to relax, Sandra.”
“I am, I am,” I promised. “I’m just excited and a little anxious. Did you talk to Kelton today? How does he like Indiana?”
“Says it’s great,” Jack relayed. “He’s in a small firm and a nice suburban town. His New York bonfires helped him go right in as a partner.”
“Do you think that’s what we should do?” I asked, looking out the window at the decaying city. “New York seems to be stable now, right?”
“Well, the tax base is mostly gone,” noted Jack. “The firm’s gotten hit with so many extra taxes for just operating here. They’re seriously thinking about taking the whole thing to upstate.”
“That sounds rural,” I noted.
“And freezing cold,” Jack added.
“Something to think about. Maybe I can do some research.”
“At home,” he insisted. “I swear, if you don’t stay at home, I’ve got a new pair of handcuffs, and I am not afraid to use them.”
We got inside, and I was anxious to get Jack inside of me. It was appropriate that we celebrate my victory in court. We went straight up to the bedroom, stripped down, and started kissing. Jack laid me down on the bed, my extended belly was a little bit in the way, but it didn’t seem to bother Jack. Noticing my distress, he kissed it.
Jack kept kissing me, and I soon found him lapping at my front doors. I spread my legs apart, and he cupped my buttocks while he ate me out. His tongue probed me and licked my folds and clit. We couldn’t play rough anymore, but his gentle touch in the right spot, it was heaven. He had me shivering within a matter of minutes.
We laid on the bed in a sideways sixty-nine, and I took his rigid cock into my mouth. I was sucking and licking while we both moaned in pleasure. Finally, unable to stand it, Jack repositioned me so he could enter me on the bed.
Opening my legs and my arms, I let him take me. He made sweet, gentle love to me. It wasn’t sex, it was love. His strokes were so tender, it was a slow build. The orgasm was slow too, and it washed over me like a warm breeze in the summer. I could feel his seed inside me, and it filled me with additional warmth.