My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 15

"I thought it would be fun to have a catch," she said.

"As long as you don't throw like a girl," I said teasing her as I tried my glove on and punched the stiff new webbing to loosen it up a little.

"I promise not to if you won't," she said picking up her own glove.

I trotted to the far end of our backyard and awaited her first throw. True to her word she showed good form with her throwing motion, not that I was expecting anything different. The softball she threw to me was much bigger than the baseballs I grew up with but it didn't take me long to adjust. Once I had to jump to keep the ball from going over the fence when her throw sailed over my head. The smile on her face after told me she'd almost certainly done it on purpose. We stopped for another drink of iced tea after tossing the ball back and forth for a while then went right back to it. The sound of the gloves popping on the harder throws was music to my ears. She encouraged me to throw the ball harder the second time around and I was soundly impressed with her ability to catch it every time.

"The gloves were a great idea sweetie," I said throwing the ball to her glove side. "I guess the bright, sunny day is what made you think of them," I said as I snagged her return throw.

"That was part of it," she admitted.

"And the rest?" I asked.

"I wanted us both to be ready to play catch in case our first baby is a boy," she said.

"We're not supposed to talk about babies until you're pregnant," I reminded her.

"I know the rules. I'm not breaking them unless all three tests I took were wrong," she said with the most beautiful and heartwarming smile I'd ever seen. I was absolutely stunned. The ball I forgot to catch nearly hit me in the face as I stared at her dumbfounded.

"You're pregnant?" I asked. My heart was racing, my stomach was filled with butterflies, and my eyes were already filling with tears and that was before she nodded her head with her own eyes glistening. "Oh sweetie," I said racing towards her tossing my glove off in the process. My sweet Canadian girl jumped into my arms crushing my neck in her tight hug as I spun her around in glee. We were both crying, our tears mingling as we kissed long and hard. I had so many questions and so many things I wanted to tell her but I had to wait for a break in our kissing first.

"I'm going to have your baby," she said the moment we stopped kissing and suddenly we were making out again.

"I can't believe how good this feels. I love you sweetie; I love you so much. I promise I'll try my hardest everyday to be the father you want me to be," I said the tears still running down my cheeks.

"I knew you were the perfect father for my children long ago," she said wiping one side of my face dry and kissing me before the tears returned.

"The past two weeks I managed to stop worrying but now the pressure is gone forever," I said. The sense of relief over conceiving a child with Cassie was liberating. It felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders.

"I told you there was no reason to worry my love," she said kissing me again. "It was two weeks ago on the sofa that we made our baby," she said confidently. I had no idea how she knew but the moment she said it I knew it was true too.

"Should we go inside and start calling everyone to share the good news?" I asked.

"No," she said.

"No? Why not?" I asked.

"Because I want to make love to you right now," she said.

"Anything for the mother of my unborn child," I said my body tingling with love.

"Oh Dickie you're making me so wet," she sighed.

I was grateful that our making love blanket was sitting folded on the patio because I don't think either of us could have waited until I carried her all the way to our bedroom. Knowing that the houses being built around ours were unoccupied and that this Saturday was a rare day off for the hard working construction crews was helpful too. It meant that the backyard was the perfect place for us to make love. I stepped up onto the patio to grab our blanket and went right back down to the grass.

After shaking it out, I threw it on the grass and knelt on it with Cassie still clinging to me. I knew she wasn't about to let go of me yet which suited me just fine. Knowing my wife was pregnant with our first child deepened my love for her more than I thought possible. She was my life long before we conceived a baby together. Now I didn't know how to describe my devotion to her other than to say I was hers in every way imaginable. With each kiss I promised her and our unborn child a lifetime of love and protection. There was no limit to what I'd do to care for her and our baby, to make them happy.

We ended up naked soon after settling down on our blanket though I have no idea how it happened. It was as if our clothes simply melted away. I couldn't help but stare at her stomach looking for signs of her pregnancy. Only two weeks in, I had no idea what I expected to see but I did it anyway. I lay down along side her and kissed my way down her neck. Skipping right over her normally irresistible breasts I showered her navel piercing adorned stomach with one kiss after another. Cassie was content to lie still sighing softly as I placed kisses as close to our growing child as I could. I broke off to kiss the mother of my unborn child on the lips and returned to kissing her tummy soon after.

The second time I came back to kiss her she sat up to meet me. She stroked my cock as our lips locked again. Moments later she was climbing onto my lap her eyes full of love and craving. I groaned in delight as her wet pussy sank down around my hard cock. Her movements were extra slow as we made love tenderly in the wake of learning the child we wanted so badly was growing inside her. I kept my arms wrapped around her rubbing up and down her back, touching as much of her skin with mine as I could. There were times where our movement stopped completely, where Cassie sat in my lap with my cock inside her enjoying the simple closeness with the man she loved.

I'd picked a place that was shaded from the late afternoon sun when I spread our blanket. Cassie soon grew cold and pressed back on my shoulders until I lay down on one side of the blanket. Obediently I did as she wanted and was rewarded with the feel of her breasts pressed against my chest as she lay down on top of me. I flipped the other end of the blanket over us before she could reach for it, earning a smile of thanks from my pregnant wife. Encircling her lovingly in my arms I sought another kiss from her sweet lips and found many, many more.

Together we lay like that barely moving for what seemed like hours. I simply couldn't stop kissing her for more than a few seconds at a time. During those moments I'd tell her how much I loved her and she'd tell me the same thing back. I was free to dream about becoming a father now. Amazingly the pressure was completely gone and in it's place only excitement remained. I felt ready to care for our child and knew that Cassie would make certain I was well prepared in the months ahead. It was impossible for me to look into her eyes and not think about how fortunate I'd been to meet and fall in love with her. There couldn't be a better woman in the world to raise children with and she was carrying mine.

I couldn't stop myself from crying again, which made Cassie start to cry again too of course. The only thing that could possibly feel better than learning I was going to be a father for the first time was being in the delivery room for the birth of our baby. I quickly counted the months in my head and realized the baby would be due in May. The timing could not have been better. Our first baby would be a wonderful Mother's Day gift for Cassie and the best possible gift for my birthday. We were making love with what would have been excruciating slowness if not for the fact that my mind was elsewhere. There was no sense of urgency to cum inside her, which was a huge relief in its own right. Sex was strictly for our enjoyment, a beautiful expression of our love and commitment once more. When I finally came with weak spurts of cum she squeezed my cock dry with her pussy muscles out of habit before pillowing her head on my shoulder.

"I wish I could go to sleep right now and wake up when it's time to deliver the baby," Cassie said in a dreamy voice.

"So do I sweetie. These next few months are going to fly by though and before you know it you'll be holding our baby in your arms," I told her.

"You're right but I can hardly wait," she said.

"Do you think it's a boy or a girl?" I asked.

"I have no idea but I hope it's a boy," she said.

"Really? I thought you would have wanted a girl for sure," I said with raised eyebrows.

"I want at least one of each eventually, but I grew up with older brothers and I couldn't imagine it any other way," she explained.

"There were many times I wished I was older than Susan. I guess everyone wants to be the oldest when they're a kid but for me the biggest reason was so I could protect her. Our father wasn't around and I felt helpless when a boy her age would push her down on the playground or call her names," I said.

"That's why I want a son first. We can teach him to take care of his little sister," Cassie said.

"You're practically reading my mind," I said kissing her softly. "I'll train our son to guard his sister at all times and report back to me if he sees a boy talking to her."

"Oh no you won't," she said giggling.

"We'll communicate with hand signals and code words so you won't even know it's happening," I said smiling at the way she laughed harder. "Do you want to know the sex of our baby once the doctors can tell us or would you rather be surprised?"

"There's no way I can wait until the end to find out," she said.

"Me neither. Plus if it is a girl I have plenty of time to buy a gun and get your father to teach me how to use it," I said grinning.

"You're not buying a gun," she said playing along with my joke.

"Of course not, what was I thinking? Your father has plenty. I'm sure he'll give me one if we're having a girl," I said making her laugh again.

"I know you're only joking," she said when her laughter died down. "I love my father but you saw first hand what he can be like. If we have a daughter you're not going to be over protective like he was with me."

"I won't go too far," I said. "But very protective is not the same as over protective."

"Just promise me you'll back off if I tell you you're being overbearing," she said.

"I promise," I said. "Is it too early to start thinking about names?" I asked.

"I've been thinking about names for my children for as long as I can remember," she admitted with an endearing flushing of her cheeks that made me kiss her with all my love. "My favorites change all the time though."

"We'll go with whatever names you like best," I said thinking she'd be pleased with the idea but I couldn't have been more wrong.

"How could you say that Rick?" she asked in a bewildered voice. "Everyone will think I'm horrible if they find out I picked the name all by myself."

"I'm sorry sweetie. I'll do my best to help but I can tell you right now I'll just end up agreeing to whatever name you choose," I admitted.

"You'll have to give me your list first then," she said.

"Well I've always been partial to Wilbur for a boy or Gertrude if we have a girl," I said smiling as I threw out the two most old fashioned names I could think of off the top of my head.

"Oh I love them! Now all we need is a time machine to go back to 1920 and we're all set," she said rubbing my nose with hers as she started to giggle. "When we find out the sex of the baby you'll give me your real list or I'll call your mother to tell her how you're behaving."

"Okay you win," I said. "But speaking of mothers, shouldn't we go call them to spread the good news?"

"Soon," Cassie said snuggling closer to me. "For now I just want to lie here in your arms."

We ended up spending another hour or more wrapped in our blanket. Of course we made love again over that time but I would have been just as happy to hold her. She even gave me a blowjob, a full length one where I finished in her mouth. It was something she hadn't treated me to since long before our wedding. If the exaggerated way she swirled my cum around her mouth before swallowing was any indication she was fully prepared to make up for lost time. I kissed her on the lips in gratitude even before she could lick them clean.

After each sexual act she would reclaim her warm, comfortable place in my arms. It was hardly something new but Cassie being pregnant at last changed my perspective on everything. The mere thought of holding her and our baby together made me tingle all over. When I looked at her I couldn't help but imagine her with big round belly and swollen breasts full or milk or breastfeeding our baby, holding him or her tenderly in her arms. Time after time my eyes grew moist over such images and each time Cassie was there to sooth me with a warm smile, a loving kiss, or both at once.

If Cassie hadn't whispered in a shy voice that she needed to pee we might have spent the whole night in the backyard. I gave her the blanket and told her I'd see her inside after gathering our clothes. By the time I rounded up all our clothes, the new gloves, and made it inside, Cassie was just coming out of the downstairs bathroom with the blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She took one look at me and dropped the blanket on the floor. Bending over she peered back at me over her shoulder with eyes full of lust. I stroked my cock to complete hardness as fast as I could and jammed it inside her. We fucked hard and fast, the sounds of our slapping bodies filling the empty house.

Having cum several times in the past few hours, I fucked her until her legs were trembling from a satisfying orgasm and held her up until she was ready for more. When she was ready she began bouncing on my cock again, moaning in pleasure as I resumed my thrusting inside her. Compared to outside it looked violent but it was no less loving than our gentle movements from earlier. Thinking about her being pregnant at last filled me with more than enough lust to maintain our torrid pace. In case I had any doubt that she wanted me to pound her with my cock, Cassie encouraged me to fuck her harder between her gasps of pleasure. When I groaned that I was about to cum at last she pulled off of my cock and spun around to engulf it letting me finish in her mouth as my legs grew weak. Just when I thought I might faint from being so lightheaded, she stood up to give me a warm full body hug that steadied me.

We went upstairs to our master bathroom to take a shower together but once we were there the tub built for two was more tempting. As we soaked in the warm water, with our hands all over each other, I joked that we'd never get around to calling anyone at this rate. As if to prove me wrong, Cassie began talking about who we should call first. I knew the first place on our list would come down to her mother or mine and was fully expecting her to want to call hers ahead of mine. It made perfect sense to me but when she looked at me with her bright blue eyes to ask if she could invite her family for Sunday dinner the next day I knew we'd be waiting until then to tell them. That meant that my mother leaped to the top of the list, assuming her family could make it to dinner, and my sister Susan was the only other person we felt we needed to tell yet.

"Okay you need to call your mom now," Cassie said holding the phone out to me after confirming her parents and brothers would be coming for dinner the next day.

"She's going to ask for you the moment I tell her," I said.

"Even if she does she should hear it from her son first," Cassie rationalized.

"Okay we'll trade for a minute then, I'll take the phone and you watch dinner," I said trading places in front of the stove with her. She dialed my parents' number before handing me the phone and smiled beautifully at me.

"Hello?" said my father's voice answered.

"Hello dad," I said.

"Oh hey Rick, how's it going?" he answered on the other end.

"Everything is fine. I wanted to talk to mom about something. Is she around?" I asked.

"Are you sure everything is okay?" he asked sensing something in my voice.

"I'm sure. I just need to talk to her," I said.

"She's upstairs. Hang on for a minute," he said. "Judy, Rick's on the phone for you," I could hear him calling as he approached the stairs.

"I'll get it up here," she said in a faint reply I could barely hear.

"She'll pickup in a second," dad said.

"Okay thanks dad. You might want to go upstairs too," I said.

"Hello?" mom said on their upstairs phone before he could ask me why.

"Hi mom," I said.

"It's good to hear from you. Sometimes it feels like your phone must be broken but Cassie can call us just fine so I know it's working," she teased.

"I know I should call more but she tells you everything anyway," I said in lame defense. "Are you sitting down?" I asked.

"No," she said with a tinge of fear in her voice. The fact that her son had called and asked her to sit down meant bad news in her mind.

"Don't worry just sit down and tell me when dad gets there," I said.

"He's here," she said moments later. "What's happened Rick?" she asked with anxiety in her voice despite my assurances.

"Do you like being a grandmother?" I asked.

"What kind of question is that?" she said not cluing in right away.

"I just wanted to make sure you still wanted more grandchildren," I said.

"Of course I do," she said.

"How does eight and half months from now sound for number two then?" I asked.

"The sooner the bett..." her voice trailed off as she finally picked up on what I was hinting at. "Are you telling me Cassie's pregnant?" she asked in a voice that sounded full of barely controlled tears.

"How did you guess?" I asked innocently.

"Oh Rick I'm so happy for you," she squealed. "He just told me Cassie is pregnant," I could hear her tell my father. "Where is she?" mom asked.

"She's right here," I said.

"Well put her on the phone," mom said as if I would never connect the dots on my own.

"Okay just a sec. I told you that you should have called," I said to Cassie. "I love you mom," I said as Cassie rinsed her hands.

"I love you too," mom said.

"Alright her she is," I said handing over the phone.

"Hello Judy? Oh you need to stop crying or you make me start again too. Thank you so much. We're already super excited. We just found out today. You and Gordon are the first ones to know but don't tell my mom that," she said giggling a little at the end. "My family is coming to dinner tomorrow so we'll tell them then. You should have seen Rick's face when I told him. He was so happy and proud. He's never looked more handsome. If it's a boy I want him to look just like his father. You're right, he wants any girls we have to look like me too. We've already counted out the months. The baby should be due in the middle of May. At least wait until my doctor confirms it before you book vacation time Judy. You're welcome to come visit anytime just let us know when you'll be here. Later this year sounds wonderful, we both miss you so much..."

It was around that time that Cassie switched the phone to her other ear. I wisely turned dinner down to a low simmer because I knew she'd be a while. Even though it was my wife and mother talking about us expecting a baby I still felt horrible eavesdropping in any way. I drifted our to the backyard and stared up at the late evening sky trying to pick out the stars as they appeared. The stove was on just enough to keep warm and Cassie knew where to find me when it was time to eat.

In the months preceding Cassie's pregnancy my fear of being infertile ranged from completely out of control to an incessant gnawing that never went away. The whole time I was thinking I'd instantly feel even more afraid the moment I found out I was going to be a father. My sweet Canadian girl believed I was more than qualified to be the father of her children. Knowing she trusted me to fill such an important role allowed my own confidence to soar. All I had to do was think back to what I knew about caring for children before Cassie compared to now. If you asked her she'd claim I was a natural given how quickly children took to me. I could admit there was some truth to that but no one I'd ever met was better with kids than Cassie.