My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 15

Seeing how much work Cassie was putting into being prepared for the arrival of our baby when she was already so far ahead of me in knowledge jarred me a little. I book marked every link she sent me and starting that day I spent my lunch breaks pouring over them. The name sites I found the most intriguing as I tried to find some I liked while at the same time guessed which ones Cassie favored. When we found out the sex of our baby I wanted to be ready to discuss what names I liked honestly. By the end of lunchtime I had several in mind for either sex.

"Welcome home," she said melting into my arms the moment I stepped through the front door. Her kiss was far more reserved than normal with her parents in town but still made my pulse race.

"Hi sweetie," I said holding her and smiling warmly.

"Mom and dad are downstairs watching the news before we go out for dinner. Did you want to change into something more casual?" she asked.

"Sure. I'll be downstairs in a few minutes," I said hurrying up to our bedroom. After taking off my suit and putting on a pair of khakis and a polo shirt I went down to the TV room where my wife and in-laws were waiting for me.

"Hello Rick," Cassie's mom said.

"Hi Kathleen," I said using her first name which made her smile. "Marcel," I said nodding towards him in the recliner. He raised his hand in a wave to acknowledge me but kept his focus on the news.

"Mom and I were just discussing where we should go for dinner," Cassie said patting the empty seat on the sofa they were sharing.

"Do you have any ideas?" Kathleen asked me.

"How about sushi?" I replied. The three of us hadn't gone for sushi since her mom used to come visit us without her husband and I thought it would be nice for the four of us to go together.

"Raw fish?" Marcel said turning towards me with a look of disgust on his face that I recognized but thankfully hadn't seen in a while. "The three of you can go if you want but I'll stay right where I am," he said easing back in his chair for emphasis.

"Oh you didn't tell him?" Kathleen asked her daughter.

"No but he knows now," she said giggling. "Rick had no idea that you hate sushi dad."

"I'm sorry, really I didn't know," I said meekly.

"He's just being a big baby," Mrs. Dumont said. "If he doesn't start behaving maybe the three of us will go for sushi without him," she added winking at her daughter and I.

"You wouldn't," he said in an uncertain voice.

"No but now that you seem interested in where we're going why don't you pick the restaurant?" his wife suggested. "The rest of aren't as fussy as you are," she added, giggling along with her daughter.

"No laughs from you?" he asked me.

"No sir," I said keeping a straight face, which made them laugh harder.

"Go ahead if you want," he said smiling when I started to laugh along with the rest of the family.

Cassie's father said he was fine with eating anywhere that actually cooked their food before serving it. It didn't help narrow it down at all and the news was just about to end. Cassie asked me to drive and take us somewhere before we wasted anymore time. We took my car with her parents in the back. As usual, the first place that came to mind was one of my wife's favorites. She beamed a happy smile over her shoulder while explaining why I had chosen the place I did. I could see their smiling faces in the rear view mirror and could see that my obvious love for their daughter was something they truly appreciated.

We shared a wonderful meal with her parents and were happy to have them stay with us until Thursday. Cassie and her mom were already in full baby planning mode. Though her parents already had two grandchildren courtesy of Marc and Julie, it was easy to see how special their only daughter having a child of her own was to them. We were sad to see them leave but knew there was even more reason for them to visit now and weekend trips from Whistler to Vancouver or vice versa were easy to arrange.

The days and weeks ran together as the lead up to the birth of our first child felt like a celebration. There are so many unforgettable moments we experienced, days and events that have remained with me to cherish for a lifetime. Life was still somewhat normal for a couple of weeks until the changes to our routine became too numerous to ignore. One of the first was Cassie coming to bed each night with her beautiful honey blonde hair in a ponytail. It took me nearly a week to realize it was because she was suffering from unpredictable morning sickness. I was shaving for work one morning when she rushed past me and dropped to her knees in front of the toilet. From that morning on I made a point of waking up early enough to have a cup of tea waiting for her. Through experimentation we found that chamomile seemed to help settle her stomach best.

Less than a week later we were on our way to Cassie's first prenatal appointment. Her OB/GYN, a Chinese-Canadian named Dr. Violet Sun, came highly recommended by Cassie's general practitioner. I was slightly alarmed by her youthful appearance even when Cassie told me she had been delivering babies for more than ten years. She giggled at me when I got up to study the dates on the diplomas and certificates that adorned the office walls when the doctor stepped out for a moment. Satisfied that she was more than qualified despite looking like she was in her early 20s I sat down and took Cassie's hand in mine.

My initial concerns soon proved to be completely unfounded. Dr. Sun sensed that I was a nervous first time father to be having encountered many over the years. Obviously the health of Cassie and our unborn child were her primary concern but from the very first appointment we had with her, she made a special effort to make me feel more at ease and completely involved in the process. I've since learned to think of her as a lot more than our baby doctor. She's been there for the happiest moments of our lives which made the transition from our doctor to our friend was a natural one.

It was around that same time that Cassie's food cravings started. At first she tried to resist them until I pointed out that maybe the baby wanted it. She giggled liked I hoped she would and admitted it was silly to fight what was a completely natural part of being pregnant. The foods she craved weren't anything off the wall, just junk food favorites from her childhood. A small bowl of ketchup flavored potato chips and a handful of Swedish berry candies became a near nightly ritual for her.

Another of her favorite pregnancy treats was something I came up with when a miscalculation by me meant we ran out of ketchup chips late on a Saturday night. While scrambling to make something for her I remembered we had chocolate ice cream in the freezer. That probably would have been enough to satisfy her cravings but I wanted to make it better somehow. Checking the cupboards for a suitable topping I found of jar of crunchy peanut butter and an idea hit me. I put a couple of spoonfuls of peanut butter in a coffee mug and popped it in the microwave long enough to melt it before pouring it over top of her bowl of chocolate ice cream spooning the peanut chunks over it at the end.

"Sorry sweetie we were all out of chips," I said as I came back downstairs where she was sitting on the sofa ready to watch another movie before bed.

"That's okay. Even for a pregnant woman I've been pigging out too much lately," she said with guilty smile.

"Are you sure because I brought you this instead?" I said.

"What is it?" she asked trying to peer into the bowl before I could set it in her lap.

"Chocolate ice cream with melted peanut butter on top," I said. She had already picked up her spoon for taste. "How is it?" I asked.

"Oh Dickie it's amazing," she sighed around her spoon. "Why didn't you ever make this before?"

"Because I only thought of it tonight," I said.

"It's so good. Did you have some?" she asked. I shook my head and smiled at the way her eyes when wide. "You have to try it. Open wide," she said with the spoon hovering in front of my lips.

"Not bad," I said scraping the peanut butter from the roof of my mouth with my tongue.

"Not bad?" she said in shock. "Well I love it. Thank you," she said leaning over to kiss me before turning her attention back to her rapidly melting ice cream.

We watched the second of two movies we had picked for our quiet Saturday night at home before going upstairs to get ready for bed. Cassie was about two months pregnant now, though it still didn't show in anyone's eyes but her own. I tried my hardest to see the bulging stomach she talked about yet it remained invisible. If anything, knowing she was pregnant made her even more attractive to me. Though her bouts of morning sickness were limited to the mornings, she sometimes felt queasy at bedtime too. As tempting as her slightly swollen breasts were, I knew they were tender and kept my hands to myself unless she wanted to initiate something under the covers.

I knew I was in luck that night when she sauntered out of our adjoining bathroom in all her naked glory. With one look she had me scrambling to take my pants off. By the time I was naked too her mirthful smile had been replaced by wide mouthed lust. The way she devoured me with her eyes made me blush involuntarily for a moment. Knowing my sweet Canadian girl found me attractive and easily accepting it were two different things. She slid onto the foot of the bed and crawled towards me with hunger in her eyes.

My cock grew hard moments before she reached it. The 'for me?' look on her face mimicked the expression she wore whenever I brought home an unexpected gift for her. An erection with her nakedness to admire shouldn't have surprised her though. The gentle graze of her finger tips along my shaft made me groan in delight. She took her time, stroking me in a firm but gentle grasp letting the anticipation of her mouth on my cock grow. Sitting astride my right leg she ground her slippery pussy into me as she continued to tease me with her excruciating slow handjob.

When her tongue finally made contact at the base of my shaft I groaned in delight. Then she surprised my skipping straight to the head and sucking on it lightly as her tongue ran circles around the sensitive ridge. Her honey blonde hair wasn't in its bedtime ponytail yet and hung forward like a veil to conceal her movements. I touched her slender shoulder and started to smile even before she threw back her hair to look at my face. She kissed the tip of my cock and tied back her hair with a ruffled elastic hair tie that seemed to materialize out of thin air.

Free of obstruction now, she went back to sucking my cock earnestly. Since we had learned she was pregnant she relished in being able to suck me to a shuddering conclusion. At the time I didn't know it, but the taste of my seed was another of her secret pregnant cravings. Her willingness to plunge my cock deep into her throat confirmed my suspicion that her stomach wasn't the least bit upset for a change. She varied the way she was pleasuring me with her mouth, stopping to lick and suck my balls, trailing her tongue up and down my shaft, and letting the head slipped from between her lips with an audible pop.

Cassie knew how to push all my buttons and began smirking up at me whenever my cock wasn't filling her mouth. It had become obvious to her that I was trying not to cum or I would have blown my load by now. She quickly jerked me off for a moment and giggled at the way I squirmed. Knowing I was putty in her hands, she went back to leisurely pleasuring me fully confident in her ability to make me cum whenever she chose. My cock was slick with a combination of saliva and pre-cum, making it easy for her to stroke my cock comfortably. Squeezing with one hand at a time, she slid down from tip to base sucking on the head each time it reappeared. It drove me crazy with lust and made the need to cum consume me.

"Do you want to cum?" she asked in a gentle voice.

"Yes," I said in a strained voice.

"Yes what?" she asked.

"Yes I want to cum mistress," I said my eyes rolling as she bounced the tip of my cock on her tongue.

"Oh I like that," she said giggling again. "I was looking for please but that's even better."

"Please can I cum now mistress?" I asked combining all three.

"Sit up," she said in a voice that wasn't least bit commanding but got an immediate response from me nonetheless. "Now get on your knees and stroke your cock. Faster, faster, cum in my mouth," she said opening wide. "Come on Dickie, I want to taste it. Cum for me baby, shoot it into my mouth."

"Oh fuck here it comes," I groaned. The first shot landed on her cheek but I quickly adjusted my aim to send volley after volley of sperm into her mouth where it coated her tongue. The last weak spurt didn't quite make it, glancing on her lower lip to dribble down her chin. She pushed it into her mouth and collected the smear from her cheek as well, licking her fingers clean before swallowing.

"Yummy," she said smacking her lips before she burst out laughing at my stunned expression. She grabbed onto the base of my shaft and squeezed as tight as she dared to milk every last drop of sperm from me. My cock was still tingling when she engulfed the head again and sucked the tip to gather up the last of my cum. "That was fun," she said stroking my rapidly deflating cock.

"It was for me at least," I said lying back down.

"I love you," she said kissing me on my abdomen. "And I love sucking your cock. I never liked having a man cum in mouth until I tasted yours. When we were trying to get pregnant I missed it so much."

"I love you too sweetie. Come here," I said patting the empty bed next to me.

"I should turn off the lights first," she said.

"We're not going to bed yet," I said catching her wrist and persuading her to join me on our bed with a gentle tug.

We kissed like two desperate lovers, proclaiming our love for each other without the need for words. She was so sexy and beautiful that I soon felt my cock lurching back to life, growing bigger with seemingly every beat of my heart. She felt it trapped between our tightly pressed bodies and throbbing with lust. It made her smile into our kiss, as if my quick recovery both amused and surprised her. Ever so slowly she pulled away knowing my lips would follow hers wherever they went, until finally she was lying on her side with her legs spread wide in open initiation. She took hold of my erect shaft and rubbed the head through her moist slit literally purring into our kiss with contentment.

I wanted to taste her but with our mouths blissfully engaged with each other and her desire for intercourse unmistakably obvious, I let her guide me inside. Always and in all ways my sweet Canadian girl, she was my sweet Canadian pregnant girl now. That thought never left me when she was with child and it guided my approach to sex at the time. I was almost absurdly gentle as I began to make love to her. She didn't seem to mind at first but when my pace remained stuck in first gear for too long she took it upon herself to correct me. Holding her hips with my hands, I felt her lift to meet me and instantly realized she wanted more.

It played out like a game of cat and mouse between us. As Cassie showed me she wanted it harder and faster by guiding me with a leg she'd hooked around me I adjusted accordingly. Soon I was breaking away from our kiss to breathe deeply, fueling our now torrid lovemaking. I watched her beautiful face grow flush with arousal as I fucked her. Her constant little shrieks of pleasure were music to my ears and something I took pride in. Being able to satisfy my darling wife was of paramount importance to me. Knowing she was close to the edge now, I pinned her arms by the wrist on either side of her head and stared down into her soul piercing blue eyes captivated by her reaction to a well deserved orgasm.

I hadn't cum again yet myself but I rolled off of her to give her time to recover. My cock remained rock hard as I stroked it slowly to keep myself ready for her again at a moments notice. She was curled up next to me with her thighs clenched tightly together, eyes closed and breathing deeply. I was surprised, if not quite amazed, when her hand reached out blindly to take hold of my erection, which was coated in her slick juices. At first she stroked me slowly, barely enough to keep me both erect and awake. After while I noticed she was stroking me harder with her eyes opened and fixed on my throbbing cock. Then her fist closed around the head of my cock twisting side to side until I was left groaning in delight.

Cassie sat up with her hand still clutching my cock and crawled towards it with her mouth gaping in anticipation. On her hands and knees pleasuring me for the second time that evening she offered me a fantastic view of her pouty pink pussy lips framed between her supple thighs. I ran my hand over her taut ass imagining how it would look near the end of her pregnancy. Her knees automatically parted making space for my hand to slide up her inner thigh. I cupped her pussy and gave it a squeeze making her lift off my cock to gasp. Wanting so badly to taste her, I hoisted her by the hips and set her down on top of me with her delicious pussy in range of my tongue.

I took a moment to marvel at how beautiful her nether region looked as I gazed up at her. She became impatient with my delay and literally sat on my face giggling at the way my tongue began to squirm between her lips. I wrapped my arms around her legs to hold her in place and stopped eating her only when I had to breathe. At the same time she began jerking my cock almost violently as she bobbed on the head slurping noisily. Slipping two fingers inside her tight snatch, I fingered her at the same pace she was using to stroke my shaft. My goal was to make her cum at the same time as me but I was in immediate danger of losing control. When I tried to warn her, she shifted her hips to smother my words with her ass cheeks. Then she increased her efforts to make me cum and succeeded in spectacular fashion.

After literally sucking my cock dry and swallowing her reward she was content to lie on top of me lazily stroking my slowly deflating cock. She crossed her shin across my throat and held me firmly in place while her drooling pussy remained tantalizingly out of reach. I knew that meant she'd been close to cumming but didn't want to yet. A simple pat on the ass was enough of a signal for her to turn around and lie in my arms facing me. I kissed her with all my love and felt her love for me in return. She explained how horny she was between kisses and told me she wanted to stay up late fucking until she was either satisfied or too tired to continue. The way I smiled at her was enough to make her blush prettily even as her eyes shone with eagerness to continue. Thankfully neither of us had work the following day and sleeping in late was not only possible but an absolute given.

Cassie's birthday was fast approaching and this year my parents were coming to visit for a little over a week. They were set to arrive the Friday before her birthday on Sunday and leaving the following Sunday. The closer it came, the more I began pressuring her over what gift I could get for her and the firmer she was in proclaiming there was nothing she wanted. Finally she took pity on the look of desperation in my eyes and agreed to a shopping trip with me where she would select a suitable gift from her loving husband.

We browsed the mall for an hour before we found ourselves at a store that specialized in baby related merchandise. They sold everything from bibs to cribs as the sign in the window proclaimed. Cassie led me inside as I wondered if every step we'd taken since we arrived had been nothing but a smoke screen to disguise our true destination. She became enamored with a crib that looked liked a sleigh to me. The first thing she checked was the safety ratings, which exceeded all government standards and then the price tag of $1200 that stopped her in her tracks. There were plenty of less expensive cribs that were perfectly safe too but it was obvious how much she liked this one.