Sessions

Sara woke with a purpose. Mara was scheduled to arrive later in the afternoon from San Francisco. Sara was way more than excited. She was always so comfortable with Mara she just hoped that Grissom would be too as well as Victoria.

Oh no, what if Mara and Victoria don’t get along?

Then what?

Sara, snap out of it, Mara is easy going and so is Victoria; it should be ok, right?

Sara looked over at Grissom as he slept. He looked so innocent. She got up carefully as to not to wake him and ran to the bathroom. Her bladder control became more and more compromised the bigger her belly got. She figured that was normal for carrying twins.

She did her business and returned to the bed where Grissom was still sleeping. She leaned down and kissed him full on the mouth. His eyes shot open.

“Morning.” She said as she hovered her lips over his.

“Morning.” He said as he stretched.

“You stay here, I’m gonna make you breakfast in bed.”

He sleepily nodded.

She ran to the kitchen. Grissom decided not to protest. He figured if she wanted to do it, he’d let her go.

Sara floated around the kitchen as she prepared the pancakes and fruit for Grissom and herself. She was whistling a merry tune. Suddenly Victoria accompanied her.

“You seem very happy.” Victoria began.

Sara jumped out of her daze. Looking at her she spoke. “Yes, very. Mara comes today; we are planning a wedding. We even felt the babies move last night, it is all so wonderful.”

“Mara?”

“My foster mom. She is coming to help me out with the wedding and stuff and then with the baby until I get settled.”

“That’s good. Breakfast?”

“Yup, could I interest you in some pancakes?”

“Sure, if it is no trouble.”

“Its not, I cooked plenty.”

Sara placed the pancakes on the plate and arranged the fruit in the shape of a heart; she put a dollop of whip cream in the centre and another strawberry. She placed the plate and the mug of coffee on the tray and walked toward the bedroom.

“Just help yourself.” Sara said before she left the kitchen.

She padded back to the bedroom and walked inside. She shut the door behind her and approached the bed with the tray in hand. Grissom was still snoozing.

Sara sat the tray down and leaned down to kiss Grissom he woke up immediately.

“I have some breakfast sweetie.” Sara purred. “Pancakes just for you.”

He pulled her down to his chest. “Can I have an appetizer first?”

“Umm, no complaints from me.”

Sara moved the tray of food to the bedside table so that it didn’t get spilled on the bed.

Grissom pulled her down on to the bed. His hands went to her skin and grasped her breast. Sara moaned as his lips made contact with the nipple. He quickly lowered her shorts and panties down and plunged himself deep inside her. She bobbed up and down on him until they both collapsed.

Sara pulled her pants back up and reached for the tray of food. She straddled his lap and went about feeding him the pancakes. She would cut off a piece of pancake and some strawberries and the picked up a dollop of whip cream with her finger and brought it to his mouth, he licked it off. Sara leaned in for a kiss.

“Gil, Gil where are you.” Mrs Grissom was in the doorway. “Are you in here?”

Sara was embarrassed. She was in his lap feeding him.

“Oops, I’m sorry.” She turned to walk away.

Grissom got up and threw a pair of pants on and ran after his mother.

“Mom, is there something you wanted?”

“I just wanted to let you know I was going to the strip to do some shopping. I’m sorry about that…I didn’t mean to walk in on that.”

“Its ok mom, we were just eating breakfast.”

“Is that what they call it these days?”

“Mother!”

“Well, is it?”

“Sara was just feeding me breakfast. She loves me you know.”

“Alright Gil. I will leave you two alone and I will return later.”

“Ok mom.”

Grissom returned to the bedroom and Sara was making the bed.

“Mom apologizes for that.”

“At least she walked in on that, not something else, if she would have been a few minutes earlier…”

“Sara, its alright, I’m sure she knows we make love, you are pregnant after all.”

“I know, but it is still embarrassing. I guess we are going to have to start locking our door.”

“When is Mara coming?”

“This afternoon, why?”

“Well we are still alone, we could shower together.”

“Gil Grissom you are relentless.”

“You do it to me.”