Check Ups

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John pulled into the drive after his, as it turned out, final check up on his knee and was surprised to see Claire’s car there. I hope everything is all right, flew through his mind as he jogged to the back door faking his way past imaginary people, it was so good to know his knee had passed all the tests.

Kicking off the runners he’d worn, he opened the door and nearly ran into Claire who was walking out of the laundry with a towel wrapped around her, but it was struggling to cover her now 30 week pregnant belly.

“Oh,” squeaked Claire, her hand letting go of the towel, which fell to the floor. “John, you gave me a fright,” continued Claire not making any move to pick up the towel, but stepping closer to John and kissing him.

“What are you doing here? Is everything OK?” the concern for Claire coming through in his voice.

“Yeah,” replied Claire, “You know that little prick Leigh Evans?” John nodded, “Well I was interviewing him with Deakin, when he picked up my glass of water and tipped it over me. It’s amazing how wet you can get from a glass of water, so I came home to change, had a shower, put on a load of washing and now you’re here.” Claire paused to kiss John again, then asked, “How was your checkup?”

John returned her kiss briefly, holding Claire as clos hes he could, and feeling one of her hands rubbing against his groin. “It went really well, I don’t have to go back unless something happens, did all the tests again and it had improved heaps even from last time so I can now do whatever I want to with it, without any worry.”

John returned to kissing Claire, he had been asleep when she snuck out early this morning on her way to work, and he’d dropped Zac off at crèche on his way to the doctors, so had missed out on seeing her till now.

Reluctantly John broke lip contact with Claire and leant back slightly, keeping himself in contact with Claire’s belly and her hand continued to rub him through his sweat pants. He knew he was growing under her touch as he pulled off his t-shirt and threw it into the laundry. Claire used her free hand to rub over John’s chest and she saw his nipples react to her touch and stand out from his chest.

Claire then took a step back to admire her handiwork, she could see John’s penis acting as a tent pole inside his track pants, “Lucky they’re baggy,” joked Claire as John looked down at his erect pole. Claire then slipped her hands inside the waistband and gently slid the sweat pants and the boxers down, over John’s erection and he stepped out of them. John then bent down and picked up the towel, took it into the laundry and placed it on the lid of the washing machine. Claire followed him into the laundry, a puzzled expression on her face.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, we’ve made love to each other in most rooms of the house haven’t we?” Claire nodded her agreement, “But we haven’t done it in the laundry have we?”

“No,” replied Claire doubtfully.

“Well, let’s,” replied John, turning to Claire and kissing her with passion on the lips, his tongue seeking and finding entry to her mouth where it played with her tongue as one hand held her as close as possible and the other fondled a breast.

Claire used one hand to hold onto John and the other continued stroking John’s erection to an even more aroused state.

“Ahh, I think,” John started to say as he broke contact with Claire’s lips, but before he could finish he decided he just had to have a quick suck of Claire’s nipples. He bent his head over and gently took one in his mouth, being careful not to hurt it and using his tongue rubbed it over the surface and around in circles before finally sucking it. Even though Claire had recently stopped feeding Zac in preparation for thi baby John could still elicit milk when he sucked her nipples. Having worked on one he moved to the other, even though by now he was aching to be inside Claire, he wanted to make sure both breasts were treated equally.

While John was stimulating Claire’s breasts, she was rubbing her hands through his short hair and down over his back and shoulders. Occasionally an “Ahh” or “Ooh,” escaping as she found it particularly stimulating. She could feel herself getting damper as she was eagerly awaiting the moment John entered her.

Satisfied with his nipple stimulation John stood and faced Claire, “I know this is hard, but can you bend your knees and then when I say three, spring up?”

A puzzled look crossed Claire’s face, but she trusted John, so nodded.

“One, two, three,” said John and on three Claire sprang and John lifted her onto the lid of the machine. “Can you lean back a bit and draw up your legs?”

Claire leant back on her arms and the control panel supported her back, at least it’s flat thought Claire as she drew her legs up, she was pleased that the flexibility exercises were proving useful. She looked at John, it made her feel so good that he still wanted her as much as she wanted him, also that they continued to be as inventive and imaginative as her shape allowed. So many pregnant women had hinted to her that their partners were not interested in them and called them fat, it was not right or fair, Claire knew, but at that moment didn’t care. She took in John’s erection, noticing it’s glistening end, happy that he really did want her.

John stepped forward between her spread legs and slid his pole into the damp opening. Simultaneously they both moaned “Ahhh,” enjoying the feeling that spread through their bodies emanating from the contact they’d just made. Claire wrapped her legs around John as he slid in and out; cautiously at first to make sure all was well, then with grr inr intensity as he knew it was working for both of them.

“Oh, John, yes, it feels so good,” panted Claire as John plunged deeper with each thrust. John rubbed his hands over Claire’s bulge, it was definitely bigger than a soccer ball he decided but maybe not quite at the basketball stage yet, as he bent his head down to kiss it gently, before returning his focus to driving in and out of Claire. He was managing to rub his erect pole against Claire’s aroused clitoris with every stroke, driving Claire’s arousal level higher. Feeling her grip him and hold him in for as long as possible before he slid out slightly to thrust in again.

John knew he could only last a few more seconds as looking at Claire and feeling the action of her muscles was mingming too much, when the washing machine changed cycles. Suddenly the vibration of the spinning action was coming through Claire and causing more stimulation around his pole. It was more than he could cope with, as has he felt, and saw, Claire’s orgasm arrive, his pole spewed forth, allowing their juices to mingle while they enjoyed the feel of each other.

Gradually their breathing slowed and the last waves of orgasm ebbed from their bodies, when John looked at Claire and they both grinned at each other, then first Claire and then John started to giggle. “Think I know what to do if the vibrator has a flat battery and you’re not around,” said Claire between giggles.

“Talk about good vibrations,” John giggled in reply.

The machine started another spinning cycle and as Claire wiggled slightly it was enough to dislodge John from inside her. “Ohh,” complained Claire, “I was hoping,”

“To do it again?” finished John for her, a grin lighting his face. “Well we can, but let’s go somewhere else,” and he held out his hands and helped Claire down where he enveloped her in his arms and kissed her again.

“Mmmm,” mumbled Claire between kisses, stroking John’s body as he held her close, relishing his lips on hers and his tongue exploring the inner recesses of her mouth.

As they kissed and held each other they made slow progress out of the laundry and with out speaking headed towards the bedroom. On reaching the doorway John broke the contact with Claire’s lips and leaned against the doorjamb, an arm around Claire’s shoulder, and asked huskily, “On the bed?”

“Yeah,” panted Claire, using the break in lip contact to suck in some deep breaths and slide one hand up and down John’s shaft which had already grown considerably from the size it was when it had slipped out in the laundry. John was relishing the feel of Claire’s hand sliding up and down and knew he would have no problem when the time came to use it again.

Resuming kissing they made their way over to the bed, where still locked together at the lips carefully lowered themselves till they were sitting on the edge of the bed. Claire was able to continue stimulating John’s erect shaft, while John sought out Claire’s clitoris and gently rubbed around it, finding it growing under his touch.

Claire gave John a gentle push and he fell backwards onto the bed, happy to let Claire be on top as it was easier for her now her belly had grown. He swung his legs over Claire and lay there on his back, his erect shaft standing at attention, his legs slightly bent. Claire looked at John, taking in his whole body and felt herself dampen more inside.

While she looked at John lie there, Claire positioned her body, kneeling over John’s spike and then lowering herself on it. A gentle moan of pleasure escaped from John as he felt Claire envelope him and “Oh, so good,” came from Claire as she could feel John inside her.

After several seconds of savoring the feel of John inside her Claire began to gently raise and lower her self on the erect spike. John was able to match the rhythm Claire was establishing and inevitably the pace slowly picked up as they both relished the feel of each other.

Claire’s hands were starting to roam over John’s chest and she could see his nipples react, growing larger with each touch. John let his hands continue gently rubbing the pregnant bulge, occasionally going up to cup Claire’s breasts and lightly brushing against her nipples with his thumb while holding one in each hand. Every time his thumb brushed over the nipple Claire moaned with delight as the touch seemed to send a current through her, speeding her progress to orgasm.

The speed of Claire’s riding up and down John’s erection was increasing, her hair was moving wildly as her head moarouaround. Every time she came down, as John thrust up to meet her, Claire was sure he was just that little bit deeper inside her. John was holding Claire’s breasts all the time now, still giving the nipples the occasional stroke with his thumb, as he watched in wonder as Claire rode him with such passion, he was struggling to last till she orgasmed, he could feel the built up and from the feeling in his balls knew it wouldn’t be long, when Claire let out a loud scream, arched her back and John felt her orgasm arrive. He no lo tri tried to hold on but simply let himself erupt in her as he thrust as deeply and often as he could and enjoyed the feeling of Claire’s muscles holding and squeezing him as her orgasm shuddered through her.

Finally spent John bought his legs up a little more to provide a backrest for Claire to lean on while they both recovered. Before the pregnancy got in the way Claire used to flop forward and John would hold her, but now this proved to be best. Even though John loved Claire being pregnant he did miss the post coital cuddles they used to have.

Eventually Claire was able to speak, “Oh John, thank you, that was so good.”

“We could call in sick if you like? e’s e’s more time in the day,” teased John.

Before Claire could answer the phone rang, John reached over and answered it, “Boulton.”

“Sure,” replied John and handed the phone to Claire.

“Hello.” Pause.

“Yeah, this afternoon, OK. I’ll be there, bye,” and Claire handed the phone back to Claire.

“My checkup,” explained Claire, “can’t be tomorrow, so I’m going this afternoon, around 4.30. Can you come too?”

“Yeah, course,” replied John his face showing his happiness. “Well I guess we have to get back and do some work then.”

Reluctantly they separated and prepared for work. When they were ready John called Jack Meadows.

“Guv, the knee’s fine, I’m just on my way in, but Claire’s checkup’s been brought forward from tomorrow to later this afternoon, still OK if I take her?”

There was a pause while Jack talked, Claire wondered if Jack knew that John would take her regardless of having his permission.

“OK, great, thanks, see you soon.” John turned to Claire, “See, all sorted.”

Claire smiled her reply.

Later that day John and Claire walked back to the car, both smiling, John’s arm around Claire’s shoulder, hugging her pregnant body close to him. “I love it when they say how well it is all going,” said John, “I can’t wait for these last weeks to be over.”

“Don’t wish it over too fast John,” pleaded Claire, “imagine life with two children under two, we’ll be up to our arms in dirty nappies,..”

“And loving it, and them,” finished John for her.

“Yeah, we will. But I know there’ll be tough times.”

“Always will, no matter what age difference there is,” and John hugged her in closer to him. “We’ll be OK, you know that.”

“Yeah, it’s all just a bit daunting sometimes.”

“I’ll always be here for you, you know that?”

“Yeah, I do and it means so much to me,” replied Claire brightening somewhat.

“Let’s go get Zac and I’ll feed him, bath him, put him to bed then I’ll get takeaway for us or I’ll cook, whichever you prefer.”

“I’ll decide while you look after Zac,” Claire replied, still sounding a little down but getting better.

By now they were at the car, before unlocking it John turned to face Claire and kissed her, long and lovingly on the lips. At first Claire was unresponsive but gradually John felt her lips respond and soon found her tongue in his mouth and her hand squeezing his buttocks, He held her close, knowing that sometimes kisses and cuddles were all that was needed to make Claire feel happier.

Later Zac was in bed, fast asleep, Claire and John had shared a vegetable curry with rice, John had done the dishes and they were snuggling up on the couch touching and kissing each other. “So what do you want to do now?” asked John, he was makiure ure tonight was exactly as Claire wanted it. He knew they woulde toe tough nights ahead, but wasn’t going to worry about them now.

“I think, no, I know, I’d like to feel you in me again. Can we do it here on the floor, doggy style?”

“Sure, for you, anything.”

They stood and slowly undressed each other. John, aware of his rising erection but unable to control it as he stood looking at Claire and as always thought about how lucky he was to have met her.

Claire for her part looked at John and saw his erection but took it for what it was, a sign of his love for her. She reached out and took hold of John’s hand, “You complete me,” was all she said before stepping forward and kneeling in front of John kissing his stomach at first then moving her kisses down lower towards his pubic hair, going through that to his, by now, large erection.

Still kissing Claire moved along its length, kissing both the top and then the bottom, before starting to lick it from the base towards the tip, paying particular attention to the sensitive underside.

“Ohhh, Claire, I thought,” started John.

“, I , I do, but I just couldn’t resist this first. Please be patient.”

“I’ll try, but it feels so good.”

“Mmm, I like it too, you know it always excites me.”

“Mmmmmmmmmmm,”

Finally Claire took the erection in her mouth as far as it would go and her head began bobbing as she started to suck on it. As she sucked she listened to John’s oohs and aahs of delight, and when they became too urgent Claire stopped sucking and turned around, positioning herself on all fours.

John knelt down behind her, between her legs and guided his saliva covered erection into Claire’s damp opening. By leaning over slightly John was able to gently massage Claire’s breasts as he could hear her breathing becoming ragged.

After the stimulation of Claire’s tongue he knew he could be only last a minute or two, he hoped that would be long enough for Claire to reach her orgasm. John pistoned in and out with an urgency that Claire was responding to, he could feel the activity inside Claire as he was gripped and held with each thrust in and felt sure that Claire would also be coming soon.

Sure enough, just as John could last no more and was starting to spurt forth inside Claire he felt her orgasm also arrive. He was very glad they had been so close together. John held Claire, one hand gently rubbing her bulging stomach, while her breathing slowed and he could feel himself shrinking inside before sliding out.

Helping Claire to her feet they made their way to the bedroom where they lay together, John behind Claire, gently holding her belly, hoping to feel the baby kick before they both fell asleep.