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Things had been fairly quiet for the rest of the day. Sharon had been the first to get home, at about 5:30, and Dave had arrived about 10 minutes later. Misti had told them, in detail, about what had happened this morning. They agreed that that much coffee, so quickly, had probably upset her stomach, but, they STILL wanted to have her checked by a doctor, JUST IN CASE! They wanted to make certain that there were no other problems. Misti offered to take her to a nearby walk-in clinic, since they didn't have a regular doctor, yet. Misti told them she would come over in the morning to see after her, and would call them both and let them know what had been found. They both kissed her, voicing their appreciation, and Misti went home.
The night passed uneventfully. Sharon and Dave had helped her to the bathroom a few times, and had given her a shower, before turning in for the night. Carol had insisted that Dave stay with Sharon, again. She had enjoyed hearing the sounds of their lovemaking the night before. She also told them that she had always know how intimate they had been the whole time, and was fully aware that they had sex as often as possible. She let them know that she liked to watch them if it were possible. Both of them kissed her, and went into Sharon's room, once again leaving the doors open.
They had made love twice tonight, with Dave eating the fresh cream pie he had just given her, and remounting her. He had made her cum over and over, leaving them both breathless and gasping for air. They went into the other bedroom to check on Carol. She was asleep, but smiling. They went on into the bathroom for a shower, enjoying it more now that they knew Carol was okay.
The next morning they got up, showered together, again, and, while Dave was getting dressed, Carol opened her eyes. "Good Morning, Sweetheart. Sounded like you were fucking the hell out of Sharon, last night. What were you doing to her to make her scream so loud? Did you bite her clit?" Dave had to laugh at her comments. "No, baby. I didn't bite anything. I just licked and fucked her. I ate a cream pie out of her, like I do you sometimes, but that's all."
Carol rolled over on her side, revealing her naked body. "I wish you could fuck me, right now, but, I think I need to see the doctor with a clean pussy. I would hate to make him want to fuck me. I wouldn't care if his nurse was there, watching. I could stand her sitting on my face while he did me. I love you, so much, and could NEVER get too much of you. No matter how many men fuck me, you are the one I love, and enjoy the most."
Dave leaned down, kissing her, and telling her he felt the same way about her, and bidding her Good-bye. He had to go to work. He went downstairs, ate, kissed Sharon Good-bye, and left. Sharon cleaned the kitchen, and went up to dress for her work. She took her clothes and went into Carol's bedroom to get dressed. While she dressed, she and Carol talked. All the little things they had talked about all their lives. Carol was worried that they wouldn't be able to go home and see the folks this weekend, but, Sharon assured her that she, most likely, had a bug of some sort, and would be better before them. She heard Misti calling from downstairs and went to let her in. She kissed Carol Good-Bye, and left, going to work.
Misti was wearing more clothes than Sharon had ever seen her wear before. She had on culottes and a short midi-blouse that was almost, but not quite see-through. Her nipples were evident, but, unless she stood with the sun behind her, you wouldn't be able to see her breasts. She was STILL as sexy as she ever was. Face it. No matter what she wore, she would be sexy beyond belief. She immediately kissed Sharon, as she opened the door. "Hi, sweetie! How's my favorite working girl, this morning? My, my. Don't YOU look lovely! That outfit goes SO well with your hair and complexion. Sharon was wearing a modest, white blouse, and brown slacks that were form-fitting, but, not tight. Sharon thanked her for the compliment, and invited her in. She poured a cup of coffee for her, and told her that Carol was still in bed, but would be down soon. She also told her about what Carol had told them last night, and again this morning. She got a little teary every time she thought about it.
Sharon only had a few minutes before she had to leave, but, this was by far, the best way to spend it. Talking to this wonderful neighbor ALWAYS lifted her spirits. She was SO bright and cheery. It made her think of her Mom. Mommy was the same way. She always had a kind word, and a sweet smile. No matter if everything was going wrong. You just knew you were loved and appreciated. Dad was the same, in a gruff way. The difference was that HE would josh at you until you HAD to laugh, then take you in his arms, and tell you not to worry. Everything was going to work out, JUST FINE. And it DID.
She gathered her things, kissed Misti one more time, and left. Misti had lingered with the kiss this time. Carol had told her about their day together. Sharon was thinking about how SHE would respond in that kind of situation. Carol had always been ready to experiment with something new, up to a POINT! There were things she had vowed NEVER to try. Anal at the top of the list. Pain was another. A light smack on the butt when she was going doggy was okay, but nothing more. She had seen BOTH the Fathers pop Mom's hieny when they went doggy-style, but not enough to hurt. Her Mom said it made her cum even harder. She had asked Joseph, the brother just younger than she was to smack her the next time. He did, and she started coming on the spot. She had, that day, made him cum five times. Three of them inside her.
Mom had taken her on her 14th birthday to the doctor for Birth Control Pills. She had told the doctor, "You never know what the k**s are up to these days." Later, on the way home, she had told Sharon that the doctor didn't need to know that she was doing just like her Mom. "I get the best lays from your Dad and your Daddy I could ever ask for. I also know that YOU have been laid more than once. I know that David got your cherry, and at least two of Dad's boys have had you, and probably some of the boys at school have fucked you. Probably several times. I know how boys can be. They want to fuck until they run out of steam, and they want to cum inside of you. Just remember! When you let a boy fuck you, he will fuck you all HE wants. You can't stop him. AND he will cum inside you when HE wants. You can't stop that either. You are at his mercy once he has your panties down, so make sure of who takes them down." Sharon had been surprised at her Mom's revelation. She decided to find out more, if she could.
"Mom. How old were you when you lost YOUR cherry? Her Mom thought for a second. "I was 13 years old. We had some Black people on the farm next to us when I was a girl. They had a daughter the same age as me. There were 8 more brothers and sisters. I had just started my first period. My friend wanted to go skinny-dipping in the pond, but I told her I couldn't, and why. We hung out the rest of the day. Two days later I told her I wanted to go skinny-dipping. Her brother was 2 years older than us. He had known where we would go, and that I had just had my first period. He snuck down to the pond and watched 'till we got in the water, and came down where we were. The pond was spring-fed, and ALWAYS kind of cold. She got out when she was ready, 'cause he had seen HER nekk** so many times, and had already fucked her. I tried to wait him out, but he just sat there, grinnin' at me. He knew I would have to come out before long. When I DID come out, he dropped his pants, put me on the ground, and fucked me. He came inside me twice, and promised that he would do it again. Sure enough, he started fucking me 2 or 3 times a week. How I kept from getting pregnant, I'll never know. He fucked me like that for four years. I was nearly 18 before a white guy fucked me. I worried that he had stretched me out 'till I was too big for a white man, but, THANK GOD!!! He didn't. He was killed a few years later in a car accident. My friend and me, and now you, are the only ones to know about this part of my life. Not Dad, not Mr. Breen, not even Mrs. Breen. I trust you to keep it secret for me. Okay, Sweetheart? Pinky swear?" The hooked their pinky's together and shook, smiling at each other. The secret was safe.
She had been so preoccupied that it startled her to realize that she was at her office. She went to her office, took out some papers she had started the day before, and set her mind to check what she had done. It was all correct, so she did the few things she had left, and put them away.
She was just closing the drawer when she heard a knock at the door. "Come in." she answered. It was Mary. "Hi, Honey. How's Sharon, today?" She came around the desk and gave her a hug. She took a seat across the desk. "How is Carol this morning?" Misti told me she was still a bit weak in the knees, last night." Sharon shook her head, telling her that Misti was at the house, and was going to take her to a doctor, this morning. "I sure hope it's nothing to worry about. I so love her. If anything happened, I don't know if I could stand it."
Mary frowned at her. "Don't even let yourself think like that." she said. "You'll make YOURSELF sick." Sharon promised to try. Mary asked her if her tryst with William had made her feel ANY better. "I don't think so. William and Misti had to help her home. She threw up her breakfast, and the cum she swallowed, and they carried her upstairs, bathed her, and put her to bed. She slept all day, woke up for a little while, talked to Dave and me, and went back to sleep. She woke up this morning, talked to us, again, and was asleep when Misti came over. I left to come here, so that's all I know." Mary told her that if she wanted, she could go with her to the doctor. Sharon told her that she would stay. Misti would let her know if anything happened that needed her attention, but, "Thank You, anyway."
Mary left, but there was another knock at the door. It was the man from the office next door. His name was Matthew, but everyone called him Matt. He was wanting her to look at some papers he had questions about. She looked them over. Something didn't look right to her either. She started working her calculator, trying to find the problem. THERE IT WAS!!! he had put a receipt from receiving into the accounts payable. She told Matt to call him, and get it confirmed, but she thought that would fix it. Matt thanked her and left. Her phone was ringing. She looked at the clock on the wall. It was 10:30 already! She answered. It was Misti. Her always cheerful voice was breaking slightly.
"What's wrong, Honey?" Sharon asked. MIsti answered quickly. "Absolutely NOTHING, Sweetie. It couldn't be more RIGHT!!! How are YOU, AUNT Sharon? Our girl just has a whopping, super-dooper case of morning sickness. SHE'S ALMOST 3 MONTHS PREGNANT!!! I'm so happy and relieved, I can't stop crying." She broke down again. "Our little lady is going to be a Mommy. I just finished calling Dave. He is beside himself. I'll tell you the rest when you get home. Be sure to tell Mary. She'll be just as happy as we are. Bye bye. I love you."
Sharon was so happy that she let out a wild Texas Rebel Yell she had learned in school. Mary had been right outside of the door and had nearly fell down. She came in and Sharon told her the news. She started crying, uncontrollably. She turned around. Everyone was in the hallway to see what was going on. "Everybody take the rest of today, AND tomorrow off. I'll see ya' Thursday!" She and Sharon held each other and cried from pure joy and relief. Their girl was okay. They finally regained a bit of composure. Several of the people were still there, unsure if they should leave the "boss" in such a state. Most had never had a boss like her. She was a stickler for accuracy, but was NEVER mean about it. A mistake here and there was expected, and was tolerated. She mothered everyone unmercifully, and acted like she really loved them. She was always cheerful and attentive to their lives outside. If they wanted to talk, she was ready to listen. She had brought forth a sort of loyalty that was seldom seen, and was loved in return.
She had explained to those who had remained, what was happening. They had all kissed and hugged her and Sharon, like THEY were brothers and sisters, congratulating them, and expressing their best wishes for Carol, whom they hadn't met, YET!!
The ladies went around the offices and checked to make sure everything was put away. NOBODY should have to come in and see a mess waiting for them.
Meanwhile, Misti and Carol had gone to the commissary so Misti could pick up a few things. She had a mini-van with a fold out bed in back. If Carol felt strong enough, she could go in with her, but could also lay down in the van with the air-conditioning to keep her comfortable. Carol decided to wait in the van while Misti went in.
Misti was only gone for a few minutes. She put her purchases inside and headed for a health-food store. A quick stop there and they headed for home. They had the few things she hadn't found in the commissary, and a few other things she needed.
Once back home, Misti had put Carol on the sofa, turned the TV on, and went to bring in the things she had bought. She had noted where Carol and Sharon kept their pots and pans, got out the ones she needed, and set to cooking. She had several pots cooking at once. When she had everything to her satisfaction, she went into the living room, and undressed Carol and herself. No use wearing clothes if you didn't have to. She got another pillow for Carol, and sat down with her. The doctor had told her that the baby was a girl, and she was near the end of her second month of pregnancy. Her and Carol had been discussing possible names. They would, of course, wait for input from Dave, but would ask his opinion on several possibilities.
Misti kept getting up, and going into the kitchen. Carol had heard what sounded like something being chopped, and the sounds of pots being moved around. She wondered what was going on. She had been given an injection in the hip. On top of being pregnant, she HAD picked up a virus, and was advised to drink plenty of water, rest, and eat good food. Nothing too heavy on her stomach for a few days. He had given her a prescription for some medicine, which they had stopped and filled, also. Misti came back in and set a cup near her. "It's a tea I brewed for you. My neighbor used to make it for us when we felt bad. She was a medicine woman, and taught me when I was just a little girl."
Carol took a small sip. MERCY!!! This really tasted GOOD! She took another sip. She wished ALL the medicines she had taken had tasted this good. She looked up at Misti. She was ready for her, and told her it was made from several different plants, plus she had added a bit of cinnamon. There was also more, if she wanted it. It was not only good for the sickness, it would relax her and help her sleep. Carol, already drowsy, set her cup on the coffee table, and observed, "It's already working. I can hardly keep my eyes open." She scooted down a tiny bit, and was asleep. Misti pulled an afghan over her so she would be warm, and went back into the kitchen. She wanted this to be as good as she could make it. It was a soup she had been taught to make long before. Foreigners called it Asian style chicken soup. Only it could be made with chicken, pork, or beef. She was preparing it with beef AND chicken. Pork would probably NOT be wise when Carol's stomach was so easily upset.
The time went by quickly. Sharon had come running in the front door, and she heard frantic knocking at the back door. It was Mary. They looked in and saw that Carol was sleeping, and turned on Mist, wanting to know all the details.
They had arrived at the clinic early, and had only waited a few seconds before being shown in. Carol had filled out the forms they had needed, and had her vital signs taken by a nurse. The doctor had told the nurse he needed lab work done, and she had taken blood, urine, saliva, and stool samples. These had been checked in a matter of minutes. The doctor had also had an ultrasound taken. She had been back in the examination room for a few minutes, and the Doctor came in and introduced himself as Dr. Immelmann. He had talked with them for a few minutes, telling them Carol had a virus. He had asked how she had been over the past week. She had told him that she had been more hungry than usual, and that she had been nearly insatiable sexually. She was VERY frank about herself having sex with multiple partners. The doctor had simply smiled at her, made notes, and told her, "I'm very glad you were so honest. Most women wouldn't tell me they had been so active. Sex is an appetite, just as hunger, or thirst. If that is what you and your partner enjoy, so be it. Just be a little more careful about unprotected sex. There are many STD's, and there is also the danger of HIV to worry about. Now, I have one more examination I need to make. I'll step outside and you disrobe and get up on the table with your feet in the stirrups. If your friend doesn't mind, she can help us." He turned to Misti. "Put the robe on her, and spread this cover over her from the waist down. When you are ready, I'll be right outside. I'm going to check her breasts, and give her a pelvic examination."
He stepped out, closing the door, and Carol only took a second to follow his instructions. Misti sat out of the way, but still where she could see everything. She opened the door a crack and called the Doctor back in. The Doctor washed his hands and reached for his gloves. Carol looked up at him and commented, "If it's all the same to you, Doc, I would rather you check my breasts barehanded. Those gloves feel weird." The Doctor shrugged his shoulders and put the gloves back on the counter. He was very gentle with her, and she responded, her nipples standing at attention, which the Doctor noted. It was a short process, and he moved to the foot of the table. He folded the cover up, out if the way, and asked if she wanted him to wear gloves for this part, or continue bare handed? She told him she would like him to be bare handed, please, so he resumed. He opened her vagina, and looked at it, and tool a swab for a sample of her fluid. He took a device that looked like the bill of a duck, inserted it inside of her, slowly turning it until he opened it, and her. He could see all the way to her cervix, and took another swab, and took another sample. He withdrew the device, putting it inside the sink.
The Doctor told Carol she could put her clothes back on. Carol looked up at him, smiling. " I wish this were other circumstances, Doc. I would like you to screw me silly. I am so excited it is unbelievable. I wish you could, or would, drop your pants and fuck me like crazy. Right here on the table. Misti has watched me get nailed, before, so that's not a problem. Please Doc. Please fuck me." The Doctor was sorely tempted. Of all the women he had examined, she was the smallest, and would be unbelievably tight. She was willing, able, and more than ready. She was already so wet it wouldn't be any effort. He could smell her. It was the special perfume of a woman in heat.
"Not today, Dear. I want you to get over your illness. I won't promise anything, but, some other time, MAYBE." He went out, closing the door behind him, sweating and his hands shaking. He swore to himself that if he ever had another chance, he would take it. This had been one of the most attractive, and exciting patients he had ever had.
He wrote a prescription for her, and went into his office. The door opened. It was his nurse. She wordlessly removed her pants and panties, opened his pants, spreading a towel around his erect penis, and mounting him. She made him ejaculate twice before she got off. "She REALLY got to you, didn't she. I don't wonder why. She was a knock-out. If I were a man, she would have crawled out of here a hard-fucked woman."
Carol had written a check for all the procedures, and they had left. Misti had said much the same thing. "I don't think I could have turned down an offer like that. You had him shook BAD!!! I haven't seen many men do something like that. In fact, if I were you, I wouldn't do that, again, if I weren't ready to get laid." Carol smiled at her. "I was, and still am. If I thought it would do any good, I would tell you to turn around and go back. Then I would walk in completely naked. And I wouldn't leave until he had fucked me AT LEAST 3 OR 4 times."
Now that they were safely home, Sharon and Mary had enjoyed hearing about all that had happened. The food was nearly ready, and smelled fabulous. They had both asked Misti what was in it. She had told them, and also approximately how much. Many of the things she used were largely unknown to them.
They heard the front door open and close. Dave and Hank were here. Misti wasn't quite sure why, but Carol had insisted she tell Dave to bring Hank home with him. Mary had just called her house and told Jerry to come on over, and she did the same with Mike. They would all be here in a second. They heard a knock at the back door. That meant Jerry and Mike were here.
Everybody had gathered in the living room. Carol had never even thought about putting on clothes. She sat up on the couch, Indian style, exposed to all. She looked up at Dave. "My Love. You hit the bullseye. You knocked me up good. You are, in about 7 months,going to have a new woman in the house. We are going to henpeck you like never before. We're gonna make you crazy 7/24. You're gonna be bald-headed, pot-bellied, and bow-legged. Get used to the idea, 'cause it's coming. What do you think of THAT?" Dave, who had never been overly emotional, was crying openly. Everybody was hugging and kissing him and Carol. It was hard to tell who was the most overjoyed. All the women were talking at once, and Dave had taken Carol into his arms. He had only one question. "Did you call the folks, yet. They'll want to know. Carol had been thinking about just that very thing. "Honey. We were talking about going to see them this weekend. I can't go THIS weekend. I might make someone else sick, but, lets go NEXT weekend. We can call them and give them a chance to get ready. Does that sound good to you?" Dave agreed, so they all made plans for the trip.
Misti and Mary had gone into the dining room and set the table. The soup had been dished out, and everybody seated, much as they had those few nights ago. Everybody was ravenous, and agreed that Misti's soup was the best thing since bubblegum. Everybody ate seconds, and some went back for a third serving. They ALL left the table in misery. They had eaten so much, they were in agony.
It was to be one of the happiest days of their lives.
The night passed uneventfully. Sharon and Dave had helped her to the bathroom a few times, and had given her a shower, before turning in for the night. Carol had insisted that Dave stay with Sharon, again. She had enjoyed hearing the sounds of their lovemaking the night before. She also told them that she had always know how intimate they had been the whole time, and was fully aware that they had sex as often as possible. She let them know that she liked to watch them if it were possible. Both of them kissed her, and went into Sharon's room, once again leaving the doors open.
They had made love twice tonight, with Dave eating the fresh cream pie he had just given her, and remounting her. He had made her cum over and over, leaving them both breathless and gasping for air. They went into the other bedroom to check on Carol. She was asleep, but smiling. They went on into the bathroom for a shower, enjoying it more now that they knew Carol was okay.
The next morning they got up, showered together, again, and, while Dave was getting dressed, Carol opened her eyes. "Good Morning, Sweetheart. Sounded like you were fucking the hell out of Sharon, last night. What were you doing to her to make her scream so loud? Did you bite her clit?" Dave had to laugh at her comments. "No, baby. I didn't bite anything. I just licked and fucked her. I ate a cream pie out of her, like I do you sometimes, but that's all."
Carol rolled over on her side, revealing her naked body. "I wish you could fuck me, right now, but, I think I need to see the doctor with a clean pussy. I would hate to make him want to fuck me. I wouldn't care if his nurse was there, watching. I could stand her sitting on my face while he did me. I love you, so much, and could NEVER get too much of you. No matter how many men fuck me, you are the one I love, and enjoy the most."
Dave leaned down, kissing her, and telling her he felt the same way about her, and bidding her Good-bye. He had to go to work. He went downstairs, ate, kissed Sharon Good-bye, and left. Sharon cleaned the kitchen, and went up to dress for her work. She took her clothes and went into Carol's bedroom to get dressed. While she dressed, she and Carol talked. All the little things they had talked about all their lives. Carol was worried that they wouldn't be able to go home and see the folks this weekend, but, Sharon assured her that she, most likely, had a bug of some sort, and would be better before them. She heard Misti calling from downstairs and went to let her in. She kissed Carol Good-Bye, and left, going to work.
Misti was wearing more clothes than Sharon had ever seen her wear before. She had on culottes and a short midi-blouse that was almost, but not quite see-through. Her nipples were evident, but, unless she stood with the sun behind her, you wouldn't be able to see her breasts. She was STILL as sexy as she ever was. Face it. No matter what she wore, she would be sexy beyond belief. She immediately kissed Sharon, as she opened the door. "Hi, sweetie! How's my favorite working girl, this morning? My, my. Don't YOU look lovely! That outfit goes SO well with your hair and complexion. Sharon was wearing a modest, white blouse, and brown slacks that were form-fitting, but, not tight. Sharon thanked her for the compliment, and invited her in. She poured a cup of coffee for her, and told her that Carol was still in bed, but would be down soon. She also told her about what Carol had told them last night, and again this morning. She got a little teary every time she thought about it.
Sharon only had a few minutes before she had to leave, but, this was by far, the best way to spend it. Talking to this wonderful neighbor ALWAYS lifted her spirits. She was SO bright and cheery. It made her think of her Mom. Mommy was the same way. She always had a kind word, and a sweet smile. No matter if everything was going wrong. You just knew you were loved and appreciated. Dad was the same, in a gruff way. The difference was that HE would josh at you until you HAD to laugh, then take you in his arms, and tell you not to worry. Everything was going to work out, JUST FINE. And it DID.
She gathered her things, kissed Misti one more time, and left. Misti had lingered with the kiss this time. Carol had told her about their day together. Sharon was thinking about how SHE would respond in that kind of situation. Carol had always been ready to experiment with something new, up to a POINT! There were things she had vowed NEVER to try. Anal at the top of the list. Pain was another. A light smack on the butt when she was going doggy was okay, but nothing more. She had seen BOTH the Fathers pop Mom's hieny when they went doggy-style, but not enough to hurt. Her Mom said it made her cum even harder. She had asked Joseph, the brother just younger than she was to smack her the next time. He did, and she started coming on the spot. She had, that day, made him cum five times. Three of them inside her.
Mom had taken her on her 14th birthday to the doctor for Birth Control Pills. She had told the doctor, "You never know what the k**s are up to these days." Later, on the way home, she had told Sharon that the doctor didn't need to know that she was doing just like her Mom. "I get the best lays from your Dad and your Daddy I could ever ask for. I also know that YOU have been laid more than once. I know that David got your cherry, and at least two of Dad's boys have had you, and probably some of the boys at school have fucked you. Probably several times. I know how boys can be. They want to fuck until they run out of steam, and they want to cum inside of you. Just remember! When you let a boy fuck you, he will fuck you all HE wants. You can't stop him. AND he will cum inside you when HE wants. You can't stop that either. You are at his mercy once he has your panties down, so make sure of who takes them down." Sharon had been surprised at her Mom's revelation. She decided to find out more, if she could.
"Mom. How old were you when you lost YOUR cherry? Her Mom thought for a second. "I was 13 years old. We had some Black people on the farm next to us when I was a girl. They had a daughter the same age as me. There were 8 more brothers and sisters. I had just started my first period. My friend wanted to go skinny-dipping in the pond, but I told her I couldn't, and why. We hung out the rest of the day. Two days later I told her I wanted to go skinny-dipping. Her brother was 2 years older than us. He had known where we would go, and that I had just had my first period. He snuck down to the pond and watched 'till we got in the water, and came down where we were. The pond was spring-fed, and ALWAYS kind of cold. She got out when she was ready, 'cause he had seen HER nekk** so many times, and had already fucked her. I tried to wait him out, but he just sat there, grinnin' at me. He knew I would have to come out before long. When I DID come out, he dropped his pants, put me on the ground, and fucked me. He came inside me twice, and promised that he would do it again. Sure enough, he started fucking me 2 or 3 times a week. How I kept from getting pregnant, I'll never know. He fucked me like that for four years. I was nearly 18 before a white guy fucked me. I worried that he had stretched me out 'till I was too big for a white man, but, THANK GOD!!! He didn't. He was killed a few years later in a car accident. My friend and me, and now you, are the only ones to know about this part of my life. Not Dad, not Mr. Breen, not even Mrs. Breen. I trust you to keep it secret for me. Okay, Sweetheart? Pinky swear?" The hooked their pinky's together and shook, smiling at each other. The secret was safe.
She had been so preoccupied that it startled her to realize that she was at her office. She went to her office, took out some papers she had started the day before, and set her mind to check what she had done. It was all correct, so she did the few things she had left, and put them away.
She was just closing the drawer when she heard a knock at the door. "Come in." she answered. It was Mary. "Hi, Honey. How's Sharon, today?" She came around the desk and gave her a hug. She took a seat across the desk. "How is Carol this morning?" Misti told me she was still a bit weak in the knees, last night." Sharon shook her head, telling her that Misti was at the house, and was going to take her to a doctor, this morning. "I sure hope it's nothing to worry about. I so love her. If anything happened, I don't know if I could stand it."
Mary frowned at her. "Don't even let yourself think like that." she said. "You'll make YOURSELF sick." Sharon promised to try. Mary asked her if her tryst with William had made her feel ANY better. "I don't think so. William and Misti had to help her home. She threw up her breakfast, and the cum she swallowed, and they carried her upstairs, bathed her, and put her to bed. She slept all day, woke up for a little while, talked to Dave and me, and went back to sleep. She woke up this morning, talked to us, again, and was asleep when Misti came over. I left to come here, so that's all I know." Mary told her that if she wanted, she could go with her to the doctor. Sharon told her that she would stay. Misti would let her know if anything happened that needed her attention, but, "Thank You, anyway."
Mary left, but there was another knock at the door. It was the man from the office next door. His name was Matthew, but everyone called him Matt. He was wanting her to look at some papers he had questions about. She looked them over. Something didn't look right to her either. She started working her calculator, trying to find the problem. THERE IT WAS!!! he had put a receipt from receiving into the accounts payable. She told Matt to call him, and get it confirmed, but she thought that would fix it. Matt thanked her and left. Her phone was ringing. She looked at the clock on the wall. It was 10:30 already! She answered. It was Misti. Her always cheerful voice was breaking slightly.
"What's wrong, Honey?" Sharon asked. MIsti answered quickly. "Absolutely NOTHING, Sweetie. It couldn't be more RIGHT!!! How are YOU, AUNT Sharon? Our girl just has a whopping, super-dooper case of morning sickness. SHE'S ALMOST 3 MONTHS PREGNANT!!! I'm so happy and relieved, I can't stop crying." She broke down again. "Our little lady is going to be a Mommy. I just finished calling Dave. He is beside himself. I'll tell you the rest when you get home. Be sure to tell Mary. She'll be just as happy as we are. Bye bye. I love you."
Sharon was so happy that she let out a wild Texas Rebel Yell she had learned in school. Mary had been right outside of the door and had nearly fell down. She came in and Sharon told her the news. She started crying, uncontrollably. She turned around. Everyone was in the hallway to see what was going on. "Everybody take the rest of today, AND tomorrow off. I'll see ya' Thursday!" She and Sharon held each other and cried from pure joy and relief. Their girl was okay. They finally regained a bit of composure. Several of the people were still there, unsure if they should leave the "boss" in such a state. Most had never had a boss like her. She was a stickler for accuracy, but was NEVER mean about it. A mistake here and there was expected, and was tolerated. She mothered everyone unmercifully, and acted like she really loved them. She was always cheerful and attentive to their lives outside. If they wanted to talk, she was ready to listen. She had brought forth a sort of loyalty that was seldom seen, and was loved in return.
She had explained to those who had remained, what was happening. They had all kissed and hugged her and Sharon, like THEY were brothers and sisters, congratulating them, and expressing their best wishes for Carol, whom they hadn't met, YET!!
The ladies went around the offices and checked to make sure everything was put away. NOBODY should have to come in and see a mess waiting for them.
Meanwhile, Misti and Carol had gone to the commissary so Misti could pick up a few things. She had a mini-van with a fold out bed in back. If Carol felt strong enough, she could go in with her, but could also lay down in the van with the air-conditioning to keep her comfortable. Carol decided to wait in the van while Misti went in.
Misti was only gone for a few minutes. She put her purchases inside and headed for a health-food store. A quick stop there and they headed for home. They had the few things she hadn't found in the commissary, and a few other things she needed.
Once back home, Misti had put Carol on the sofa, turned the TV on, and went to bring in the things she had bought. She had noted where Carol and Sharon kept their pots and pans, got out the ones she needed, and set to cooking. She had several pots cooking at once. When she had everything to her satisfaction, she went into the living room, and undressed Carol and herself. No use wearing clothes if you didn't have to. She got another pillow for Carol, and sat down with her. The doctor had told her that the baby was a girl, and she was near the end of her second month of pregnancy. Her and Carol had been discussing possible names. They would, of course, wait for input from Dave, but would ask his opinion on several possibilities.
Misti kept getting up, and going into the kitchen. Carol had heard what sounded like something being chopped, and the sounds of pots being moved around. She wondered what was going on. She had been given an injection in the hip. On top of being pregnant, she HAD picked up a virus, and was advised to drink plenty of water, rest, and eat good food. Nothing too heavy on her stomach for a few days. He had given her a prescription for some medicine, which they had stopped and filled, also. Misti came back in and set a cup near her. "It's a tea I brewed for you. My neighbor used to make it for us when we felt bad. She was a medicine woman, and taught me when I was just a little girl."
Carol took a small sip. MERCY!!! This really tasted GOOD! She took another sip. She wished ALL the medicines she had taken had tasted this good. She looked up at Misti. She was ready for her, and told her it was made from several different plants, plus she had added a bit of cinnamon. There was also more, if she wanted it. It was not only good for the sickness, it would relax her and help her sleep. Carol, already drowsy, set her cup on the coffee table, and observed, "It's already working. I can hardly keep my eyes open." She scooted down a tiny bit, and was asleep. Misti pulled an afghan over her so she would be warm, and went back into the kitchen. She wanted this to be as good as she could make it. It was a soup she had been taught to make long before. Foreigners called it Asian style chicken soup. Only it could be made with chicken, pork, or beef. She was preparing it with beef AND chicken. Pork would probably NOT be wise when Carol's stomach was so easily upset.
The time went by quickly. Sharon had come running in the front door, and she heard frantic knocking at the back door. It was Mary. They looked in and saw that Carol was sleeping, and turned on Mist, wanting to know all the details.
They had arrived at the clinic early, and had only waited a few seconds before being shown in. Carol had filled out the forms they had needed, and had her vital signs taken by a nurse. The doctor had told the nurse he needed lab work done, and she had taken blood, urine, saliva, and stool samples. These had been checked in a matter of minutes. The doctor had also had an ultrasound taken. She had been back in the examination room for a few minutes, and the Doctor came in and introduced himself as Dr. Immelmann. He had talked with them for a few minutes, telling them Carol had a virus. He had asked how she had been over the past week. She had told him that she had been more hungry than usual, and that she had been nearly insatiable sexually. She was VERY frank about herself having sex with multiple partners. The doctor had simply smiled at her, made notes, and told her, "I'm very glad you were so honest. Most women wouldn't tell me they had been so active. Sex is an appetite, just as hunger, or thirst. If that is what you and your partner enjoy, so be it. Just be a little more careful about unprotected sex. There are many STD's, and there is also the danger of HIV to worry about. Now, I have one more examination I need to make. I'll step outside and you disrobe and get up on the table with your feet in the stirrups. If your friend doesn't mind, she can help us." He turned to Misti. "Put the robe on her, and spread this cover over her from the waist down. When you are ready, I'll be right outside. I'm going to check her breasts, and give her a pelvic examination."
He stepped out, closing the door, and Carol only took a second to follow his instructions. Misti sat out of the way, but still where she could see everything. She opened the door a crack and called the Doctor back in. The Doctor washed his hands and reached for his gloves. Carol looked up at him and commented, "If it's all the same to you, Doc, I would rather you check my breasts barehanded. Those gloves feel weird." The Doctor shrugged his shoulders and put the gloves back on the counter. He was very gentle with her, and she responded, her nipples standing at attention, which the Doctor noted. It was a short process, and he moved to the foot of the table. He folded the cover up, out if the way, and asked if she wanted him to wear gloves for this part, or continue bare handed? She told him she would like him to be bare handed, please, so he resumed. He opened her vagina, and looked at it, and tool a swab for a sample of her fluid. He took a device that looked like the bill of a duck, inserted it inside of her, slowly turning it until he opened it, and her. He could see all the way to her cervix, and took another swab, and took another sample. He withdrew the device, putting it inside the sink.
The Doctor told Carol she could put her clothes back on. Carol looked up at him, smiling. " I wish this were other circumstances, Doc. I would like you to screw me silly. I am so excited it is unbelievable. I wish you could, or would, drop your pants and fuck me like crazy. Right here on the table. Misti has watched me get nailed, before, so that's not a problem. Please Doc. Please fuck me." The Doctor was sorely tempted. Of all the women he had examined, she was the smallest, and would be unbelievably tight. She was willing, able, and more than ready. She was already so wet it wouldn't be any effort. He could smell her. It was the special perfume of a woman in heat.
"Not today, Dear. I want you to get over your illness. I won't promise anything, but, some other time, MAYBE." He went out, closing the door behind him, sweating and his hands shaking. He swore to himself that if he ever had another chance, he would take it. This had been one of the most attractive, and exciting patients he had ever had.
He wrote a prescription for her, and went into his office. The door opened. It was his nurse. She wordlessly removed her pants and panties, opened his pants, spreading a towel around his erect penis, and mounting him. She made him ejaculate twice before she got off. "She REALLY got to you, didn't she. I don't wonder why. She was a knock-out. If I were a man, she would have crawled out of here a hard-fucked woman."
Carol had written a check for all the procedures, and they had left. Misti had said much the same thing. "I don't think I could have turned down an offer like that. You had him shook BAD!!! I haven't seen many men do something like that. In fact, if I were you, I wouldn't do that, again, if I weren't ready to get laid." Carol smiled at her. "I was, and still am. If I thought it would do any good, I would tell you to turn around and go back. Then I would walk in completely naked. And I wouldn't leave until he had fucked me AT LEAST 3 OR 4 times."
Now that they were safely home, Sharon and Mary had enjoyed hearing about all that had happened. The food was nearly ready, and smelled fabulous. They had both asked Misti what was in it. She had told them, and also approximately how much. Many of the things she used were largely unknown to them.
They heard the front door open and close. Dave and Hank were here. Misti wasn't quite sure why, but Carol had insisted she tell Dave to bring Hank home with him. Mary had just called her house and told Jerry to come on over, and she did the same with Mike. They would all be here in a second. They heard a knock at the back door. That meant Jerry and Mike were here.
Everybody had gathered in the living room. Carol had never even thought about putting on clothes. She sat up on the couch, Indian style, exposed to all. She looked up at Dave. "My Love. You hit the bullseye. You knocked me up good. You are, in about 7 months,going to have a new woman in the house. We are going to henpeck you like never before. We're gonna make you crazy 7/24. You're gonna be bald-headed, pot-bellied, and bow-legged. Get used to the idea, 'cause it's coming. What do you think of THAT?" Dave, who had never been overly emotional, was crying openly. Everybody was hugging and kissing him and Carol. It was hard to tell who was the most overjoyed. All the women were talking at once, and Dave had taken Carol into his arms. He had only one question. "Did you call the folks, yet. They'll want to know. Carol had been thinking about just that very thing. "Honey. We were talking about going to see them this weekend. I can't go THIS weekend. I might make someone else sick, but, lets go NEXT weekend. We can call them and give them a chance to get ready. Does that sound good to you?" Dave agreed, so they all made plans for the trip.
Misti and Mary had gone into the dining room and set the table. The soup had been dished out, and everybody seated, much as they had those few nights ago. Everybody was ravenous, and agreed that Misti's soup was the best thing since bubblegum. Everybody ate seconds, and some went back for a third serving. They ALL left the table in misery. They had eaten so much, they were in agony.
It was to be one of the happiest days of their lives.
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