possible penetration. The sperm needs to be deposited closest to the…um…cervix. You can also do that with the spoon-position, which is side by side lying.”
“Okaaaaay.”
“Anyway,” Emma continued reading as she curled herself up on the bed in her bedroom chewing on celery sticks and dip. “Oh and another one is to raise the hips.”
“Raise the hips?” her friend almost sounded dubious.
“According to the book, elevating the hips by placing a pillow behind my back exposes my…um…cervix to as much semen as my husband can release."
“Okay, I think I’m hearing TMI.”
“TMI?”
“Yeah, girlfriend! Too much information.”
“Very funny, Gina. You promised you’d help me.”
“Yeah, but I don’t have to hear all the details, do I?”
“Well, I’m hoping you’ll help me choose the best position to start off with.”
“Well, uh…shouldn’t Evan be the one you decide that with? I mean it’s not like I’m going to be there, God forbid!”
“Yeah and what do I say? ‘Honey could we try this position so that I really get pregnant this time?’”
“Okay…what other positions do they suggest?” Gina sighed heavily.
“Doggy-style!”
“Okay, I’m outta here. Talk to you later.”
“Gina!”
“Did I hear you say, doggy-style, hon?” Evan stood in the doorway smiling, his hands shoved in the pocket of his dress pants. How long had he been listening?
“Oh, um, I was just talking to Gina.”
“About doggy-style? What’s that you’re reading?” Evan tried to read the wording on the book cover.
Emma slapped the book shut quickly and tossed it in her handbag at the side of her bed. “Oh, nothing. Just a bit of…um…erotica.”
“Okay, you’re talking about erotica and sexual positions with your best friend.”
Oops!
“No, hon!” Think fast, Emma! Think fast! “I’m just telling her which positions are best to um…you know, get pregnant.”
“Why?”
“Because maybe, she’s so happy for me that she wants to get pregnant, too!” Okay that sounded soooo lame!
Evan drew in a deep breath and raised one of his sexy dark eyebrows. Then there was a twinkle in his eyes. “You know speaking of positions,” he said, in his deep, sexy low voice. His eyes slid down Emma’s body admiring her lovingly.
Evan dimmed the lights in the room before moving over to the bed and cuddling Emma in his arms.
“I love you so much, baby,” he said whispering in her ears. His nose rubbed gently on her neck then his soft lips brushed against her neck. Emma shivered with delight inside. Electrical currents coursed through her veins.
“Oooh,” she moaned in her throat. “I love you, too, baby.”
The love-making was incredible and sizzled with passion. She felt closer to Evan more than ever. After several orgasms thanks to the new techniques she’d asked Evan to try from the book, she fell asleep on his chest with a smile. Her ear pressed against his muscular chest listening to the beating of his heart.
She only wished it were three heartbeats in the room right now instead of two.
12.
The following week, Emma gazed around the beautiful eco-friendly high-tech nursery her husband and best friend had spent time building with the help of a few buddies. Evan thought she’d feel much better if she had the nursery built. Well, almost ready. This just caused tears to prickle Emma’s eyes. She sat down on the floor beside the expensive Vetro crib and covered her face with her hands.
“Honey, what’s wrong? I thought you’d be happy.” Evan’s voice called from the doorway.
Truth was, she should be happy. Ecstatic. But she was devastated because her lie was becoming an unnecessary financial burden. Evan didn’t know if he’d won over the new deal in Dallas yet and there he was spending tons of money on a baby that did not exist. At least not yet. She didn’t have the heart to poke holes in the condom though tempting as it was. And sure enough, every time they
“Okaaaaay.”
“Anyway,” Emma continued reading as she curled herself up on the bed in her bedroom chewing on celery sticks and dip. “Oh and another one is to raise the hips.”
“Raise the hips?” her friend almost sounded dubious.
“According to the book, elevating the hips by placing a pillow behind my back exposes my…um…cervix to as much semen as my husband can release."
“Okay, I think I’m hearing TMI.”
“TMI?”
“Yeah, girlfriend! Too much information.”
“Very funny, Gina. You promised you’d help me.”
“Yeah, but I don’t have to hear all the details, do I?”
“Well, I’m hoping you’ll help me choose the best position to start off with.”
“Well, uh…shouldn’t Evan be the one you decide that with? I mean it’s not like I’m going to be there, God forbid!”
“Yeah and what do I say? ‘Honey could we try this position so that I really get pregnant this time?’”
“Okay…what other positions do they suggest?” Gina sighed heavily.
“Doggy-style!”
“Okay, I’m outta here. Talk to you later.”
“Gina!”
“Did I hear you say, doggy-style, hon?” Evan stood in the doorway smiling, his hands shoved in the pocket of his dress pants. How long had he been listening?
“Oh, um, I was just talking to Gina.”
“About doggy-style? What’s that you’re reading?” Evan tried to read the wording on the book cover.
Emma slapped the book shut quickly and tossed it in her handbag at the side of her bed. “Oh, nothing. Just a bit of…um…erotica.”
“Okay, you’re talking about erotica and sexual positions with your best friend.”
Oops!
“No, hon!” Think fast, Emma! Think fast! “I’m just telling her which positions are best to um…you know, get pregnant.”
“Why?”
“Because maybe, she’s so happy for me that she wants to get pregnant, too!” Okay that sounded soooo lame!
Evan drew in a deep breath and raised one of his sexy dark eyebrows. Then there was a twinkle in his eyes. “You know speaking of positions,” he said, in his deep, sexy low voice. His eyes slid down Emma’s body admiring her lovingly.
Evan dimmed the lights in the room before moving over to the bed and cuddling Emma in his arms.
“I love you so much, baby,” he said whispering in her ears. His nose rubbed gently on her neck then his soft lips brushed against her neck. Emma shivered with delight inside. Electrical currents coursed through her veins.
“Oooh,” she moaned in her throat. “I love you, too, baby.”
The love-making was incredible and sizzled with passion. She felt closer to Evan more than ever. After several orgasms thanks to the new techniques she’d asked Evan to try from the book, she fell asleep on his chest with a smile. Her ear pressed against his muscular chest listening to the beating of his heart.
She only wished it were three heartbeats in the room right now instead of two.
12.
The following week, Emma gazed around the beautiful eco-friendly high-tech nursery her husband and best friend had spent time building with the help of a few buddies. Evan thought she’d feel much better if she had the nursery built. Well, almost ready. This just caused tears to prickle Emma’s eyes. She sat down on the floor beside the expensive Vetro crib and covered her face with her hands.
“Honey, what’s wrong? I thought you’d be happy.” Evan’s voice called from the doorway.
Truth was, she should be happy. Ecstatic. But she was devastated because her lie was becoming an unnecessary financial burden. Evan didn’t know if he’d won over the new deal in Dallas yet and there he was spending tons of money on a baby that did not exist. At least not yet. She didn’t have the heart to poke holes in the condom though tempting as it was. And sure enough, every time they
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