Babysitter’s Club Noelle

by Jordan Silver

  Not to mention the time Callan and I spend here whenever we can get away. It’s still our favorite place to come together and share our passion.

  Our two youngest children were conceived right here I’m convinced. Though their father likes to claim it was at home in our marriage bed.

  I watched five of my children now. Isabelle, who was a little over five and would be starting school in the fall. The triplets, Callan, Jasper and Loribelle were just over three years old and then there was two year old Laurent and beside me on the blanket was baby Annabelle who was just five months old.

  As I listened to the children’s laughter, my heart was light and full of joy. My husband, that wonderful man, has done everything in these past few years to make my life as pleasant as it could possibly be.

  There was nothing he didn’t stand in front of, when it came to protecting me and his children. Until the triplets were past the age of two months I lived on pins and needles.

  Remembering past pain, worrying that this time even though we’d done so much to change fate that our luck would run out.

  But it seems the worst was past and we were free to live our lives. My real freedom came with the news that Trudy had died in the asylum. She’d caught pneumonia with complications and died within a few days.

  Now all my days were filled with my children and husband and doing all the things I never got a chance to before. Like teaching my eldest daughter how to ride a bike, watching my sons and daughters take their first steps.

  For the first time I’ve seen the extent of Callan’s love for me, all the things we never got a chance to share before were now ours for the taking. And for the first time I was looking forward to our next meeting with joy.

  I felt his shadow come over me before the children saw him and cried out to him. “What are you thinking about?”

  He dropped down beside me still in his work clothes and stole a kiss before we were covered in kids. He played with each of them until they grew bored and ran off again.

  “I’m pregnant.”

  “I know.” He rubbed my flat tummy where another little miracle was just beginning to grow and we soon got lost in one of our steamy kisses.

  “After we put the kids to bed tonight, I’ll show my appreciation.” I grinned and blushed as I laid my head on his shoulder, my heart full to bursting.

  We stayed there until the sun went down and the kids were on their last legs. Back at the house it was a relief to pass them off to their nannies who fed and bathed them before their father and I put them to bed.

  “Are you still mad at me for insisting we hire them?”

  “Nope, I concede, you were right.” I stood still as he helped me undress before walking me into the shower.

  The water felt soothing against my warm skin, and his hands as they moved the cloth between my legs awakened my half asleep nerves.

  I let him take care of me before taking the cloth from his hands and returning the favor. By the time I was done, his cock was hard and already leaking precum.

  As always with my pregnancies, he was careful when he lifted me from the shower and took me to our bed. Laying me down before climbing between my legs.

  I reveled in the feel of his mouth as he kissed and licked his way along my thighs. And when his tongue pierced me I was already there, my juices bursting forth on his tongue. I was overly excited because I knew what was coming and my body was moving ahead.

  He climbed up my body and took my aching nipple into his mouth, tasting of my milk as I felt his cock slide into me.

  “How did you know I was pregnant, when I only found out this morning?” I know what talk of his child inside me does to him. How hot it makes him!

  “The last few times I took you, you were hot inside. You always get that way when you’re with child.” He was looking down between us at where his cock was going in and out of me, as if still amazed that we got to share this.

  “This is what we were supposed to have all those years ago. You, me, our children, all together like this. Happy! I want to have many more with you. In this life and the next!”

  I pulled him down to me as tears filled my eyes, my fervent wish that for all our lives to come that this is how it would be. That we’d get to fill this home with love and laughter and erase forever, the darkness that had prevailed for too long.

  “I love you Noelle, my love, my heart. This time more than all the others that came before. And I’ll love you even more in the next.”

  The End