Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8) - Sex Stories

Cherry the Cheerleader (chapter 8)

... I sat in stunned silence. Amanda said that she was having two girls and that they weren’t even identical—she started out with two. I said, “I actually feel bad about this! I mean: you only wanted one to start and then you wanted to wait to see if another was a good idea. And now you have three-all at once!” Olivia said, “No! Don’t feel bad. It’s actually been great for us! The entire experience has been nearly exactly the same for both of us and that is really what we wanted.” Amanda agreed but added, “We probably could have done without the morning sickness, though… You ever watch two pregnant women throwing up at the same time in one toilet?” Cherry and I shook our heads while she said, “I can’t imagine. I don’t know if that would make it better or worse—better because you aren’t alone; but then there’s two people vomiting!” Olivia offered, “Isn’t being pregnant glamorous?!” All three of them laughed before coming up with a lot of privileges that come along with being pregnant: courtesy parking up close at the grocery store; people wait to hold the door for you—even if you aren’t carrying anything; and the unanimous favorite (and probably most necessary) front of the line privileges in the ladies’ room. We had a very nice dinner while we discussed all that the coming months would bring, along with our plans for the future. Amanda and Olivia liked the idea of the four of us staying close and we considered them as extended family; they were like our sisters and we were like ...

... their sister and brother. For the time being at least, I would be ‘Uncle David’ to their three kids; we’d figure out later if or when we would tell them the truth about me being the biological father. But that was completely up to Amanda and Olivia to figure out. Two days later, Cherry was having an unusually difficult time in getting comfortable. I was doing everything I could to help her, but nothing would do the trick. Sitting down was not an option for her; she just walked around the apartment while holding her stomach. I asked her, “Is it time?” Cherry thought for a few seconds and replied, “I don’t know.” I kept my eye on her and by the way she was acting, I had a feeling she was getting ready to deliver. Her over-night bag had been packed for at least a month by that point; I grabbed it and took it out to the car. When I came back inside, Cherry was standing in the hallway with one hand on her stomach and the other on the wall for support. She looked like she was struggling just to remain standing. Before I could say anything, she said, “NOW I know: It’s time!” Being a well trained firefighter and completely at ease during emergency situations, I was naturally in boarder-line panic mode! Perhaps it’s easier to stay calm when it is someone you don’t know as opposed to the Love of your life… At any rate, I had to concentrate on keeping calm to avoid stressing her or our arriving baby. Cherry made her way to the car and I was with her to help steady her. We elected to go ...