Cala de Sirena - Joy's Birth - Sex Stories

Cala de Sirena - Joy's Birth

... heard a slight splash and opened his eyes to see his wife slide into the water, and her legs morph into her rainbow tail. Don smiled as she settled into the water. “I hope you don’t mind, but the idea of sitting in water with you just sounded so wonderful, I had to join you.” Don smiled. “Never. I was just thinking about our first time in a tub together.” Angel giggled. “That did have a nice ending.” “You know, when you have the baby, we won’t be having sex for a while.” Angel nodded, “Yes, you’ve warned me. But it’s not like we have sex all the time now.” “True. And trust me, Jason said I could take as much time off as I need. I can work from home, everything is in place, and everyone knows I’m on family leave. In fact, Jason set this all up two years ago. Little did either of us know it would take me so long to get you pregnant. Though, to be honest, I never thought this day would ever come.” “Well I assure you, this is your daughter. I have not been with any other man. In fact, I’ve only met two other men aside from you, Jason and that nice man that married us.” Don smiled as he remembered meeting him. It was just after he had asked Angel to be his wife, and gave her the mermaid and pearl ring she wears. He had reported to work and on his first day, was asked to get himself and Jason lunch as they poured over paperwork that needed to be completed. When Don walked to the bar to pick up some sandwiches and a sampler to go, he noticed the old church at the edge of town. Don ...

... wasn’t an overly religious man, but there was something about this church that drew him to it. He wandered over to it and went inside. He noticed that it wasn’t as old as it initially appeared, but still had that rustic island look that he liked. The church itself was simple, open, with hard wooden benches and a stone floor. The walls were bare except for the windows, and the front had a simple podium. “Welcome friend.” Don turned to see an older man with dark brown skin, salt and pepper hair, and soft brown eyes. It was clear he was the minister by the tell-tale collar around his neck. “Hello,” replied Don. “What brings you here?” “I hadn’t notice this here before.” “You must be new, I’m Pastor Ken. Are you a visitor to our island or a new resident?” “I guess a new resident.” “Then welcome,” said Pastor Ken as he extended his arms. “Now tell me friend, what brings you here this fine day?” Don wondered if he could even try to explain about Angel, so he said, “Actually, I was heading out to get some lunch when I saw the church and wanted to check it out.” Pastor Ken smiled and nodded. “Well, let me assure you this building is sound. It was rebuilt after the storm that nearly leveled the island some time ago.” “I heard you got storms here a lot.” “Not like this one. This storm killed many of the natives and tourists, and destroyed almost all the buildings. The island is just now bouncing back, but Mr. and Mrs. Lee worked the hardest to aid in this area. Have you met them?” “Yes. ...