Alyssa's C-section ended up getting bumped up to an emergency c-section when she went into early labor, just four days later. Her pelvic bone hadn't spread properly to deliver naturally, but they were prepared for this event. Although they were a little earlier than expected, everything would be fine the nurse reassured David as Alyssa was taken in to the OR(operating room). Sarina, Amanda, myself, and Alyssa's parents were all there, arriving shortly after we received the call from Amanda.
David covered his face in his hands and when we heard the sound of a baby's cry, the astonishment that crossed his face made him look ten years younger. A nurse hurried out of the room and went to a locked room right outside the OR, was inside for less than a minute before coming back out with bags of blood.
"Blood? Why do they need to give her blood? Is she alright?" David started to make his way to the door, but I held him back.
"David, it could just be a precaution. We shouldn't get in their way. Everything will be fine." I try to calm him down. "If there was a problem, they will let us know. Okay?"
David is still stressed but he backs off, "Why have we not heard the second one cry yet?"
Molly come over, "Not all babies cry when they're born. Especially when it's by C-section. Don't worry, David the doctors know what they're doing."
We all pace in our spots waiting. Then a nurse comes out pushing an incubator with two little babies sleeping peacefully in it. Another nurse following close behind with her.
"Congratulations, Mr. McNeal. Here are your babies, daddy." David starts crying, gazing down at his babies.
"What about my wife? Is she okay?" He asks turning to the nurse.
"They're sewing her back up and then will be taking her to the recovery room for an hour. It's standard procedure. Then they will take her to the room she will be staying in. If you all will follow me, I'll take you there now." The other nurse motions for us to follow.
"When can I hold them?" David asks, his eyes holding longing in them already.
"When we get to the room, DADDY," The first nurse stressed, "may hold the babies for a few minutes each. They're just barely in the preemie zone since she had them at thirty six weeks, and doing fine so far. Still, until mommy get's to hold them, Daddy you're the only one who should."
We all understood and nodded our heads as we entered a room set up for moms and their babies. Once in the room, the nurse hooked up the wires in the incubator to the monitor showing each babies vitals. Once she made sure everything was good, she had Daddy put on a hospital gown over his clothes, and brought over one of the babies.
"Here is your son." She smiled proudly.
"Can I hold them both together?" David asks smiling down at his son. The nurse nods, and brings the other over.
"And this is your daughter." She carefully places them in his arms.
"Hey babies, I'm your daddy." He chokes up.
Sarina is taking a video on her phone, brushing away a tear that's escaped as she smiles at her brother.
"Have you picked out names?" The nurse asks. When David doesn't say anything, she adds, "It's fine, we can put the names up later." She walks over to the computer and starts typing things into it, keeping a close eye on David and the twins as David sits there talking and cooing to his newborns.
After about ten minutes the nurse comes and takes them one at a time to put back in the incubator, much to David's disappointment. A little bit later, Alyssa is brought in, looking groggy and worn out.
"Hey baby." David takes her hand as soon as she's moved to her bed, kissing it and holding it to his face. "We have a beautiful baby girl who looks like you and a handsome son who looks like me." He whispers as she smiles faintly at him.
"I love you." She whispers before falling asleep.
We all hang out with David for about thirty minutes when Alyssa wakes back up a little more alert. We capture the moments of her holding them for the first time, but when it's time to feed, I suggest me and Sarina giving them some privacy.
"Wow, our nephews and nieces sure took it easy on us to remember their birthdays." Sarina chuckles as we head to the car. "March first and March fifth are easy enough dates to remember."
"Yeah, I've got to agree with you. So, tomorrow is the private showing for your top floor apartments. Do you know what you're going to wear?" I ask her, knowing it's going to be a business semi-formal event for her and she likes to make sure she's presentable.
"No..." She groans, "I looked through the closet yesterday and the few things I have that will work, I'm not sure about. I've gained a few pounds...." She looks down at her self, pouting.
Taken a back, I ask, "Where? I can't tell and I think I know your body very well, you would think I would know."
She blushes, "It's not much but a few of my things are a little tighter than they should be."
"Well then, I have an idea to put your mind at ease." I start making my way to Dallas to let her go pick out a new outfit to wear.
Six stores later and seven new dresses, with shoes and a new clutch, her mind was at ease and she was smiling ear to ear. I had enjoyed every second of her changing and modeling each one, some more than others. A few made me have to sit leaning forward in the chair and clear my throat to avoid embarrassing myself.
Remembering her in that first red dress at the last store had me clear my throat and adjust my slacks a bit as I drove us back home. While she had changed out of that dress and into the next one, I had the lady take the red dress and handed her my card to purchase it, as a surprise. When Sarina had went to put on another dress, I went and put it in the car and made it back just in time.
She notices me adjust myself and can tell from the corner of my eye, she's biting her lip, cheeks rosy, eyes lit with mischief.
"Whatever your naughty little mind is thinking... wait till we get back home, please."
I can see her grin joins in on the mischief as she turns more in her seat to face me. I spare her a glance and quirk a brow in her direction. "Sarina?"
She leans over on to the center console, running her hand up and down my thigh. "I'll wait. Only because I don't know if you could handle it and drive at the same time." She giggles as I swallow hard.
As I turn down the residential road to the house though, she leans back over, unzips me my slacks and starts to slurp on my cock.
"Oh, fuck...Sarina.." I struggle to keep my eyes focused on the road as she makes hot, slurping noises, sucking and licking on my cock. I pull into the garage and keep my foot on the brake, since I can't put it in park with Sarina in the way.
"Ahhh.. Sarina, put the car in..... in... park, baby." I moan the last part, having her give me a blow job like her life depended on it. The car slips into park with a momentary pause of Sarina's mouth.
I grip the steering wheel with one hand, the other hand is on her back as she sends my eyes rolling in the back of my head.
Panting, I try to warn her, "I'm gonna cum, baby."
She speeds up and I'm crying out, "FUCK! Oh..." My voice goes shaky as she swallows my cock and cum, some escaping past her lips as she starts to slow down.
Still panting in shock, at the quickest and most mind-blowing blowjob I've ever had, Sarina just pops her head up with a smile of swollen lips and blows me a kiss before heading into the house. She leaves me sitting there in the car, to put myself back in my pants and grab the bags.
I walk into the house whistling, as I take the bags to the room. I drop the bags on the floor the second I step in to see Sarina in a lingerie piece she did not have on when we left the house.
"When did you...?" I start, my smile growing, "You know what? Doesn't matter." I take in the fact that instead of underwear, she has just a garter belt on with her matching lace trimmed bra. Her skirt and blouse are haphazardly tossed just a short ways from where she stands in her heels still.
I step closer to her, drinking in this lovely sight of her beautiful curves, with her thick waist, thick thighs that I love wrapped around my face and an ass that could make a saint cry, but with the face of an angel. She gives me a knowing smile, as I step closer.
"Like what you see?" She giggles as I stop right before her, grabbing ahold of her hips to pull her to me.
"I like it very much." I give her a quick peck on the cheek before walking around and laying on the bed.
She turns to me her brows furrowed in confusion.
Chuckling, I motion for her to come closer, "Come over here and sit on my face, sexy. I'm going to show you how much I love it." I wink at her, as she blushes with her jaw dropped open.
She bites her lips as she approaches, "Are you sure?"
"Don't make me repeat myself. Now, beautiful." I lick my top lip for her as she starts to straddle me.
She hovers over my face, until I wrap my arms around her thighs and pull her down for her to sit on her throne. I watch her face turn from being hesitant to brimming with desire as I go to town on her. I lick and suck all over her, letting her ride my face until she's a quivering mess over me.
She raises herself off of my face, she pauses staring down at me with satiated sexy eyes, "Damn, baby." Is all she says as I smile and lick my lips for her.