When the alarm went off in my ear at 1 P.M., I was exhausted. My whole body was buzzing with fatigue. I don’t know how I rolled out of bed, but I made it, and on time to Angela’s place to go to her appointment. She was dressed cutely with a classy but short dress and a nice set of heels that highlighted her legs. We held hands the whole ride over to the doctor’s office like any regular couple. My stomach was churning and my heart was coming out of my mouth. How surreal this is.
The actual appointment was quite awkward, with me sitting uncomfortably in the chair as the doctor examined Angela. He was a middle-aged bastard but he seemed like a knowledgeable doctor. I sat slightly to the side of the bed during her exam, watching the OB doctor put his hands inside Angela’s vagina and then place an ultrasound probe in her. On the monitor, there it was…in all it’s glory, a tiny alien being floating in it’s own universe. Little did it know what hardships it faced in life! Boy or girl? I dunno. Do I care? I think I prefer a boy, but I would rather have no child at all right now.Meanwhile, Angela kept turning her head towards me, reaching out with her hand for mine, smiling incessantly at the future prospects of a child. I was less than thrilled , on the other hand.
We went out for a quick lunch after the appointment, walking a bit around town before we ate. It was a warm, sunny day and a great time for a walk if we were a normal couple, but not so much today. All I could think about was how my life was changing – for better or worse…most likely worse. Angela, on the other hand, seemed quite content.
Sex was great, when we got back to Angela’s . In spite of all my stress, I couldn’t resist putting her soft skin against mine and pounding out my frustrations. She loved every minute of it!