Liz stirred the tomato sauce and tested it. Perfect she thought. She was making dinner, all of Gordo's favorites, spaghetti garlic bread and a Caesar tossed salad.
She was getting excited for tonight, they were going ot try again. After countless months of trying they still had not succeeded in conceiving and hopefully tonight would be it.
She tried to set the scene but her heart was just not into it. She put the wine bottle in the chiller and finished getting everything ready. She had taken her temperature and tested her hormone level and today was the day.
She took off her apron and went to go freshen up. It was minutes before Gordo was going to be home. Hopefully he would be happy she tried to surprise him. Gordo parked his toyota Tacoma in his usual spot on the street under the tree in front of their ingle story, split level house.
He gathered up his gym bag (he had played some hoops with the kids during lunch) and his briefcase which held all of his important athletic director stuff that he would need to work on tonight. He was the AD at a local high school, and also coached the boys varsity basketball team.
And their season had just started, making his lie a little busier for the next few months. And a much more demanding schedule was asked of him, with all the various games and tournaments- in a variety of towns. He sighed and got out and shut the door behind him. It was 6:45 and was very obvious that Liz was already home from her work, and not just by her car parked in the driveway, but because the entire house was lit up. He walked up the walk and put his key in the door and tried to open it, but the damn thing was sticking, it had been doing that a lot lately.
So Gordo reinserted his key then gave it a nudge with his shoulder, and it opened. He stepped inside and shut it behind him. He'd try and work on it tonight after dinner, if he hd a chance. As he stepped inside he was immediately met with the delicious scent of dinner, and his stomach grumbled. He set his briefcase on the small table in the foyer then walked to the bedroom to put his gym bag away. He hadn't seen Liz yet. "I'm home" he said simply, as he walked down the hall towards the bedroom. Liz reapplied her make up and brushed through her hair.
She heard Gordo at the door and him yell. She quick took one last look at her reflection and crossed her fingers. "THis is it," she said to herself.
She went back into the kitchen and made the final preparations. She pulled the bread out and set it on the table and strained the spaghetti. "Im in the kitchen," liz said yelling back to Gordo. She knew he was in the bedroom changing clothes. It was his normal coming home routine. Gordo had just walked into the bedroom when he heard Liz call out. Kitchen, ya, that made sense, he thought to himself as he dropped his gym bag on the floor by the dresser. Ya his routine, in their 3 years of marriage, had been, come and change into casual clothes before dinner, but for some reason Gordo didn't do that tonight. Instead, he loosened his tie so that it was hanging loosely around his neck, and he undid the top button on his blue shirt. He was rolling up the sleeves as he walked back through the hallway towards the kitchen. Liz was standing by the sink, with her back to him, but Gordo knew that she ahd heard him enter. He started rolling the other sleeve. "Hi sweetheart." he said to her, still working on his sleeves.
Liz turned around, "Hey honey, how was work?" she asked in an automatic voice.
She turned off the oven stirring the sauce one more time. Everything was ready for tonight. She tossed the salad one more time and headed to the table. She put some candles on the table and lit them. She turned on the stereo to some soft music and waited for Gordo to answer.
"It was pretty good- the usual I guess. But I've got a lot of paperwork that I brought home with me tonight." Gordo responded as he semi watched what she was doing.
He went to the cabinet and got out a glass then went to the water cooler and poured himself some water. He sipped it then really started watching her. Music? Candles? "I didn't forget some sort of anniversary did I?" he asked, then downed the rest of the water.
I mean, weeknight dinners were typically very casual for them. Heck- sometimes they didn't even bother eating in the dinning room.
Liz smiled at him, "If their was one I didn't know about it either," she said, "But Im ovulating today," She put the bowl of spaghetti and sauce on the table and sat down. She looked at Gordo expectantly waiting for him to sit down.
He ran his tongue along on his bottom lip. "Oh, right..." he said, then realized he should go sit down, which he did. "You mentioned that this morning, didn't you?" he mumbled. He had been in a major hurry this morning though, he had been running late, so obviously, it hadn't really hit him then. "I didn't realize that was cause for candles and music at dinner though" he stated offhandedly as he helped himself to some salad. His mind wandered back to the days, months ago, about 8 actually, when Liz would announce that she was ovulating and the two of them would jump into bed, nothing else needing to be said. But- after eight months of trying-with no success, it just didn't hold that same affect for him anymore.
He was a bit dejected from it all. "Well I just wanted to set the mood, hoping it would spark something," she said, "I went into work to hand in my story then took the day off and just relaxed I have been so stressed out that maybe that will make a difference," she said. She opened the chilled wine and poured a glass, "Do you want some?" she asked. Gordo nodded, it made complete sense, what she said. But he was dejected so he was in that place where he was feeling like nothing would help them in their endeavor. Still, he knew Liz had been disappointed about all of this for the past couple of months too, and she was making an effort to be positive, so he knew bringing her down to his level would certainly help nothing.
"Yeah" he said distractedly, scooting his glass closer to her. "Thanks...So you took the day off, and just relaxed huh? Didja just stay at home then?" "Well I had lunch with Jess and I went shopping and I came home and just watched some tv and decided that I haven't exactly been the greatest wife to you so I thought I would surprise you with your favorite meal," she smiled "I know its been sort of depressing around here."
Gordo jerked his head up, feeling awful, just awful- like the most horrible husband. He put down his fork. "Liz-, no, you've been a great wife, don't even say that." And it was true, completely. "I don't care much about favorite meals," he said to her. "And, it hasn't ben depressing around here, what are you talking about?" he said,lying through his teeth and suddenly made himself look a lot happier. "Things have been fine." He picked up his fork again and started eating his salad. He was the type of person, and Liz, as his wife now for 3 nears nearly, knew it, but he was the type who had to eat their meals in sections, it was just habit. He's eat the salad. Then he'd eat the spaghetti, then he'd probably eat the bread. Liz rolled her eyes, "They haven't been and we're both at fault," she put her hand over Gordo's, "I guess I've just been so caught up in wanting a baby that I didn't stop and think how you feel about this, and I'm sorry things will definitely get better," She smiled sweetly, "After dinner I got another surprise for you," she winked. Gordo was glad Liz didn't allow him to continue Bullshitting her. He broke into a small smile of his own, this one sincere.
"It has been pretty bad lately, hasn't it? Especially since we ahd that discussion a week ago about possibly going to see a doctor." Gordo hadn't liked hat conversation, one bit. he didn't like having to think that there was something wrong with him, or his guys. Or something wrong with Liz either- she'd be devastated, and so would he, about that. So somehow, by not going and potentially not learning these things, made it better than going and finding out and at least having understanding. Yes, he hadn't too thrilled with the idea of them going to see one, to put it mildly. But it had been about 8 months now since they had really begun trying, so, for her to bring it up wasn't at all ridiculous.
"I'll fix my mood about it all, sorry Liz." he told her, contrite. "What kinda surprise?" he found himself asking. He had always been curious when it came to surprises, He had less willpower than Liz. He finished his salad and moved that plate aside, took a sip of the wine she had poured for him, and dished out some pasta. "I'm sure you'll like it," liz said smiling secretly, she knew this was torture for him, he couldn't;t stand surprises. Liz twirled a bit of spaghetti on her fork and took a bite. There was something about italian food that she loved. And it had a calming relaxing effect on her. She laughed to herself it could have just been the wine, but whatever it was she felt her spirits lift and she felt better than she had in months, the anxiety of waiting for her period if she were pregnant or she saw that red stain meaning once again they were unsuccessful, all that was past her, tonight was going to be the night she thought. Liz saw some marinara sauce on Gordo's cheek and she leaned over and kissed it off. Gordo met her eyes after she had drawn back, and smiled at her sweetly. She was always so tender, and loving, Gordo loved it, and couldn't get enough of that. "If its from you I know I will." he said to her, then went back to eating his dinner. After a a minute or two of content silence through eating, Gordo saw Liz took another sip from her own wine glass, and in doing so finished it off. "I know it's not good for women to drink when they're pregnant" Gordo said, swirling his spaghetti around. "But like,has there ever been any info on if woman should drink when they're trying to GET pregnant? Like could it have a negative affect if she actually does get pregnant, or can it even deter her getting pregnant?" Gordo asked, out of pure curiosity, not with a hidden meaning behind that question. But he didn't realize how it had just came off to Liz- like 'why are you making it even harder for us to get pregnant?' He took another bite, totally not realizing what he had inadvertently done. And he really hadn't meant it that way. But that's not how she took it. "Well by the time the baby is conceived and makes it down to the uterus the alcohol will be worn off," she said answering his question snidely, "as for making it harder to get pregnant, it might actually help because I am going to be more relaxed and more likely to climax which helps the sperm move along," This wasn't exactly dinner time table talk and liz laughed a bit. Gordo's head had snapped up suddenly when he heard her sudden change in tone.
His eyes widened. "Oh ...no, God Liz, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I mean, I wasn't blaming you or anything..." He bit into his garlic bread and chewed.
Liz sighed, "Look can we get through dinner with out biting each others heads off?" she asked. Gordo finished chewing then rubbed his head, and closed his eyes for a second. "Yeah...we can, and we need to. I'm sorry Liz, its just this whole thing puts us on edge and brings out our frustration."
He gave a little laugh. "You know, maybe I should have some more of that wine too, to mellow out" he joked. "Yea its calming me a bit," she said pouring him another glass. "Anyways I talked to my sister today I guess Nick is on some business trip so I said she could stay with us this weekend, I know you hate her but I figured its for the best interest of the society, you know how she is when she's left alone with a credit card," Gordo groaned then downed a quarter of the glass. "The whole weekend? And that's supposed to make me get into a better mood?" he complained, only half serious. "How can Nick do this to me" he said, before he finished the last of his bread. "Its for one night, and you have to work Saturday anyways, don't you have an away tournament? I figured me and Jess can catch up, I guess she thinks she's pregnant," liz added. Since her younger twin sister was pregnant that had to mean she was next. Gordo thought about his plans, yep Liz was right- she always was, she always knew the agenda. "Yeah we do have that tournament..."he trialed off, his mind totally elsewhere. He wanted to approach this delicately, he didn't want to upset Liz. "Wow, so umm" he cleared his throat, "Isabelle thinks she's pregnant?" he said, gently. He wasn't sure what Liz thought of this, especially since she herself had been trying for so long to get pregnant herself. And now suddenly her twin sister possibly was? Sheesh. "Yea Isabelle lost her birth control, I mean she wasn't even trying," Liz said a note of frustration in her voice. She ran her hand through her hair trying to get over it. Gordo put on a sympathetic look, for Liz's sake. Yep, this was exactly what he'd been afraid of, the worse case scenario. Jess gets pregnant so easily wile not even trying, while Liz has been trying desperately to no avail. "Sounds uh, well that sounds like Isabelle. He stopped doing anything he was doing and just looked at Liz, who was just finishing up herself, "I'm sorry, how do you feel about this? Do you want to talk about it?" "No its fine, we'll get ours soon," liz said squeezing his hand. "Will you help me with dishes?" she asked. Good old Liz, always having the stiff upper lip, having a positive attitude. Gordo knew he could learn from her. He squeezed back then backed his chair up and stood up. "Better yet- I'll do them" he said, gathering up his plates and walking them over to the sink, before going back to the table to gather more stuff. "Thanks honey your such a great guy," Liz said pecking him on the cheek. She poured a bit more wine and took a sip. With glass in hand she went to the bedroom to wash off her make-up. As much as Gordo loved her he hated having make-up smear over him. She put her hair up in a low pony tail so her hair wouldn't get tangled. She turned on the tv waiting for Gordo to finish. Gordo went about washing the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher, then he attempted at tidying up the kitchen as best a male could tidy up a kitchen. He dried his hands on a towel that was hanging on a handle then turned off the light in the kitchen. As he was walking down the hall he wiped his hands on his black pants, and since they were still damp, it left little damp spots on the sides of them. As he walked into the room he tugged on his tie more, loosening it enough this time to extract it off and over his head, which he did. "Anything good on?" he commented, as he noticed her watching tv. Liz looked up at Gordo, "Just the news," she said settling back putting a pillow behind her head. She patted the bed beside her and Gordo robotically walked over and sat down. Gordo sat down and looked at the tv before he even looked at Liz. Yeah the news or something was on. "Oh good, the weather is coming up in a minute, I want to know if it's supposed to rain tomorrow. The JV has an outside scrimmage scheduled." He then glanced at Liz for the first time since sitting down, she was still holding the clicker in her hand. Liz yawned not because she was tired but because it sounded like every other night. "Tomorrow i'll be in LA all day and shouldn't be home till late," liz said off-handedly she couldn't remember if she told Gordo or not. She checked the weather on the news, nope, such a low chance of rain that it probably wouldn't happen. She flicked the tv off. "Lets get this over with," she said, "There's a movie on at eight I wanted to watch." Gordo's mind was more on, what if the stupid weather reporter is wrong and it does rain, where will i be able to reschedule the scrimmage at, but he allowed Liz's voice to break through his revere. "Oh ok" he said, not making it clear if he was responding about the movie she wanted to watch or that she'd be in la tomorrow. "So you don't want me to take a shower first?" he asked. "Take it afterwards," she said rolling over She started unbuttoning her shirt. Gordo didn't respond, he didn't need to. He systematically started undoing his buttons too, then went ahead and pulled the shirt tail out of his pants, letting it hang wide open as he started undoing his belt and fly. He was sitting on the edge, his legs hanging off the side of it, but he was turned towards the foot of the bed. Liz stripped the rest of her clothes off and unhooked her bra and took off her underwear. She watched Gordo waiting for him to turn back around. From the way Gordo had been sitting he had been able to watch Liz slightly out of the corner of his eyes. But he certainly in any way was not starring. Shirt open, pants undone, he got up off the bed and stepped out of his shoes, dropped his pants, with his back to her, then turned back around and saw Liz laying there, naked, ready, and he let his shirt slip off his shoulders to the floor then he took off his black briefs. Liz sat up a bit pulling Gordo's hand so he would get in bed. She started kissing his neck and his chest her hands wandering over his body. One of her hands went down to his dick fondling it trying to get him hard. Gordo closed his eyes as he laid next to Liz, feeling her fondling his penis. For a few seconds he himself didn't do anything, but Liz was putting forth a lot of effort, in between the kisses and the hand job, so Gordo wrapped one of his arms around her body, and started rubbing her smooth back. His eyes were still closed. Liz continued to massage Gordo and try to stimulate him. She felt a bit of stiffness come about. She felt very comfortable in Gordo's arms but nothing special. She rolled Gordo onto his back straddling him. Gordo looked up at her, and felt her weight on his calves, his legs were still flat against the bed. As the rubbing continued he felt his body automatically respond to it, becoming a little stiffer and harder and larger in size. With her up there and him down there, well there wasn't much he could do to her or for her, She was out of kissing range. So Gordo just brought both of his hands to her waist, and kind of rested them there. His eyes were open now, and he was looking up at her, watching her face. Liz bent down kissing Gordo's mouth her heart wasn't quite into it but she tried to make up for it by putting as much passion as she could into the kiss. It didn't really matter if she was pleasured but Gordo needed to reach orgasm if they were even going to try to conceive. Gordo's eyes closed as his mouth met Liz's and he tried to kiss her passionately. He added a probing tongue, to try and spice it up- to try and spice himself up mainly. He needed to get his mind where his body was headed. With her bending now, he could reach her more easily, so he started fondling her breasts, and then started leaving kisses along her jawbone. He knew that Liz was trying hard right now. And as much as he wanted himself to be fullllllllly into it, part of him just couldn't. Because if he allowed himself to get into it then he'd start telling himself that this was the time they were going to be successful in conceiving, and then of course he'd find ut it wasn't-and be dissapointed- again. Then they'd be back at square one for everything to start all over again. Gordo knew it well by now. Gordo sighed while his lips were near her neck. Liz heard Gordo's sigh, she knew exactly how he felt, she was trying as hard as she could to get into this but she just couldn't. The sooner she could get this done the better. She slide down her hands gripping Gordo's penis. She knew what would help him along and it would not take much effort on her part. She bent down and licked his dick. She continued to use her tongue on the tip and her hands on the shaft and gently massaging the balls. Gordo forced himself to keep his eyes open, and on Liz, as she did this. He figured if watching a beautiful naked woman sucking on his dick couldn't get him aroused, there really was something wrong with him. Within a minute Gordo was groaning and he he felt himself growing to full errection, as his member was now pulsating and engorged. And it was all because of Liz's effort. His mind had done absolutely nothing in getting him there. But he was there now, that's what was important, and he was just about to the point where he thought he couldn't take the pleasure anymore, it was driving him crazy to the point of no return for a man. So with another groan as he felt Liz's tongue swirl around his penis for what would be the last time, he grabbed her shoulders and made her bring her head up. Then with a grunt he pushed her off of him down beside him, onto her back and brought his lips to her own bewitching ones which had been so busy. The ones that had gotten them here. Then he got on top of her and aligned their hips, not needing to nudge open her legs since she already had done that herself, understanding what was going to happen. There was obviously no hesitancy on her part. No flirtation, no teasing, on his. They had a job to do. So why fool around? Liz braced her self for Gordo's entry she kissed him lightly on the lips she spread her legs making it easy for him. She pushed her hips up ready for him. Gordo entered her easily, his own body so accustomed to every part of her, and visa versa. They molded together perfectly because they had worked on that. With an appreciative groan he paused as he reached the deepest point within her, then began their rythym, starting it at a mediocre rate- for reasons... Liz squeezed her legs around him tightening her vagina around Gordo's dick. She knew he loved that. with Gordo's rocking she moved herself around a bit to make sure Gordo could get the full satisfaction. Gordo wasn't going fast of anything, but he wasn't going slow he was somewhere in between. He wasn't urgent at that moment, but obviously he wasn't teasing her. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh" Gordo breathed in a low voice when he felt Liz squeeze her legs shut around him. From that minute on he accelerated the pace. He knew he wasn't making any effort to tease, or prolong this to the point of driving her crazy, but for some reason, he just couldn't. It probably had something to do with their lack of foreplay. But she squeezed him and since he already was at a medium pace to start with he went to accelerated. He certainly wasn't going to break any of their records. Well, at least not the ones for endurance. Gordo moved their bodies in rhythm, shaking against the soft mattress, and tried to hit her favorite hot spots. He could at least do that- right? I mean, he was in there anyway... Gordo pumped her with his pulsating member, knowing he would need to get his release shortly at this pace. Liz watched Gordo's face watching for signs he was getting close to ejaculation. His eyes were closed and he was moaning. To help him along she pretended to moan along with him, pretending she was getting pleasure out of this. It must have worked cause Gordo seemed to get more restless. Gordo heard Liz react to his pleasuring her and he was certain another rush of blood went to his penis as a result of the good review of his performance. He gave out a little grunt as he thrust one last time in a jerky motion then held it, as he then spilled himself inside of her, his head was hovering somewhere above her shoulder as he did so. Liz felt him tense up and grab the sheets around her. His head had came down next to her shoulder and she knew he was finishing up. One last hip thrust and he was through. She kissed him on the cheek and rolled out from under him. She went to the dresser to put her pjs on. Gordo hit the bed after she rolled out from underneath him and then he shifted positions so that he was laying on his back, one hand up by him on the pillow and the other spread out on the bed. He was still breathing heavily. Liz still felt a bit hungry and went to the kitchen to grab some ice cream. She read in one of jess's phony cosmo magazines that it would help conceive a baby. When Gordo reopened his eyes he saw that Liz had finished dressing into her pajamas and had left the room. He strained his ears to listen, and was pretty sure he heard the fridge open, then followed by the sounds of a piece of silverware being taken out of a drawer. He'd noticed this lately- after sex Liz would almost immediately go and get something to eat. He just kinda guessed it was because she burned calories during sex, then was therefore hungry afterwards from the exercise. A minute later, as Gordo was still laying replete in that position on the bed, his breathing finally almost back to normal, he saw Liz walk back in, a carton of Ben&Jerry's in her hand, and a spoon in her mouth. "Did I even get you to reach orgasm?" he questioned her as he watched her spoon another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. "Of course I did," liz said snuggling up to him. She grabbed the remote and turned on the set. It was 7:46 just in time for the movie. That meant their session of sex lasted a little less than 10 minutes. A new record she thought to herself. Gordo took the spoon out of her hand and dipped it into the carton. Then he brought it to Liz's lips. Once she had taken off all the ice cream Gordo took it out of her mouth, dipped it back into the carton, then brought the spoon to his own lips. "Liar" he said in a mumble through the ice cream. "I could tell- I didn't feel it." He took another bite of ice cream. "I never thought you'd fake with me." Liz sighed. "I Didn't fake it," she said blushing she was never a good liar and Gordo could see right through her. And by now he knew her body well enough that there was no way she could fake something so big like that, it was something they always shared. She looked into Gordo's eyes shamefully. Gordo looked back into her eyes then kissed her temple. He let out the slightest of chuckles. "Hey, it's ok. I know I didn't give you much to go on." he confessed to her, knowing both of them knew it, so why deny it. He spooned another spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. "So...you think this time was the time?" he dared asking her, then took another bite for himself. "I hope so," liz said after she swallowed her ice cream, "Only time will tell," she said. She took Gordo's hand in hers and squeezed it. Not for his comfort but mostly for hers. She needed that comforting hand to make her feel better. "I hope so too" he said very emotionally. This had to be the time. They were almost giving up, loosing hope. They wanted a child so badly, they were ready for one, would welcome one with open, grateful arms. He knew Liz wanted nothing more in life than to become a mother, and he was ready to become a father. They wanted to start their family together. Unfortunately, nature wasn't complying. He handed her back the spoon, then got up off the bed. "I'm going to go take my shower, and I know that movie of yours is on soon." He walked inside of the bathroom, then came back and stood in the doorway. "But if you want to try again later, so that we can try to get you some more pleasure out of it, I will." Gordo said to her. "No its ok I don't want to tire you out for tomorrow, and I have to get up around 5 am tomorrow," she said standing up, as Gordo nodded. She was going to to go put the ice-cream back in the freezer, but Gordo said something else, causing her to pause. "Hey, so what was that surprise you were telling me about earlier?" he asked her over the dresser, since he was standing in the doorway to the bathroom, and looked over and past it at Liz who was standing in the doorway of the bedroom, ice cream in hand, ready to be put back. "Oh its nothing really, My editor put me in charge of The Christmas edition for the Tribune," she said trying to play it down, "So I dunno If I'm going to be around much for the next few weeks, But in January if all this pans out and Mr. Grant approves plan on a weekend abroad in France. I have a seminar and we are both invited," she said. "Wow I wouldn't say that's nothing" Gordo commented. "That sounds like something you'll really enjoy. And hey- France sounds fun, I mean, their french fries are good so I'm sure everything else is." He gave her another smile, and would of talked to her more about this, but Liz was standing with a melting carton of ice cream in her hand and Gordo was standing stark naked. Therefore Gordo then went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. After a long and soothing shower, in which Gordo had spent some of it praying that Liz would conceive tonight, he got out, dried off, and pulled on his boxers and flannel pajama bottoms. He thought about that paperwork he had wanted to get done tonight, and even thought about he had thought of possibly fixing the front door. But he thought 'screw it' to himself as he was tying the drawstring to his pants as he opened up the bathroom door, letting the steam out. He quickly turned off the bathroom light, when he had noticed that Liz had turned off the main light in the bedroom, to watch the movie in the dark. He walked over to the dresser and fished around and found a clean and fresh smelling t shirt- Liz must have done the laundry today, the scent was still so there. Liz faintly heard Gordo rustling around in the bedroom. Today she had relaxed but she still felt exhausted. Her eyes closed about half way through the movie and she felt herself drifting off to sleep. Gordo pulled the t skirt on over his head, then went back into the bathroom and brushed his teeth in the dark. He went over to the alarm and checked it- and he noticed Liz had forgotten to set it. So he set it for 5:00 for her, since she had mentioned she needed to get up around then. Then he went around to his side of the bed, and crawled in, pulling just one sheet up around him. His bare foot grazed Liz's underneath the covers, and he peered over at her face, in the dark. It looked like she was asleep... So Gordo reached for the clicker and turned the tv off. He sighed and rested his head against his pillow, staring up at the ceiling. Truthfully, he felt relieved that Liz had turned down his offer for another round of making love. He blinked as he stared dup at the stucco. When had making love to his wife become routine, and almost a task?...But he knew the answer, very loud and clear...it was when they had started trying to get pregnant...He sighed and rolled over,facing the window, and closed his eyes.