That One Fateful Night
Too Far?
Ash closed the door behind them, and took of his coat.
Feelings from earlier that night were both welling up inside them. They were alone in a hotel room, with a big king-size bed. Would they give in to temptation?
"You know Mist, up here in the room there's no Ferris wheel jerk to throw popcorn at us," he said with a wink.
"Yeah you're right…." She walked over to him, and gave him a short kiss, leaving him longing for more.
"So Ash…" she said as she took off her sweater, "where were we?" she said seductively.
He kissed her and sat her gently on the couch, his arms wrapped lovingly around her. Misty fell back onto one of the pillows for support, as Ash lay on top of her, kissing her.
Their tongues exploring each others mouths in a constant battle, both winning and losing. Misty ran her hands through Ash's soft, jet black hair as Ash's hands explored as well.
It was Ash's first time in a serious make-out session with a girl, and it was almost overwhelming for him. His hands roamed all over Misty's body, but Misty did not mind at all. It was what she wanted all along.
She wanted to be close to Ash, and if it meant for him to grab her ass and her breasts, then she was ok with it.
But the raging hormones inside Ash were getting the better of him. He loved being so close to her, and he loved all of the "stimulation."
Both of them started getting a little hot, due to the close proximity of their bodies. Ash removed his shirt, and so did Misty.
Only in her bra and jeans, she whispered into Ash's ear, "Why don't we take this to a more private place?"
At that point we can all say Ash's brain almost completely shut down.
"Alright." He scooped her up, and carried her into the bedroom.
He set her down gently on the bed, as they began to kiss again, slowly removing each other's articles of clothing.
Soon they were stripped of anything that could get in the way, and the two finally became one.
Making love all night, whispering sweet nothings into each others ears.
"I love you Misty," he whispered.
"I love you too Ash," she responded softly.
They both gently drifted off to sleep, the girl of Ash's dreams sleeping in his arms.
Brock was the first to wake that morning, and he was heading down to breakfast.
He passed by Ash and Misty's room, and noticed something near the door.
It turned out to be his little "present" from the night before.
"Oh dear God. Did they forget protection? Ash you dumbass!" But soon Brock calmed down a bit.
"No…Ash and Misty aren't that stupid. Hopefully they didn't do anything big like I thought they would. But if they did……"
Brock decided to leave the whole situation alone for awhile.
Ash slowly woke up, and felt the warmth of Misty's body against him. (Ash woke up first!)
He gave her a quick kiss, and got out of bed.
He began to get dressed (He really needed it), as Misty stirred.
"Morning beautiful," Ash said as he gave a light smile as he pulled on a shirt.
"Well good morning sexy." She got up, and drew Ash up in a kiss.
He broke off. "C'mon Mist, get dressed. We gotta go get something to eat with the guys."
"Alright, just give me a minute." She quickly got changed, and the couple headed out the door.
They were greeted at one of the hotel restaurants by a cheerful May.
"Hi guys!"
"Hey May. You seem really happy this morning." Ash could see she was smiling from ear to ear.
"Oh well I just had the greatest time last night with the most wonderful guy in the world!"
"His name was Jason," Brock said without looking up from his paper. "and they just got back because they were at the clubs all night.
"Well he sounds nice May." Misty tried to fake a look of congratulations for her friend, but failed miserably.
"Yeah he is…he's a pretty good kisser too," she said blushing.
"Alright I think I've heard enough." Ash abruptly stopped the conversation.
"Oh come on Ash. Can't even hear about a little smooching after what you did?" Brock said critically.
Misty, luckily, had gone over to get some pancakes at the buffet, and had not overheard the violent comment by Brock.
"What did you say Brock?" Ash yelled at him.
Realizing what he just said, Brock quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry; I must be getting turrets or something. It just popped out."
"What do you mean 'what I did'?"
"Well you make out with Misty, so what's wrong with you hearing about it?"
"Yeah I guess your right. Sorry for getting pissed," Ash said at the realization.
"Nah no prob."
Just then Tracey came with three plates stacked with food.
"Come on guys, eat up!"
And Brock thought to himself, "Perfect timing Tracey. That could have gotten ugly pretty quickly."
Now mind you all, the group would be staying at this lovely paradise for the entire summer. That's right, three months. The group had lots of crazy moments. Tracey and Brock with their countless one-night stands, and May partying every day of the week.
But as for Ash and Misty, that one time when they had sex was always fresh in their minds. They hadn't gone that far again since their first time, and both were pretty content. But almost two months after that wonderful evening, things were starting to change, and not exactly for the better.
"Misty, are you ok?" Ash had a great look of concern as he knocked on the bathroom door.
"Yeah…I'm ok now." Misty was hanging off of the toilet, after having thrown up in the morning for the third time that week.
"What is wrong with me?" thought Misty.
Misty came out of the bathroom, and immediately collapsed onto the bed out of exhaustion.
"Misty, stay here today, you don't look well at all." Ash took her hand to try and comfort her.
"Yeah that's a good idea."
"Don't you think you should see a doctor about this?"
"Yeah I probably should."
Ash checked his watch, and realized he was going to be late going out to lunch with Brock, Tracey, and May.
"I'm sorry Mist. I gotta go now. You go see that doctor." He wrapped her in his arms, and gave her a reassuring kiss.
"Thanks. I will. Have fun," she said with a warm smile.
"It'll be hard without you there, but I'll try." He gave her a quick wink, and then he was gone.
"Better get to that doctor." Misty said to herself.
She got out the phonebook, and scheduled an appointment in the coming hour with a nice looking clinic.
So Misty got dressed, and started her walk to the clinic. (She may have felt sick, but she could still walk fine. And she picked a clinic within two blocks of the hotel for convenience.)
She went and checked in.
"The doctor will be with you in a few minutes Ms. Waterflower," said the secretary.
So Misty sat down in one of the squishy chairs that are in every waiting room, and read an outdated magazine.
She soon heard, "Ms. Waterflower, Doctor Wilson will see you now." So she got up, and followed the nurse to the examination room.
"So you've been throwing up the morning?" the doctor said as she read off of a clipboard.
"Yeah. I haven't been running any fevers, but I've also been gaining weight, and I eat what I've always eaten. Doctor, do you know what's wrong with me?"
"I have an idea. But I'll need to ask you a couple questions. They are a little personal, but they can tell me what is wrong with you. Is that alright?"
"No that's quite alright with me doctor."
"Now can you remember when you had your last period?"
"Surprisingly, I haven't had it in almost two months."
"I see. Have you had any ummm…"sexual" relations with a man before that time?"
Misty turned bright red. She didn't really want to answer the question, but if the doctor could help her, she'd do it.
"Ummm…yeah…I have."
"Do you remember if you used a condom?"
And at that moment, it hit her like a ton of bricks. "I can't remember if Ash had used a condom." as the thoughts raced through her head. "Oh no! What if I got pregnant?"
"No……"
"Well now we need to run a quick urine test just to be sure," he said calmly.
So Misty filled the cup, and left it with the lab and waited for the results.
The doctor called Misty in after what seemed like an eternity of waiting.
"Well Miss Waterflower, the results are in."
"And……?"
"Congratulations Miss Waterflower, you're a mother."
I know I know, big cliffhanger. Sorry this chapter took so long, but high school is a bitch. As always, please review. This is my first story and I'd love to hear what you all think of it. Go on, review. It's that little button on the left.
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