It was such a great way to start her day off with a long warm shower, while Punk gave the boys their breakfast downstairs. She did enjoy baths, especially whilst pregnant, but she was more prone to taking baths at night, once the kids had gone to bed, Punk was watching his own TV shows downstairs, she could just creep upstairs and soak in the bath until her fingers went crinkled. But this morning, was a shower morning.
She was still on cloud nine and even more happier that Punk had managed to get Tate to come around to the idea of a sister. She had no idea how he done it, she was just glad he had. He really was a great father, no question about it.
She tip toed across the upstairs hall, just a towel around her, her body still wet as she walked into her and Punks room, closing the door over and turning around to find Punk scattering through paper work that was under the bed, references ect.
"Phil… what are you doing?" AJ clutched the towel to her body, "Where are the boys?" She asked.
"They're downstairs." Punk said, turning his head to glimpse at AJ, turning back to what he was doing until he realised she was dripping wet with just a towel around her, his eyes travelling back to her body as he dropped the papers in his hand.
"No… I don't think so. The boys are just downstairs." AJ said, knowing the want in his eyes as he stood up straight, extremely hard to resist him when she had been so clingy these past few weeks.
"We can be quick." Punk shrugged, placing his hands on his wife's waist, watching her trying to hold her smile back, leaning down and pecking her lips softly. She never changed, she was always just the same April he knew and that's what he loved. Her skin was soft and inviting, her touch seemed to put electricity in his body. Her body, pregnant or not, felt amazing against his, naked or with clothes.
AJ put her hand on his chest as he kissed her, trying to push him away but not having the motivation or mindset to do so, feeling a tingle in her tummy and a desire in her gut.
Punk gently pushed her against the wall, sliding her up to which her legs wrapped around his waist, his hands fumbling with his belt and fly, not having anytime to get undressed the way he normally liked to. She was just so irresistible like this. He couldn't just walk by her wet, perfect body without touching or filling. That was surely a sin, in his world.
At the back of AJ's mind however, was the thought of their sons wandering upstairs and into their room, so she asked for him to hurry up, not wanting to depart him without being satisfied, but definitely not wanting her sons to see such horrific sights, although to her it was her favourite sight, being so close to her husband.
"Hurry." AJ said as she pulled back from their long, reckless kiss, feeling him shimmy his jeans down just a tad to free his length, holding her by the waist and finding her entrance, burying himself inside her as he held her up against the wall, her tummy touching him at way more distance than usual, not bothering him though, in fact, having sex with his wife whilst pregnant was better than usual. Her breasts were bigger, she was more reckless and wild, they got to try new positions so she was comfy. Although pinning her up against a wall wasn't one of those positions.
"Mmm…" AJ smiled with a small chuckle, closing her eyes and rolling her head back against the wall, feeling Punk waste no time in thrusting in and out of her, "Phil…" She opened her eyes as he bumped against her sensitive g-spot, sending her into a jolt of wonder and pleasure.
"Yeah…" Punk groaned, "Just like that." He coaxed himself on, moving himself into her sweetened tightness, so soft and velveteen like inside. There was nothing more that he loved, than making his wife feel good, making her tummy tingle and every bone in her body go weak. It was one of his many talents.
Later on…
After successfully managing to have some personal one on one time with the boys playing downstairs, Punk left AJ to get ready after her shower which was pretty much pointless now, having gotten herself into a sweaty and sticky situation.
Nevertheless, she got ready and headed downstairs after Punk, who she had yet to question why he was pulling out paper work of his from underneath bed. She never really got a chance to ask him due to the obvious.
"So, what were you pulling all of this out for?" AJ pointed to the sheets of paper work on the kitchen table, Punk looking at the opened laptop, barely knowing how to use the thing.
She planned on doing some shopping later, maybe drag the kids with her if they wanted, she knew Punk wouldn't come though, he was allergic to shopping as he normally said, unless it was grocery shopping.
"Well… just hear me out before you say anything but… you know how I've always wanted to write." Punk said as AJ nodded, knowing that to be true. Punk was great at writing, even if it was just stupid stories, she always told him it was a shame that he never took his love for it further.
"Yeah." AJ nodded.
"Well, the local newspaper around here, they have a spot opened for a columnist. The office is just fifteen minutes from here." Punk looked at his laptop screen, "It's really good pay." He raised his eyebrows to his wife, "I'm just scared incase they want qualifications from me, which I don't have." Punk said. He loved writing, but he never went to college for it, it was more like a hobby. He blamed his love for comics as a child.
"No…" AJ took a seat at the kitchen table with him, "I think this is a great idea. You'd be a fantastic writer. They won't ask you for qualifications and if they do you can just explain that you don't have them, but that you're really good, and willing to work hard." AJ told him as he shook his head from side to side.
"You really think I should apply for the interview?" He asked her.
"There's no harm in trying." AJ said, "They're looking for a good writer, there would be no reason for them to disclude you." She said, "I think this is really great, Phil." AJ smiled, standing up and walking back to the sink, looking out of the window to see Tate on the swing while Thomas kicked a ball around, smiling to herself.
"Fuck it." Punk put his hands through his hair after submitting his application online for an interview. He never thought he was ever good enough for writing, it was always just something he done in his spare time, he done a lot of it in the mental hospital, where AJ used to proof read and enjoy everything he wrote. It was a shame his talent got looked down on because he had no official degree in journalism or writing. He hoped he could at least get a chance.
"So, I'm going out shopping today. Have I to get you a suit?" She asked him.
"Why a suit?" Punk asked with confusion.
"Well if you get the interview, you need to look good, smart. I assume this building is the headquarters of the newspaper around here. You can't go in with a dirty ramones t-shirt and jeans, and that damn hat." AJ said as Punk just made a funny face behind her back.
"I don't even know if I'll get the interview yet. Let's just… wait, yeah?" Punk said, having his doubts about even getting the interview, never mind the job.
Later on…
AJ had indeed trailed her sons out shopping with her for company, mainly shopping in baby stores, gushing out over the pink teddies and blankets, the little dresses and headbands. She was in all her glory while the boys trailed behind her.
"Should we get her these?" AJ asked them both, taking a pair of pink, tiny converse from the shelf in a store, showing them as they smiled, not realising someone was watching her.
"They're so small." Tate implied as he stared at the tiny converse.
"I know, she's going to be small. You both have to be really careful with her." AJ said as they both nodded, they had an idea of how important this baby was, the way their mother was going on, it was like their baby sister was God.
"Mom…" Thomas tugged at his mother's sweater, holding a pink, velvet bunny in his hands, "Can she have this?" Thomas asked curiously as Tate stood behind as a joint act, his hands behind his back as he smiled to his mother.
"You both want to give her this when she's born?" AJ asked them as they nodded sweetly, having whispered to each other about it without their mother hearing.
AJ smiled with joy, glad to see Tate joining in on the excitement of their baby sister being born in just a few months. AJ crouched down to them with a smile, finding it rather hard to stay crouched down for her bump, "She'll love it." AJ smiled, making sure her baby daughter got this soft bunny from her big brothers, as soon as she was born.
"Let's go buy these then, huh?" AJ said, holding the converse box in her hands with the bunny on top, heading over to the check out with the boys tagging behind. Punk had told her that he would make a start on the nursery as soon as possible, having already ordered the furniture they wanted and got the paint in that they wanted the room walls to be. He decided he would leave AJ to do all the clothe shopping for the baby grows, the diapers, the outfits etc. Although he was a sucker himself for all the little pink dresses and outfits there were for baby girls at the time of year.
Later that night…
"I have great news." Jenny smiled, rubbing her hands together as she entered the motel room where Tim was at.
"What news?" Tim asked his girlfriend.
"Our baby… is a girl." Jenny clasped her hands in front of her mouth with joy, having watched AJ outside a shop window picking up baby girl outfits with Tate and Thomas late on in the day.
"How do you know?" Tim asked with great awe.
"I seen her… buying pink clothing." Jenny smiled, "We're going to have ourselves a baby girl." Jenny smiled with so much joy and happiness, wrapping her arms around her boyfriend, both minds just as twisted as each others. They had never been so focused on wanting something in all of their lives. That baby girl was theirs.
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