April 2nd... Saturday...
I woke up late and Eric was right next to me. "Happy birthday, beautiful." He said before he kissed me sweetly.
I kissed him back. "Hey. We're not going to have morning sex. Just saying."
"Did I sound like I was asking for it?" He laughed.
"You sounded just like you were asking for it." I whispered, smiling at him and kissing him again, running my fingers through his hair.
"Whatever. Get dressed if you want to go to our parents' for breakfast. The whole family will be there." Eric told me as he got up and walked away.
So I got up and threw on a random pair of shorts and a tank top. Then I realized as I was putting it on that the tank top did not fit, and wouldn't even cover half of my belly. Was I really that skinny before I was pregnant?
I went to the closet and looked through my shirts, before deciding on a strapless, black one. That one was actually a maternity top.
I brushed my hair, then brushed my teeth. Finally I was ready to go.
"Damn you're sexy." Eric stated, kissing my bare shoulder.
"Still no sex." I reminded him, laughing at his efforts to drive me insane.
"I love you."
"I love you too." I kissed him, before we left our apartment.
When we got to Dad and Lily's, everyone else was already there.
Once they all got done obsessively telling me 'happy birthday' (Vanessa said it like 40 times), we actually sat down and ate.
Everyone was there except Chuck. He was off somewhere with Tianna.
After a while, I was sitting outside, talking to Vanessa.
"So, why were you two so late? Too busy getting it on?" She asked, and I couldn't tell if she was joking or being serious.
"No, we aren't doing anything at all! Why does everyone seem to think that's wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
"That Eric and I aren't having sex!"
"Who thinks that's wrong?"
"Nevermind." I said, getting up and walking down the street.
I walked to the same place Eric and I had sat on the sidewalk over a year ago and sat down again.
Later that night, Eric came to find me and we went home.
"Why were you sitting there all alone?" He asked me caringly.
"I just needed some time to think."
"About?"
"Why does sex have to still be such a big deal with us? We're married. We've probably had it at least 100 times by now. Now that we're not, it feels like everyone is saying we should be."
"Who's saying that?"
"No one. It just feels like they are. Earlier, it sort of felt like you really wanted it." I admitted quietly.
"I didn't mean to make it feel that way. I really didn't."
"I know- just thinking about it is sort of uncomfortable now."
"It's what he did to you, isn't it?" Eric asked me, referring to Jack.
"Yeah, I think. That was scary as shit." My voice quivered.
Eric pulled me into a hug. "I know, I don't know what you felt that night, but I know whatever it was hurt you, so I can try to be understanding."
"I love you." I whispered as I kissed him. "Do you want to do it?" I asked.
"But- you just said it was uncomfortable?"
"Yeah, but maybe we just need to do it, so I can remember how great I feel when I'm with you, and it'll be comfortable again."
"No. Jen, I'm not going to have sex with you until you're comfortable with it."
"Whatever." I pulled myself out of his arms and crawled under the blankets on the bed. He went with me.
"Babe, it's not that I don't want you, it's that I care too much about you to do that."
"I know."
"I love you."
"I love you too." I said, and then we went to sleep.
April 25th... Monday night...
We'd just cooked together, and cleaned up the kitchen. Honestly, I loved doing things like that. They were so romantic and cute.
"Go on to bed. I'll be there in a minute or so." I told Eric, and he listened.
A few minutes later, I went in.
Eric was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling.
"Hey." I said. "Ready to break out of our sexual rut?"
"Are you ready to?"
"I think so." I replied as I undid the straps of my sundress and let it fall to the floor.
So we had sex. Well, sort of. I sucked him off, and he fingered me, so it wasn't technically sex, but we both orgasmed, so it was all good.
"Now that we actually did it, I can confess that I wasn't completely comfortable. I am now though."
"Oh, so that's why you were tense at first. I'm such an idiot." Eric stated.
"No, you were just fooled by the pussy." I told him, making him laugh a little. "Don't even act like you didn't like it."
"Wasn't going to. Just don't do anything you're not ok with. Everything is better when you're ready."
"I'm ready to do it again, if you are."
"Sure I'll do you again." Eric agreed before he started going down on me.
I was proud of myself. I'd gotten brave enough to have sex again. It was about time.