“What if, um…” I asked slowly, ” … What if I wanted more than just a lick?”
“Whoa…” Greg chuckled. “Where’s this coming from? Who are you? What did you do with my wife?”
I laughed at that. “You’re wife joined the circus, turned lesbian and ran off with the bearded lady.”
“Oh, well in that case…” Greg’s voice was so soft I could barely him, ” … Just what else do you want from Jack?”
“He’s got a big…”
“Big what?” I could hear my husband’s smile plain as day.
“You know what!” I giggled. “He’s got a big thingy.”
“A big thingy, Doctor?” Greg laughed. “Is that a medical term?”
“It’s a mommy term,” I smiled.
“Okay … So what does Mommy want to do with her doggy’s big thingy?” Greg was giggling too, which he hardly ever does, but we were being silly now.
“What would you do if I let him fuck me?” I whispered.
“You’d do that?” he asked me softly and we weren’t giggling anymore, just breathing hard. “You’d let him do that to you?”
“Do you want me to?” I asked him. “I won’t do it if you don’t like it. Do you think it’s … sick?”
“I love you, Wen,” he told me. “I’ll love you forever. I just want you to be happy.”
“Do you like it though?” I asked, feeling my heart thumping.
“Oh yeah. Just so long as we’re talking about the same Jack,” he chuckled. “I want you happy, but…”
“You don’t ever have to worry about that, Greg,” I promised him, feeling my eyes wet again. “Never, ever in your life. God, I love you.”
“I know. I love you too, I trust you and I’m just aching to be with you, Wendy. Every minute of the day … Shoot, I’m almost done. They only give us ten minutes on this thing.”
“I know,” I swallowed hard, because I always hated this. “You be safe, okay? Promise, Staff Sergeant, you’re going to come home to me.”
“Yes ma’am. I’m safe, Captain.” He laughed, but this was hard for him too. “I’m always safe, you’re keeping me safe okay? You’re with me every minute. Take care of our baby.”
“I will,” I nodded.
“And you take care of yourself too, I got 54 and wake up, that’s it. I’ll be home.”
“Yeah,” I was crying now.
“Take pictures for me,” he said quickly, our time getting shorter with every heartbeat.
“What?” I giggled, wiping at my cheek with my forearm.
“Pictures of you and Jack,” Greg chuckled. “But don’t mail them, just keep them. I wanna see you pregnant with him, Okay?”
“Yeah…”
“You know what I mean, right? I love you, Wendy.”
“I know, yeah … I love you…”
And I just got that in before the phone went dead, his phone time had run out. I just grabbed Jack then, hugging him to me as I cried for a few minutes. Just trying to remember everything he said, every word and how his voice had sounded so good. He was strong and safe and he was coming home in 55 days, coming home to Bragg and I’d be there waiting, holding our baby. God, that seemed like such a long time to wait.
“Give me a kiss, now … Daddy’s coming home soon, yes he is … Kiss me, Jack…” And I just really needed a kiss and Jack, well, he was just part of the family, a special part.
I felt Jack’s tongue on my face, lapping at my salty tears and I stuck my own tongue out, my spirits rising. It was tough saying goodbye on the phone, but we did it every week. Greg called as often as he could and now I knew he was safe and he didn’t even mind me having fun with Jack.
That actually made me kind of dizzy, now that I was able to think about it. How had the subject even come up? I mean, where did that come from? If I’d had time to think I never would have said a word, I’d have been too frightened. What if Greg had thought it was perverted and sick? I now knew that he didn’t, if anything he seemed to love the idea, but we’d taken that huge risk without even a glance down to see how high up we really were.
If I ever needed proof of love … I mean, his and mine, it was there in moments like that. Where we could say anything without fear. I’d be scared later, like I was then, but at the time? I’d felt no fear at all. Just love and a desire to please him, to share myself with Greg completely. I don’t know what I’d have said or done if he’d said no, don’t do it. But could he say that to something that harmed none of us? I didn’t think so. He loved me just as much as I loved him and that was boundless.
And while I was thinking all that, or at least some of that, I was playing with Jack’s tongue, kissing the dog as if he were Greg himself. It was ticklish and funny and I just lost all that tension completely. I opened my mouth for him and Jack pushed his long pink tongue right inside, exploring me until I closed my lips and sucked on it.
That made him slightly nervous, I thought, having his tongue sucked, but he knew it was a game. Jack came back for more and I did it again, and again after that, and then I was reaching down his soft warm body and I found his cock, safely tucked away in that furry sheath.
I stroked him slowly, gently, working my hand back and forth. I guided Jack’s tongue back to my nipples, squeezing them for him this time, pulling the milk from my swollen tits with a sensation that was only slightly uncomfortable, and whole lot pleasurable.
“Now, how are we gonna get pictures, Jack?” I asked him, smiling to myself.
Greg wanted pictures of me with Jack, having sex obviously, while I was still pregnant. My camera was just small instamatic, a cheap touristy thing. It didn’t have a fancy timer or anything like that. And even if it did, how was I going to have sex with Jack and then waddle to the camera and reset it, have sex again … No way, I needed another person and my choices were severely limited.
Short of grabbing a local off the street, my best bet would be Sadie. She was my age, single, my friend, and my doctor. The army didn’t recognize doctor patient privilege though, so it wasn’t like I could tell her anything and feel safe about it. If she freaked out on me, it would be Conduct Unbecoming of an Officer at the very least, and that would be akin to the end of the world.
So it just came down to a question of trust and I didn’t have a lot of time. I could go into labor any minute, really. And I did want to make Greg happy, so badly, so…
“Hello?” Sadie sang into her telephone, cheerful as always.
“Hi Sadie, it’s Wendy.”
“Oh, hey! Everything okay?” She’d be thinking about my baby, naturally.
“Yeah, oh yeah,” I nodded. “I just got a call from Greg, he’s doing great.”
“Good, great!”
“But, um … I was wondering if you were busy tonight?”
“Tonight?” Sadie paused for a second. “Nope, not busy at all. What’s up?”
“I have a favor to ask,” I told her. “Sort of a … weird one. I don’t want to ask over the phone though.”
“A weird favor, huh?” she giggled. “You didn’t get that thing stuck, did you? Cause if you did…”
“What?” I gasped and laughed. “Oh, no, uh-uh … But it’s … never mind.”
“This is weird,” Sadie laughed. “Okay well, uh … I was just fixing some dinner. About an hour? Is that okay?
“Yeah, that’d be great,” I nodded, feeling both relieved and a little worried, now that I’d kind of committed myself.
“Okay then…”
“Oh, um, Sadie?”
“Yeah?”