I Had No Choice 2

So here I am again. Tuesday afternoon and High School kids all getting on their buses to head home. I, being a math teacher, am heading out to my car, ready for my regular study session with Becky Whitmore. She’s a senior this year, and apart from being a very smart and attractive, had photoshopped photos of me in an attempted to blackmail me into taking her virginity. After involving her mother, Judy, who laughed it off, dropped the blackmail, but then still shanghaied me into taking her daughter virginity, as a favor to her even! And then, that very same day, had dinner with the two of them, who had also brought my wife Rachel, who was eight months pregnant!

Damn, I felt like a dirty rotten bastard, but it was like college all over again with a cute young thing lusting for my manhood. I can never seem to deny a woman anything that they beg of me, even when I know it is wrong. That day was two weeks ago, and since that time, every Tuesday and Thursday Judy would take the evening to care for my wife, allowing her daughter and I to have ‘study time’ alone at her home. Having been teaching Becky all my carnal knowledge had been terrific for my ego, energy, and I really felt younger. But I didn’t know where it would end and that really worried me. Becky was completely in love with me, but kept it tightly hidden in school, knowing I couldn’t accept her love in public.

As I reached my car and unlocked it my cell phone rang. Looking at it I saw it was Judy’s cell phone. She’d talked to me on some occasions, but I expected her to be at my house with Rachel right now. “Hello?” I answered hesitantly.

“OH Ed, Thank God!” Rachel was grunting and moaning.

“Honey! What’s wrong?” I said worried for her and our twins.

“It’s TIME! <groan> Judy is driving me to the hospital. Please hurry!” She groan and panted some more.

“OH JEEZ! OK, Honey I’m coming, just remember to breathe OK? Like we practiced.” I threw myself into the car and sped for the hospital as fast as I could make my car go, while trying not to kill myself. The High School was at least half an hour farther than my house to the hospital, and every red light I hit seemed to drive me to madness. Finally I screeched into the hospital parking lot and ran inside, but then realized I didn’t know where to go. I moved swiftly to the front desk and said, “My wife is having a baby! She should be here already, Rachel Font?”

They sent me down a maze of corridors, but after at least another ten minutes I finally reached the emergency area. There they sent me to a room down another wing. After several more minutes of wandering I finally entered a check-in bedroom. I saw Judy standing next to the bed where my wife was lying, with her forehead covered in sweat, but an exhausted smile on her face. I was stopped in my tracks though, because each of them held a tiny little blanket wrapped baby, each sleeping soundly already.

Judy, having more sense than either of us said, “About time Daddy. These two were so eager to come out that Rachel almost delivered in the parking lot!” She then held out the child to me. I had no choice but to slowly close with her and take my child from her arms with awe as it suckled on her right breast. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I came close to Rachel and kissed her.

She was almost crying with and said, “Girls! Can you believe it! Two girls!” Then she returned her gaze to the little wonder in her own arms, “Looks like she’d done. Oh my breasts are so full. Here, switch.” She held out one daughter and I took her and hander the one I had to her. She lifted up her shirt on the other side, exposing her milk-laden breast and allowed the sleeping newborn to take her nipple into its mouth. That’s all it took, and she too began suckling, drinking out her lactation in her squishy-faced sleep.

We all just marveled in the wonder of them for what seemed like hours, but must have only been ten minutes, when a nurse came in with a cart. She explained that they had to take the kids for routine testing, shots, and other procedures. The cart had two little beds on them and we reluctantly released them to her care, and the nurse suggested Rachel get some rest. It didn’t take much encouragement and my wife almost passed out mere minutes after the nurse left.

“She’ll be here overnight, since it’s after 4 o’clock,” Judy informed me with the knowledge of a woman who’s ‘been there, done that’, even though she was only in her early forties. “Why don’t you go home and fetch Rachel some clean clothes. Not her old ones, but not her pregnant clothes either.”

I looked lost. “Um… What?”

“Edward, she lost a lot of weight, almost 15 pounds from the babies alone!” She explained. “She’ll need some clothes that aren’t too tight, but aren’t too loose either.” Since I must have still looked perplexed, she sighed and said, “OK. Stop by my house, get Becky. I’ve got to call her anyway, then have her pick out a few sets of clothes for Rachel, and come back.” I looked at my wife a little worried, but she calmed me by saying, “Don’t worry, I’ll stay with her and she’ll be out for hours anyway.” She then used the phone by the bed and called Becky while shooing me out of the room and closing the door.

I sighed at once again being given no choice, but knew that I had to do something, so did as Judy had commanded me.