Hand Jobs
Sabrina's POV
The kids had their end of year party for their school today, and as Alpha and Luna, it was our responsibility to support them and support the school generally.
I had always appreciated my husband for changing schools, even though I had a hard time adjusting at first.
We had yet to announce to everyone that we were pregnant, but we were going to after the party. At least Theresa and some of the palace guards were aware. Even the kitchen chef, an old lady. She noticed due to the change of my meals.
She smiled the morning she brought it up because I was too tired to get out of bed and Kyle had already gone to work.
“Congratulations, Luna.” She grinned from ear to ear, but all I could feel was nauseous. Still, the meal looked nice.
“For what?” I asked, pretending but still smiling.
“I smell a baby. I can't wait!” She squealed. I loved the relationship I had managed to create with my staff.
“Thank you! I haven't told anyone yet so please keep it a secret, okay?”
She nodded, dropped the food and left. I ate the meal anyway.
…….
The kids got ready early enough, excited and couldn't wait. The two of them had been overseeing their rehearsals themselves and today, they were finally going to show them all to me.
They marched to our room, impatient just after Kyle and I had finally gotten ready to leave.
“Mum! Dad! We are going to be late! I don't want to be late!” Ellie yelled as they ran into their father's arms. I guess now it was a mood thing. They either loved me or their dad at a time. Just joking.
“We are ready already, let's head downstairs. It's mum that's busy wasting time.” It was already bad that they ran into his arms and not mine, but Kyle throwing me under the bus? I won't spare him!
I frowned and walked out, pretending to be pissed. Of course, they didn't run after me. I simply headed to the car and sat, actually growing pissed this time. Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones, but I was really beginning to get bothered.
Finally, they headed to their car with their driver then Kyle joined me in ours.
I looked the other way when he entered, even though his perfume was killing the hell out of my insides.
“Are you angry? Tell me why. Tell me what I can do to fix it.” The fact that he immediately knew I was pissed tugged at my heartstrings.
“The kids ran into your arms, and you said I'm the reason we were late. Why would you say that?” Yes, I knew I was being unreasonable, but clearly, I wasn't myself anymore.
He knew, didn't want to offend me, so he immediately apologized and pulled me into his arms. He didn't kiss or touch me sensually, but very lovingly.
I saw him the other day reading some things about pregnancy. He was awfully more than prepared for the pregnancy and my moods and I was the most grateful.
He kissed my forehead after and didn't stop holding and patting my back until we arrived at the kids school.
I for one had only been here once, but I never really walked in. Kyle had been here a million times, so I was the only one shocked by how upgraded it was from their former school.
I had tasted riches, his money, for a while now, but nothing prepared me for how advanced the school was. I almost shed a couple of tears because truly, they were receiving the best form of education.
After admiring the school, Kyle guided me out of the car because these days I was nothing more than a lazy wife. I made sure to wear loose clothing before people would figure out I was pregnant before I even revealed it myself.
Our high tables were already exquisitely prepared, so we took our respective seats and waited for the party to begin.
The proprietress came to greet us specially, all smiles and I couldn't help but appreciate and thank her for a job well done with the school. After everything, they began to fill our table with snacks while we waited for the kids.
Their presentations started from the lowest class to the highest and when my babies finally had their turn, they didn't fail to impress me and their dad. I began to shed stupid tears because it was such a beautiful performance.
After all was said and done, the party came to an end and it was time to award presents to the best students for various categories.
My babies got awarded with three awards each. I was so proud of them and finally, on our way home, we stopped at an ice cream shop.
The kids were so excited and we all sat down, chatting while Kyle made our orders for our different flavors. I wanted coffee flavored, Kyle was annoying and got a smoothie, Ellie wanted cookies and cream while Ethan wanted chocolate flavored ice cream
“Mummy, did you like our performance?”
Ellie's eyes lit up as she asked me the question. She asked as Kyle was returning with our ice creams. I couldn't stop staring at his build, it reminded me of sex and the fact that we've been doing a really good job of not fucking, following doctors orders.
He's been so understanding and it pissed me off because sometimes he wouldn't want to even kiss me.
He claimed that kissing me didn't help him at all with his plight and only made things worse.
One night when I forced myself on him and stole my kiss from him aggressively, I had to give him several hand jobs to get his cute little monster to sleep.
I definitely missed that night and would probably do it again because why not?
I had to force myself to stop face fucking my husband and respond to my waiting daughter.
“Yes, it was the best! I was truly impressed and proud of both of you, even your awards! The best part was when you both got awarded. That's why we are here.”
Ellie grinned like she already anticipated my response to her question.
“I made sure to make you proud mom, I was always reading. I can't believe Ethan got the same number of awards as me when I did better than him!” It's crazy how she began to fume from nowhere.
She looked really pissed and when I faced Ethan for a split second, he glared at her, but he did seem hurt by her words. I couldn't stand it. No daughter of mine would be mean to her own sibling. I've experienced sibling rivalry first hand and I've had enough of it.
“Ellie! They were all different categories, and don't say you did better than your brother. We all came here to get some ice cream so if you want us to forfeit it and go home then I can do that!” Gosh, I was so pissed.
“Woah, what are we forfeiting?” Kyle came just in time to brighten my mood as he dropped the ice creams on the table and distributed them.
“Oh nothing daddy, we were just talking about how fat mummy is getting these days.”
I choked on my saliva.
“What?” Since when did I have such a bratty daughter? She was definitely going to give me a run for my money until she's eighteen, oh shit.
Kyle was shocked as well, it was written all over his speechless face as he sank into his seat.
“Yes, it's true. You added a little weight on your face. Is it because of the baby?” Ethan chipped in and suddenly, the ice cream tasted like wax.
“What?” I turned to face Ethan, but he returned back to licking his ice cream like he didn't just drop a bombshell.
I and Kyle exchanged looks. He didn't tell them. I certainly didn't either so how did Ethan know?
“What baby, Ethan? What are you talking about?”
“The one in your stomach.” He responded like he was bored and so over my pretense to not know what he was talking about.
Kyle almost choked on his smoothie. My kids were beginning to scare the shit out of me. How many people have they told? Hell, how did they even find out?
If I let it bother me right now I would go insane, so I didn't let it bother me.
“Okay, lower your voice, we are in public. You know what, let's enjoy our ice cream. When we go home we'll address this.” I started, really trying hard to not get bothered.
“Are you going to yell at us mom?”
“No, I could never.” I shook my head vigorously, really wanting the conversation to come to an abrupt end. Then again, was I getting truly fat?
I tried to enjoy my ice cream and truly, I did love it. My mood was just ruined for various reasons. I wasn't even smiling any longer, I just wanted to go home.
Kyle noticed but tried to hang out with the kids for a little while before he asked me if I was ready to go. He whispered in my ears quietly.
“Do you want to go home, babe?”
I nodded immediately but still responded.
“Yes, I'm not in the best of moods.”
“I noticed, alright.”
He rose to his feet and made me stand up as well to leave. He paid and then we headed to our cars. We eventually left and headed back home and when we arrived, I immediately crashed on the bed, tired, nauseous and completely annoyed.
Another thing that bothered me was this sudden fatness. I knew kids were brutal but was I supposed to adopt a little extra skin to my list of insecurities now?
I had to ask Kyle. I swear, it was truly the hormones. I'm better than all of this on normal grounds.
“Do you think I'm getting fat?” I asked directly.
“Yes, but it's not a problem. It's your body and my baby, and I fucking love it, wife.”
“Are you sure you're not just lying to me?” Reassurance these days was everything to me too. It was my second pregnancy anyway so technically, I'm still new to everything and having a partner through it.
“I can never lie to you.” I brought his face to mine and kissed him.
“Okay, I feel better now. The kids are driving me nuts, but I have you, so I'll be okay.”
Kyle grinned like he was helpless as he picked me up and spun me around the room.
“Sure the doctor said I couldn't fuck you? It's another several months and it feels like torture.” He whined, as he dropped wet kisses all over my neck. If I was stupid, I would've let him continue.
“You're greedy,” I said, pushing him off me.
“Enjoy the handjobs.”