What if his mother had wondered why he had the beaker in the first place? I am just making your father a sandwich, do you want one? Nor had she asked him about his homework which would have normally been the case. *** For the rest of the month, Gabe was on tender hooks, wondering what had happened.
Ill do it now." Hearing his father starting to get up, Gabe quickly (and quietly) scooted off to his room. He was now at that age where he found girls very interesting. Although she was now in her late 30s, she still looked good. His mother, having quickly checked the contents of the bag, turned to leave but stopped for a moment.
He then poured himself that glass of milk and took it into the living room. His hands were shaking with a mixture of nerves and excitement. Gabe took the beaker out of the bag and looked at it. Trembling, he pulled down his trousers and pants and took his aching tool in his hands. He could then picture him shooting his potent spunk into her fertile womb, making her stomach stretch with his baby. In his mind's eye, he could picture himself shooting into his mother's unprotected belly. Stuffing the beaker back into its bag, he made a beeline for the kitchen. His mother was shouting back at his father before the two of them almost collided in the hall.
She stood frozen for a few seconds before joining me at the booth.
I smiled, handed her a coffee, and greeted, "Hi, Miss Morgan" She sat down tentatively and took the drink. She was clearly attempting to come to grips with the reality of the situation. I waited for a response from her, my heart pounding.
Anyway, She said, seemingly accepting his word, we got to get to the hospital. "We got some news, Gabe." said his mother as she hugged him, "That last attempt worked!
What if they noticed that the spunk inside it wasn't his father's? Gabe stayed in his room and a little later there was a knock on the door and his mother poked her head in. Then one day, he came home to find his parents celebrating.
The boy managed to extract himself before his mother noticed his expanding erection. That night, Gabe had to jack himself off three times before he fell asleep exhausted.
You are finally going to have a baby brother or sister." My mums going to have my baby, he sickly thought even as he felt her soft breasts pressing into his chest.
As he had walked back to his room, he heard voices coming out of his parents' bedroom. "I just am." replied his father, "Besides, if it doesn't work I can always have that fertility treatment the doctor suggested." God! Sometimes I dont think you understand how much I want this baby. Something to do with his father now having a low sperm count his mother had once told him. The first thing he noticed was that the beaker was only a quarter full nor did it look very creamy.