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Carla Rodriguez Hall.

Our drive home was longer than usual as I and Richard kept to ourselves in thought.

The doctor's ugly words lingered in my mind as the cold autumn wind scratched my skin.

Whom did I offend to receive such hush punishment from God? I heaved a long sigh while looking at the busy streets of New York.

"That doctor is just stupid and doesn't know what she is talking about." Richard finally dragged his hand on my thigh and squeezed gently as though his words would make me feel better… I glanced at his hand and did not realize that I was crying until a tear splashed on his arm.

"Oh honey, don't cry." He slowed down the speeding car and rubbed off the tears on my cheek without stopping the car. "God will bless us with a bundle of joy sooner than you know it." He smiled.

"But when?" More warm tears silently trickled down my cheeks as I sniffed up the little buggers trying to escape my nostrils.

"Soon honey." He said with a reassuring gaze." Don't worry, I will put a baby in you when we get home." He let out a naughty smirk even though I was not in the mood for sex.

Don't get me wrong, my husband was a very handsome man who turned heads whenever he walked in the streets or the clinic… I don't know what it was but whenever he put on his white lab coat and hung his grey stethoscope around his neck, almost all the ladies went wild including me.

I heaved a sigh, as I felt useless as a woman. What good was I? What was the point of me?

"Don't just let that stupid doctor's words affect your mood." He resumed the muttering and vicious swearing at Doctor Sue, who in this case was very much innocent…I slumped into the car seat and kept to myself the rest of the drive home because I did not enjoy talking to him when he was in a bad swearing mood.

A few minutes later…

We got home in Hudson Square, a vibrant neighborhood in lower Manhattan, known for its mix of historic buildings and modern architecture. Richard parallel-parked the SUV in front of our home.

"Let's go inside and forget about the horrible day we had." He said with a warm comforting smile.

"Okay." I smiled back at him and got out of the car. I paused on the pavement while I waited for Richard to secure the car and walk to my side.

I looked up to our red-bricked modern house which had sleek, minimalist designs with clean lines and large windows then sighed heavily.

"Hey, Carla, back home so soon?" Alice, my ever so inquisitive negbohoor called to me from her second-floor window.

"Hi, Alice, yes, the clinic was not so busy today," I answered back in a low voice while evading her stare. At this moment I was so sure everyone knew about my situation and I was dreading for someone to ask me about my visit to Doctor Sue.

"Hey, Doctor Richy." She called out to my husband who did not like her one bit.

"Hey Alice," Richard clasped my hand and gently tugged me towards the five stairs to the door. "Bye Alice." He said without care to look at our kind seventy-five-year-old neighbor.

I waved at her and took my eyes back on my impolite husband. " why are you so rude to that woman?" I asked in a low voice but Richard did not respond to my query.

With little stunts like this, how did he expect God to bless us with a child? I rolled my eyes at him but he did not catch a glimpse of me...

Our house, like many others in Hudson Square had multiple stories, with a rooftop terrace offering views of the city skyline.

Richard took out his keys and opened the main door. No sooner did we enter the house did he start loosening his belt and slightly pulling down his trousers?

"Come, here sexy mama." He roughly yanked me towards him with an intense stare and I could see the bulge in his pants.

How did he get in the mood so fast? I furrowed my brows while he ran his hands through the inner thighs of my short floral dress.

"Babe, please not now." I tried to tell him to stop but he did not heed to my plea. He pulled down my purple-laced panties, turned me around, and entered me from behind.

"Awe babe, you are hurting me." The dry, urgent, and angry sex caused me immense pain.

"I'm going to give you a baby." He kept grunting with each thrust he pounded into me.

"Ok, then let's change position." And with that said, he quickly maneuvered me like a paper flip…and you can't blame him. I was a five-foot, petite brunette woman who weighed 128 lb. I had a beautiful elongated face, and dark big eyes, and like any other Latina woman, I had an hourglass figure…how did you expect me to nab the quarterback of my high school if I was not pretty?

He entered me again, missionary style and I moaned out loud with pain.

"Is this better?" He tensed.

"Umh." I lied while nodding with immense pain in my coochie. I had closed my eyes to avoid him seeing my lies... Dry sex is the worst I tell you…please don't try it.

Richard rode me hard and faster, while his sweat dripped down from his head to my face. We had rough sex on the staircase and I did not enjoy it one bit because it felt more forced than natural.

Awe, I cried in my mind…what can I do to make this end quickly?

I clasped his waist tightly and tried to ignore the friction burns that were developing on my butt, elbows, and shoulders.

"Babe, cum." A silent moan knowingly escaped my lips.

He thrusted deeper and harder, over and over again as though he was chasing something.

Perhaps he thought by grinding me deeper, his sperm would easily find its way up to my egg and fertilize it and it was clear that he was in a race with my murderous vagina juices.

"Holy Mary, mother of god.." he grunted repeatedly because he thought it would delay his orgasm if he called the saint's names.

I chuckled, forgetting the pain because I found this very amusing and sweet… When I was in the mood, I liked this technique because it prolonged our pleasure, but not today.

"This time please God." He murmured and that's when I soon realized that he was calling on the holy ghost to bless us. The guy was praying amidst our sexual moment.

That's when I relaxed my mood and got into it. Maybe this was it after many negative test results… My coochie got wet with its bodily fluids and for once, I was getting a kick out of the sex.

"Yes, babe." Richard and I locked lustrous eyes, his face swimming through my tears.

He leaned in and kissed the wetness from my cheeks.

"Please God this time. We need this baby." He thrusted deeper and harder and that's when I felt his tiny soldiers swim up my vagina. With a few jerky moves, he collapsed on me. His body was heavy and desperate to make a new life. He lay there for a few seconds before he summoned his will to get up.

"Now that was great sex, if it did not make a baby, then God must be playing tricks on us." He straightened up, his trousers still around his ankles and he impatiently kicked them off. He arched his back and carried me upstairs, like a new bride to our bedroom…

There, we made more love, slowly and carefully for the rest of the afternoon. He kissed and caressed me as though he was trying to wipe away the doctor's negative statement.

With each stroke, he tried to ease the misery of our uncooperative bodies and ward off the thought of childlessness.

He expertly eased me from one position to the next, leaving me feeling delicate and respected. He in turn appeared powerful and controlling. It was important because I needed to feel ladylike and him the man of the house.

He slowly took off the remaining clothes I had on and his… he then trailed sweet passionate kisses up and down my body. He has always been a sweet and careful lover but today, he took it to a whole new level.

He cupped my B-sized breast as though he had never held them before and squeezed pleasurably.

"Ah.. babe." A silent moan unknowingly escaped my lips.

"You like that uh?" He squeezed a little harder.

"Yes,"

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, babe." I nodded.

He trailed his fingers down my spine and over my ass. Moaning softly, roving leisurely, so gently as though he had all the time in the world to spend on me. His long fingertips finally provoked, tugged, and spun me into overdrive.

At that moment, he made me feel loved and wanted, all the pain of childlessness vanished.

Thrilled and thrilling, I came, and then came some more…with each wave of orgasm, I hoped, wished, and prayed we got pregnant and created a beautiful baby. Its gender did not matter at the moment.

It was the best sex I had ever had in five years of marriage... Purposeful and important. I felt consumed with passion and joy.

Please, God, bless us with a baby. I cringed my eyes shut while Richard finally came for the second time and rested his heavy body on mine.

"Did you like that?" He asked as he whizzed for air.

"Yeah, I liked it a lot," I winked at him while I scrutinized him.

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