My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 14

The first time I'd seen them in concert I had no idea who they were and had almost foolishly talked Cassie out of going. At my second Hip concert I thought I knew what to expect yet they still managed to blow me away. They took the stage and the murmuring crowd erupted euphorically in anticipation of the pure musical brilliance that was about to be unleashed for our ears. No matter how many times I listened to recordings of their concerts, nothing could completely prepare me for seeing them in person. Maybe I wasn't quite as happy to be there as Cassie but it was close. I realized that it wasn't fair to call this her wedding gift when I was enjoying it almost as much as her and told her so after their first few songs. Cassie smiled at me sweetly, giving me an amazing kiss that promised to thank me far more intimately back at the hotel, and asked how that was any different than the painting or TV she'd given me recently.

With a new album to promote we didn't hear as many of our old favorites as we would have liked but the ones we did hear were unbelievable. The lead singer has a habit of changing his lyrics slightly seemingly on the fly during live shows making each and every one a unique experience. Having heard their studio tracks and live recordings countless times since meeting Cassie I had the differences memorized. Hearing a third version just for us and a stadium full of their fans was a special treat. Cassie would try to sign along turning to smile widely at me whenever a change in lyrics threw her for a loop to see if I caught on too. She could tell from the look on my face that I'd noticed the variations something that obviously pleased her.

With encores, their show lasted just under two hours yet still managed to feel far too short. The concert was a lot of fun though seeing her thoroughly enjoying herself was what made it a special night for me. After standing on her feet and dancing in place the whole time she said her feet were sore when we got outside for the walk back to our hotel. I suggested she take her shoes off and she smiled thinking it was a joke until she looked me in the eyes. There in the parking lot she took her high heel sandals off holding one in each hand and climbed onto my back for a piggy back ride to the hotel. Along the way she laughed into my ear kissing my neck and steering me when I pretended to forget the way. Some people stared but their looks passed right through me. It made my wife comfortable and it made her laugh, what a few strangers thought of our antics didn't matter to me at all.

We arrived at the hotel with Cassie riding on my back still. The hotel clerk greeted us with a warm smile and asked us how the concert was before offering to have our dinner brought to our room right away if we were ready. Even though we had pre-ordered our meal she gave us the option to make last minute changes or additions before alerting the chef that we were ready. Cassie felt bad enough over receiving special treatment as it was but couldn't resist asking her to add a few bottles of diet Pepsi and a pot of tea to our order. Thanking her once more for her splendid service, I turned towards the elevator and carried Cassie over for the ride upstairs.

There might have been enough time to make love before dinner arrived but we held off for now. Cassie was beaming in the aftermath of the concert and dragged me onto the bed with her when I set her down there. Still fully clothed she lay on top of me singing Hip songs in her soft voice between deep kisses full of love. I was happy to lie there acting helpless as she had her way with me, kissing and caressing me however she saw fit. My cock grew hard making her eyes burn with lust but she forced herself to wait as if saving me for dessert. I have no idea how long it took our food to arrive. It could have been thirty minutes or more but it felt like five when we heard a knock on the door. Cassie rolled off of me to answer it leaving my whole body tingling with desire.

"Hi. Can you put the cart by the table please?" she said after opening the door. She was completely unaware of how sultry she looked with her hair slightly tousled and her hard nipples showing through her shirt. The waiter with the room service cart couldn't help but stare at her, not that I blamed him and she didn't notice anyway.

"Make sure you give him a tip sweetie," I said knowing the food was already charged to our room.

"I don't think I have any money in my purse," she said.

"My wallet is right... there," I said smiling when she picked it up a step ahead of me.

"Here you go," she said handing him a twenty from my wallet.

"Thank you," he said with a happy smile before slipping it into his pocket.

"You're welcome. Have a good night," she said following him back to the door and closing it behind him. "Sorry I... you don't care that I took it do you? I could put all of your money in my purse right now and you wouldn't say a word."

"Why would I? I can withdraw more tomorrow if I need it," I said.

"We're in this together Rick. You keep trying to give me more and more without taking anything in return. I know you've already been paying more than your share of the mortgage," she said.

"How did you know that?" I asked.

"Well I wasn't sure until you just admitted it," she said smiling at me. "You think I don't pay any attention when you get all excited talking about our finances. Even with the money your dad gave us there's no way we'll pay the house off as fast as you say unless you're paying a lot more than me each month. I was worried I didn't calculate it properly but now I know I did it right."

"I'm impressed sweetie. All this time I thought you were tuning me out when it was time to talk about money," I said grinning at her.

"From now on I want to know everything. Every month you're going to tell me exactly how much extra money you're paying and if I have extra to put towards the house you're going to take it without trying to talk me out of it," she said staring down at me with slightly narrowed eyes.

"I'm sorry. I've spent my whole life trying to avoid debt and now we have this huge mortgage. It scares me to think about it. I just want it to go away so I can stop worrying about it constantly," I said.

"Your father has given us a good head start and I'm going to help you with the rest. I had to learn about variable and fixed mortgages when I was trying to figure out how we were going to pay ours off so don't be afraid to talk to me about it," she said.

"I'm so turned on right now," I said smiling over the image of Cassie calculating mortgage figures on her own.

"Is that right? Well next time you want me to talk dirty maybe I'll get real naughty and tell you what I've learned about compound interest," she said giggling at the way I let my tongue hang out before slowly licking my lips.

Cassie beckoned me to the table to eat a late dinner with her. Rather than sitting across from her I pulled my chair around to the side and sat close to her, otherwise she would have stood up to move her own chair. We continued to talk about our finances over dinner even after I made a joke about its place during our honeymoon. Cassie felt it was okay because we hadn't left the country yet and we both agreed not to bring it up once our plane left for Australia. It was our first proper meal of the day and we took our time to enjoy it even though we were looking forward to making love again.

Thankfully the talk about money failed to last the whole meal as Cassie's new found interest in finance didn't run deep. The topic soon turned to the concert again. Together we relived each song they played her smile growing wide when it became obvious I knew the exact order of their entire set. She was getting turned on again remembering how passionately we kissed on the bed before the arrival of our food interrupted things. Now that same fire burned in her eyes again and I knew we'd be fucking each other senseless as soon as we finished eating if not before.

We still had dessert to finish yet, a big hunk of chocolate mocha cake with ripples of silky fudge cutting through it to share. I broke a piece off and offered it to her on my fork. She opened her mouth wide and took it inside sighing softly over its rich flavor. I released the fork and pulled my hand back smiling as she slipped off her chair and onto my lap grinding her ass into the bulge of my growing cock. It was her turn to feed me cake now and as predictable as the sun rising in the east, she smeared the first forkful over my lips giggling at the way I held still resigned to my fate. The licking and kissing that came next was my reward for being a good sport. Her lips remained pressed to mine long after the cake was cleaned away and soon the fork slipped from her hand to land on the floor as her hands ran through my hair pulling me deeper into our kiss.

I didn't want any more cake and if she did, she kept quiet about it as I stood up and carried her towards the bed. Kneeling with my legs wide enough for her the lie between them I kissed my sweet Canadian girl letting her cling to my neck as I unbuttoned her pants. The moment her pants were opened and unzipped she let go of my neck and fell back onto the bed bouncing like a beautiful prize. She lifted her ass and let me slip her pants down watching excitedly as I stood up to remove them completely. I wanted to fuck her, she wanted me to fuck her and all that was stopping me was a pair of jeans that constricted my hard cock.

Before I could finish taking off my own pants her right hand dipped inside her light blue panties. She began groping herself, letting her fingers plunge inside as I tore my clothes off. I left my shirt on not bothering to remove it once my cock was out and my pants and boxers had been kicked off my feet. Cassie's hand moved like a blur inside the front of her panties stretching them but keeping her pussy well hidden for the most part. I knelt between her legs and grabbed her wrist pulling her hand away. Guiding her wet fingers to my mouth, I tugged her panties to one side and slapped the head of my cock against her dripping wet pussy lips before jamming it into her.

Cassie screamed in pleasure and begged me to fuck her harder. At the same time her arms tried to wrap around my neck, something that would have slowed me down. I pushed her hands down to her side and when that didn't work I lifted her from the bed for a moment so I could put her arms behind her back crossed at the wrists. She got the idea and arched her back pulling the material of her shirt tight across the mounds of her breasts. Lifting her pussy to meet my thrusts she grunted in pleasure each time my balls slapped against her wetly. I grabbed her breasts roughly and squeezed them hard through her shirt and bra watching for any sign of discomfort on her face. Though her panties kept trying to slip back in place, removing them would have meant stopping. I continued to pull them aside and left one hand on them using it to pull her onto my cock again wherever she lifted off.

We fucked like that for a long time and for the duration I stared down into her eyes intently. The way she gasped for breath and furrowed her brow filled me to bursting with pride. Thanks to all our lovemaking before the concert I had plenty of sexual stamina and put it to good use screwing her with reckless abandon. She brought her arms out from behind her back and tugged at the hem of my shirt wanting to see more of my body. I barely slowed as she forced the polo shirt over my head without even undoing its last button. She ran her hand diagonally across the feverish warm skin of my chest and quickly lifted her own shirt over her head but left her arms trapped in it. Even though I could see that her bra could be opened from the front I pull down on the cups instead until her breasts popped free her hard nipples looking back at me, asking me to play. I pinched her erect nipples hard enough to make her cry out in pleasure before bending low to kiss them.

I kept on pulling back until my cock nearly slipped from her clinging lips before driving it back into her. Her legs were elevated and bent at the knee swaying with each crashing thrust of my cock. Slowly she shifted until her pussy was upturned and I was plowing my cock almost straight down into her body. I watched with a wide grin as her arms strained against the shirt that trapped them, her whole body growing tense as I made her cum. Making sure not to slow down I felt her juices flowing around my cock to lubricate her already slippery lips. Her face had already turned pink and was growing darker as I kept fucking her. I knew she wanted my cum and I wanted to give it to her but not until I fucked her for as long and as hard as I could.

Even after her intense orgasm she didn't ask me to stop, she didn't even ask me to slow down. I had a hand on each of her knees spreading her legs wide each time I drove my cock into her. She came again soon after or maybe it was just another peak in her continuing orgasm but either way I recognized it and welcomed it. Her myriad of emotions were easy to read on her face. Love for me was ever present and dominant, but there were many more. The sheer joy of having my cock piercing her lips, the satisfaction from our lovemaking that intensified with each orgasm, the determination to keep her legs spread for me until I came, and the awe that grew with each minute that I didn't cum inside her. I noticed the hair at her temples had grown damp with sweat and pushed a wet strand away from her face tucking it behind her ear earning a beautiful smile from my wife. Using my forearm I wiped the sweat from my forehead leaving the hair on my arm matted for few moments.

The urge to cum was there and had been from the start. It was the difficulty to contain it that grew slowly. Each time I saw her cum it became that much harder to resist flooding her pussy with a load of my sperm. Even though I fucked her near senseless she immediately recognized my pending eruption and hooked her legs around my lower back just in case I'd forgotten that my cum needed to be spilled inside her to make the baby we desperately wanted. Her shirt was in the way now keeping her arms from around me when we were moments from another chance at becoming parents. I lifted it all the way off her gently and removed her bra too. Hugging her close, I kissed her neck groaning deeply into her ear as my balls tightened pumping her full of cum.

Cassie looked exhausted but she wore the beautiful smile she always wore when she fantasized about a baby growing in her womb. I lay on my side next to her straightening the panties that was her only clothing now and letting my hand rest on her abdomen that rose and fell with each deep breath. The sex had tired us both out not that we needed a reason to go to bed after a hectic week leading up to the wedding and an early morning ahead of us. Between the flight back the Vancouver and the cross Pacific one after that we were in for a long day. I managed to get her under the blankets and came back from the bathroom to find her already asleep with just enough room on my side of the bed to slide in next to her.

The following morning I woke up before her and checked the clock. We had time to spare yet though I was forced to decide if I wanted to watch her sleep or wake her up to make love. I decided that she'd want to have sex before we left and was pleased when she threw herself at me the moment I woke her up. There was time to make love twice, once in the bed and again in the shower before we hurriedly dressed. After a quick check of the room to make sure we weren't forgetting anything we made our way downstairs.

I paid our hotel bill pointing out the fact that they had forgotten to charge us for our meals. The clerk working the morning shift looked into it as we waited and turned her monitor to show us that the food was complimentary. There was a note that said congratulations to the newlyweds that made Cassie smile. While we waited for our taxi to arrive the girl behind the desk took a close look at Cassie's engagement ring and listened to her recap of our wedding and the first day of our honeymoon. She looked like she was barely out of high school but the way that she smiled at Cassie; at us really, told me there was someone special in her life too. To me it looked like she was dreaming that their love could someday grow into what ours had become.

Our flight back to Vancouver was a smooth one. We kept our first class seats this time around though I teased Cassie about it and didn't buckle my seat belt until the last moment. I was still dreadfully tired and managed to doze off in my seat. Normally I tried my best to stay awake during flights for Cassie's sake but when she shook me awake to return my seat to an upright position her face looked calm. I told her I was sorry for falling asleep on her earning a soft kiss. She explained it wasn't bad at all though she did hold onto a couple of my fingers for most of the flight and read though her magazine to pass the time. My promise to stay awake during our second flight of the day or at least make sure she got to sleep first, given the length of the flight, made her smile at me brightly.

"I have present for you," she said opening her carry on bag once we were seated for our flight to Sydney.

"You didn't have to get me another gift," I said right away.

"But I did," she said kissing me on the cheek. "I hope you like it because there are more in my luggage. Before you unwrap it don't get the wrong idea, you don't need it yet but I hope you will soon." She watched closely as I opened a book on pregnancy that covered everything from conception up to the birth of your baby.

"Thank you for the book sweetie and the warning too," I said smiling. Without her disclaimer I would have thought she was pregnant the moment I opened it.

"You don't have to read it if you're not interested but I wanted you to have something in case. If you have any questions I'll be happy to answer them," she said.

"Of course I'll read it. I didn't even realize there were books I should read before you were pregnant," I said. "You should have brought one of the other books for yourself but we can share this one if you like."

"The book is all yours my love. I read all the best baby books when I was still in high school," she said.

"And you wonder why your father is the way he is," I said making her giggle.

"I wasn't reading them because I wanted to get pregnant. I knew Marc and Julie were going to have a baby eventually. I wanted to know everything I could to help her during her pregnancy and be ready to babysit as soon as the baby arrived," she said.

"You're going to be an amazing mother," I said kissing her softly on the forehead.

"I get that a lot," she said her smile beaming over the one complement she never tired of hearing.

"At least our children will have one parent who knows what they're doing," I said.

"Do you think I'd want to have your children if I wasn't convinced you'll be a great father?" she asked.

"Probably not," I conceded.

"No. The answer is no Rick. I know you'll be a good father, I don't have the slightest doubt about it," she said.

"Coming from you that means so much to me," I said my smile full of love for her. "Have a good nap sweetie," I said with another soft kiss as she tilted her seat back and spread her blanket over her legs.

I watched over her until she fell asleep wishing we were in bed where I could hold her body close to mine. The moment I was sure she was asleep; I opened the book and started reading. The first chapter was filled with advice on how to get pregnant and prepare for having a baby. It seemed like everything I read Cassie had already told me or was something I noticed her doing without knowing why until now. There was her new daily supplement containing folic acid, her sudden craving for a tall glass of milk with seemingly every meal, and her new found aversion to alcohol. I had a feeling that our wild night of drunken sex in Seattle would be the last for a long time, maybe the last ever. As much as I enjoyed getting drunk with Cassie, a healthy baby was far more important than a night of uninhibited fun.