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This is the day we get to see our little Bean and hear Bean’s heartbeat. I know we already have a picture of Bean, but I want to see it in person. I couldn’t hide my excitement as I whipped up some waffles for my Angel. I have the homemade whipped cream already made with some cut-up strawberries, some blueberries and bananas. I also have a small bowl of peanut butter and dark chocolate chips. She’s been craving peanut butter and dark chocolate chips by the spoonful. I thought she just wanted Reese’s peanut butter cups, so when I brought some home the other night she burst into tears. I felt horrible.
So I gave them to Mic, who loves them, and went back to the store and got some peanut butter and dark chocolate chips. She gave me a blow job for a job well done.
Our appointment was in a couple of hours. I thought about the family dinner we had last weekend and thought it went really well. I smiled, thinking about how happy Patrick and Aria were when they found out they were going to become
grandparents.
Ford set the table and Mic got the drinks. Dawson brought the bowls of fruit, peanut butter, chocolate chips, and whipped cream to the table, and I brought two stacks of waffles.
“Do you think I should make some bacon?” I asked.
“She hasn’t really wanted a lot of meat lately. We need to ask the doc about that. She needs protein,” Dawson said.
I nodded. “There’s a lot we need to ask the doc. I also think we should cool it with the group s*x. It might be too much for her body, you know?”
“You don’t want to have s*x with me anymore?” I heard a tearful voice ask. I whipped around.
“What? No baby, I didn’t mean it like that. I meant that maybe taking more than one or two of us at a time might be too
much for you.”
She sniffed, a tear ran down her cheek. Oh, God, I made her cry.
“I think I’d know if it was too much for me. It’s not. I need all of you,” she said in a tiny voice.
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. Forget I said anything, okay?”
She nodded, and I wrapped my arms around her and she snuggled in. Jesus, her hormones are crazy. Something I’m
going to ask the doc about without her hearing.
After breakfast, we went to the store and got a Congratulations card for Nora and Ellie. I wish I could be a fly on the wall to
see them open this card.
“Baby, have you told your mom and Nana, what happened with Jason?” I asked tentatively.
“No, I didn’t want them to worry. It’s over now, no reason for them to know.”
“You sure? We’d be there with you if you wanted to facetime them,” I said. She gave me a small smile and shook her
head.
We all walked into the doctor’s office. There were two couples there waiting. Dawson and I were in black basketball shorts and t-shirts, mine was white and he was in teal. Mic and Ford had black joggers on, and each had a different hue of gray for a t-shirt on. The weather was still mild in October during the day, but it got a little chillier at night. Our Angel had on a pair of blue leggings that looked great on her ass and one of my t-shirts that was red. She swam in it, but she knotted it on the side to make it fit her.
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I grabbed her and put her on my lap while Mic and Ford took a seat next to us. Dawson went to check her in.
The other couples were eyeing us with curious looks. One couple looked to be around our age in their thirties, and the other couple, the girl, was probably Isha’s age at twenty-four, but the man was much older than she was, maybe mid to late forties. No judgment here. Hell, we were a five-way couple. I didn’t even know what you would call us.
“Baby, how are you feeling? Any dizziness, nausea, bleeding?” Dawson asked as he sat down with a clipboard.
She chuckled. “Give me, I’ll fill it out.” Dawson handed her the clipboard. I saw the older man’s eyebrows shoot up when Dawson called her baby. He had looked at me with her in my lap. I just smiled, and he gave me a head nod.
“I’m so f*cking excited. Do you think they’ll let us hear the heartbeat today?” Mic asked.
“They’ll let us see the baby, right?” Ford asked. I chuckled, we were all excited.
“I’m sorry, I have to ask. Which one of you is the father?” The lady that was part of the thirty-something couple asked.
“We all are,” I said.
She blinked, and a confused look came over her face. I could feel Isha shaking and I looked at her. She was silently laughing, hiding her face behind the clipboard.
“Oh, um, how is that possible?”
“They’re my boyfriends,” Isha said.
The girl that was her age perked up, “All of them? Like you have s*x with all of them?”
I looked at the older dude,’he looked curiously at us.
“Yes, I do. We’re a unit,” Isha said.
“It isn’t really any of their business,” Dawson said loudly for the others to hear.
“Dawson, don’t be rude. I’m not ashamed of our relationship. If they have questions, let them ask,” Isha said. He smirked
at her and gave her a wink.
“So, you all share her, and you don’t get jealous of each other?” The thirty-something dude said.
“Well, we’re all in a relationship. They’re my boyfriends just as much as they are hers,” I said.
Mic smiled and leaned over to kiss my temple.
“Oh, you are all together, together,” the twenty-four-year-old woman said.
“Well,” Ford began.
“Yes, we’re all together, together. We love each other, like she said we’re a unit,” Dawson said. Ford, Mic and I beamed at
him. Isha leaned over and kissed his lips.
“That’s fascinating. That’s just like Savanna and her husbands from that homestead channel we watch Bri,” the
twenty-four-year-old woman said.
“Yeah, baby. Just like them. See, I told you it was socially acceptable,” her husband said to her. She looked over at us and then looked at Isha.
“Would you ever accept a woman in your unit?”
“Only if I knew her well, and we all agreed on it, but we’re comfortable how we are now,” Isha said, and we all nodded.
“My husband has a buddy and he has a wife. They’re really awesome. I like them a lot. They’ve expressed wanting to swap or become a couple with them. It’s something we’ve been discussing.”
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The thirty-somethings got called back, and I could tell they didn’t want to go. I chuckled.
“You’ll have to weigh the pros and cons. You’re pregnant. Will this happen now, or after the baby is born?” I asked.
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“I’m three months along right now. If we were going to do it, I’d want to do it before the baby was born. I’d like to see if we could make it as couples together. I really want to see my husband with her.”
Her husband blushed vividly.
“It’s hot dude, trust us,” Mic said.
“You ever heard of Club Vector?” Isha asked.
The man nodded, but the woman shook her head.
“Why don’t you guys take your friends on a date there? Get a room, put on a show. See if it’s something you are all willing to do moving forward afterward.”
“That’s a great idea, baby girl,” Mic said.
“If it doesn’t work out, you’ll know. It’ll just be a wild night you can remember when you’re old and reminiscing. Or you
might find that you like it, and have a whole new partnership with your buddy and his wife,” Ford said.
They got called back, the guy nodded his thanks. I think he really wants to try it out. I saw how he eyed the five of us. He’s interested in this lifestyle.
We were waiting for about ten more minutes when we were called back.
We were only in the back room for five minutes when a woman walked in with a white coat on. Her eyebrows rose at the sight of all of us.
“Hello, I’m Doctor Evans. Hi Isha, how are we feeling today?”
“I’m good, Doc,” she said. I cleared my throat and she grimaced.
“Um, what was that?” Doctor Evans asked.
“Hi, I’m Davis. These are our boyfriends, Mic, Ford and Dawson. We’re the fathers.”
“Okay, unusual but okay. No judgment here. In fact, good job,” she said to Isha, which had all of us chuckling.
“So, Isha went through an ordeal,” I started, when the doctor told us she was aware of the situation, which was a relief.
“She’s fainted a couple of times when she gets anxious or overly upset, and it’s worrying us,” I said.
“It isn’t a big deal, I’m just exhausted,” Isha said.
“Well, now it could be a very big deal, Isha. Let’s check your vitals.”
The guys and I stood back and let the doc do her thing. When she took Isha’s blood pressure she frowned a little. My heart rate picked up. I looked at Dawson, his brows furrowed. Mic was chewing on his bottom lip and Ford was biting his thumbnail. Signs that we were all worried and nervous.
“Isha, have you had some dizziness?”
Isha nodded.
“And you said you were exhausted. Are you fatigued all day?”
Isha nodded again.
“Okay, I’m going to be frank. Your body is going through some rapid changes with your pregnancy. It’s common for your blood pressure to fall below normal values in the first and second trimesters. When you’re pregnant, your blood vessels
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expand to ensure healthy blood flow goes towards the baby. However, with your other symptoms, I think you have something called syncope. It’s a condition of feeling faint and passing out. Make sure you are drinking plenty of water. Don’t stand for long periods of time. Lay on your side instead of your back. Eat at regular intervals to keep your blood sugars up. Stress needs to stay low. If you do get stressed out, sit down immediately, or if you’re already sitting, lie down
somewhere.”
“Okay, will this be for my whole pregnancy?”
“It should stabilize by the end of your second trimester, and into your third. You’ll be back to normal once you give birth. But I think with four wonderful men at your beck and call, you’ll be just fine. Now, would you like to hear the baby’s
heartbeat?”
“Yes,” the guys and I chimed in, making Doc Evans chuckle.
“Can we have an ultrasound too? I promised my boyfriend’s mom a picture and I want to give my mom and Nana one too.
“Sure we can do that.”
Isha lifted her t-shirt and lowered her leggings. The doc put some sort of gel on her belly and turned on the ultrasound
machine.
“Okay, ohh, looks like your little one has grown some in the last couple of weeks,” she said, moving the wand around on
Isha. I looked at the screen but had no idea what I was seeing.
“Dude, do you see anything?” Mic mumbled to me.
“No, you?” I asked, he shook his head. I looked at Ford and Dawson. They were moving their heads side to side, guess
they didn’t see anything either.
Suddenly, a whooshing sound came out of the machine.
“Here’s your Bean’s heartbeat.”
“It’s so fast,” I said in awe.
“That’s normal. We’re at a hundred and ten beats per minute. It’ll get higher as the pregnancy progresses. And here is
your little one,” she said, pointing out what looked like an actual bean on the screen.
“That’s why you call it Little Bean,” I said to Isha. She nodded, with tears in her eyes. I leaned down and kissed her pretty
lips.
“This is f*cking awesome,” Ford said. “Sorry Doc.”
“No need, I swear like a sailor outside the office.”
Dawson and Mic were hugging each other and slapping each other on the backs. I smiled, squeezing Isha’s hand.
The Doc printed out three pictures for us. She said she would see us at Isha’ three-month check-up, but if anything occurred, like more fainting, to contact her.
I kissed Isha real fast and followed the doc out of the room.
“Doc, um, can I ask you some questions?”
“Sure.”
“She’s not liking meat right now. How can we get more protein in her?”
“Eggs, protein shakes, peanut butter, beans, yogurt, cottage cheese, nuts, there are a lot of things. G*ogle can help you out with that.” I chuckled.
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“Okay, what about her mood swings? They’re all over the place. One minute she’s happy, the next, one of us says the wrong thing, and she bursts into tears. Or she’ll get really insecure all of a sudden.”
“That’s normal. All I can tell you is be mindful of what you are going to say to her. And don’t take it to heart.”
“Oh, okay. Um, one last thing,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck. This was a little embarrassing.
“You want to know about s*x right? Every dad wants to know how hard, or fast or delicate they should be. As long as Isha feels okay, keep giving it to her buddy,” she said, slapping me on the shoulder. The profound relief that went through
me had me relaxing.
“Okay, thanks doc.”
“Oh, and I’m sure with your guys’ dynamic you’re wondering if she can take more than one or two of you. You’re good to go in that area too, as long as she’s comfortable.” She gave me a thumbs up and turned to go to her next patient.
The door opened and Isha came out.
“Everything okay?” she asked.
“Everything is excellent. Let’s go get some ice cream.”
My Angel squealed, and I took her hand, happy I got my answers.
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