This is a work of fiction with just enough truthfulness to be believable. Anyone engaged in sexual activities are of at least 18 years of age.

We slept spooning in her double bed, and we both barely slept. Every time I got even remotely hard during the night, we made love. The same was true for all day Saturday. The only time we left her bedroom was to either eat, get a drink, or use the bathroom. I even made love to her at the kitchen sink as she prepared a meal. By the time Sunday rolled around her pussy had more use in 30 hours than in the all of the years since she'd lost her virginity at 18.

Sunday morning after one last love making session, I reluctantly had to disentangle myself from her gorgeous albeit cum soaked body, go shave and shower after giving her a kiss. She looked so sexy laying on her stomach watching me head to the shower. That's when I noticed then the "glow" grandma had spoken of, and I found it incredibly sexy. When I got out, she was in the kitchen fixing breakfast. We ate, and made small talk. After breakfast she went to shower. We both dressed for church and I loaded my bags into her jeep.

We attended services at her church in Memphis and then headed for the airport. I got checked in and we went to the gate and waited for boarding call. We made small talk and when it seemed appropriate I told her about the glow that grandma had spoken of and that I'd noticed it that morning. I told her that I thought that we'd been successful and that she was pregnant. She laughed it off but I took her hands in mine looked her in the and said "Kate, you're positively glowing." She leaned in and kissed me and thanked me for my contribution. I kissed her back and told her that it was my pleasure.

At about that time they announced the boarding, and when they called my row I kissed her goodbye and told her that I loved her and that I hoped the best for her and our child, and rested my hand on her belly. I could see tears in her eyes as we parted and I got into the boarding line and the last I saw of her as I boarded was of her wavering goodbye and telling me that she loved me too.

The whole flight back to San Antonio my mind rolled over the implications of the last week. On final approach to San Antonio I decided that I liked what happened that week and that I couldn't wait for my next leave in about a month after I completed Air Base Ground Defense School.

End for now.