Jenny's cozy home was transformed into a dimly lit, candle-filled sanctuary, the sultry sounds of Sade's "Smooth Operator" setting the mood. Jenny, heavily pregnant, waddled around the house, her swollen ankles protesting with every step. She cursed under her breath, rubbing her lower back. "This baby better be worth it, Mark," she called out to her husband.
Mark followed her, a concerned look on his face. "Here, let me give you a foot massage, Jenny." He reached for her foot, but Jenny playfully swatted him away. "I can't even feel my feet anymore, you idiot! And stop looking at me like I'm a beached whale."
Mark chuckled, holding his hands up in surrender. "Alright, alright. Let's try something else. How about some relaxation techniques?"
Jenny rolled her eyes, but agreed. "Fine. Dim the lights, light some candles, and put on that damn song again."
Mark did as he was told, and soon the room was filled with the sweet scent of vanilla candles and the sound of Sade's sultry voice. Jenny watched as Mark started to undress, a mischievous grin on her face. "Hold on there, cowboy. I'm the one who's supposed to be naked here."
Mark stopped in his tracks, a smirk on his face. "Oh, is that so? Well, let me help you with that." He walked over to Jenny, who was struggling to take off her maternity bra. It was stuck, and Jenny huffed and puffed, trying to free herself.
"Mark, can you please help me? I can't even undress myself anymore." Jenny's voice was laced with frustration, but Mark gently helped her take off her bra, and Jenny felt a sense of relief. She took a deep breath and let her body relax.
Mark started to rub her shoulders, and Jenny purred with pleasure. "Oh, that feels so good. Don't stop."
Mark worked his way down her body, massaging her aching muscles. Jenny started to feel a warmth building up inside of her. Mark reached her lower back, and Jenny gasped. "Oh, right there. That's the spot."
Mark continued to massage her, and Jenny started to feel a familiar sensation. She looked at Mark with a mischievous grin. "I think the baby's trying to make an entrance."
Mark looked worried, but Jenny reassured him. "Don't worry, it's just a false alarm. But maybe we can practice our breathing techniques."
They started to breathe together, in and out. Jenny felt a sense of calm wash over her. Suddenly, Jenny's water broke. Mark jumped up in shock. "Oh my god, the baby's coming!"
Jenny laughed. "No, it's just my water breaking. But I think we should call the midwife."
Mark helped Jenny to the phone, and she called the midwife. Jenny hung up the phone and looked at Mark. "Well, it looks like our blocked birth is about to get very real."
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