Tina's Story Chapter 35 Preperations
It is early on a weekday evening. Ray and Tina are at home. Ever since she became pregnant, Tina has been a hybrid hot water bottle. Tonight, she is laying on the living room floor, naked, belly down, tail in the air. She has pictures of their new house spread out, while looking through home decorating magazines.....
"You're not cold?" Ray asks incredulously
"No, warm" Tina feigns fanning herself.
Ray looks over at Tina and smiles. At times, she is so like a little girl, laying on the floor with her pictures. this little girl however, has a very cute bottom, and with her tail lifted as it is, Ray can see right into, well, what you would expect Ray to be able to see into. What he sees is very pink, and very open....
"Found what you're looking for yet?"
"I'll know it when I see it" Tina gives her usual answer.
"Can we at least get air conditioning?"
"Only if you can't see it"
"You want to leave it just like it is?" Ray asks
"I want it to look just like the pictures" Tina replies "I want it to look English, just like it would have been in the 40s and 50s....."
"At least we're updating the kitchen" Ray asks cautiously
"Well, I guess. But I want a big, fancy old fashioned stove...."
"Because that's what was in the books?"
"Yes" Tina has stopped answering questions, and has gone back to her pictures...Ray, however, has his secret weapon.
"Wanna eat?"
"You buying?"
"Yup"
"Where we going?" she asked,
"Hennibana"
"Hennibana?"
Ray had set the hook. Now that she was pregnant, Tina ALWAYS wanted to eat. And there was nowhere she loved more than Hennibana. Hennibana was a chain of Japanese hibachi style steakhouses. This is the place where the chef prepares your meal in front of you, while putting on a preformance....
"I'm getting dressed...."
Tina was gone in a flash. She grabbed a little black slip dress. It was short and tight. Tina still looked good in it, with her little six month melon sized belly perfectly showcased in black spandex.
"Ready!"
Ray had not even moved, so fast was Tina.
"Ok, hon, let me get a jacket....."
Ray put on a jacket, Tina went as she was. They went downstairs, and got in the Miata for the trip across town. Once they got there, they were seated at the hibachi table, with a family, and another couple. Ray ordered a Jack Daniels, Tina, a Shirly Temple in a tall glass, with an umbrella, and a plastic monkey hanging on the rim.
From the moment they arrived, Tina was fascinated by this magical place. She had been several times, but she never tired of the show. And the show never changed, but Tina loved it just the same. there was the juggling of the knives. There was the volcano made from an onion. the chef catching an egg in his chef's hat. The shrimp tail in his pocket. Seeing if the diners can catch a shrimp in their mouth. And Ray drank, while the chef shot saki in his mouth, while the other diners cheered him on. Tina ordered steak and shrimp, Ray, lobster and filet mignon. Ray and Tina had a ball, right to the very end....
"Ready to go?" Ray asked
"Uh huh" Tina smiled, happy and full
"You're not wearing any panties" Ray observed
"you noticed" Tina giggled
"Start worrying when I don't" Ray laughed
They headed home to the apartment. Once they got inside the door, Ray took Tina in his arms, without so much as turning on the lights. He kissed her, not in the way a husband kisses a wife, but in the way a sailor kisses his girlfriend when he's been at sea for months....
"Ohhhhhh" Tina swooned
Tina kissed Ray back, holding him tight, running her leg up his inner thigh, and slipping him some tongue. As she did, her little stretch mini dress road up, to where it no longer cover her kitty. Ray noticed immediatly...
"Look who's peeking out" Ray said with a smile
"kitty misses you"
"If I don't come to kitty, kitty comes to me....."
His wife just smiled....Ray then picked her up, and carried her to the bed. Tina lay on the bed, pussy exposed for Ray's pleasure. Ray got up on the bed, dropped his pants, and entered Tina in one, uninterrupted motion.
"Ahhhhhhh"
This time, it was Ray who smiled. He started making love to her slowly. It was very comfortable. Tina was incredibly wet, and there was just enough friction to keep it fun. Tina, for her part, lay back, closed her eyes, and just murred contentedly. Sometimes she stroked Ray's still hairless thighs as they f*cked. It was all very mellow, two people, very much in love making gentle unhuried love. Almost a half hour came and went before Tina felt Ray come inside her. He lay there, still inside her, when eventually he found Tina's erect little clit, and sucked on it. Tina stiffened immediatly. He felt the firm part of her tummy tense. Her face scrunched, her legs drew up and Ray's head was trapped between her knees....
"Ughhhhhhhhh"
And then it was done. Tina lay in total collapse, a sweet little smile on her Poodle face. Ray held her close.
Tina moved close to Ray's side. She sucked at his nipple....
"Cuddles"
Ray brought his wife even closer, holding her gently, but firmly to his side. Tina fell asleep there, still with her lips at his nipple. Ray stayed awake for some time, just watching his beloved Tina, happy as she could be.
Meanwhile, across town, Lydia is in her bedroom, on the phone.....
"Sean, I'm pregnant. Yes, I'm sure. the morning after, I went to the bathroom to...check myself, and I was bleeding. I was in heat...."
Lydia had this unique ability. Pregnant three times before, she always knew the minute she was pregnant. This time, too. Laying in bed, after their sex, feeling the warmth of Sean's sperm spreading inside her, she knew. Sometimes, perhaps, it's just a woman thing. You know. At first, she was scared. It took her several weks to go to the doctor. She had the test, but she ddin't need to. She already knew. There was a time, just a little time, when she wished it away. But then, she asked the doctor if they could tell the sex....It was a girl. Lydia had always hungered for a girl. She had long ago given up on the dream. But now, she carried that new life within her...a girl!
"Well, Lovey, what do you want to do......?
From the very first night, Sean had given her a pet name. He called her 'Lovey' as he entered her sex. Lydia liked it. It made her feel wanted, loved...But now, what to do?
"I guess....we should talk."
Sean agreed; they would get together to talk. But there was more to this equation. Much more. Lydia left the bedroom, confused and scared. It must have shown, because Colleen immediatly picked up....
"What's the matter, dear? It looks like you just lost your best friend."
Lydia gave a sad smile.
"I may have."
"Talk to me...."
Lydia sat down next to Colleen. Colleen was wearing a sheer pegnoir set, with maribou trim. Lydia wore a T shirt nightgown, lavender, with a picture of a duck, in curlers and nightgown, and a cup of coffee, bearing the legend 'I don't do mornings'
"Lydia, what is it?"
Colleen held Lydia close to her furry chest, as the Afghan wept. She cried and cried. Finally, Colleen asked again...
"Tell me, hon. honestly, nothing can be THAT bad....."
"I'm pregnant"
Colleen remained silent for some time, letting the full impact of her words sink in...
"Sean?"
Lydia lifted her tearfull face long enough to nod in the affirmative. Colleen held her close, feeling the strangest mix of emotions that she had ever experienced.