by Al Sloane
This guy had been there forever. Next to the laundromat, just below the freeway entrance.
Wendy didn't see any of that. She saw the In-N-Out on the other side of the laundromat.
"I want one. I want one."
We'd been to In-N-Out once before, the night I picked her up. She looked like she'd walked to California from Texas. He clothes were torn and dirty, she was way past skinny; scrawny would be a better description. They make the best burgers around and it was our first stop after I picked her up. She got a Double-Double, fries and a strawberry shake.
We parked the car and walked over to the window. There was usually a shitload of cars in each drive-thru lane so the window was faster. We ordered what she got last time, I got a Double-Double and chocolate shake.
We got our food and decided to sit at one of the tables rather than take it in the store. Eating in her car was forbidden. Wendy went for the shake and couldn't get the fries down quick enough. Two bites and she pushed the hamburger aside.
"We should have gotten you a six by six."
"What's a six by six?"
"Six hamburger slices, six cheese."
"Wow. I wouldn't even be able to get that in my mouth. Do they really make that?"
"I've heard they'll make a 12 by 12. High School kids make bets on who can eat the biggest one. I imagine they'll make one as large as you want if you're willing to pay for it."
I finished up her burger and we walked over to the waterbed store. The guy inside was about my age.
I saw one waterbed on display. All the rest of the frames I saw had standard mattresses in them. The one I noticed had three prices for different sizes. The low price was $499.
"I've got a California King and need a new mattress. I found some water in the liner yesterday."
He looked at me like I was sent by God. I guess there aren't many of us left.
"Do you want standard or waveless."
"I've used standard all my life. That'll be fine."
"I've got one with a 2 year guaranty, another that's more sturdy that has ten years."
"How much are we talking?"
"The basic is $69.99, the deluxe is $99.99."
I'd paid either $59.99 or $69.99 almost 20 years ago. I decided to take the deluxe.
I got the algaecide (6 month, 1 year or permanent? - permanent) and the bill came to $115 with tax. And people were spending $500 on mattresses to fill their frames.
We pulled out of the lot and I told Wendy to make a left turn.
"I thought your house was up that way."
"We're not going to my house yet."
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see when we get there."
"I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me where first."
"OK."
"Well go on, tell me."
"No."
"You dweeb." She stuck her tongue out and made the left turn.
We got to the San Bernardino freeway and I had her go west. We got off a few exits up and worked our way over to the West Covina Mall. Well, it used to be the West Covina Mall. Now it was Westfield Shopping Town. Just like another 50 or so Westfield Shopping Towns across the country. I had her park close to one of the entry points and we got out of the car.
"OK. We're here. What do you need?"
"Stuff."
"Damn you. You're not going to tell me, are you?"
"Nope."
"Dweeb." Again with the tongue. Her curiosity had her, she couldn't help but follow me.
We passed a few stores devoted to children and newborns. I let her stop and pick up the stuff and go "Ooh" and "Ahh." She had a big smile plastered on her face.
I finally saw it. I didn't know what it would be called but I knew it was there. This one was so simple, I could have guessed the name. Wendy was paying attention to the windows we were passing, not the stores down the way.
We got close and I asked her when she was going to take off from work. She was busy talking to me and didn't see the store come up on us. I interrupted her mid-sentence.
"Good. Well, here we are." I guided her through the door.
Wendy looked all around her trying to figure out where we were. She saw the Sign on the wall that said "MOTHERHOOD MATERNITY" and her face lit up. And then she started noticing the clothes on the racks.
Again with the "Ooh" and "Ahh." I pulled a couple of $100 bills out of my pocket.
"Get whatever you want. But remember how fast you're growing. Don't buy a bunch of stuff that won't fit in two weeks."
I'm not saying it was the money, but a saleswoman came up and introduced herself. Anita looked to be in her early 30s and she was gorgeous. Wendy looked at me, nodded toward Anita and smiled.
"Don't even think about it. We haven't even had a chance to figure out what to do with June yet."
Anita said "June?"
"Don't worry about it. She's always trying to set me up with other women."
She responded with a subdued "Oh." I could tell she was checking me out, trying not to look too obvious.
"Wendy's going to make the final choices, but I'd like to find something that can grow with her. She was just starting to show two weeks ago and you can see how big she is now." I pointed at the hat. "She also likes to advertise that she's pregnant."
Anita smiled. "I'm sure we can find exactly what you need. I've been through it three times." She looked at Wendy. "Is this your first?"
"No, I had a son thirty years ago. I'm sure maternity clothes have changed since then."
"Well, the basics are the same, but yes, there have been some changes."
Wendy would have taken half the stuff in the store, whether it fit her or not. If it said something she liked or thought was cute, she wanted it.
Anita was good. She didn't let Wendy take anything that she didn't need or wasn't going to last.
Not that she didn't let Wendy buy anything. By the time she added tax to the total it was just under $220. Wendy started pawing through to see what she could get by without.
I gave Anita a twenty. I admired her for figuring out how much extra she could get away with. I smiled at her as I gave her the 20 and she smiled right back. It was well worth it for the smile and hug I got from Wendy.
Wendy asked Anita if she could wear something home and got the go ahead. She went into the changing room and came out with a shirt that said EXPECTING TROUBLE. I had Anita ring up a shirt I'd hidden for me while Wendy was busy.
We were about two thirds of the mall from the entrance we'd come in. I turned that way as we left the store.
Wendy grabbed my arm and looked at me with a sad expression on her face.
"Couldn't we just go down to the end and then come back?"
"I suppose."
"Oh goody." She almost jumped in my arms.
We paraded down to the end of the mall and back with Wendy proudly holding onto my arm, a big smile on her face and her stomach just a little bit larger, proudly proclaiming that she was EXPECTING TROUBLE.
About halfway back we came up on an Orange Julius stand.
"I want one of those."
We finally made it out to the car. I put her goodies in the trunk and we headed home.
On the way I was resting my hand on her leg. She jumped a bit.
"Ooh. Did you feel that?"
"What?"
"She kicked. She's been doing that a lot lately."
She grabbed my hand and held it against her belly. I felt a definite kick.
"Yeah. I felt that one. Are you sure it's not a boy?"
"Nope. I'm going to have a girl."
"Probably a bull dyke."
If she could have fried me with her look, she would have. She was quiet the rest of the way. I kept my hand in my lap.
The mattress had reinforced corners so it was easier to place than the standard one. I remember having to wrestle a half full mattress to fit the frame last time I went through this.
I filled it up with hot water, then topped it off with cold whe
n we ran out. It felt just about right. A couple of degrees cooler than it had been before but that was fine. We were going through another of our hot spells and the cool mattress would feel good. The heater would gradually bring it to the right temperature.
After I got the water going to fill the mattress, I apologized for calling our daughter a dyke and talked Wendy into giving me a fashion show with all the stuff she bought. I didn't have to work too hard to convince her, she was dying to show it to me anyway. I was surprised how much she'd come away with for $220. I was sure this wasn't the last lot of clothes we'd need. I knew we'd be back to see Anita soon.
Chapter 3
I hadn't seen the final thing she modeled for me when she was in the store. I wasn't the only one who liked to make secret purchases.
It was an emerald green nightgown. Layer upon layer upon layer of see through material that, added together promised everything but showed nothing. It almost reached the floor. With her blazing red hair, green eyes and pregnant glow, I was hard as a rock in seconds. If she told me it was custom designed for her, I would have believed it.
She stood sideways and pulled out the gown from her stomach. She could expand a foot or two and still wear it, not that I would ever suggest she would grow that much. I knew it would look just as sexy at eight and a half months as it did now. And that we'd have many wonderful nights that would include this amazing garment.
Her eyes showed desire, lust, love, a little playfulness.
"Is that mattress full yet?
'It sure is."
"Well, what are we doing out here?"
"I was watching a fashion show. Now I'm going to put some sheets on the mattress. And then I'm going to ravish you."
"Oooh. I like being ravished."
She actually helped with the sheets. Well, just the one that covers the mattress. The others would only get messed up. I did cover a couple of pillows.
The mattress was full. The sheet was nice and taut. The mattress gave very little when I lay down. Not like the old mattress and nothing like the partially drained one we struggled to make love on earlier.
I had my usual shorts and golf shirt on. Wendy had her miracle nightgown. She lay down next to me.
"It smells."
"Yep. It's the vinyl. Kind of like a new car smell only it's a new mattress smell. You should feel honored to be invited to break it in."
"If I remember right, I'm the one who invited you."
"You're confusing facts with romance, my dear. The point is, you're here, I'm here, you like being ravished and I love to ravish you."
"Mmmm. So start ravishing."
I reached over and moved a few strands of red hair off her face. Using the same finger, I slowly drew designs on her skin. She closed her eyes.
"Mmmmmm."
I leaned over and used my lips. Slowly, feather light, dragging them on her cheeks, under her eyes, over her nose. No kissing, the lips barely opened. I moved down and got as much of her neck as I could reach.
"Mmmmmm."
Back up, over her chin, a tiny kiss on the lips, opening mine a only quarter inch or so. Then a light flick of my tongue on her lips, one side to the other. Her lips opened halfway across and her tongue touched mine.
I pulled her closest arm away from her body, gently resting her hand in mine. Her nightgown covered the top part of her bicep.
Gentle kisses, barely moving my lips. First her bicep, then the rough part of her elbow. Inside, I flicked from 2 inches below her elbow to the start of her bicep with my tongue. She made a noise as she took an unexpected breath.
More kisses down the arm to her hand. A kiss down each finger, then I took, one at a time, each finger completely inside my mouth, then withdrew while applying suction.
"Mmmmmm."
I lay her arm down by her side and reached over to the other bicep, rolling her over so she was on her side, facing me. I pulled the new arm over and did the same as with the old.
I finally ran out of arms and fingers. The only thing still exposed was her feet.
I moved down to the bottom of the bed, just my chest remaining on the mattress. I picked up one foot and gently blew all over it.
"Mmmmmm."
Next, gentle kisses, all over the top. Then the bottom. Then a swipe up the middle of the sole with my tongue.
"Eeeekk!" She arched her back.
"Damn. I felt that all the way up my spine!"
Her toes were a lot tighter together than her fingers but I did my best to duplicate the mini blow jobs I'd given her fingers.
Now to the other foot for a repeat. When I used my tongue on her sole, she didn't arch up but I got a "Oh uuh uhh uhh uhhh," kind of broken up by her intake of breath.
That was all the exposed areas. I lifted the hem of her nightgown and slid it up about a foot. Wendy sat up and reached down to pull it up. I took both her hands in mine and put them down at her sides, then pushed her back onto the mattress.
"Ssshhhh"
I kissed all available areas on both legs. Gently, my lips just a whisper on her skin.
I went to lift the front hem some more but her legs on the back part were preventing it from moving up. She raised her knees up, freeing the back hem. I moved it all up above her knees, then gently moved them back down to the mattress. More kisses, including her kneecaps. I could smell the scent of aroused woman.
I pulled her legs together, then started to lift up on one and push down and into her body with the other.
"Roll over."
She rolled over onto her stomach. Well, almost on her stomach. Her legs were flat but her torso was twisted a bit because of the baby.
I started with her heels and kissed my way up to her knees. I took her near leg and lifted her foot till it was about a foot off the bed. I then leaned down and bit the inside of her knee.
"Arrrggghhh."
Her foot shot up, making her knee close over my mouth. She twisted her body around and tried to reach my head with her hands.
"My God. What are you trying to do to me?"
"I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"No. You... I don't know what you did to me. God. I never felt anything like that. Like a shiver running up my spine but it was my whole body. I just lost control. I wouldn't have been surprised if I peed when you did that."
By this time she'd rolled over on her back. I lifted the nightgown to her stomach, exposing her sex. That addicting smell wafted around my head.
I moved back down to her knees and kissed my way up her legs. By now she was moving her hips, moaning. She wanted my head between her legs. Now.
I scooted up a bit and leaned over her pussy. It was engorged, the labia open. I could see the juices but the smell was overpowering. Not in a negative way. Wendy's pussy smells like ambrosia on a normal day. When she's dripping like this, the smell is almost intoxicating.
I leaned closer and glanced up at her. Her head was up off the bed, watching to see what I did. I looked back at my target and lightly blew on her open lips.
"Mmmmmm."
Using my finger I gently opened her labia, one at a time, playing with the different parts. As I moved her opening, I would gently blow.
"Pee eeete. Come on. Please"
I took pity on her and leaned closer. My tongue moved from bottom to top.
"Mmmmmm. More."
I leaned in and got to work. Her hips started moving faster. Soon she was lifting off the bed, thrashing from left to right. My arms were around her legs, my hands holding onto her butt. I took her clit in my mouth and sucked. She screamed and clamped her knees together. I kept up the suction until she pushed my head away from her.
"I need you inside me. Now."
We got her on her side and I got behind her. She lifted her top leg and I got between them and worked my prick into her pussy. It sank in with almost no resistance. She tightened her canal as I pulled out.
She was right on the edge. I'd stroked in and out three times when she came again. I slowed down and she was able
to whimper "Don't stop!"
I built up my speed. She would let me bottom out, then grab onto me as I pulled back. She had just settled down when she came again. Of course, her rhythm changed for a few thrusts until she was able to voluntarily tighten and loosen. She came twice more before I couldn't take any more and shot my load in her, pushing myself in as far as I could.
We both lay there trying to catch our breath. I eventually started to slide out of her. Wendy grabbed the back of her gown and lifted it up above her butt, rolling over on her back.
"Give me a Kleenex, please."
I grabbed the box off the headboard and offered it to her. She pulled 3 or 4 out and held them over her pussy. I went into the bathroom and got a warm washcloth and gave it to her, then went back in the bathroom and took care of myself.
Wendy came in and threw the washcloth in the hamper, then sat down on the toilet.
"I've got to get home. I've got work tomorrow."
"Don't you want to have some dinner?"
"Nah. I'll get something at home. I need to do some laundry and put away my new clothes before I go to bed. I've been getting sleepy earlier at night the past few weeks. I just seem to need more sleep."
She got dressed, putting on her EXPECTING TROUBLE shirt. I helped her take her goodies out to her car.
"Do you want help with the top?"
"No, I'm going to leave it down. It's a nice night."
She turned toward me and we kissed. This was the part I hated. Wendy going off and leaving me alone in my bed. I'd come to accept it and didn't say much about it anymore, but that didn't make me like it.
"Hey, you never told me what June said on the phone the night we went out. She didn't say anything at the game about us."
"Oh, we just talked. She's mixed up like you were. We need to get back together with her now that she's had a couple of weeks."
"Alright, give me a call tomorrow and we'll figure something out."
"OK."
I watched her get in her car and back out of the driveway. She drove down to the end of the block and turned right. I went back into my house and put the rest of my bedclothes on the bed.
Chapter 4
