After we got home and got comfortable, we snuggled together on the couch in the family room, soon to be a room that would live up to its name as we started to bring new lives into our home. We were sitting kind of sideways so we could stretch out our legs, with Dar leaning back into me and my hands were caressing her tummy, showing signs of our child growing there. She loved the attention and then when I rubbed in a lotion to limit stretch marks, Dar made low mewling sounds with a soft smile on her face. It was a peaceful time for us, the last few months before our lives would get very hectic for a long time to come.
I kissed her cheek while we watched a movie on cable and she pushed back warmly into my body. “Mickey, am I pushing you too much? Do you really want to be a lawyer? Please be honest with me.”
“Well, to be completely honest, it was something I wanted when I was in college. I kind of let it go in my junior year; at that time, I didn’t feel the desire to go to school for another three years. I figured I didn’t need it and I just wanted to make money.” My hands stopped moving over her stomach and Dar was still as well, listening to me carefully. Her hands were resting on mine. “I kind of forgot about the whole idea in the following years. And then we met again, and life went from good to great and I figured this is what I’m going to be, a political consultant. Aside from the traveling, I like it.” I shifted around under Dar, and she turned her head so we could look each other in the eye. “Dar, when this offer came last week, it was completely out of left field. I didn’t see this coming in any way. Honey, I’ve thought about this in my own private moments, just like we’ve discussed it, the two of us. I know you want this for me, and I don’t ever want you to think you’re pushing this on me. Because I want it too. Straight truth. I want this. For me because I’ve always been interested in law. And I also want it for us, for our family. And, my love, I want it for you. I want to make you proud of me every day of our lives.”
“Silly Bunny” she said with tears in her eyes. “I’d be proud of you whatever you chose. I’d be proud of you if you wanted to be a construction worker or a ditch digger as long as you did it as best you could. That’s all I want from you, Bunny. Your very best at whatever you do.” Her eyes were warm and full of adoration.
I caressed Dar’s cheek, slightly darker brown that her usual skin tone from the blood rushing to her face. “Dar, my darling, may I take you to bed? I don’t care if we make love. I just want to cuddle with you and show you how much I love you.”
“You don’t want to make love to me, Bunny? Don’t you find me attractive?” She had a cute pout on her face that covered her smile. “I can make you feel very good tonight, like almost every night.”
“Well, if you insist…” I helped her turn to me and we kissed in long and loving, hungry and eager kisses. I shut the television and the lights and we walked hand in hand up the stairs. We didn’t talk, we didn’t need to say anything. The touch of our hands said everything on our way to our bedroom. In bed, however, we found other ways to say a whole lot more.
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A few weeks later we went for an ultrasound and we found out everything was developing perfectly normally, a strong heartbeat, everything in the right place…and we found out we were having a daughter! A precious little girl for us to pamper and raise to be a sweet little lady! Dar and I hugged and kissed and cried, not exactly an unusual occurrence in the tech’s office. She smiled in a way that said she saw it all the time. It was late in the afternoon, so we headed right for Jack and Yasmin’s home, where my parents were already waiting to get the big news. To say they were all excited is a huge understatement. It was especially so for my mom.
Mom was crying when she hugged me and kissed my cheek. “Mickey, I was hoping for a girl” she said in a low voice. “Ever since Lisa passed, I’ve hoped for another little girl in the family. Darejani is like my daughter, but she’s an adult. You’re both making me so happy.” She was sobbing by then and I had to hug her tight to get her to calm down a little bit before my father took her from me. One day I hoped to add a boy or two to our family, but I was thrilled to give this ‘gift’ to my mother.
Yasmin was just as emotional and she hugged me just as tight as my mother had, then big ‘manly’ handshakes from my dad and from Jack. I said to myself to hell with that and I hugged both of them. My dad had been the best role model for me my entire life and Jack had become much more than a cousin in the last two years, since my wedding.
Speaking of which: the following week, Monday, was our second wedding anniversary. The Saturday before Mahtab (Dar’s cousin) and her husband Bijan threw us an anniversary party with our friends all invited. We took the opportunity to let everyone know we were expecting a girl, saving us a lot of phone calls. It was a fun, kind of raucous night, and Dar drove home since I had a little too much to drink.
When we got home, I was feeling very amorous towards my gorgeous wife. I locked up and turned off lights, set the alarm, and by the time I got upstairs, it was obvious Dar was in the same mood. She had changed quickly into a hot pink silk short nightie, the type that barely came to her thighs. It was designed for pregnancy, with plenty of room in the middle for her growing tummy. “Bunny, go into the bathroom, please? I’m not quite done getting ready for bed. Notice I did not say SLEEP. We’re not going to sleep yet.” Her color was high and her smile was broad and hungry.
I smiled at her and said “Funny, the same thing was on my mind tonight. Sleep is the furthest thing from my thoughts. But you’d better hurry it up, my Darling Dar. Or I might have to go out and prowl the streets for a different partner.” I spanked her very lightly as I walked by her and into the bathroom.
“If you think you can find a naughtier partner tonight, go ahead!” she teased. “But she has to be nastier than I will be with you!” Fat chance of that. She was in a particularly wanton mood. Hell, so was I.
I got out of my suit, leaving the clothes in a heap on the bathroom floor. Then I brushed and peed, washed up and went to meet my Love wearing just my boxers. She still had her makeup on and she added a pair of pink stockings to go with the nightie she was wearing. I smiled lecherously at her and said “My Darling Dar. You look good enough to eat.”
“I was counting on that, my wicked Bunny. Then I’m counting on you to fuck me. Very hard. I’ve been feeling very hot all evening and my fire needs to be quenched.” She then licked her lips and we both giggled as I took her in my arms and kissed her with my own burning hot desires.
We stumbled back and fell on the bed, moaning breathing hard as we touched each other with skilled hands and rubbing our legs together. I could feel a little dampness on my knee from her bare pussy and she could definitely feel my throbbing hardness on hers. “Remind me I have to taste you tonight” she gasped before she kissed me again, hard.