sex tomorrow and then pool sex. Lucky
didn’t know it, but I had a thing for public sex; not that I was a pervert, I
didn’t want anyone to see, but there was a thrill in the possibility. I yawned
and smiled at my thoughts as I closed my eyes. I had a feeling the dreams I was
about to dream would have nothing to do with my mother or Noah.
***
“Wakey
wakey, darling.” Lucky was standing over me with a plate in her hand. I yawned
as I sat up and looked out the window in surprise. The sun was shining
brightly, and I looked at my watch. It was 11 a.m. I never slept this late.
“Morning.”
I smiled at her lazily, taking in her disheveled appearance. She was wearing my
shirt and she looked sexy as hell with half the buttons open. I tried to be
casual and stared down her shirt, trying to catch a glimpse of her naked
breasts. Her hair hung across her shoulders in big curls, and the top of her
head was a frizzy mess. She looked at me with a huge smile and her makeup-free
face radiated pure love. This was a look I would never get tired of seeing. I
was so used to dating womenwho had on a full
face of makeup when I woke up. There was something so unnatural in waking up to
a woman with perfect hair and makeup and minty fresh breath.
“Are
you hungry?” She nodded to the plate in her hands and I laughed.
I
was hungry all right, but I didn’t think she was talking about the same thing I
was. There was something to be said about dating a woman who was a bit
innocent, well innocent compared to the women I usually dated. Most of the time,
I woke up to a woman riding me or giving me a blow job, not serving me
breakfast in bed.
“Very,
thanks.” I took the plate from her and my stomach grumbled at the sight of
bacon, eggs, and toast. I guess I really was hungry. “Do you want some?” I
mumbled between mouthfuls.
She
laughed and sat next to me on the bed. “I had some cereal already.”
She
stared at me and I tried not to watch as my shirt rose up her legs. Was she
wearing panties under the shirt? My mind was once again off of the food in
front of me and on her. I shook my head mentally and smiled to myself. Lucky
would kill me if she knew I was thinking about the state of her underwear as
opposed to the food on the plate.
“This
is delicious.” I finished the last of the toast and licked my lips.
“I
don’t burn everything.” She smiled, looking at my empty plate in satisfaction.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Magnificently,”
I said truthfully. “Can you pass me my phone, please?”
“Sure.”
She grabbed my phone from the side table and passed it to me.
“I’m
going to call the doctor.”
“Oh?”
“To
see if we’re going to be parents.” My heart skipped a beat as I realized just
how real a possibility this was.
“We
can just take a test.”
“I
want us to be sure.” I dialed the numbers on the phone and waited for it to
ring. “Hi, can I make an appointment for my girlfriend? We want to do a
pregnancy test.” I spoke as soon as the receptionist answered.
“There
are no appointments available today, sir.”
“I
see,” I sighed. “When’s the next available? I’ll pay any price.”
“We
have one the day after tomorrow at 9 a.m.”
“We’ll
take it.”
“And
your name is?”
“It’s
for Zane and Lucky Beaumont.” I spoke without thinking and I looked up to see
Lucky staring at me in amusement. “We’ll see you in a few days.” I hung up and
pulled Lucky towards me. “We’ll know in a few days.”
“Yes,
Mr. Beaumont.” She winked at me and I realized what I had said. I had called
Lucky my wife—well, had given her my last name.
“Sorry
about that.” Don’t get any ideas, I
thought to myself hurriedly. I wasn’t sure how panicked I would feel if Lucky
started pushing for marriage.
“No
worries.” She smiled and gazed up at me. “Try not to look like you just struck
a deer though.” She laughed and I kissed her hard.
“All
I want to do is make love
didn’t know it, but I had a thing for public sex; not that I was a pervert, I
didn’t want anyone to see, but there was a thrill in the possibility. I yawned
and smiled at my thoughts as I closed my eyes. I had a feeling the dreams I was
about to dream would have nothing to do with my mother or Noah.
***
“Wakey
wakey, darling.” Lucky was standing over me with a plate in her hand. I yawned
as I sat up and looked out the window in surprise. The sun was shining
brightly, and I looked at my watch. It was 11 a.m. I never slept this late.
“Morning.”
I smiled at her lazily, taking in her disheveled appearance. She was wearing my
shirt and she looked sexy as hell with half the buttons open. I tried to be
casual and stared down her shirt, trying to catch a glimpse of her naked
breasts. Her hair hung across her shoulders in big curls, and the top of her
head was a frizzy mess. She looked at me with a huge smile and her makeup-free
face radiated pure love. This was a look I would never get tired of seeing. I
was so used to dating womenwho had on a full
face of makeup when I woke up. There was something so unnatural in waking up to
a woman with perfect hair and makeup and minty fresh breath.
“Are
you hungry?” She nodded to the plate in her hands and I laughed.
I
was hungry all right, but I didn’t think she was talking about the same thing I
was. There was something to be said about dating a woman who was a bit
innocent, well innocent compared to the women I usually dated. Most of the time,
I woke up to a woman riding me or giving me a blow job, not serving me
breakfast in bed.
“Very,
thanks.” I took the plate from her and my stomach grumbled at the sight of
bacon, eggs, and toast. I guess I really was hungry. “Do you want some?” I
mumbled between mouthfuls.
She
laughed and sat next to me on the bed. “I had some cereal already.”
She
stared at me and I tried not to watch as my shirt rose up her legs. Was she
wearing panties under the shirt? My mind was once again off of the food in
front of me and on her. I shook my head mentally and smiled to myself. Lucky
would kill me if she knew I was thinking about the state of her underwear as
opposed to the food on the plate.
“This
is delicious.” I finished the last of the toast and licked my lips.
“I
don’t burn everything.” She smiled, looking at my empty plate in satisfaction.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Magnificently,”
I said truthfully. “Can you pass me my phone, please?”
“Sure.”
She grabbed my phone from the side table and passed it to me.
“I’m
going to call the doctor.”
“Oh?”
“To
see if we’re going to be parents.” My heart skipped a beat as I realized just
how real a possibility this was.
“We
can just take a test.”
“I
want us to be sure.” I dialed the numbers on the phone and waited for it to
ring. “Hi, can I make an appointment for my girlfriend? We want to do a
pregnancy test.” I spoke as soon as the receptionist answered.
“There
are no appointments available today, sir.”
“I
see,” I sighed. “When’s the next available? I’ll pay any price.”
“We
have one the day after tomorrow at 9 a.m.”
“We’ll
take it.”
“And
your name is?”
“It’s
for Zane and Lucky Beaumont.” I spoke without thinking and I looked up to see
Lucky staring at me in amusement. “We’ll see you in a few days.” I hung up and
pulled Lucky towards me. “We’ll know in a few days.”
“Yes,
Mr. Beaumont.” She winked at me and I realized what I had said. I had called
Lucky my wife—well, had given her my last name.
“Sorry
about that.” Don’t get any ideas, I
thought to myself hurriedly. I wasn’t sure how panicked I would feel if Lucky
started pushing for marriage.
“No
worries.” She smiled and gazed up at me. “Try not to look like you just struck
a deer though.” She laughed and I kissed her hard.
“All
I want to do is make love
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