“Did you see Kim and Jon today?” Fran asked
Richie when they were getting ready for bed the next night.
“Uhm…yeah, …we spent most of the day
together…you too, darling?” Richie was a little confused. She shook her head.
“That’s not what I mean. Did you see how they
were behaving together?”
“I don’t know what you mean. They were normal.”
He answered and threw his shirt on the arm chair before getting rid of his
trousers.
“Oh..Richie…” she laughed lightly.
“What?”
“They were totally different than the other
days.” She pointed out and let a silk short negligee cover her naked body. He
swallowed hard.
“What do you mean?” it really started to get
hard for him to pay attention to their conversation.
“I mean, that they were so much closer. She was
looking for him…physically. They were glued together most of the time.”
“Really?” He watched her applying some body
lotion to her arms and legs. He nearly moaned when her hands slipped up to her
ass.
“Yes, Richie. I can’t believe you didn’t see
that. They were like before the incident in the parking lot. I’m sure they made
love the night before.” Fran told him with a hint of disbelieve in her voice.
For a man who is flirting so openly himself, he sure had a hard time seeing his
best friend doing it.
“Oh, so she told you.”
“No, she didn’t….Richie, what is wrong with
you?” Her husband was staring at her. Watching every move she was making.
“You are so damn sexy, Fran.” His voice was a
low growl when he walked towards her. She blinked surprised. She didn’t expect
this conversation turning into sex. To be honest she didn’t feel that sexy and
desirable the last couple days.
It was quite obvious by now that she was
pregnant. Her belly was growing bigger every day and as an result the first
stretch marks were showing, which she tried to keep in line by applying a
special oil to her belly twice a day.
And to top it all she started to retain some
water in her feet, legs, arms and hands. So she was definitely not in the sexy
mode right now.
“Uhm…thank you.” She replied a little unsure.
Rich chuckled and looked at her amused.
“Thank you?.. oh, Franny…what’s wrong?” he sat
down next to her on the edge of the bed and pulled her into his arms. She
sighed.
“I just don’t feel sexy these days…that’s all
Richie.” She told him softly.
“Really? But you are…in fact you get sexier
every day.”
“Yeah, right.” She laughed and crawled under
the covers.
“It’s true.” He protested when she sank down on
the pillows. She shook her head smiling.
“Well, that’s very sweet..but can we go to
sleep now?”
“Really?” he thought he could talk her into
love making.
“Really.” She told him and turned out the light
on her nightstand.
Rich still sat on the edge on the bed in the
low light coming from the lamp on the other side of the bed and looked at her a
little dumb folded. Maybe he needed to be more persuasive.
Slowly he walked around the bed and slid under
the covers after turning out the last light. He moved closer to her and pulled
her into his arms.
“Good night, Rich.” She pressed a soft kiss to
his lips and snuggled a little closer to him.
“Good night, darling.” He whispered.
After a few seconds his fingers started to run
lightly up and down her naked arm. She could barely feel the touch, but at the
same time it started something in her. Fran willed her body to relax.
Rich grinned in the dark. He turned his head a
little and kissed the soft spot behind her ear, down her neck. His other hand
ran over her belly and on every other move…a little lower.
“Rich…what are you doing?”
“Me? Nothing.” He answered all innocently.
“Yeah, right…” Fran whispered and pushed him
away. He groaned and already thought that was it for tonight, but to his
surprise he could feel his wife’s hand on his fastly hardening penis.
“Niiiiccceee…” she whispered and strangled his
hips with her legs.
“Oh, Fran….” Rich groaned when she let him slip
into her warm, wet pussy. His hands wandered up her legs to her hips and tried
to touch her breasts.
“No, Rich…they still hurt.” She pulled away
before he could reach them.
“I’m sorry, darling. I thought it would be
better by now.” It wasn’t easy for him not to touch her full breasts that were
bouncing just inches away from him, but it was something he had to get used to
in the last couple weeks. They were simply too sensitive.
“I need more, Richie…” she pressed down harder
on him.
“God, Fran…yes….”
“More…Richie…more….”
He grabbed her waist and set a faster pace. Slamming
into her every time she moved down again. Sweat was running down his chest and
all you could hear was the moaning and pleading of his wife while he rode her.
“Yes…yes..Richie…yes…. God…yeeeeesssss.” She
yelled when the orgasm hit her hard. She trembled and collapsed forward when he
was following her over the edge.
Carefully he wrapped her arms around her and
let her sank onto the mattress. He had just covered them with the thin sheets
when he heard a hesitant knock at the door.
“Mommy? Are you ok?” he could hear Jason’s soft
voice. Richie jumped out of bed, put his pants on and tried to think of an
excuse for Fran’s screams. When he opened the door he not only saw the boy, but
his daughter, who was just taking the Jason back to bed.
“Uhm…Ava?”
“It’s ok, dad….. Just a little loud.” She
winked at him before closing the door to Jason’s bedroom. She missed Richie’s
mouth drop open and his face turning deep red.
