The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
YOUR SUGAR BABY WANNA BE Part 64. The pregnancy 2
In a week, we'll be married. His condition improved, he was no longer nauseous. He enjoys his days more now. I'm glad he started waking up early, eating a lot and getting excited again at work.
“Fabri, Eliza has not returned, usually at 7 she has arrived home?” Mom made a notice as soon as I arrived. Now that it was half-nine by the time I got home he wasn't home yet, he promised to be at the restaurant only until 7 and come back to rest.
I called him immediately.
“Iya, what's up.” He answered me while chewing.
“Vanilla, it's already half nine. You promised.”
“Oh, half nine.” It seemed that he was chatting until he forgot about time.
“Oh? You promised 7 hours of work.” She's quiet.
“Alright. I just talked too much with a customer.” Right guess.
“With wine?” I reminded him again.
“Of course not.”
“Good, if so go home.”
“I'm home now. Don't get angry, my Oven dear..” She hung up the phone and I got on top of the shower and then waited for her with Mama.
Before long he reached the bottom, it seems that he was chatting first with Mama. As usual, Mama always made sure her daughter-in-law knew there was food in the refrigerator to eat if she was hungry again. He went into the room and smiled at me.
“Darling don't break your curfew again, you promised.” I knocked his head with a pinch.
“Iya-iya alright, I'm sorry, I completely forgot the time. There was a friend who hadn't met in a long time.” If he had talked, forget everything.
“Already, go take a shower there.” I kicked him out, he passed to the bathroom with a big smile. His stomach has been seen a little, said the doctor 22 weeks but still a little sometimes I like to stroke it. But he can still wear old, loose-fitting clothes, or elastic pants. As long as he's comfortable, it's up to him.
Vanilla sat up to me as she finished her bath.
“You tired?” I automatically embrace it.
“Hmm no, I have too many vitamins I guess. But I don't refuse massage.” Vanilla grimaced wide, making me smile to myself. Basic spoiled, but no, I'm not distracted, I'm happy to make him happy.
“Next time you forget time again, no massage for you you understand, wayward wife.” Now I need to threaten him so he doesn't miss his hours too often.
“Understand-understand,.” He quickly nodded because he wanted to get a massage. And then muttered his ease due to the massage on his back.
“Subborn.” I tickled her and made her laugh. But then continue to massage him.
“I am spoiled for you Oven, where else can Vanilla be spoiled..” He's turning around to kiss me now. And then sit on my lap suddenly to kiss me more freely.
“Be careful, ..”Her stomach stuck to me scaring me that she was moving too suddenly. But he didn't care and kept kissing me.
“Oven, I miss you.”
“You don't pretend.” He hugged me tightly, making me worry about him stressing his stomach at me.
“Be careful Vanilla.” If followed actually I have a long desire to put it into my warmth again. But for the safety of our baby I was willing to wait longer, do it another way and now imagine warming it back up in a normal way, I can't control anything down there waking up to his naughty kiss.
“You always think of your baby more than I want... ” Suddenly his grunts made me furrow my eyebrows.
“Not so, I'm just afraid you're moving all of a sudden. If not how down there,.” I kissed her with anxiety, shifted her hips closer to me so she could feel it. She smiled now, and I didn't wait long to kiss her back, this time with a sigh that made me impatient to get started. But then I was scared.
“What's okay Vanilla,.” I'd rather stop myself than I'm sorry.
“Tak what is past 20 weeks. The doctor said it's okay not to be rude, you know, we do the soft version. I missed you my oven..” He giggles himself.
“Bad girl, you are, indeed very excited, but slow down..” I pulled her into the bed we gave her a more comfortable position, but now with her belly she looks very seductive. I gave him all the touches he wanted, making him beg to go straight to the main menu.
“Ehmm.. hurry.” Vanilla is impatient now. His groans tormented me and felt my blood rushing down there with a hot fondle later.
“Gosh!” Suddenly he stopped me from doing what he wanted.
“What? You in pain?” I was surprised when I had not done anything.
“She kicked?” I kept thinking who was kicking, before I realized she was talking about her baby kicking. I stopped seeing Vanilla holding her stomach. “You mean the baby. Did ya? Does it hurt?”
“It doesn't feel like a small ditoel.” He held her stomach.
“Where? Can I feel it too.” I'm holding her little belly now.
“That's why I don't think so, he just misses hearing his father's voice, maybe wants to get acquainted with you.”
“Hallo small baby. This is your Papa, you know little to bother.” Vanilla laughs. It seems like a new experience, for the first time he felt this “Is he still kicking?”
“Actually it may not be kicking, but I am starting to feel the movement.” She explained, obviously she read more about pregnancy than I did.
"Ohh he moves with his feet."
"Yes it's over 15cm long, and it's 300 grams now, he can stretch now, maybe that's what I feel like a kicking sensation."
“About him female or male.” We're talking about our son now.
“The doctor said maybe we can see her at USG in two weeks, but I think she's a girl. The Lola prayer that was granted.”
“I also think so actually.” We both laughed. I probably prefer a princess to be loved. Right, maybe this sister is playing to accompany Lola. “What is he still kicking in now?”
“Now, maybe not, tomorrow maybe you can feel it. But, there's something to go on dear, ..” He brought himself closer to me down there and made the outlet light up immediately because it was too hot and wet.
A groan of love was heard from Vanilla later. Indeed this must be continued, because otherwise his father would not be able to sleep tonight.