Pregnancy Obsession

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started and got myself cleaned up a bit and I was just waiting for her to arrive. Sure, Fiona was going to be paid for services rendered but that did not mean that I was to treat her like she was yesterday's trash. I really was on autopilot or something as I was setting the table as if I was hoping to be dining with my dearly departed wife. It looked as if I was going to have a nice romantic dinner. It was all ready now. I got the nonalcoholic wine and poured two glasses, checked in the meal and waited.
     
     

APPREHENSION
    Finally I heard the knock on the door. I went to open it and there she was. I invited her in and one of my many pets the cat Sqiggles came over to see who this new person was. Fiona seemed to love animals as she gave Squiggles a nice pat down. The cat was pleased and went to find her usual spot to relax. She looked around and saw that I had set up for dinner. Her eyes lit up.
    "Hello Max, this is a real beautiful home you have."
    "Thanks and I must say that your picture does not do you justice. You are so much more beautiful in person."
    She smiled shyly, "thank you."
    She really was a beautiful woman though. She had a beautiful figure and she was about 5' 9". I loved the way her breasts looked. They were so full and plump. That baby would have a ball. She had piercing blue eyes and blond hair. She kept it long and I loved it. She looked like she should be on the cover of one of the magazines I loved to look at in the pharmacy.
    "The dinner is almost ready. Would you like to have some wine, non-alcoholic of course while I sort that out?”
    "Oh, that would be great thanks."
    After she sat down, I went to finish preparing the dinner. While I was cooking, we kept on talking about nothing in particular. We spoke about football, local news, weather, stuff like that. I noticed that she was becoming more relaxed as we spoke. I could tell that she was educated and she was a good conversationalist. I really did enjoy speaking to her.
    Dinner was ready so we went to the table. We ate and she asked me a bit more about myself. I spoke about my wife, how I had met her and bit about how we finally ended up getting married. I also told her how I had been emotionally since she had died. Fiona understood well. It even seemed that she was on the verge of crying for me. I really did not want her to be sad.
    "Come on, enough of that sad talk," I said, "I am happy that you enjoyed the dinner I made."
    That seemed to perk her up a bit.
    "Go on and have a seat in the living room. We can have coffee and dessert out there."
    In the meantime I got the coffee brewing and put away the food we did not eat and I shared the dessert.
    "I bought the dessert okay. I am not the culinary guru that you think." I said to her.
    "Oh, that is quite fine. Dinner was a blast."
    When I went to the living room with dessert and coffee in hand she was sitting there rubbing her feet. Of course Squiggles was there getting her rub down. She looked up to see what I had brought in.
    "Nice, I love red velvet cake. Where did you buy this? Oh don't tell me, let me take a guess."
    She took her plate and tasted it.
    "I knew it; it is from Gianni's. They are the only ones who can do this cake right in my estimation."
    "Oh, you know your cakes. You go there a lot?" I asked.
    "Well, I used to, when things were different."
    We ate and talked. I asked her if she was okay as she had been rubbing her feet.
    "Oh, they are just a bit swollen. I take the bus around you know, my car has been out of commission for quite a while now. I also have to walk a lot so that causes it."
    "Oh, so you took a bus to come here."
    "Yes, I did."
    "Oh my gosh; you had quite a walk then. The bus stop is pretty far from here. Give me a minute."
    I went to get some soothing massage oil and a big towel.
    "Okay, let me have those feet."
    She did not protest. I took one foot and gently started to rub it and then I did the same to the other. I was pretty good at this as I had done this for my

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