eyebrows at her in a lecherous manner that made her smile. “Tonight’s going to be fun.”
Regan left the bathroom and gathered her clothes and accessories for the evening. Hoping to cheer herself up a bit, she bought an emerald green dress for the annual Decadence Christmas party. It had a halter-top and she bought matching green lingerie including a convertible bra so her straps wouldn’t show. Ordinarily she would go without, but hers breasts jiggled just a little too much lately to go braless. She had been pleasantly surprised to move up to a C cup for the first time ever. At least those hormones are good for something.
Rick hadn’t said anything but he seemed fascinated with her bigger boobs. Always claiming to be an ass man, he never complained about her B cups. Now he seemed to be stroking and playing with them constantly. Where he used to grab her butt when he hugged her, now his hands would find her breasts. He had really gotten into some serious nipple play lately, too. Her sensitive nipples had seen more clamps and jewelry in the past few weeks than in all the years of their marriage combined.
She slipped into her new lingerie. The shelf bra lifted and supported her new and improved breasts. The quarter cups exposed her nipples, which became taut and aching as she adjusted herself in the risqué bra. She knew the tight peaks would be visible through her dress. The miniscule lace thong was the same emerald green color and left her rounded butt bare and open for Rick’s big hands.
Rick came out of the bathroom then, a towel wrapped around his lean hips. His bare chest glistened with beads of water that had been missed by his towel. He was looking at whatever he held in his hands, but when he looked up he stopped and whistled his appreciation at the sight of her in the sexy lingerie.
“Babe, those are some of the hottest undies I’ve ever seen.” Grinning, he lifted his hands to touch her then remembered what he held in his hands. He nodded at the empty pregnancy test box he held and raised an eyebrow rose in question. “You got something to tell me, honey?”
Megan bowed her head and tried to control her tears of frustration. “Sorry, Bear, but it was negative. I didn’t want to get your hopes up so I didn’t tell you I took one. I’m only a few days late so no big deal.”
“Maybe it’s too soon for the test to read accurately.”
“That one is supposed to be accurate even before a missed period. I’m three days late so I don’t think I’m pregnant.”
He stroked his hands up and down her bare arms, soothing and comforting her. “It’s OK, babe, we’ve got plenty of time for babies. Besides, I thought you were back on the pill since you started those antidepressants.”
Oops, she’d almost messed up. These lies were getting too much to keep up with. “Yeah, well I may have missed a couple of doses. So when I was late, I hoped that maybe…” Her voice trailed off, she was finding it hard to keep up the deception.
“I’ll try to remind you from now on. I don’t want you getting pregnant on those antidepressants, I read about the side effects in the first trimester and they’re pretty scary. We want to have a healthy baby when it’s time. We’ll just keep practicing until we can start trying again, yeah?”
She smiled faintly up at him, relieved he was letting it go with just a small lecture. “Yes, Bear. I love all the practice.”
As he kissed her thoroughly his hands began to wander over her curves. He cupped a breast in his palm and rubbed the bare nipple. When it tightened beneath his thumb he lifted his head and grinned. “Dayum sweetness, you’re smoking hot, and these...” he stroked both swollen breasts gently, “...they’re bigger I think. Whatever the cause, I’m not one to let a good thing go to waste.” Rick lifted her until her breasts were level with his mouth. As his arms wrapped
Regan left the bathroom and gathered her clothes and accessories for the evening. Hoping to cheer herself up a bit, she bought an emerald green dress for the annual Decadence Christmas party. It had a halter-top and she bought matching green lingerie including a convertible bra so her straps wouldn’t show. Ordinarily she would go without, but hers breasts jiggled just a little too much lately to go braless. She had been pleasantly surprised to move up to a C cup for the first time ever. At least those hormones are good for something.
Rick hadn’t said anything but he seemed fascinated with her bigger boobs. Always claiming to be an ass man, he never complained about her B cups. Now he seemed to be stroking and playing with them constantly. Where he used to grab her butt when he hugged her, now his hands would find her breasts. He had really gotten into some serious nipple play lately, too. Her sensitive nipples had seen more clamps and jewelry in the past few weeks than in all the years of their marriage combined.
She slipped into her new lingerie. The shelf bra lifted and supported her new and improved breasts. The quarter cups exposed her nipples, which became taut and aching as she adjusted herself in the risqué bra. She knew the tight peaks would be visible through her dress. The miniscule lace thong was the same emerald green color and left her rounded butt bare and open for Rick’s big hands.
Rick came out of the bathroom then, a towel wrapped around his lean hips. His bare chest glistened with beads of water that had been missed by his towel. He was looking at whatever he held in his hands, but when he looked up he stopped and whistled his appreciation at the sight of her in the sexy lingerie.
“Babe, those are some of the hottest undies I’ve ever seen.” Grinning, he lifted his hands to touch her then remembered what he held in his hands. He nodded at the empty pregnancy test box he held and raised an eyebrow rose in question. “You got something to tell me, honey?”
Megan bowed her head and tried to control her tears of frustration. “Sorry, Bear, but it was negative. I didn’t want to get your hopes up so I didn’t tell you I took one. I’m only a few days late so no big deal.”
“Maybe it’s too soon for the test to read accurately.”
“That one is supposed to be accurate even before a missed period. I’m three days late so I don’t think I’m pregnant.”
He stroked his hands up and down her bare arms, soothing and comforting her. “It’s OK, babe, we’ve got plenty of time for babies. Besides, I thought you were back on the pill since you started those antidepressants.”
Oops, she’d almost messed up. These lies were getting too much to keep up with. “Yeah, well I may have missed a couple of doses. So when I was late, I hoped that maybe…” Her voice trailed off, she was finding it hard to keep up the deception.
“I’ll try to remind you from now on. I don’t want you getting pregnant on those antidepressants, I read about the side effects in the first trimester and they’re pretty scary. We want to have a healthy baby when it’s time. We’ll just keep practicing until we can start trying again, yeah?”
She smiled faintly up at him, relieved he was letting it go with just a small lecture. “Yes, Bear. I love all the practice.”
As he kissed her thoroughly his hands began to wander over her curves. He cupped a breast in his palm and rubbed the bare nipple. When it tightened beneath his thumb he lifted his head and grinned. “Dayum sweetness, you’re smoking hot, and these...” he stroked both swollen breasts gently, “...they’re bigger I think. Whatever the cause, I’m not one to let a good thing go to waste.” Rick lifted her until her breasts were level with his mouth. As his arms wrapped
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