..” you whispered. “I need more wine.” I watched you stand up, my eyes transfixed, envying the grace of each movement, the raw sensuality you ra...iated. You were in your red dress, the one we’d talked about. As you walked toward the kitchen, I closed my eyes and remembered the last few hours.You’d arrived in that dress and spent nearly two hours transforming me. A full body shave, then a massage and a light oil rubdown. Three attempts at make-up before we found something we both liked. Giggling. Please! Tell me I am not dreaming!"She smiled as her eyes began to fill with happy tears."You are not dreaming, mon mari. Of this, I am quite certain. You are not dreaming. God willing, we shall become parents in six month's time."He leaned into her and covered her abdomen with wild kisses as she placed happy kisses on the top of his head. And, they both shed tears of joy."Meg, I thought that the first dress they showed you was the best one. Do we really need to continue looking? I grow rather. Just seeing my teammates for games, I still didn’t know any of them really well after a couple of weeks, so we decided to have a party for the team and their wives or dates. Well, that Saturday night, I tapped a half-keg and Vickie made gallons of her special wine punch and tons of food. It was a rockin party. So rockin, that even after some guys took their dates home, they came back to join the rest of the team in our attempt at “killing the keg.” By 2 a.m., we had all slowed down a touch, and. " he whispered, pulling her by her hand.When they got there he closed the door and pushed her against the hood of the car, which was still warm from the drive home. He kissed her hungrily, sliding his hands up under her shirt to fondle her breasts, and squeezing the nipples."Oh baby let me put it you," he gasped. His hands went to her skirt and lifted it up to cup her buns.He felt only naked skin. "No pantiessss" he hissed.Brandy pushed him away and lifted the front of her skirt. "No, just new.