EroticReverie

Donovan Draper - One year later

I smile at my wife, trying not to get hard in front of all the guests gathered for her baby shower. She's six months pregnant, and hot as fuck, and I make sure to tell her everyday, at least a dozen times, if not double that, how fucking hot she is.  

She's standing in a lilac colored dress, with an empire waist. It has thing straps with deserve an award for holding up her breasts right now, because I swear they've double in size. The empire waist cinches right below them, the rest of the dress falling down around her like the fucking goddess she is. I love the way the front of her dresses always lift now in the front just a little due to the fabric having to accomodate her belly. I know she's uncomfortable as fuck most of the time , and I never call her walk a waddle to her face, but her pregnant waddle is cute as fuck, and is just another fucking thing that serves to inevitably make my dick hard if I think about it for too long. 

Just like in my vows, I love her more, every single fucking second of everyday. Even when she gets her mood swings. Because shit, if she has to carry around two kicking babies in her stomach, she has every god damn right to lose her shit on me every once awhile. She gets irritable over everything, she even yelled at me the other day for asking her too many times if she wanted me to rub her feet. Then cried immediately afterwards for yelling at me. Fuck, I love her. My feet follow my pounding heart as I look at her talking to our friends, a few of the girls fussing over her, rubbing her belly. She says she hates when people do it, and only loves when I rub her belly. But shes smiling like a fucking angel as they all coo over her stomach and try to will the babies to kick for them. 

Her eyes lift as I get closer and she lifts her brows. And as if we can speak into each others minds. I just nod. Cause yes, Im here to fucking save you Thumbelina, from our friends with zero boundaires. 

"Excuse me, need to kiss my wife." I say, maybe a bit rudely pushing their hands aside with my hips as I step in front of her and bring my hands to her face as she tilts her head back and looks up at me. 

"Pretty soon, you wont be able to reach me with this beachball between us." She says as I lean down to kiss her.

"Nah, i dont think so." I shake my head and she smiles as I press my mouth to hers. The women around her swooning with little "Awwww's" as I kiss her mouth. 

"thank you" she says quietly and I smile. 

"To be fair, I was coming over here to kiss you anyways." I say and she smiles and kisses me softly again.

"Cause im so hot?" she asks. 

I grin at her. "God damn right you are , wife." I say. Still a year later, not being able to say it enough. Wife. Wife Wife. This woman was my fucking wife, and I was still terrified I'd wake up one day and meeting the love of my life will have been nothing but a dream. 

The women take the hint and disperse and talk among other people nearby, talking about the swing set , and play house I've already built. Even though our kids wont be able to use it for years. I remember Madeliene watching me with adoration as I  put it together by myself, teasing me, telling me we had years to wait to put a playground out back. But I was too fucking excited. I had a hot as fuck wife, that was pregnant with my , what I thought at the time was just one baby, and when we found out it was two. I added even more things to the backyard. I refused to be the husband or father that SAID they were going to do things, and didnt do it. So I'd built that fucking playground, double, triple, and quadruple checking ever single bolt and screw to make sure I'd done it right, and that it would be the safest fucking playhouse and playground any kid had ever fucking played in. I still check it from time to time, and if she catches me doing it, she sighs and then when Im done, pulls me inside and fucks me like Im a king, telling me how fucking hot it is that I'm already an amazing dad. 

"We should probably take you inside, get you off your feet for a bit" I say and she smirks and roll her eyes. 

"And onto my back Donovan Steel Draper?" she asks.

I shrug. "The position is optional and up to you." I say with a small smile and she rolls her eyes. 

"You're instatiable" she shakes her head, as if she isn't always just as horny as I am. 

"I'll never fuckin get enough of you , hot fucking fairy girl" I groan and she bites her lip. 

"stop it." she laughs and looks around and blushes.

"people are looking" she says.

"yeah, cause youre fuckin hot" I say and kiss her again and she laughs against my mouth. 

I used hot alot to describe her now. Because I know she felt "Gross" as she's said plenty of times. But I needed her to fucking know, that she was , as always, the hottest, most gorgeous, sexiest fucking creature on this earth and  I needed her to remember that, to fucking feel it, and not just be told it. 

"Come on, lets go inside and make out" I say and nudge her nose.

"Its my baby shower, I cant just disappear" she laughs.

"Cmon, five minutes" I say and she shakes her head.

"Im your wife Donovan, I know what five minutes mean."

"Yeah, it means at least fifteen to twenty." I say. "So what, I want to kiss my wife and if she'll let me, lay her down and kiss her clit and tongue where I fucked my children into her."

"Jesus Donovan" she slightly gasps and lightly slaps my chest as she acts like anyone can hear is. 

"Or i'll do it right here if that's what you want , wife" 

She gives a little whimper and I grin, knowing I've got her. 

"Five minutes." She hisses.

I grin. "You know I can get you off in less than that Thumbelina." I say, kissing her cheek and taking her hand. 

"yeah yeah, brag about it why dont you" 

"Oh, i fucking am, and will" I say and she lets of a small laugh and I take her into the house, knowing eyes from closer friends smiling and biting their lips together as I disappear with my wife.