Unexpected Interest Ch. 03

"Pop. This is Natasha." Bobby said, walking up to him. He squinted over the thick layer of smoke and once his eyes registered he smiled a cheek wrinkling smile. He brought his hand that didn't hold a spatula out for Natasha to shake and she did just that.

"Hi honey, how are ya'? I'm Ollie. " He stated.

"Nice to meet you. I'm doing well. Yourself?" She asked back, returning the smile.

"Pretty good. Nice to finally meet you too." He said laughing.

"Likewise." Natasha said back.

Bobby hugged his grandfather and turned Natasha back around to the big table. She now had the chance to notice the people seated at it. Bobby pulled out a chair for Natasha and she thanked him. He sat right beside her and gathered her hand under the table. 2 men who were obviously deeply in love sat across from her and a very pregnant woman holding a baby wrapped in a light blanket with her husband sat right beside Natasha.

"Hi Natasha. I'm William." William said, reaching his soft hands across the table. Natasha leaned up a little to shake it and smiled back at him.

"Nice to meet you William." She said.

"Are you not going to introduce me Willy?" The Hispanic man beside him said. His accent was overpowering yet very attractive. Both men were very well dressed and Natasha didn't need more than common sense to know they were happily together.

"This is Hector." William said dully. Natasha chuckled and knew she'd be enjoying herself with those two. Natasha reached her hand across to shake Hector's and he sent a dimpled smile her way.

"Gorgeous blouse. The color looks good on your skin." Hector said winking. Natasha looked down onto herself; forgetting the outfit she planned so carefully. She smiled.

"Thanks, I was hoping it would. I usually don't go for pastels." She said smoothing out her Capris. Bobby smiled to himself. She was doing that classic relating ability thing she did that captured people who were talking to her for the first time. It wasn't an annoying babbling quality but a perfect elaborating, personality trait.

"No, browns and pastels go so well -" William began but the pregnant woman cut him off before he could complete his thoughts. Natasha was surprised at the sound of her voice cutting into their conversation and turned her attention towards her.

"I'm Elizabeth, this is Aaron." She said reaching out her free hand and nodding her head in the direction of her husband. As she shifted her hands, the baby's face came into view and Natasha was mesmerized. The baby had ivory skin and bright green eyes identical to his father's. His cheeks were bright red and he owned the cutest button nose. His round belly and plump face indicated he was healthily fed.

"Nice to meet you." Natasha said not taking her eyes off of the baby. Natasha had a soft spot for beautiful babies and he was definitely one.

"This is Charles." Elizabeth said smiling at her. She thought Natasha's reaction to her baby was fairly comical and as she and Bobby shared a glance then they chuckled in harmony.

"Would you like to hold him?" Elizabeth asked. Natasha nodded and she handed him over. He was so dense but Natasha loved it. He sat in the crook of her arm with his feet facing Bobby and his head in the direction of his mother. Bobby watched Natasha hold his nephew and saw the glints of paradise in her eyes. He noted his grandfather over by the grill and inference he may have needed a little help.

"Aaron, let's get a beer." Bobby said standing. Natasha shot her eyes up at him and tried to control the pleading that she was certain was noticeable. Natasha didn't want him to leave her quite yet. He smiled lightly and bent to kiss her on her cheek.

"I'll be back." He said quietly. The entire table was watching their intimate interaction and Natasha quickly nodded and turned her attention back to Charles. He was cooing quiet nothings and Natasha couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you want any kids?" Elizabeth asked, leaning back in her chair and rubbing her big belly in a classic pregnancy motion. Her brown hair spilled over her shoulders marvelously and her naturally red lips highlighted her face.

"Yeah, eventually." Natasha said thoughtfully. "I want to be ready though."

"You're never ready. Being pregnant is something you can never fully plan." Elizabeth said sounding tired.

"Why do you think that?" Natasha asked scared. Her sister seemed as prepared as it could get, but there were still things that went wrong as Tatiana grew older. Most of them had been inevitable and unexpected.

"The breasts for one." She said looking down onto her chest as she spoke. Elizabeth didn't want to get into the deeper things of pregnancy that might scare her a bit. Natasha now noticed her breasts were huge! They had to be at least and E cup.

"Of course your boobs will grow." Natasha said expectantly.

"No, they ache, leak, all that good stuff."

"How did Aaron feel about that?" Natasha asked like a child in school. She found pregnancy very interesting and almost astounding.

"He loved it. Of course he had to be careful but he didn't mind." Elizabeth looked around the table for a moment and then back at Natasha. Natasha knew she was about to tell a secret by the gleam in her soft eyes.

"He actually loves when I nurse him. He says it tastes like regular milk and sugar mixed together." She whispered.

"Like... a baby?" Natasha asked in the same tone but more disbelief in her voice. A smile spread her lips as she nodded slowly. The two women howled on the deck and all eyes were on them as they shared a secret joke. Natasha tried her best to keep her vibrations under control to keep from disturbing the baby. He seemed unaffected and she wiped away a small tear.

"That's so crazy. What do you think about it?" Natasha asked.

"It's very, personal. We bond a lot, and I get pretty excited." Elizabeth said flipping her hair off of one shoulder. Natasha smiled lightly.

"That sounds great. I can only imagine the connection you two have from it." Natasha said selflessly.

"Yeah, you and Bobby seem to have something close to that though. It looks like you've known each other longer than a month." Elizabeth said raising an eyebrow.

"Trust me, I feel that same way sometimes and I have no idea how it happened." Natasha said, dwelling in her own words. She spoke a little too loudly and Hector and William were now watching her.

The two men sat back at the table and Bobby held his hands out for his nephew. Natasha handed him over carefully but Bobby was much rougher with him. He balanced Charles in one big hand and Natasha's heart was skipping beats. She was trying not to reach out to take him back out of Bobby's hands. Natasha spotted his beer on the table and took a big sip and placed it back on the table.

"Did you want something babe? I forgot to ask you." Bobby said sounding frankly sorry. Natasha swallowed her drink and shook her head.

"No, I'm okay." She said kindly.

"Food's done." Gina said entering the deck with a pot in her hands. She swayed over to the table and placed the pot onto the large table. Leslie laid out the big round red plates in front of everyone and Ollie appeared with silverware. The screen door opened and Gina had more bowls and pots of food. Natasha was eager to find out what she'd be eating; she was getting pretty hungry. Once the food was all placed out everyone began picking up bowls and pots and passing them around.

"I'll help you make your plate if you wanna' still hold the baby." Natasha whispered to Bobby. But she could still sense the powerful attention on everything the couple said or did from his family. She really didn't like it but figured it was to be expected.

"Thanks baby but I'll just give him back to his mom." He handed him over to Elizabeth and began passing plates of food to Natasha. She carefully studied the victuals and found it looked delicious. The dishes consisted of rolls buttered to their peak, a broccoli and cheese casserole, steamed carrots, mashed potatoes and a roast beef with flavorful sauce. Natasha anticipated the ending of the circle that transported the plates so she could indulge into her food. When that time came she almost completely forgot about the people around her. In her mind it was just her, the food, this beautiful weather and the view of Charles.

"So, what is it that you do Natasha?" Gina asked while placing a fork full of food to her pink lips. Natasha looked shocked to be abruptly spoken to and she quickly wiped her mouth to respond.

"I'm an environmental ethics lawyer." Natasha said sweetly.

"And what exactly do they do?" Gina asked a little more bitterly. Natasha was accustomed to being questioned about her career choice but she had never heard such a cold voice regarding it. Bobby was feeling some unease in his seat; he knew his grandmother's tricks were just beginning.

"I make sure there isn't anyone taking advantage of the fact that the world has no lawyer." Natasha said simply. She didn't want to sound too defensive but it was difficult to have someone speak to you the way she was and try to keep your cool. Her instincts were telling her to argue and rebel but she fought against them for the sake of her approval.

"Do you really believe in all that stuff? I mean, don't you think there are more important things to argue about? Child care, taxes, gas?" Gina began.

"Mrs. Walton, I do believe those are important but you have to see the bigger picture. The government is something made up by average everyday people and once it collapses it can be rebuilt. Now the world is a one shot deal. When it's too hot for us to continue living here- that's it. There isn't any rebuilding and I don't think people see it that way, and it's truly a shame because it's the thin line between life and death for us." Natasha said into her plate, scooping up more casserole.

"Does your mother live in Rhode Island?" Gina said fully changing the subject. Natasha chewed her food and prepared herself to speak.

"Yes."

"How many children does she have?" Gina asked. Natasha couldn't help but feel offended by this question. It implied her mother didn't have the same amount of children that her father did and that they weren't together. A typical racist stereotype that Natasha didn't fit in at all. She was glad to have an answer she wasn't expecting.

"My mother and father have 2 children, including myself and both live in Rhode Island, together." Natasha said. As she spoke her temper rose and she suddenly took in how vulnerable she felt in front of this woman. She could only imagine the other bigoted thoughts running through her head as she prepared for her next inquiry.

"Wonderful." She said. "Are you interested in kids?"

"Um, yeah. I am." Natasha said. She was feeling uncomfortable talking about this in front of the silent table full of people, but something about this woman made her feel like she had to answer. Everyone sat around and enjoyed their food, quietly whispering to one another occasionally. But for the most part Gina and Natasha's discussion was the main focus.

"Hm... Bobby take your time. Make sure thi-" Bobby cut her off.

"That's enough." He said in a quiet tone. It seemed she was more than used to his sudden octave changes and she kept her face unbothered. Bobby wasn't tolerating the major disrespect with blatantly talking about someone who was sitting right beside you.

"It's okay Bobby." Natasha said. She wasn't feeling too intimidated by her. At least not enough to not answer her questions or take her harsh comments.

"Anyway, how long have you two been dating so far?"

"A month." Bobby spoke before Natasha could part her lips.

"That's all? And she's already meeting the family?" Gina asked with some shock in her voice. Natasha shifted in her seat. She couldn't deny that she had been thinking the same thing, but to hear someone in the family say it held a different meaning. She wondered who else at the table felt that way about her stopover. Natasha suddenly wished to be invisible to everyone around the table, and she was feeling some animosity towards Bobby for even putting her is this predicament.

"I thought she was ready for it but apparently it's you I should've been watching. Stop badgering her Nana." Bobby's authority shook in ripples across the table and Natasha felt a weight off her shoulders as Gina was finally silent for a moment. She used this moment to enjoy her food in peace.

"I love your shirt." Gina said, not looking up from her plate. The enthusiasm or interest was as far away from her tone as possible but Natasha was glad to hear a fairly kind thing exit her lips.

"Thank you." Natasha said. Bobby took a defeated breath beside her and Natasha wanted to take one of relief but subdued it.

"Where's Alex mama?" Elizabeth asked. It seemed she wanted to get up and search for her son by the anxiousness in her accent. She strained her neck to look through the deck door back into the house.

"He's eating in the living room. He's fine, just watching TV." Leslie said. Elizabeth relaxed in her chair a little and began eating again.

"How's work Bobby?" Leslie asked.

"It's alright, pretty well actually." Bobby replied. Leslie nodded slowly.

"Do you enjoy gardening? Since you like the earth and all." Ollie asked from across the table.

"Um, I do actually." Natasha said, clearing her throat a little. Bobby watched her look for something to swallow to ease her gorge and he quickly got the pitcher and poured her a cup of lemonade. Natasha was grateful for his observation skills and the fact that he was watching her every time she spoke.

"Here." He mumbled. Natasha thanked him as she brought the drink to her lips.

"What else do you like to do?" Ollie asked

"Read, garden and crochet mostly." Natasha said

"Grandma crochets too." William chimed in, finally breaking free from his flirting series with Hector. Gina didn't speak and continued to eat her food. Natasha was feeling the need to just sit back and stop talking, but all of their attention seemed to be on her.

"I would love to see what you've made one day." Natasha said.

"Mhm." Was all Gina could spare to say.

"You talked to Tammy lately?" Gina asked Bobby. Bobby's heart dropped and Natasha was wondering who this woman was as she looked between them both. Gina's snide expression and Bobby's worried eyes made her even more curious. She couldn't wait to be able to ask Bobby; she didn't want to give Gina the satisfaction with asking in front of everyone. Bobby remembered the day his grandmother arrived at his office to drop something off while she was visiting. Tammy just so happened to walk in as she always does at the same time his grandmother arrived and for some reason they hit it off immediately. Bobby had a hard time ushering them out of his office and only recently did his grandmother stop mentioning her.

"Not about anything unrelated to work." Bobby said, continuing to eat his food.

They work together? Natasha thought. She couldn't deny, she was feeling a little bit a suspicion. Whoever this woman was who worked with Bobby and had his mother speaking so highly of her must have been perfect. Natasha was feeling small in her seat.

"Aw that's a shame. She's such a wonderful girl." Gina said shaking her head while looking down into her plate. What she was trying to do was more than obvious and Natasha tried not to let her emotions seep through the façade.

"Yeah well, she isn't my type." Bobby whispered. Gina mumbled something unintelligible.

The baby beside her began screaming in his mother's arms. Natasha was startled by the intensity of the sound and her heart fell as she saw Charles' red face drenched in tears. Elizabeth got up from her seat slowly.

"Natasha, come with me please?" Elizabeth called as she skillfully held the baby and opened the screen door at the same time. Natasha eagerly got up from her seat and excused herself from the table. Natasha was pleased to get away from the potency of everyone's questions and finally take pleasure in some quiet time, even if the baby was crying.

"I thought you might have needed a break." Elizabeth said, looking down under the blanket she placed on her chest to protect her nude breast. She fondled under it, probably trying to feed the fussy Charles. His crying calmed a little and he was finally eating.

"Thanks, I was definitely on the spotlight." Natasha said, sitting on the chair in front of Elizabeth. The dining room table was small and the windows let in a lot of light.

"Do you know who Tammy is?" Natasha decided to ask.

"She's some girl who had a thing for Bobby. Only Gina's met her though. She took really well to her and I don't understand why." Elizabeth said laughing towards the end.

"I wish she was doing that for me." She said exasperatedly. "Am I doing something wrong?" Natasha asked, she just wanted Gina to like her. Next thing you know Bobby has to choose between the two of them and either put a wedge between their relationship or the one with his grandmother. She didn't want any of those to happen.

"It'll take time of course. You're doing well so far, just keep doing what you're doing and you'll kill her with kindness." Elizabeth said. Natasha thought for a moment and came to the conclusion that was exactly what she'd do. Gina would have to get used to the idea of her being around one way or another.

The rest of the night went smoothly with a few bumpy patches of Gina. Her nasty remarks and inferences were getting old and Natasha was happy when Bobby was beginning to yawn and burrow up next to her on the living room couch. She gently woke him and he realized they'd better get back on the road to Rhode Island. They said their goodbyes and Natasha gave Elizabeth a special departure thank you. Natasha didn't know what she'd done if this woman wasn't here. It would only be her, Gina, Leslie and all these men. Plus she was very supportive and welcoming.

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Natasha and Bobby had been sitting in the car for about an hour now, in complete silence. Natasha was feeling tired and emotionally drained. Bobby shifted in his seat and Natasha knew he was about to say something.

"She'll take to you soon Natasha, just a few more visits." Bobby said

"I doubt it, but alright." She sighed.

"It doesn't mean anything. We'll still be together; I'll still take you out and eat you out." Bobby said. Natasha had no control over her actions or emotions but the moan she purred was completely unexpected. It was inevitable; his words made her loins literally ache and she had felt it in her core. Her eyes grew wide and she realized what she had just done and she didn't even want to look at Bobby although he heard her loud and clear.

He moved his hands from the surface of her thighs to the heated inner parts. Natasha spread them slightly so he could get a better access to her lady parts. He grunted as he felt her temperature. His BMW sped up from 70 to 85 and he pulled into an empty gas station and drove the car behind the small building. It was 8 oclock' and the sun was setting so it would be dark soon.

"What are you doing?" Natasha asked quietly. Bobby turned off the car and quickly searched for her lips. He took them impatiently into his and suckled them. Natasha moved her hands around his neck to play in his hair as they kissed but he broke it quickly. He didn't want to get too involved while in the front seat; it would be too complex to migrate to the back.

"Get in the back." He said quietly. With that they were both moving to the backseat and Natasha was happy to find it was very spacious. Bobby locked the doors and they finished where they left off. Bobby helped lift her over his lap and she straddled him while their slippery tongues played together. Bobby roved his hand under her blouse to find her perfect globes. Bobby moaned in her mouth as he found the heated balls in a perky bra. Natasha broke their kiss noisily as she used her mouth to part her lips and break out into a panted moan. Bobby took advantage of his reason to touch her so sexually and forcefully unbuttoned her Capris to grasp her round thick ass. Natasha wrapped her hands around his neck while her head rested on his shoulder and he simulated the strokes of her riding his cock with his own force. Bobby moaned out as he began to visualize his girl giving him pleasure.