Ann: The Married Years Ch. 27

Realizing she was heading off track, but also acknowledging that she was right in how he suddenly viewed her, he reached between them and unfastened the one button she'd closed soon after they arrived at the luggage claim area. Sliding his hand inside, her first cupped her breast before moving to tweak her nipple.

"Fuck!" she hissed. "I've missed you so damn much, baby."

"Answer my question, Anna."

"Okay, okay," she grimaced. "Obviously Annabelle is off the table. But other than that, the rest of me is all on the table. And I mean that. Parker said we won't hurt the baby by having rough sex. In fact, she encouraged us to just do what comes naturally with the exception of extreme bondage. By the way, that's another reason she's jealous of me. When I was telling her about some of the Humpday promotions we've had, it led to some interesting revelations on her part. I'll share them with you sometime if you want."

"There's no need for that. I was more interested in what you can do and what you can't. You're right, I was looking at you differently. How could I not? You're... you're carrying my baby."

"I know," she beamed. "But I'm still a slut. That hasn't changed. Neither has me dressing however I need to for work. In fact, Parker is going to come to my fellatio class next month. She's really excited about it."

"That's interesting, but not all that surprising."

"It's not surprising that Parker wants me to teach her to deep throat?"

"I was talking about you being a slut. That's not surprising at all." Ann smacked him playfully on his arm. "What was that for?"

"For being adorable. So, you're good with treating me like normal, right?"

"Why do I get the feeling you have something you're not telling me?"

"Weeeellll, it's actually what I've already told you. I'm pregnant."

"I don't... what are you saying, Anna."

"Anna... Renee?" she said sheepishly.

He laughed, yet his confusion grew. "What?"

"Neil, I've known about this for almost three weeks. I started getting morning sickness really bad, although to be honest it doesn't just happen in the morning. I'm barely sleeping."

"Babe, are you okay?" he asked, the genuine worry instantly appearing on his face.

"I'm fine right now. I'm just telling you about what's been going on. I... missed my period, and that's when I started to connect it together. I took a home pregnancy test, and it came up positive. But I went to see Parker to confirm it later in the week."

"But are you okay?" he asked, seeing her begin to well up. A tear rolled down her cheek as she bit her lower lip, her body trembling. She shook her head, trying to hold it together; trying not to burst into sobbing. Neil brushed away the tear, offering a sweet smile. "Is this about you not telling me before now?"

She nodded meekly, another tear falling down her face. "Yes. I wanted to tell you sooner. But I wanted to do it in person. I didn't want -"

"Ssshhh. It's okay, Anna. The way you told me was perfect. Do you know what it reminds me of?"

"No," she sniffed.

"It makes me think of coming to California to get you, and how I rode down the escalator and asked you to marry me again. I was worked up about not getting you a ring. I felt guilty... but you told me not to feel that way. This is the same... exact... thing."

"Oh my God," she gasped, the symmetry of those two life events too much for her to process.

"Babe, I'm glad you didn't tell me before today. How you did it was perfect, and if I'd have known a few weeks ago it would have made being away from you that much harder."

"Are you sure?"

He pulled her into his chest, hugging her tight as he kissed the top of her head. "Very. I don't want to hear another word about it. Have you told our folks?"

"No. I only told my support group. Carol knows. So does Felicia and Sam. Oh... and Heather. That's it. They helped keep me sane while you were gone."

"Well it looks like we have some exciting phone calls to make tomorrow."

She hummed happily, her mind back in a better place. She alluded to that by saying, "I've been a good girl. I haven't had an orgasm since I found out we were going to have the baby."

"Then I guess it's time we get back into the mood you were setting with this sexy outfit."

He spun her back around in his arms, making her face the luggage carousel, which finally started moving. Reaching underneath her jacket, he cupped her breasts, kneading them roughly as he began grinding his pelvis against her ass. His cock quickly regained the hardness it lost from the brief pause in their flirtatious behavior, and she groaned in response.

He leaned forward; his mouth close enough to her right ear he could flick it with his tongue. Instead he whispered, "You're finally going to get your wish, Anna. These tits are going to get a lot bigger soon."

"Ooooohhhh," she mewled, a shiver racing through her upper body.

"But you're past that, aren't you? You know your tits are perfect just like they are," he affirmed, running his thumbs over her stiffening nipples.

"Yes, baaaabyyyy," she confirmed, her hips wiggling seductively as he toyed with her.

"You want to show everyone how perfect they are, don't you Anna... you want to show them what a slut you can be for me. Tell me. Tell me what you want."

Her trembling magnified with his words, the hunger to please him nearly impossible to fend off. This wasn't an order, like she was being submissive for him. She had a choice. He was leaving it up to her, but in many ways it felt like it was more than that. While not entirely submitting, it certainly spoke to the power he had over her desires. He planted a suggestion, and she became weak-kneed, wanting... almost needing to surrender to his wishes.

Ann ached for his approval. It was been so long since she'd given any thoughts to that kind of arousal. Consumed by the early stages of her pregnancy and the myriad of emotions that had been swirling inside, she'd forgotten the fire that he could ignite within her. Motherhood aside, he was proving what she'd so boldly proclaimed just moments earlier. She wasn't fragile. She was the same sexy, erotic, adventurous woman she'd always been for him.

It somehow felt like it was the first time though. Like she'd never dreamed of being exposed before. Her pussy was leaking, trickling past her microscopic thong down the inside of her thigh. The pit inside her stomach from what she was considering seemed eerily similar to the morning sickness she'd been experiencing. But she knew it was caused by the man aggressively pawing her chest.

"Show them, Neil. Show them your babe's tits."

He had her put her hands behind his head, forcing her chest out. Her back arched as she continued to mold her ass into his crotch. Her body reacted to the subtle movement he made, his hands releasing her breasts, sliding slowly to the outside, the front of the jacket parting wider. She sucked in her breath as the material hung on her stiffened nipples, as if they were desperate to remain covered.

"Is anyone looking at you?" he questioned, knowing there were people on the other side of the carousel waiting for their luggage to appear.

"Several," she admitted excitedly.

"Find the one that turns you on the most and focus on him. Lock your eyes on him, Anna."

"Oh, God... yeeesss," she wheezed as he exposed her right there in baggage claim.

She could feel her nipples throbbing as she stared at the gray-haired businessman in the sharp, tailored suit directly across from where she was being presented. An appreciative smile appeared, the twinkle in his eyes apparent even from the distance between them.

She sucked in her breath again as Neil traipsed his fingertips along her taut stomach. He kept going until he found the hem of her mini-miniskirt, lifting it to show off her thong.

"I'm disappointed you're wearing that, Anna," he teased.

"I didn't want to be flashing my pussy all over the place," she whispered, her eyes still on the handsome admirer ogling her. He winked as he scanned her sexy body up and down.

"And yet you wish I was showing him that very pussy right now, don't you?"

"A little, yeah."

He dropped the front of her skirt and covered her tits back up, unwilling to go so far that an overzealous security person might ruin the rest of their night. At least just yet. He wasn't done playing with her.

"Take it off, Anna."

"Take... what off?" she asked nervously, unsure what article of clothing he might be talking about.

"The G-string. Take it off, and make sure he notices you handing it to me."

Her reaction was a mix of mingled emotions, but it registered high on her excitement scale. That didn't stop her from expressing her fear. "Oh... fuuuccck."

Reaching carefully underneath the skirt, she pulled at the elastic, lowering it down her thighs. She bent at the waist, locking her legs straight, still pressing her sexy ass into her husband. Her breasts hung down in view as she moved gracefully, stepped out of the intimate covering. Rising slowly, she let it dangle openly from her finger, before offering it to Neil over her left shoulder. Through that entire manoeuvre, she never lost sight of the middle-aged gentleman involved in her current sexual exploit, angling her head in a sexy way to maintain his eye contact.

Neil took them, placing them in his pocket for safekeeping. "Show him your strip, Anna."

"Me?" she asked, thinking he would be the one to show her off.

"He won't know just how much of a slut you are unless you show him yourself."

She didn't hesitate, even though she was scared. She wanted to do it with his words fresh in her mind, knowing that waiting would only make it harder. She lifted the front with both hands, using her thumbs and index fingers, the rest of her fingers spread as if she was showing something delicate. In her mind, she was.

She was offering the mystery voyeur... and anyone else that was looking, an unobstructed view below her waist. She lingered, waiting to be told to lower her skirt. Her pussy began to leak profusely; she could feel the trail begin to flow down her thighs.

When the first piece of luggage passed by them a minute later, Neil relented. "Shows over, babe. Drop the skirt and button the jacket."

She did, albeit reluctantly. At least the jacket part. She wasn't sure how long she'd flashed the other passengers, but it seemed like a really long time. She was thankful he told her to cover up her pussy, not wanting to be detained... or arrested. It was an airport, after all, and a well patrolled one. Yet having to fasten her jacket, even with just one button, felt like their naughty fun had come to an end.

Neil was busy looking at the moving track in search of his bags. Ann was standing next to him, still watching the man she'd selected in her head. He was scouring the belt as well, not wanting to miss his luggage just because a gorgeous woman was toying with him in public. He was thankful for the show, but he wasn't foolish.

Neil had retrieved one of his two bags, but was awaiting the second. The man had found his, and turned to leave. She offered a sexy smile and a goodbye wave, and turned her attention to the carousel, looking with Neil for the item that was keeping them from being able to leave themselves.

"There it is," Ann pointed, seeing it appear from around the corner. Neil grabbed it and they began to head out.

"Where are you parked?" he wondered.

"Short-term. Across the street from the terminal."

Going through the sliding doors, they had to wait on the sidewalk for several cars to pass by until they could cross the street.

"Congratulations," a deep, strong voice said from off to their left. Ann's mouth dropped open when she realized she was standing just several feet from the man she'd flirted with.

Neil knew who it was, knowing Ann had selected him as the focus of her gaze. Still, he was confused by his statement, thinking he was referring him being married to Ann.

"Excuse me?"

"On the baby. I was behind you coming down the escalator. I noticed the sign. I'm Edward, by the way."

"Oh... thanks. I'm Neil. This is my wife, Anna."

"I feel like we've already met," Ann grinned, not the least bit embarrassed about what she'd done on the opposite side of the doorway they'd just passed through. "It's nice to have a name to go with your handsome face. You have a wonderful smile. "

"I could say a great deal of similar things about you, Anna. Not to get sidetracked from how incredible that was, but I'm curious. Is this your first?"

"Baby? Yes," she answered excitedly, still finding it hard to believe at times that she was expecting. She could only imagine how Neil must have felt having just found out.

Edward shook his head and grinned. "You have quite an interesting way of celebrating that news, Neil. I did love the reveal, though. About the baby. That was spectacular on your part, Anna."

"I'm not sure I understand," Neil responded.

Ann understood completely, though. "Thank you, Edward. After I surprised him, I could tell he didn't know how to react to me. I could see the change in his eyes. So, I reminded him I'm still the same person I've always been. That was his way of proving that point to both of us."

"That is one of the most incredible things I've heard. You're a remarkable couple. Neil, thank you for sharing the charms of your wife with me, although I can tell there are a lot more than just those that meet the eyes."

"You're more than welcome, Edward."

Staring lustfully at Ann, he said, "Anna, you are one if the most amazing specimens of your gender I've ever had the honor to engage."

"And that was one of the more interesting turn of phrases I've ever had directed at me,l. Are you a scholar?"

"Well done, Anna. I'm a professor at Georgetown. I was in Chicago for a conference."

"Is there a Mrs. Edward?"

"Yes. Suddenly I'm looking forward to being home with her even more than I already was," he winked.

Inspired, Ann deftly unbuttoned her jacket pulling it to the sides of her tits, giving him a better view. She did the same with her skirt.

"You are beautiful," he grinned.

"And you're handsome, Edward. There's a reason I chose you as my muse."

"I'm flattered. And aroused. I need to get home to Maria."

She dropped her skirt, but left her chest exposed. "And I have about two hours before I can do what I want to do with Neil."

"That's what you think, babe. We need to get going."

"Oh. Okay," she giggled. "Maybe I'm going to get laid sooner than I thought. It was great meeting you, Edward. Give your best to Maria."

"I'd say the same to your husband, but I can tell from the look in his eyes that was already going to happen. Best of luck to you both. And again, congratulations."

Neil and Ann said their goodbyes, knowing they'd never see him again. It was one of those serendipitous moments that occur often in life, although it was more sexually charged than anything most people would ever have happen to them. For Neil and Ann, it actually seemed rather routine, even though it was anything but.

Crossing the street, Neil paused, noting at that late hour that they were about to enter a parking lot that was sparsely populated with cars, and there were no people visible.

"Where's your car?"

"I drove yours. It's over there," she pointed to their left, a hundred yards or so away.

"Why did you drive mine?"

"It's fun to drive," she shrugged. "You don't mind, do you?"

"No. I told you when we got married, it's our car. And you're right, it is fun."

She started to lead him toward where she'd parked it, but he stopped her. "Where are you going?"

"To our car," she grinned, loving how he had a way of reminding her of things they'd discussed in the past.

"Not so fast. Strip."

"What?" she giggled, her cute nose crinkling up at what he just suggested. Yet the look in his eyes told her it wasn't a suggestion at all. He was serious. "Holy..."

She glanced over her shoulder, seeing Edward was still in his spot, apparently waiting on either a cab or his wife to pick him up. The latter seemed more likely, as several empty taxis were parked nearby while they were waiting together on the sidewalk. Taking off her jacket, she handed it to her husband. Then she slowly peeled her skirt down her legs, just like she had her G-string, although it was from a different angle for Edward. He was getting his first glimpse of her perfect ass under the streetlight. Once she stepped out of it, she stood, handing that article of clothing to Neil as well. He tucked them both into a side pocket of one of his suitcases, leaving her in just her shoes, the garter and stockings. And the sexy hat pinned to her head. Having locked her purse inside the car, all she had left was the keys, which she gave to him.

Neil motioned for her to turn around, and she did, waving once again to her admiring friend. He waved back, going so far as to serenade her with a loud wolf-whistle. Moments later she was leading Neil to the Nissan, walking exposed across the parking lot.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"I still can't believe you did that?" Ann said with a gleeful sigh.

"You did it. I just told you to."

"You know what I mean. I can't believe you made me do that."

"Are you upset?"

"No. Fuck... that was hot!"

"That's what I thought," he said as he geared down, slowing to get off the road they'd been cruising along.

"Where are we going? We have plenty of gas. I filled the tank before I stopped at the airport."

"We're going there," he replied, pointing toward a sign announcing the entrance of a Sheraton.

"Why? Aren't we going home?"

"Tomorrow. Well, later today. It's already Saturday," he motioned toward the clock, which was confirming it was a quarter 'til one it the morning.

"I understand that, but should we really be spending money on a hotel? Besides, I don't have a change of clothes, or my makeup bag."

"You're dressed perfectly," he smiled, taking a second to glance at her luscious body.

"Yeah... I'm sure you think so," she laughed. "So did the guy at the pay booth of the parking lot. But I still don't see why we're stopping."

"There's someone I want you to meet."

"Neil, what are you talking about?"

"Patience, Miss Moneypenny. Patience."