The Surrogate

"I have never been in a dance club like this before," she said as he walked with her inside, his hand on the small of her back.

"It's very exclusive. Not just any average Joe can come in here, you need to be a member. This is where doctors and lawyers and other professionals come to get away from their everyday life."

"Dr. Mason, it's been a long time since we've seen you in here. I believe your favorite table is available, just follow me."

"So they know you," she said as they were escorted to their table.

"I used to come here a lot, but it has been a few months. What I really like about this place is that the tables are private, no one can really see you unless they walk up to the table."

When they were seated Cole ordered a scotch on the rocks for himself and iced tea for her.

She looked around at the surroundings, crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling. A live band was playing at the far end of the room and their drinks were served in fancy crystal glasses.

He reached over to touch her hand. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"It's just that you look a little down. If you're tired we can skip the dancing and just go home."

"No, it's not that."

"If you're not tired then what's wrong?"

"It's just that this place is so fancy and I feel a little uncomfortable and a bit out of place. Kind of what I felt like in the restaurant you took me to. I'm not used to all of this."

"You have no reason to feel out of place and your life is going to be different now that you're with me. You deserve the best of everything and I want to give it to you."

"I love you Cole, but I would be just as happy eating a pizza in front of the TV on the couch with you. I'm a simple girl and I enjoy the simple things in life."

"So I'm not impressing you am I?"

"No you are, I'm very impressed and I am having a fabulous time tonight. This is really nice as a treat every now and then but don't for one minute think that you have to take me to these places all the time. Maybe just for special occasions."

"Okay, I can do that." He got to his feet and held out his hand. "I would love it if you would do me the honor of dancing with me."

She placed her hand in his. "It would be my pleasure."

He loved the way her delicate hand felt in his as he walked her over to the dance area. He put his one arm around her waist and his free hand held hers as they started swaying to the beat of the music. He stared into her eyes and smiled, the way she was looking back at him he felt his heart melting.

"You're an excellent dancer," she said, loving how close he was holding her.

"I took dance lessons when I was younger, and you're very good too."

"I'm really not, I usually step on my dance partner's feet. But it is different with you, I feel so in sync with you."

"That's because we belong together. Christy, I never thought I could feel this much love for a woman until I met you. You are my everything and I never want to lose you."

"You won't," she said, releasing her hand from his she placed her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. "I love you so much and I'm never going away."

After having a couple of dances they went and sat down. Sipping on their drinks they talked about their future together. They both wanted more children, at least two more. When she talked he kept looking at her lips and down her neck and towards her breasts. He couldn't wait to get her home so that he could remove her dress so that he could admire the beauty of her body.

"Cole, why are you looking at me that way."

"What way?" he asked, moving his eyes up.

"Like you want to rip off my clothes and devour me."

"Oh that way. You caught me, that is exactly what I want to do so let's go home before I lose my mind."

"Okay, let's go but you better not ruin this dress. I just bought it and I would like to be able to wear it again, hopefully before I get too big."

As soon as they got home and inside the door, he put his arms around her from behind before she could walk away. He placed his lips on the back of her neck, moving down to her shoulder.

She closed her eyes and tilted her head to the side so that his lips could move along her neck. A small moan of pleasure escaped her lips when she felt the soft feathery kisses he was leaving on her skin. A warm sensation coursed through her body. A tingling sensation traveled to the depth of her core and she could feel her panties dampening.

He was starting to have a hard time controlling himself from taking her right there on the floor, but being that she was pregnant he knew that was not a good idea. His manhood was straining to be released and knew he couldn't wait any longer.

"Let's take this upstairs," he said as he lifted her up and carried her up the stairs to their bedroom.

Once they entered the bedroom and he put her down she turned her back to him. "Unzip me please."

He did what was asked of him and when she turned around he was standing there with his hands on his hips. "Now it's your turn."

"My turn for what?" she asked as she slid her dress down and stepped out of it.

"Unzip me," he said with a devilish smirk on his face.

She blushed, not only was she standing in front of him naked except for her panties she had never had any man ask her to unzip his fly. "You want me to unzip your pants?"

"Yes I do, it's only fair. Come on, don't be shy, it won't bite you." It was amusing to him when her face turned red and as he watched her slowly pulled the zipper down on his pants.

After undoing his belt and pulling the zipper down she pushed his pants and briefs down. Her heart was racing and her eyes were glued to his manhood that was standing at attention and ready for action.

He chuckled when her eyes stayed glued on his private part. "Do you like what you see?"

She looked at him and smiled sweetly. "As a matter of fact, I do. I was thinking how I like the feel of it inside me. You really know how to work it and to satisfy a woman."

"If you think that it satisfies you now just wait until after the baby is born and I will show you how much better it will satisfy you. Now get on the bed and lay down."

This was the first time he had ordered her to do something in such a demanding voice. To be honest, she liked it and it was a real turn on. So getting on the bed she laid down on her back and waited while he removed the rest of his clothes.

She let out a gasp when he slid her panties down and started kissing up her inner thighs. She gripped the bed sheet in her fingers when she felt his face between her legs and his tongue slid inside her. She couldn't stop moaning and squirming as he brought her to one hell of an orgasm that left her panting and breathless.

The sound of her voice screaming his name gave him so much pleasure, it actually got him harder, if that was even possible. Moving up her body and being careful not to put all of his weight on top of her he reached her lips and kissed her with a hunger of a man who was in dire need of release. He rubbed his cock over her wet opening before sliding it inside her.

When they were done and both satisfied he rolled over onto his side, placing his hand over her belly. "That was amazing, you're amazing," he said, reaching over and kissed her.

She ran her fingertips over his lips. "You're the one that's amazing. All I did was lay here while you did all the work."

"That's not true, you did so much more than you will ever know. It was the way you kissed me, the way you ran your fingers through my hair while your other hand moved up and down my back. It was in the way you wrapped your one leg over mine and the way my name rolled off your tongue. You excite me like no one else ever had or ever could."

It made her feel so sad to think that during his marriage to Joyce that she had deprived him of love and sex. So she made a secret vow to herself to always show him love in every sense of the word.

Over the next few days she made a point of giving him a kiss and telling him how much she loved him every time he left for work. Then at night when he returned from work she was always there to greet him with a kiss and asked him how his day went. On the nights he had to work late she never once complained, after all, he was doing his job and helping to save lives.

It was such a joy coming home every night after a long day of work. Before Christy came into his life he dreaded coming home, never knowing if Joyce was going to be there and what kind of mood she would be in. He always had a warm meal waiting for him and on the night he came home late she would always have some warming up.

He went with her to her next appointment and was pleased that the baby was doing well and her blood pressure was where it should be. But as the days got closer to his meeting with the judge and the lawyers he was worried that she would once again become stressed. Since she was being used as the reason for his adultery there was no way to keep her out of the divorce proceedings.

They were sitting on the couch watching TV when his phone rang. With this one arm around her shoulder he reached for his phone with the other. Right away she could tell it wasn't good news by the way he removed his arm from her and got to his feet and started pacing as he talked on the phone.

She waited until he hung up before speaking. "I gather that's bad news."

He turned to look at her, worried lines creased his forehead. "That was my lawyer, we have to be at the court on Monday morning."

"We! Do you mean I have to be there too?"

"Yes, Joyce's lawyer will be wanting to question you. He's going to try and convince the judge that you and I have been sleeping together right from the beginning."

"But we haven't, it wasn't until after you've been separated and asked for the divorce."

When he saw how worried she looked he went over and sat beside her. "That's right, and we will let the judge know that. All you have to do is answer the questions truthfully. We have nothing to hide so you don't have anything to worry about."

"Why is Joyce doing this?"

"Because she is a wicked, greedy person. She wants to get every last dime she can out of me. I offered a huge settlement which she refused. And if that wasn't bad enough she wants this house. I designed this place and had it built exactly the way I wanted it. I don't even know why she wants this place, she hated it right from the beginning."

"Cole, I know it's none of my business but did you not get a prenup when you got married?"

"No, unfortunately I didn't."

"Why didn't you?"

"Well for one thing when I got married it was supposed to be for life so I didn't think one was necessary. That was one of my biggest mistakes I have ever made besides marrying her."

"If we get married I will be more than happy to sign a prenup."

He put his hands on her shoulders, staring into her big brown eyes. "What do you mean if? I definitely plan on marrying you when this whole mess is over with. There will be no prenup between the two of us."

"But what you're going through with Joyce why would you want to take the chance?"

"You are nothing like her, I love you and I trust you. So there will be no more talk about a prenup between you and me." He placed his finger under her chin and lifted her head up so that she had to look at him. "Do I make myself clear?"

She still thought he should draw up one between them, but she was so touched that he loved her enough to trust her. "Yes sir," she said, looking right back into his eyes. "I'm going upstairs to take a shower."

He let go of her and watched and she walked towards the hallway.

When she noticed that he wasn't following her she stopped and turned to look at him. "I said I was going upstairs to take a shower."

"Yeah, I heard you," he replied.

"Sometimes you can be so dense," she said as she undid the belt on her robe, letting them both drop to the floor, turned and headed towards the stairs.

He lifted his eyebrows, a smile crossed his face when he realized what she was insinuating. No way was he going to pass up taking a shower with her. He left a trail of his clothes as he followed her up the stairs.