There comes a time in a young woman's life when the love for her man becomes so true that she cannot imagine it ever changing. For some it proves to be an ethereal and elusive moment that is eventually lost in time, never to be rediscovered. For a lucky few, though, it is what it seems, a harbinger to a lifetime of wedded bliss...
Julie felt the steamy air rise up through the bubbles covering the surface of the bath. It enveloped her in its warm embrace like a soft blanket and she sighed as she shut off the faucet, leaving the small room in momentary silence. She touched the water with her fingertip, tentatively at first, but then with more confidence as the warmth of the water pleasantly covered her skin like the supple cloth of a velvety glove.
Hmm, perfect, she quietly said to herself as she rose to remove the robe that covered her body. As she turned, she saw her reflection through the partially fogged over surface of the bathroom mirror. The excited smile that played across her face caught her by surprise, making her bite her lip slightly and causing a momentary blush to fill the smooth skin of her cheeks.
She was excited, her heart fluttered constantly and she had found that same smile appearing at the oddest times over the last few weeks. As she pinned her light brown hair up into a bun behind her head, a tiny giggle escaped her lips. Oh, I can hardly wait for Richard to get home!
Julie untied the sash at her waist and let the white robe flow off of her shoulders. After hanging it on the hook by the door, her gaze moved back to the mirror and she looked over her own body with, perhaps, a less critical eye then she had in the past. She had just celebrated her 24 th birthday and, as her husband kept telling her, she probably looked better then she had the day she first met him.
Then she distastefully pinched at her trim waist, pulling up a small bit of skin between her fingers, Well, almost as good anyway. Richards a dear, but he'd say anything to make me happy!
Julie cupped both of her breasts, lifting them slightly. They filled her hands nicely and were still quite firm, showing no signs of sag. Her nipples were a rosy pink, and sat slightly upturned on the rise of her boob. And they're all natural too the words came out playfully, but she had always been proud of her bust line and considered it to be one of her best features.
She tweaked one of her distended nipples gently and a soft moan escaped her lips as the almost electrical sensation of arousal began softly pulsating from the stimulated bud. The sensation was delicious and she couldn't help but pinch the other one before forcing herself back to her bath.
Lastly for effect, Julie lit a number of scented candles that she had placed around the tub and slipped on the headphones from her Ipod before carefully relaxing into the wonderfully warm water.
As she ran the soapy sponge over belly, she let her mind drift to her life with Richard. She'd been working two jobs over the last three years, jobs that supported them both while he had completed his Masters Degree.
It had been a difficult time and her muscles had often ached from the stress that the jobs had put on her, but when they married they had both decided that he should finish school first. They both knew that once he had a better job than either of them could have gotten before, she would be free to quit her waitressing jobs and go back to school herself.
She had known deep down that she was taking an awful risk. If he had not turned out to be the type of man she thought him to be, she would have lost precious time and may not have ever had a chance to finish her own scholastic career.
Julie lifted her right leg from the water and ran the wet sponge down over her calf and then back up to her inner thigh, content in the knowledge that she had made the right decision. During that time, Richard had taken care of the majority of the household duties and had never complained once about any of it. He wasn't the type of guy who went off drinking with his friends or staying out late without explanation.
He hadn't had unexpected expenses and there had been no mysterious phone calls that might have indicated that he was seeing another woman. No, he was home every night with her, sharing whatever little event might have transpired or problem that might have developed during the day.
Raising the other leg, she repeated the sponging of her skin, enjoying the feeling of the soft material on her body. She had been touch deeply when, shortly after he had gotten the job they had both worked so hard for, and paid better than both of her jobs did together, he simply asked what she wanted to do.
He made no demands on her and had no expectations of what her decision might be. If she still wanted to go to school, or if she had just rather taken some time off, he had made it clear that he would be okay with it.
She settled in the tub, relaxing into the water as she recalled the look on his face when she told him what she really wanted.
She told him that she wanted to be a mother.
The look on his face was one she would remember forever. It was one of shock and surprise to be sure. They had always been too busy to even think of having a baby, and she had dropped it on him from out of left field, but there was also an unmistakable feeling in him of excitement and joy at the prospect. He had taken her into his arms and kissed her so passionately that she would never have been able to doubt his sincerity.
They had made love that night with more passion and excitement than they had since the first months of their marriage, so it had been difficult for her to have to tell him that he would have to go buy condoms before she would let him have her again. He had looked like a puppy being scolded, and despite herself, Julie still found the memory amusing.
Understanding his confusion, Julie had taken his hand in hers and explained to him that she wanted to know exactly when she, when they, conceived their baby. She just wanted everything to be...perfect.
