It's Valentine's Day already. I have been planning to make all of his dreams come true. Being 7 months pregnant, if I am going to bring his fantasies to life this was the last chance before our world changes. My first stop was to the ever awkward adult shop. I was on a mission for a ball gag, some soft rope and a butt plug. The man spied me the moment I walked in the door and asked me for my ID. I presented it and he made a comment that it wasn't too often he had seen anyone THIS pregnant in his shop. I smiled shyly and went about my browsing.
It wasn't long before I had the attention of the entire store. My 5'3 inch frame and long brown hair and bright red cheeks. My curves following this growing belly. I quickly realized that each section was labeled by interest and made my way to a very appropriately titled BDSM section. There I found most of my to do list, a black and orange ball gag and a binding rope for beginners. I wandered around until I found the butt plugs. While I have enjoyed anal play in the past it had been quite a while. Luckily there was a beginners section for plugs as well. I made my selection and headed to check out. The clerk graciously reminded me to use plenty of lube and offered a few samples to try. I paid for my items and made a mad dash to my car.
My second stop of the day was finding an outfit sure to entice. I stopped at a few lingerie stores and all explained there wasn't room for my belly. Finally desperate I decided to return to the adult shop and try my luck. The clerk, sensing my frustration showed me a section where the belly was open, allowing room. I kindly agreed to purchase and made my way home. I spent all afternoon cleaning and prepping. I watched guides on appropriate rope usage and safe positions for beginners. My phone began to ring and it caused me to jump. He was calling to tell me he was off early and on his way home. I explained I had some terrible cravings and sent him on a wild goose chase while I finished my preparations.