Kim has a fantasy, and it all pertains to pink items, but not just any pink items. She and Darnell awaken as they lay there in each other’s arms he kisses her softly as she returns the kiss to him.
“What do you want to do today baby girl?” he asks softly.
“Oh I think I want to go shopping we need some new sheets for this bed.” Kim replies.
“Ok well why don’t we get ready and we can go.”
“Are you sure want to come with me Baby?”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I?”
They get up get themselves together and head out the door. They work their way down to the bedding store. Darnell and Kim look over many different sets of sheets, however they just weren’t what Kim had in mind (this is only stage one to her fantasy).
“Baby I don’t like any of these, this really isn’t what I am looking for.” Kim says in her sexy little whiny tone.
“Well what do you want, to me a sheet is a sheet so tell me what your looking for and maybe we can find it.”
“Honey you might not like what I am wanting but I just have to have them, I want pink silk sheets.”
“PINK SHEETS?? What prey tell do you want pink silk sheets for? What is going through your little mind little missy?” he whispers, not wanting to draw attention throughout the store, leaning in toward him she runs her hand around the back of his head, pulling him down to her.
“Baby I have a fantasy that I haven’t yet told you about and I need the pink sheets, please baby I really need to have them.”
“Why do I have the feeling I am going to be in a whole lot of trouble here? Ok baby girl if that’s what you really want lets see if we can find them.”
Darnell and Kim walk off to find a sales person and ask her if they have just what Kim’s looking for. She brings them over to where all their silk sheets are stored. They had a few different shades of pink, (rose pink, light pink, a mauve sort of pink). Kim looks and she looks until she finally found the exact color that she wanted (they weren’t a dark pink yet they weren’t a really light pink either they were just perfectly in the middle) the perfect color pink to set off her fantasy.”
Darnell and Kim purchased the sheets and headed out. Getting into the car she just kept looking at these sheets and looking over at Darnell with a really devilish look and grin on her face.
“Damn you little girl I don’t know what’s going through your head, but some how I still think I am in a whole lot of trouble.”
Trying to change the subject, they were coming up to the dance store, she needed to get some new tights for their youngest whom was taking ballet, and she knew this would be the perfect time to get the second part of her fantasy.
“Honey pull in there please.” Kim says to Darnell as she points to the store.
“What do you need in here? Baby this is a dance store, girl what in the heck’s going on?” Darnell asks now in a slight concern.
“Honey I need to get some new tights for our Daughter and because we are right here I figured I would get them.”
“Ok Ok you can do this one by yourself I am NOT going in there.” Darnell replies as they pulled into the parking lot. Darnell parks in front of the store and suddenly he puts his face into his hand.
“Babe what’s the matter?” Kim asks quietly.
“Kim, look in that window and tell me what you see.” She looks and she instantly knows what’s wrong.
“Oh honey please don’t worry about that, that was so long ago and you were so young then it’s really no big deal.” She replies.
“I know but all I can think about every time I see one of those little tutu’s is that very embarrassing picture that my mother took of me when I was younger wearing a little pink tutu, oh my god that was so embarrassing.”
Kim was determined to get Darnell over the fact that he was so embarrassed. She wanted him to see that it was really no big deal. All mothers do some crazy things sometimes and they want some kind of memories of their children. Kim kisses Darnell quickly as she stepped out of the car. She headed into the store and picked up the tights she needed for their daughter. While she was in there she knew what she had to do; she purchased a pink tutu that she knew he would be able to wear, (she knew one of two things would happen, either he would laugh and get over his embarrassment or he would get very angry at her for doing this to him (oh how she prayed it wouldn’t be the latter of the two). She had no intention of ever wanting to make him angry with her. All she ever wants to do is help him in any way she can. Walking back to the car, she puts the bag in the back seat, as he just stared at her.
