SURPRISE
Tim Dooley is another of my neighbors on Pleasant Street. Tim's only twenty and is attending the local community college. To save money, he's still living at home with his parents.
Tim works part time at a local restaurant, mainly nights, and he doesn't have class every day. He likes helping out around the house, and sometimes runs errands for his mother. As far as I know, he's not dating anybody right now.
Lori Jacobs also lives on Pleasant Street, with her husband Lincoln. Lori's pregnant and the other day at the market I happened to overhear her telling one of her friends that her husband seems to have lost interest in sex since she began to show.
Tim and Lori know each other. Actually, Lori used to baby sit for Tim back when she was a teenager.
Let's suppose that Tim has always had a crush on Lori. And let's suppose that fate somehow throws Tim and Lori together. What might happen?
OH MOMMA!
"Could you do me a favor and drop some stuff off at Lori Jacobs' house today?" Tim Dooley's mother asked the young man one morning.
"Sure," he replied. He'd be only happy to see Lori, who he'd always had a crush on, again. Actually, he'd had the hots for her ever since she used to be his baby-sitter, a long time ago. She was, in his opinion, one of the hottest girls he'd ever seen. She was very petite, but just the same, she had always had an incredible body, at least in Tim's opinion. She had starred in many of the young man's sexual fantasies over the years, but she was a lot older so he'd never even considered asking her out. When he learned she'd gotten married, he was depressed for days.
He knew she'd moved back to Pleasant Street after she and her new husband purchased her parents' home when her folks retired and moved to Arizona. He'd been meaning to drop by and welcome her to the neighborhood, but hadn't gotten around to it.
"The stuff I want you to take is in the living room," his mother continued. " It's your old crib, playpen, and a few other things like that. I'm positive your father and I won't need them any more."
"Baby things?" Tim thought. "Is Lori pregnant?" he asked, surprised that he felt a little twinge of disappointment. So much for a visit with his "sexy" former babysitter.
"I think she's almost seven months along," his mother informed him. "I thought I told you."
"If you did, I don't remember." Tim replied. So much for his sexual fantasies about his former baby sitter. "What time is she expecting me?"
"I told her you'd bring the stuff over this morning," his mother replied.
Since he did have the day off, Tim didn't mind taking the baby things over to his former baby sitter's house. He carried the items out to his car and stuffed them in the back seat. After he finished, he went back in the house and had breakfast. After his mother left for work, he headed for Lori's house.
Lori greeted him at the door wearing a pink sweat suit. The snug-fitting outfit did nothing to hide her obviously swollen belly. Tim was surprised to note that it didn't look as if she'd gained much weight anywhere else, though. The rest of her tidy little body looked a lot like he remembered it. Her dark hair, which she once wore long and straight and almost reached her waist, was now cut in a very short pixyish style that looked very good on her. It actually made her look younger, Tim thought. And, even though it was fairly early in the morning, she looked as if she was wearing makeup. Obviously the Lori wasn't letting the fact that she was pregnant give her an excuse to let herself go.
"Hi, Timmy," she said, "How have you been? It's been ages since I've seen you. Your Mom said you'd bring over some baby things today. I understand you're in college now."
"Um...I have the stuff Mom sent over," Tim replied. He lifted the folded porta-crib to show her. "This is some of it. There's more in the car."
"Put it over there," Lori said. She gestured toward a corner of the kitchen.
Tim set the porta-crib and high chair he had been holding down where she indicated, then he went out and got the remaining items and set them down next to the first ones. "There, you won't have to buy a crib, porta-crib, high chair, or changing table now," he said.
"Thanks so much for bringing those things over," Lori said. "Everyone's been so nice. What with buying the house, money's kind of tight. It sure helps that we won't have to buy some of the expensive baby items."
"From what I've seen, it happens every time a woman gets pregnant the first time," Tim said. "Most of that stuff was mine."
"No kidding!" Lori looked surprised. "Oh, I'm not being a very good hostess. Would you like a cup of coffee, Timmy?" She paused, grinned, and chuckled. "You are old enough to drink coffee now, aren't you?"
"Yeah, I'm old enough," Tim said. He liked the fact that she was teasing with him. "I'd love a cup of coffee."
"I have a pot on," Lori said. "It's out in the kitchen. She started for the kitchen.
Tim followed her to the kitchen. As he did, he noticed that her bottom, which he'd always thought was one of the better ones he'd seen, looked just as good as it always had, if not even better. Her buttocks moved wonderfully under the soft material of her sweat suit as she walked ahead of him.
"Watch it, there," Tim cautioned himself. "You shouldn't be having those kinds of ideas about a pregnant lady." But even though he tried, he couldn't stop having exactly those kinds of thoughts.
Lori and her husband had a nice house, neatly kept, with modern furnishings. The kitchen was large and had a breakfast bar. Tim sat on one of the stools. Lori poured two cups of coffee and set them in front of them. "Do you take cream or sugar?" she asked.
"Black."
"Me, too." She climbed up on the stool next to his.
"You cut your hair," Tim said.
"Yeah, I hated to do it, but it was a real pain having to deal with that long hair and being pregnant," Lori replied. "I may let it grow again once I have the baby, I'm not sure."
"I like the short haircut," Tim said.
Lori smiled at him. "Do you?"
He felt himself blushing as he nodded.
"So you're at community college?" she asked.
