Were A Wonderful Wife Ch 10

We're a Wonderful Wife

Chapter 10

Dark Angels

Finally, after what seemed like a month but was only a week Lanh's big SUV was loaded, mostly with Krissy's gifts, and the kids were all hugged and kissed one last time and it was time for Lanh, Don, and 8-month pregnant Karole to head back to Colorado. Their Christmas visit to Minnesota had been short and sweet, and for the first time in her life Karole felt sorrow at leaving somewhere. Arlo cried his little eyes out, he wanted to go with Aunt Karole but when he found out that his mom wasn't going to come with him, that made his decision even tougher. He looked longingly at Aunty Karole and back at Mom heartbroken over the decision that life forced on a two-year-old.

Karole's heart was aching for the little guy, just days ago he was afraid of her because when he felt her baby move, he thought that Karole ate a baby. But since his Uncle Don vouched for her, Arlo and Karole been almost inseparable. Karole looked at Tam, Arlo's mother, whose eyes were moist, her heart was aching for her little boy's quandary too. "Ah'll be back little guy, and ah'll have a little girl to come see you. We can teach her how to go fishin' an stuff like that, ok?"

"An' baseball too?" sniffed the heartbroken two-year-old.

"If you'd like," said Karole as she tousled his black locks of hair. "And Aunty Kim-ly will have a baby boy, we can teach him too."

Hope began to spring in Arlo's broken heart. He looked up at Aunt Karole with big tear filled but hopeful eyes. "An me? You teach me?"

"Yeah lil' fella, we'll teach you baseball too," said Aunt Karole as she gave Arlo one last hug. "And maybe Reggie soon too," came an unbidden thought leaving her to wonder where that came from.

That evening Karole and Kim-ly had retired to their bedrooms early so Karole could get up, help milk the cows and have a good breakfast before heading out, and as usual they ended up sitting on Kim-ly's bed, leaning on each other talking about everything, usually men. Both had a varied and exciting love life, and both lived in terror of becoming exactly what they were right now, pregnant unwed women. "What birth control did you use in college?" Kim-ly asked Karole that late evening.

"Promise you won't tell?" asked Karole sheepishly.

"Promise!" said Kim-ly as she crossed her heart.

"Mah roommate," said Karole quietly.

"What?" asked Kim-ly almost laughing. "Your roommate? How does that work?"

Karole blushed and said softly. "You know, you see that guy with them shoulders, and that tight ass and that big ol' package and you know he'd do you cross-eyed, or you'd see that superhot professor with just the right amount of gray in his beard and he smells like sweet pipe tobacco and drives a Mercedes and when he looks at you your panties just melt, ya know what ah mean?"

Kim-ly could feel her nipples hardening just from Karole's descriptions. "Oh, I know, what about it?"

"Well, you come back to your room and your roommate just gets out of the shower and you tell her all about Mister Wonderful and how he got your juices flowin.' Next thing you know you an' your roommate are working out those frustrations and a toy from your sock drawer joins the party an'..."

"No!" gasped Kim-ly, "You? Really? That's so HAWT!"

Karole was ecstatic that Kim-ly didn't think she was a pervert for her lesbian affairs, she smiled in relief and went on. "Ah missed guys but for birth control it worked, ain't no chick ever knock up another chick..."

"Wellllll..." said Kim-ly, "that's not exactly true..." she patted her tummy.

"What do you mean... how can a woman do that..." She shrugged her shoulders dumbfounded.

"My OB/Gyn... I found a sperm donor and Dr. Schaeffer, a woman, took care of the rest."

"Couldn't you do it the old-fashioned way?" asked Karole.

"No, it's too..." Kim-ly rolled her eyes in thought. "No, I'm not going to say. Just leave it at that, let's just say that my Danh is a Turkey Baster baby."

"A what?" laughed Karole.

Downstairs in their suite, Don and Lanh embraced in their shower. As their lips parted, their eyes met, and Lanh slowly eased her way into the shower chair. They realized that this would be the last time they were in this room until May, their wedding anniversary, and the anniversary of the rebuilding of the bunkhouse into Lanh's house, so they were a little sad. This house and these people meant so much to Don and Lanh that they felt sad to leave, and even though Colorado brought them and Karole together, they were both beginning to feel that the move was a huge mistake.

Lanh eased down on the shower chair; Don leaned forward for a kiss but Lanh pressed down on his shoulders. Lanh is in charge tonight and Don smiled, since she realized that she could take charge any time she desires, she's become a more passionate lover. She pushed downward on Don's shoulders forcing his kisses lower and lower. He enjoyed blowjobs under the warm spray of the shower, she now wants to see what he enjoys so much.

Lower and lower he kissed, straight down between her small, round breasts, down to her naval where his tongue explored for a moment making her giggle, then lower. One of Don's great loves is to linger in "The Black Forest" a term that embarrasses Lanh, it implies that she's incredibly hairy down there, but quite the opposite is true. Don loves what hair she does have gracing her pelvic mound, soft ebony hair, so gentle on his lips and tongue. "Love me here," she whispered as she continued to push. Lanh still won't say "eat me" until she's so horny she can barely think, but now she guided his mouth between her widespread legs. He gently began to lick her pussy lips, the tip of his tongue drawing up between them, penetrating slightly.

"Noooo," she groaned, "don't tease." But Don looked up and chuckled, he was planning to tease his woman until she screamed. He continued to lick gently and she shuddered, her head rolled back and she sighed, "Ohhhh you bastard."

"What did you just call me?" he laughed. He's never heard this out of her before.

"Don't stop!" she cried and pulled his head to her pussy. "Eat me!" she demanded.

"You just had to ask," he chuckled but he didn't quite finish his statement as she grabbed his ears and pulled his mouth back to her pussy and he began suckling on her clit, his tongue dancing there, driving her crazy.

Don drew his finger nails up the length of her inner thighs causing her to gasp and arch her back, forcing her clit and pussy against his mouth harder. Now she grasped his wrists, his left wrist she pulled upwards until his hand was cupping her breast, where he began squeezing the delightful, baseball size mound capped by a hard, prominent, sensitive nipple. As he pinched and twisted her nipple with his thumb and forefinger on his left hand, she pushed his right hand down to where his mouth was worrying at her most sensitive tissue.

"Ohhhh Yes! Ohhh Yes! Ohhh Yes!" she softly chanted as two of Don's fingers slid in and out of her pussy, his fingers curled and tickling her g-spot perfectly. His fingers probed around doing what Kim-ly called "reaching for the last olive left in the jar," and it worked perfectly, Lanh was going out of her mind. His mouth suckling at her clit, his tongue stroking her clit in time with his fingers, his left-hand pinching and tugging on her right nipple, her left hand pinching and rolling her left nipple, her right hand clutching his head and holding him to her pussy just in case he had ideas of doing something else.

The warm water splashed and tingled over her body, and she loved the sensation, her eyes rolled back in her head as her chanting of "Ohhhh Yes!" went on and on. At one point she reached over and slapped off the water then went back to clutching his head, they were almost out of hot water.

Her chant soon changed to, "Ok, stop... ok, stop... ok, stop..." but Don didn't stop. She didn't particularly want him to stop, she wanted him to cum when she does, but her words had no power behind them, Don continued to play her body like a fine-tuned instrument, and she did nothing to stop him other than her tiny groans.

Soon it was on her, whatever control she had over Don was lost, her body was a wound as tight as a clock spring. Her knees came up and spread wide offering herself to him, she wanted to cry "Fuck me!" but she was wound up so tight that nothing came out. Now both of her hands were on his head, her fingers wound in his hair, holding his ravenous mouth in place, and then with a grunt it was on her, that delicious, mind warping assault of release. The tension flowed out of her as waves of passion coursed through her body. She trembled and shook, her fine little legs wrapped around Don's head and squeezed with all her strength as she enjoyed a delicious orgasm that went on and on and on...

As she came back to herself, she found that she was on their bed and Don was between her legs, his big hard cock leading the way, aimed directly at her pussy. They had been so busy with Christmas and the family that this was the first real chance they had to make love in their own bed and Don was aching with need. She reached for his cock and found that it was harder than it has been for ages, a drop of pre-cum hung by a tread from the angry red head of his cock. From the feel of the scalding iron in his cock and the fire in his eyes, Lanh realized that she was in for a fucking the likes of which she hasn't experienced in what seemed like ages, and she can't wait!

Quickly she spit on her hand then slathered her saliva on his cock, years ago she wouldn't have dreamed of doing something so base, so gross... but now she knows, when she's in bed with the man she loves, whatever feels good, is good. His spit slickened cock slid into her folds easily, stretching her out, spreading her open. "Oh God!" she gasped, the sensation came as a surprise and her hands slammed down on the mattress, her fingers clutched the sheets tightly as Don plunged deeper and deeper inside of her until there was little of her vagina that wasn't filled with his cock.

Don paused for a moment, their eyes searching each other's eyes, she practically swam in his soft blue eyes and wondered how she became so lucky that he chose her. Don studied Lanh's beautiful dark brown, almost black almond shaped eyes and fell in love with her all over again. They paused for an eternal moment, then it began. His hips commenced driving his cock into her pussy relentlessly, the sound of the slapping of their wet groins together filled the room. They kissed passionately as they made love but soon, they were too far gone for kisses and Lanh was cumming again. She wrapped herself around Don and held on tight as another orgasm took over her body, it was the most powerful orgasm to date, and it felt like she left her body behind as the orgasm coursed through her. She remembered planting her feet on the mattress and pushing her pussy up to meet Don's relentless thrusts, her hands holding tight, then at the crest of the sweetest orgasm in her life she closed her eyes softly. Opening her eyes she found Don laying next to her. When did he stop?

"Welcome back," he smiled.

"What do you mean?" Lanh blinked her eyes and tried to fight back the woozy feeling that somehow overtook her.

"You fainted," said Don.

"No, you are clearly mistaken," teased Lanh. She realized now that she fainted, when Don wrings those massive orgasms out of her, it sometimes happens. Then she realized that she was covered up. "When did you put this blanket on me?"

"About five minutes ago."

"You're clearly crazy, no such thing happened..." The teasing and love play continued as they kissed gently. Then while smiling at each other she saw the damage to his shoulder and gasped, "What happened to your shoulder?" Lanh ran her hand over what appeared to be bite marks, vicious ones. "Were you out in the milking parlor again? Those cows can get vicious if you're not careful around them."

"No, I got that from my wife."

"The bitch! Point her out, I'll kill her!" Chuckling Don pulled Lanh close and kissed her tenderly. "I'm sorry," Lanh sniffed, "I'm sorry, I don't mean to bite..."

"Hey, it's ok, you haven't done that since before my accident." Don pulled her closer, "It's kind of like a welcome home. It means I finally got it right."

Lanh had a realization that they really were going to be ok, and she snuggled close to Don, resting her head on his unchewed shoulder. Through the open bedroom doorway, they watched the fire burn down in their little fireplace and the Christmas lights twinkle on the tiny tree, and as they drifted off to sleep, they both dreamed of the day when they could return home to stay.

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The trip back to Colorado was a mixed bag of emotions for Karole. The days leading up to Christmas were crazy, she watched this big happy family celebrate their favorite holiday and they kept drawing Karole into their celebration of joy, but she wanted to "celebrate" by watching from the outside. Eventually she began to feel the love that was radiating from her friends and all in all it was her best vacation to date. She learned new passions for Pho and lefse, she learned how to go ice fishing out on the big pond out back, and she got to go on a winter hayride with all the kids before they went back to school.

If anything, her trip back to Colorado was filled with reluctance. Karole passionately loved her job, but she hated her house, it was supposed to be a cradle of love for her and Jayce and their daughter, but now she's alone and cold and for the first time in her life she felt truly at home somewhere and it turned out to be in that big drafty old farmhouse in Minnesota. She was offered a whole Jack and Jill suite for her and Krissy to live in, and before she left, the plaster was patched the new paint was up, and the painting was done by herself, Lanh, and Kim-ly.

But all too soon it was time to go, Mai, Sandy, and Tam were there to see her off, but the real tears came when it was time to say goodbye to Kim-ly. No one remembered seeing Kim-ly so emotional before, the Vietnamese tough chick looked positively heartbroken, and she even made Don and Lanh promise to take special care of Karole back in Greeley. As the sun came up on the Northwoods, Don, Lanh and Karole sadly headed west to their current home.

As they crossed into North Dakota the scenery was the most alien that Karole had ever seen. On the way up from Colorado it was bright and sunny, in South Dakota they even stopped at Mt. Rushmore for pictures. Now it was snowing, the landscape was stark, baren, and frigid. The land was billiard table flat here in the Red River Valley, the farms were huge and stretched on forever. Wheat stubble was left in the field, and it was catching the snow that blew across the barren open land, fields were lined with narrow strips of trees and underbrush which were called shelter belts which protect the fields from the harsh wind. Other than the occasional farmhouse and steel sheds, all that could been seen were the strips of trees surrounding inky black stretches of fields that were highlighted with the glaring white snow that was being trapped by the remaining stubble. It was a cloudy gray day with the ugliest snow Karole had ever seen. The flakes were tiny, more like flake fragments, not pretty like in Minnesota. Here the snow looked more like fog than a snowfall.

"How did y'all handle leaving when you got orders overseas?" asked Karole, wondering if she were alone in this gloomy feeling.

"Not well," said Lanh. "If it wasn't for Sandy and Kim-ly, I don't know how I would have made it." She turned in her seat to see Karole in the back, "Once we got to the point where we learned to depend on each other, we were doing better, but it still hurt."

Karole had another question ready but just as she was getting ready to ask, her phone rang, it was Kim-ly again, this was her third call since they left. "Hey sweetie, how ya doin'?" and she and Karole went into a long-term discussion on what they discovered about diapers.

"I think this trip is the best thing we could ever have done for Karole and Kim-ly," said Lanh as she and Don held hands.

"I also think it's the best thing we could ever have done for Krissy and Danh," said Don as he drove for the first leg of the trip.

"What do you mean?"

"Before we left, Karole was completely like, "Yeah, I'm pregnant, I'll figure it out when the baby gets here," and Bao says that Kim-ly was the same way. After a week and a half together comparing notes and mom pheromones, and they've both become supermoms in full nesting mode."

"Mom pheromones?" laughed Lanh. "What is a mom pheromone?"

"It's a paper I've been working on, expectant mothers put out pheromones that other expectant mothers' pickup on which helps them group together for mutual support. Men pick up on them too and they inspire men to perform great feats of construction."

"Feats of construction? Like what?" Lanh couldn't wait for this.

"Things like nurseries, repainting the baby's room four times, but most importantly building man caves, sports bars, cigar bars... hey! Don't hit the driver so hard!"

They stopped for lunch at a Kroll's Diner in Bismark, it's a German themed restaurant that has a lot of German sounding items on the menu, but for someone who enjoys German food it's the equivalent of what the Olive Garden does to Italian cuisine. Lanh had cabbage rolls and Don had a Ruben sandwich, those were their favorites when they would stop at a Kroll's for a late-night meal after a movie when they were stationed at Grand Forks AFB. Karole was starving but Krissy was being picky, so she eventually settled on a salad and a bowl of knoephla, a delicious soup that her new dad, Ralph, made for them the day they put up the Christmas tree. The salad was good, but sadly the knoephla was flavorless compared to Ralph's. "What did they do to my soup?" said Karole sadly, knowing that it would be a couple of years before she got a bowl of hot knoephla ever again.

"This is one of those places where you need to learn the menu," said Lanh. "Here, try this," and she gave Karole a taste of her cabbage roll.

"That's incredible!" said Karole as her eyebrows went up in delight. "Ah thought you were crazy when you put the pancake syrup on it."

Lanh squeezed Don's arm. "It's his mom's recipe, just a touch of maple syrup."

They arrived home in time for New Year's Eve, as they carried Karoles boxes of gifts into her house Lanh whispered quietly, "if you want, you can come over to our house."

"Y'all been so generous and sweet to me, I couldn't possibly..."

"We know how it is," Lanh interrupted, "You're surrounded by family and friends and then suddenly you're sitting in an empty house and sometimes the silence becomes too loud."

"Ah know what you mean sweetie, but ah'll be fine."

Lanh smiled and hugged her angel. "Ok, but if Krissy gets lonely, you bring her right over. Her uncle Don gets lonely sometimes too. And by the way, do you have any frozen broccoli?"

"Yeah, I do. Somebody slipped it in my grocery cart last time I was shopping."

Not even trying to look guilty Lanh said, "Ok, New Year's dinner is tomorrow at four, bring the broccoli and come a little early ok?"

"Ok, don't you worry about me mom, you two go and have fun." After Lanh had left, Karole went about putting all the gifts she got for Krissy in Krissy's dresser, and again she was overwhelmed by the generosity of Lanh and Don's families. Someone had given her sleepers for a whole year, a beautiful collection of pink sleepers in Newborn, 0-3 months, 3-6 months, and 6-12 months sizes. There was a card with it, but the message was in a different language, probably Vietnamese, but don't they use Chinese writing?