Dreaming Of A White Christmas Ch 10

All persons involved in sexual relationships are over any legal age.

We laid there holding tightly to each other for ages, breathing heavily, with Angie still enclosing my willy. She must have been uncomfortable with her legs still in a kneeling position and her shoulder on the mattress beside me. The feeling of her breasts squashed against me, one in the side of my ribs and the other on my front, and her warm pussy felt comforting. More than comfortable, it felt sexy and kept me harder than I should be at the age of sixty-eight.

We kissed for a while until my ability to stay awake failed me.

----------------------------------------------------Chapter 10----------------------------------------------------

The twelve week ultrasound scan was running late, partly due to the state of the health service, partly due to the winter rise of covid cases, partly due to Christmas but Angies turn arrived on January fifth.

I knew nothing of it; Angie went to the clinic on her own and all I knew was I was at home with Freddy while Angie 'was out with a friend'.

For a week or five there was a different atmosphere, not in any way nasty or quiet or difficult, it just felt less... less animated. However we still shared a bed, we still made love and Angie seemed to be insatiable with her pregnancy hormones...

Reminds me of a joke I once heard:

'Dad, what are hormones?'

'That's easy son, that's what you get if you don't pay a prostitute'.

That really tickled my fancy as I thought about how I met Angie and how she was so unlike the stereotypical image I had of a sex worker!

We still did everything else, but just a bit less of everything and a bit less energetically.

In a nut shell I was feeling a little left out, especially at the beginning of February when a colleague was talking about their twelve week scan and he showed me the picture.

That evening Angie was wearing a snug fitting dress and her bump was becoming quite apparent. I gave her a hug and she fielded my kiss on her cheek, then I knelt on the floor and kissed her bump; "Hello baby are you all snuggy and cosy in there?" a second kiss before I stood.

"Nutter."

"That Barry was telling me all about their scan today, showed me the picture."

"Could you see anything?

"Not really until he pointed it all out to me."

My phone rang, it was my accountant. I pointed up, gesturing to Angie, and went upstairs to get better reception. We went through some bits and pieces as the rent on number six was now all official and the first payment had arrived from the benefits office. At the end of that I asked about wills, something that had been on my mind with Angie being pregnant, and he went through various options and the financial aspects of each. We had got right to the end of the call, bade our goodbyes and he added; "Of course the best possible option is to marry the girl."

"I think she has already said no."

"Okay Terry cheerio, I'll catch you later."

I spent half hour doing paperwork before showering and going back downstairs.

"A O Arncle Derry." He held his arms up so I picked him up.

"Hello Freddy. What have you been doing today?"

"Nanny."

"That's right; we went to see Nanny today."

Freddy looked to Angie then pointed to his toys on the floor; "Lellow car."

I put him down and he commenced playing with the new toy.

"Dinner smells good." We moved over to the pots. "Barry was saying about the scan at twelve weeks, how come we didn't get one?"

"Erm, I did but it was late because of Christmas."

I was a little flustered; "Oh, err, wh, erm why didn't you, err, say?"

"I wanted to, hmm," she looked up above my head, "erm, Terry don't get me wrong but..."

I imagined all sorts of things to follow that beginning and all of them felt like not ending well.

"The thing is... Bugger I knew this would happen. The thing is you dragged me here and..."

"I wouldn't say I dragged you."

"I need to say this, so please. You insisted I came home with you, I said this wouldn't work. I can even remember the exact words 'You do know this won't work'."

"I remember exactly too and saying; 'I don't have any real thoughts there, I love spending time with you but right here, right now I'm helping a pretty and gorgeous damsel in distress.' Well you're not in distress anymore, at least I hope you're not but you are still gorgeous and pretty."

"Stop. Please. I'm in a very different place now, very different. I don't deny you have given me tons more than I would have had without your help. I can't even imagine where I would be without your help. Actually Terry I can, I'd have been in some horrible mould ridden shit hole flat in Green something or other Road and not be able to afford food or heat. But that doesn't change things. I can't believe you purchased this lovely house because of me..."

I stopped her; "No. I didn't buy this for you, I bought it for me for the situation I was in."

"Yes, for us, for me. You asked me to marry you."

"And I will ask again."

Angie froze for a moment with a quizzical look on her face; "Do you have any idea how difficult it is for a woman in my position? You have fallen in love with a fantasy."

"No, yes. No I visited you, I came to you to fulfil a fantasy and oh boy did you fulfil it. Yes I admit I fell in love, no I developed strange feelings for you straightaway and returned a few times for more and the fantasy faded to reality. Any fantasy vanished from my head the moment you said about the fire and when I saw you on that mattress on the floor I went directly into survival mode for you and Freddy but... Careful Terry." I said but aimed at myself; "To be honest Angie I've had three women live in this house with me, that house over there," I pointed in the wrong direction, "Yeah I was in love with them whatever that means but right after the first Christmas sharing you with my family and friends I knew there was something so very different about you. You told me I'm not like your other customers."

"Oh great, thanks for throwing that in my face."

"I'm not 'throwing it in your face' at all, I have no problem with your past or how we got together and I feel happy it was a means to meeting you, I only lied to Danni for your comfort, but you said I'm different and I'm very happy you came with me and said you wouldn't have gone with any of the others."

"So what's changed Terry, I mean really changed?"

"Nothing has. I've lived with you for three years, if you really want to know I've lived with you for three years and sixty-eight days and we have done everything together, shared everything, you have never taken me for granted... from the first moment we got here together I opened my home to you and that was only because it felt right, because I trusted you and I could help with a need, with your need, because... heck just because and I think we make a good team. Yes I've fallen in love with you and I think I'm the luckiest man alive."

"Bastard," she turned to look to Freddy in the other room and whispered; "sorry Freddy. Why did you have to say that?"

"It's how I feel. Simples."

"Yeah and I feel the same bloody way unfortunately." Angie stopped and shook her head, I watched her huge head of hair seem to sway in the opposite direction; 'I've fallen in love with you too and I think I'm the luckiest woman alive'?"

"So what's the problem?"

Angie stood there looking at me with her mouth open. "I don't... I don't know. I just don't see you as my life partner."

"Wee wee Mummy." Just like that our conversation stopped and Angie left with Freddy, I realised I was shaking and I thought about what had just been happening. I tried to remember everything said and although it must have sounded like an argument it was actually muted and relaxed. I questioned myself how I really felt about Angies occupation and it had never bothered me in the slightest, it wasn't as if she had tried to keep it secret from me and there was no way I didn't know.

I checked the pots and gave them a stir, it was a spicy meat stew type meal, which I assume had a proper name, with various vegetables and red rotelle pasta wheels. It looked ready to serve so I checked the plates were warming and laid the little table in the kitchen.

"This should just about be ready." Angie checked the saucepans and started plating up, I poured drinks and we sat to eat with the previous conversation being completely ignored, instead we went with todays and tomorrows plans.

A whole week later, Angie was sitting at her dressing table about nine PM. Having finally transferred everything over from the other house I'd been sorting through the boxes of stuff in the cold garage. I touched her bare back with two fingers and she squealed like a piglet. "You bugger, that's cold. Did you mean those things you said the other day?"

"Yes. Anything in particular?"

"How I look?"

"You kidding?"

"You said pretty and gorgeous."

"Totally. The first time I saw your picture I had an erection just knowing it may be possible to be with you, it was weeks later when I plucked up the courage to send a message and eventually meet you, I really couldn't believe how good you look in real life and then your attitude towards me... if I'm honest it didn't make sense that you were..." I stopped as I'd run out of ways to say on an escort site. "Everyone has said how good you look and how lucky I am as we work so well together and look so good together." I stopped, I'd said enough and didn't want to get into another heavy discussion.

"Hmm." Angie returned to filing her nails. "Anything you want to ask me?"

I took a breath, pursed my lips and blew for maybe ten seconds. Lots ran through my mind, now the subject had been raised most of the thought revolved around the escort work. "Yes I have two questions."

"Go on." She looked up to the mirror and me.

"I... erm, err..."

She spun round on the stool to face me; "Just say it. Just ask."

"Freddy's father."

"Oh, really not what I expected. Janshid Kanmati, lived together for two years, I got home at six months pregnant and found him in bed balls deep in his aunties arse. She went into a barrage of abuse about depriving him of sex just because I was pregnant, all the while he continued pumping her arse. He didn't even turn to look at me."

"Did you deprive him?"

"No way, it was only an hour before that we fucked in the same bed so I shouted at him to go home with his aunty and fuck her arse instead. Actually I dragged him off her and pushed him out of the flat followed by the pile of clothes from the floor. Chucked her out too but she was easier still wearing her sari." Angie laughed and I mean a proper laugh making her wobbly bits shake. "I never saw the arsehole again, either of them and my arsehole got some rest too."

"What's funny?"

"He was cumming as I manhandled him from the bedroom and out of the flat." Angie touched the back of her hand to her mouth and nose... "Sorry but his hard cock was flailing around and spraying cum everywhere and then his aunty slipped on it as I pushed her out. After that I," she had regained control and continued with a serious face on, "after that I changed the lock but then couldn't afford the rent so I went on the game."

"Good girl."

"Second question?"

"Can I come to the next scan?"

Angie laughed again; "Yes of course. It's a week Sunday morning."

"Sunday? Are you sure it's on Sunday?"

"Oh yes, I phoned to double check, they are trying to catch up on appointments."

I bent down to kiss her forehead then, as she turned her head, on her lips.

"Go get in the shower Terry, you're freezing."

As I turned the water off I thought I heard women's voices so made sure I was decent with pyjama bottoms and towelling robe before going down to find Danni and Angie.

"Hello Sis."

"Hiya. I was passing so I brought your plates home."

"Oh thanks. You didn't need to make a special journey."

"And a reminder about the party on Sunday, not this Sunday it's the Sunday after and they want Freddy there."

"It's on the calendar. Oh the time?" I looked at Angie.

"The timing is fine." She was making some gestures to me, rubbing her abdomen and pointing to Danni.

I moved over and held her waist; "Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure. I, we have some news. I'm having a scan on that Sunday morning."

Danni hurled herself at Angie for a hug; "I knew it, I knew it. When are you due?"

"June July."

Danni moved her limpet strength grip to me. "Congratulations." And kissed me, a smacker on my mouth, then held on to Angie to squeeze us together, kissed both our cheeks; "I knew at Christmas with all the talk of babies."

"I didn't."

Danni pulled away with a cheek stretching grin and looked at me; "You didn't know?"

"New Years Day and that was because Elainer kept challenging."

"Look I really must fly. Congratulations to you both. Angie tells me... you're getting nails done tomorrow... pop in for a cuppa while she's in there... Yeah?"

"Yeah I will." I went to the door with Danni, we had another hug. "Keep it to yourself for now please."

"Of course, we'll chat tomorrow. Bye Terry."

"Bye Dan." I watched her step into the cold evening air as far as getting in the car and closed the door.

Angie was making drinks, we smiled to each other, "Thank you Angie." I hugged her from behind with one hand low down on her tummy.

The following day I dropped Angie at a little terraced house in a narrow back street, a couple behind the main shopping area then headed over to see Danni. We chatted for best part of an hour, mostly about the baby and plans etcetera until Angie rang to be picked up.

We trundled along with the quieter atmosphere until the Sunday morning, it was raining, it was wet, it was a miserable day and the walk from the car to the hospital entrance and to the department seemed interminable. We checked in with reception and sat for five minutes or so.

The sonographer called for Angela but avoided using her surname, I didn't blame her. She invited us into her dimly lit room, sat me to one side with Freddy on my lap and settled Angie into the scary looking examination chair.

She confirmed Angies name and date of birth then addressed me; "And you are?"

I gave my name. "And your relationship with Angela?"

"Babies Father, oh and brother." I pointed to Freddy.

She looked at Angie with a look of consternation; "Father?"

"Yes, I've been staying with Terry since the fire at Newton Aycliffe."

"Oh I see." In a friendly way. "That seems to be taking forever; I saw they knocked some of it down a few months ago. This may feel cold."

Angie squealed as a big dollop of the cold jelly was deposited on her belly; "That's wicked, making me come here with a full bladder and putting that freezing stuff on me."

The sonographer smiled and placed the probe in the pile of jelly and moved it around. Very quickly the image one always sees appeared on the screen and she pointed out the points she looked at, took some measurements and estimated fifteen weeks which we didn't agree with then predicted late July 2022. "Do you wish to know baby's sex?"

"No thanks." Angie spoke before I got the chance.

I would have loved to know but nodded my confirmation.

"Would you like to hear baby's heartbeat?"

"Yes please." We said in tandem.

She changed the probe and moved it around until we heard the very rapid blipping sound.

"Wow that's your brother or sisters heartbeat Freddy."

"Corrr." He continued fiddling with the red plastic elephant he brought with him.

The consultation took less than twenty minutes but so much seemed to happen, we came away with four printed pictures and another three and a recording of the heartbeat on our phones.

All of a sudden the atmosphere that I'd felt for a month had gone, the old Angie full of smiles and loving life was back and I loved it. At the same time I wished, hoped, prayed she really was back and she stayed back, that she stayed. The joy on her face, and let's not ignore the joy I felt too, as we looked at the pictures of the baby, of our baby. Until seeing the images there was a feeling I struggle to describe; disbelief goes a bit towards it unreality or imagination help plus an element of que sera sera but now it felt real and my stomach was full of butterflies, make that elephants turning cartwheels and I knew it wouldn't be too many weeks before Angie would be feeling real elephants in hers.

Leaving the clinic we stopped off at a fish restaurant we like, while waiting for our lunch to be cooked Freddy played in the 'toy corner' and we chatted about the pregnancy.

I don't remember eating lunch as my mind was oh so somewhere else. I remember Freddy with his fish fingers and salad with a few chips from my plate and I particularly remember him chomping into a chunk of raw onion which we hadn't found on his plate, it started with a look of horror or disgust but before Angie could remove it from his mouth he chewed a couple of times and turning away from her swallowed then choked. Of course he aimed it well, directly into my lap. Without a second thought he picked up some fish and carried on eating in the way that only small children can after 'spilling out'. That was something one of the kids said a few years back and has stuck ever since. I held a serviette against the mess and headed for the toilet where I cleaned most of it into the pan and washed my trousers the best I could and returned with a very embarrassing wet patch.

What I do remember with total clarity is the way Angie was smiling and I have every expectation my smile was even bigger.

After lunch we went to my sister, Danni, for the birthday party.

After the guests had gone and just family remaining in the lounge with the remaining children creating havoc in the dining room, Angie surprised me by standing and hesitantly saying; "I want to thank you all," we would have heard a pin drop if it weren't for the children, "for welcoming me into your lives while my flat is being rebuilt, for all the things you've done for me starting within a few hours with those bags of baby clothes, oh and not forgetting knickers for me." there was a little laugh from all. "The only way I can think to say this, to make this announcement is this."

I genuinely thought Angie was making a goodbye speech, my heart was beating fast and drumming in my ears, I felt a knot building in my stomach and my hands were shaking, I was preparing myself for the words 'I'm leaving tomorrow' or something similar. I was so engrossed in my self pity my mind started drifting and shutting out the sounds in the room. Even my eyes were looking down at the floor and distant until I heard the significant "Oooo" sound.

There was a second of silence before the women jumped up to smother Angie. Angie had pulled the paper strip open to reveal the four images of our baby. My sister Susie was right at the back, almost in the dining room and was a bit late so came over to me for a hug.

"Way to go Bro." I hugged her tight. "I thought all that stuff at Christmas was wishful thinking, I didn't think was this."

"It wasn't this Sue. I didn't know till New Year."

"Congratulations Terry." She changed her grip on me from right round my arms and back to snuggle to my right arm then she turned me and gently moved me further from the others. Almost in a whisper she asked; "Are you alright with this, I know you were saying at Christmas but?"

There was a silent gap where I expected her to continue. "But what?"

"As long as you're sure she's the right one for you."

I put my hand against her furthest ear and cheek to pull our heads closer together and kissed her nearer cheek. "Thanks sis. Hmm right one? Probably not." I gestured to Angie; "But just look, she is gorgeous, lovely, absolute pleasure to be with..."