On the ride to the hotel, I kept replaying the day. For the first time in a long time, I hoped I would finally have the family I wanted.
Once I arrived at the hotel, I decided to eat at one of the restaurants in the hotel after the waitress set me down at a booth facing the whole restaurant.
My tummy rumbled, and I realized how hungry I was. I ordered a steak, mashed potatoes, and steamed broccoli. As I waited for my food, I took in the people around me and started people-watching everyone.
I remember when Max and I did the same thing, and I smiled, knowing that we had that in common.
As I sat there and watched the people around me, I didn't notice a man sitting at the table beside me. He had taken the chair on the other side of his table and was looking at the wall.
I could feel the man looking at me. I looked up and gave him a quick smile, hoping that would stop him from staring at me.
The waitress brought out my plate of food and asked if I needed anything else. Part of me wanted to ask her to box the food, but I would not let my insecurities get the best of me.
I told her I was good and thanked her. Then, I pulled out a book I'd been reading on the table and started reading as I read.
I felt this action would show the man I wanted to be alone, but I was not lucky. The man says, "Is the steak good? I was thinking about ordering it myself."
I say, "It's delicious, and you will not be disappointed." I hope that will end the conversation.
The waitress approaches the table and takes the man's order. I heard that they ordered the same dish I have.
Once she had taken his order, she turned to me with a worried look and asked if there was anything I needed.
I asked her if she could box up the remaining food; I had ordered more than I could eat. She said, "Yes, I'll take it back now and get it boxed up for you."
I tell him, "Thank you."
The man looks at me and says, "Damn, I was hoping to get to know you better, but you are leaving without giving me a chance."
Trying not to start anything, I said, "Sorry, it's been a long day, and I'm just ready to sleep."
The man says, "Women like you are the problem with what's wrong in the world."
I can feel my blood pressure rising, and I say, "Excuse me for what you said."
With a hated look on his face, he raised his voice and said, "Just because you are hot doesn't give you the right to turn me down; you are just a bitch like every other hot chick is."
By this time, all eyes in the restaurant had turned to us. I knew I should have walked away without saying anything, but I could not.
I took a deep breath, looked straight at the man, and said, "I was sitting here alone enjoying my dinner when you decided I should give you my attention. I don't even know who you are, and I don't owe you a thing."
I continued, " You asked me one question, and I answered it. You got upset because I was ready to leave. Maybe you need to look in the mirror, realize you are the problem, and learn how to read a room."
I stand up, and he looks at my stomach. I point at my stomach and say, "See, you didn't read the situation; I would not have been interested no matter what."
I start backing to the front, and the waitress meets me and hands me the food. She smiles and says, "He has been hitting on women for three years, and he gives me the creeps."
As she rings up my ticket, she says, "My name is Holly. If you need anything else, please let me know. Also, I put a piece of cake in your bag just in case you need it."
I smiled at her and signed the receipt, adding a hefty tip.
I hand Holly the receipt. She looks down and says, "Is that a misprint on the tip?" I say, "No, you deserve the tip for everything."
Holly comes around the counter and hugs me. She has tears and says, "It takes me a couple of months to make five grand in tips, and you don't know how this will help my life."
Something about Holly makes me want to help her. I asked for a pen and paper, and she handed them to me. I wrote down my name and number and told her to let me know if she needed anything.
I decide to walk to the front desk and see if there is a manager there I can speak to. The night manager, Jane, comes out and introduces herself.
I told Jane about my encounter with the man in the restaurant and how uncomfortable I was with him. I asked her if she could ensure security knew and that he was not allowed near my room.
The manager informed me that his room key would not allow him to enter my floor, but she would let security know and keep an eye on him.
She apologized and asked if there was anything she could do for me. I thought briefly and said, "Holly is excellent at her job, and if you want to do anything for me, give her a raise."
Jane said, "Thank you for letting me know about Holly's excellent customer service, and I will look into the raise."
I head back upstairs to my room. Once in the room, I take out my dinner and eat it, including the cake.
Once I was fed and my nerves had gotten under control, I decided to text Max to see if he was awake.
After a few minutes, I didn't get a reply, so I decided to bathe. I went into the bathroom, started feeling the tub, undressed, and slid into the warm water.
I take my phone, listen to music, and lie back and relax. I start sliding my hands over my chest; it seems lately my boobs are more sensitive than they are usually.
I know that I can make myself orgasm just by playing with my nipples. I decided I could use a release to sleep.
With my eyes closed, I start caressing my nipples. The sensation is sending waves through my body.
When I hear the phone ring, my desires are stopped. I see Max's name on the screen and grab a towel to wipe my hand to answer the phone.
I answer, "Hello," and he says, "Baby, what are you doing?"
I tried to downplay my actions, saying, " I'm just taking a quick bath before bed."
Max laughs and says, "Remember, there are no more secrets, and I know your voice when you are turned on."
I know he is right and say, "I was caressing my nipples where I could cum before I go to sleep."
He clears his voice and says, "Fuck Babe, I wish I were there to watch." he continues, "I need you to do what I say."
I say, "Okay," and FaceTime pops up on my phone. Max says, "Answer the call, baby."
I accepted FaceTime and saw the handsome face of the man I love.
He smiles and tells me how he wishes he was in the bath with me. Max tells me to do everything he says, and if I do it, then he will let me cum.
I just shook my head to let him know I agreed. He tells me that he needs to see me lying naked on the bed, so I stand and place the phone on the counter.
I prop the phone up so he can see me drying off. I hear him sigh deeply and look at his face while I dry myself.
Once back in the bedroom, I put the phone on a chair that I moved near the bed.
I get settled and say, "I'm all yours now."
Max goes, "Baby, you are so so sexy with my baby growing inside you."
He tells me he loves me and that he is going to make me feel good. Max started telling me what I needed to do, and just hearing his turned-on voice made me wetter.
Max tells me to rub my hands and cover my tits softly. Just feeling the palms of my hands slide over my nipples made them hard and tender to touch.
He continues and says, "I want you to place one hand on your boob and let the other softly rub your clit. I'm going to tell you in detail what I would do if I were there with you, and I want you to twist your nipple and rub your clit while I tell you a story."
I just moan and shake my head as I listen to the sexiest man tell me the things he would do to my body.
I lay there softly, twisting my nipple and rubbing my clit as Max tells me how he would pleasure me.
Max tells me once he kissed me so hard that my lips were swollen, he moved to my breasts. He tells me that he would flick his tongue over each nipple.
He said he would make sure to give each breast the same care. He goes on to tell me that he would softy suck the nipple into his mouth and start sucking harder every few seconds.
While he is sucking on my nipples, his other hand would be on my pussy.
With his mouth on my nipples, sucking them hard in his mouth, his finger would be pressing against my clit.
I picture his hands and mouth in the places I'm touching. I close my eyes and just listen to his voice and touch myself.
Every rub on my clit, makes me feel like his fingers are the ones touching me.
Max tells me then he would slide one finger inside me, and he says, "Babe slide one finger in that wet pussy for me."
I take one finger and slide it slowly inside me. The movement sends a deep moan out of my mouth. I can feel the release coming and can't wait to explode.
He says, "How wet are you, my love?" I replied, "I'm soaked, and I need to cum."
Max says, "You are not allowed to cum until I say you can, or I will stop."
I just moan, "Don't stop." Then he said, "Be a good girl and listen to me. I need you to slide a second finger inside you."
I slide a second finger and wait for a second to adjust before I look at the screen and say, "More, please."
As I start to slide two fingers inside my soaking-wet core. Max tells me to twist the nipple as hard as I can and to pump my fingers as fast as I can.
I do as my man tells me, and I twist the nipple so hard that I moan in pain. Once I get control of that pain, I start ramming my fingers inside me.
The pressure is so great that I can't stop. I hear myself with all these moans.
Max inhales and says, "I need you to cum for me now, beautiful."
With one last twist of the nipple and one ram of fingers, I feel myself orgasm like nothing I've ever felt masturbating before.
I lay back on the pillow, feeling a considerable release from my body. The release causes my body to shake.
Feeling drained, I lay there for a moment, then opened my eyes. I saw Max smiling at the camera.
He tells me that it was so hot to watch me come apart, and he turns the phone and shows me how hard he is.
I tell him I will make it up to him soon and thank him. He then asks what caused the need for a release.
I asked him to give me a minute to pee and clean up, and then I would tell him what happened tonight.
Once I used the bathroom and cleaned up, I put on a pair of panties and returned to bed.
He smiles and says, "Is that all you wear to sleep?" I say, "It's uncomfortable now to wear a top, so I wear panties most of the time when I sleep."
Max says, "Fuck, another reason to love you being pregnant."
"I love you, Max, and I can't wait to sleep with you." That response seemed to make him happy.
I go into what happened at the restaurant with the man. I told him I stood up for myself and told the guy what I thought. I also told him I had spoken to the manager and that she would let security know about the man.
You can tell he is upset about what happened and beating himself up for not being there. I look at him and say, "Stop with the what-ifs in your head. I handled the problem, and baby, I am fine."
"Okay, I will stop. I forgot that I'm in love with a badass." I laugh. "Yes, you are, and don't forget it."
I asked him how he felt and if anything had changed since I left. He told me he had eaten dinner and gone to the bathroom alone.
He told me the nurse brought in a pair of crutches, and he used them to go to the bathroom.
When I called, Max laughed and told me he was getting a sponge bath. I didn't say a word, and then he said, "Baby, a nurse came in to give me one, and I told her that I would rather try it myself."
When I called, he told me he was washing himself on the toilet, so he didn't answer.
I was smiling inside, knowing that another woman didn't clean his sexy, chiseled chest. I smile and say, "Glad you were able to clean yourself up because you were starting to smell."
We both just laughed, and that felt good. We chat about tomorrow and the plans. I plug the phone in to charge as we talk for a few minutes more.
We talk for a bit more, not about anything in particular but enjoying each other's company.
I finally get up the nerve to ask, "Max, are you 100% sure that coming to Oklahoma is what you want?" "We can figure something else out because I know how close you are to your family."
Max tells me to look at him while he says, "You and our daughter are the most important thing to me now, and where you two are is where I'm going to be."
I tell him, "I just wanted to make sure because I don't want you to blame me in the future." I also tell him, "I'm thrilled you are coming with me, and you will be able to watch the birth of our first child."
A huge smile breaks out on his face, and he says, "First child, I fucking love that, and I'm a thrilled man."
We both sit in happiness, knowing where each other stands. I hear the nurse enter the room to check on him.
I told him I was going to go and I would see him tomorrow morning. He tells me to have a good night's sleep and that he loves me.
Before I end the call, I say, "I love you too."
Neither wanted to end the call, but I knew he would keep the nurse waiting, so I finished it.
My body felt relaxed and happy. I turned to my side and snuggled under the cover. Sleep came on without much trying.