46 | Meet the Parents

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December 28th

Chris had been in a weird mood since Christmas, I had wanted to ask him about what was wrong. It was just that everytime I had started to ask him, he told me to forget it. What had I done? He was distant and I missed his touch. I tried to act normal, but it was hard when he didn't want to talk to me. I didn't understand how I had messed up what he was going to ask me on Christmas. And how I had ruined everything.

I laid on the sofa reading a book when Chris came and sat down. He picked up my feet and placed them in his lap. I put my book down on my stomach and looked at him. This was the first time in days he had touched me in any way. "What's up?"

"Don't get mad at me," Chris started as he rubbed my legs and I lifted my eyebrows. "I told my mom that we would come to her Christmas party today. She is dying to meet you."

I sat up and scowled at him. "And you didn't care to tell me? When do we leave?"

Chris got an even more guilty look on his face as he answered. "In an hour. I should have told you about it earlier. So you could get some time to prepare mentally as well. But it will just be my family."

I bolted out of my position and ran upstairs. I needed all the time I could get, my hair was dirty and I needed a shower. My clothes disappeared as I ran upstairs and by the time I had reached the bathroom I was naked. I washed my hair in record time, and scrunched my hair while I had the conditioner in, to help my curls a little.

When I got out of the shower I scrunched the water out of my hair with a towel before finding a new one to wrap around my body. I found the blow dryer and the diffuser to attach to the dryer, before I diffused my curls, it wouldn't be perfect since I didn't have the time to do it full out. I never used heat on my hair, I usually let it air dry, but I didn't have the time. It bugged me that it wouldn't be perfect, but if I made a half up-half down hairstyle it would do. I hoped so at least.

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Chris sat on the bed as I got out of the bathroom, he smiled at me. "You look very beautiful, Line." I blushed at his compliment. I had braided the top half of my hair into two braids and pinned them together with a hairclip. "You should wear your blue dress."

"I don't know," I hesitated. "It makes me look fat." I found some underwear in the drawer and put them on. Black lace. Chris' favourite pair. I walked towards the closet to find something to wear. I leaned forward to find a pair of pantyhoes, when I could feel Chris coming up behind me and pressed his crotch to my ass. I pressed my ass into his erection and he grabbed my hips.

I stood back up and placed my head on his chest. His hand wrapped around my stomach pulling my back to his chest while his mouth placed wet kisses on my throat. "We are going to be late, Chris." I let out a shaky breath, his scent was intoxicating.

"I think my mom can wait a few more minutes." I closed my eyes when his hand went into my panties, but I pushed his hand away and stepped aside. I picked out the blue dress he had been suggesting. Putting the dress on I smoothed it over with my hands studying myself in the full length mirror.

I didn't look good. It used to hug me so beautifully, but now it looked like I had gained five kilograms. I placed my hands on my stomach rubbing where my baby bump would have been showing. Chris came up behind me and grabbed my hands and crossed them over my chest wrapping his own hands around me. He placed his chin on top of my head.

"You look stunning, baby," Chris whispered looking at me through the mirror. "And those panties you have on? I want to bend you over, rip them off and bury my cock deep inside you."

I shuddered at his words, they went straight to my core. But as fast as he had said the words he pulled away, making me on the edge and frustrated. He knew what he was doing, because he smirked at me, giving me a little wink. I pulled him back in and wrapped my hands around his neck. I kissed him and one of his hands cupped my cheek while the other went to my ass and squeezed lightly.

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