All the President's Men 2: Tyler's Tasty Treat

Tammy looked into his face and kissed him. “We’ll talk later.” She promised and stood to let him up.

Dottie stood also and waddled into the kitchen. She was in her eighth month and waddling like a duck. “Come on, we’ll talk while we make lunch if you don’t mind helping me,” Dottie said.

Derek stood for a minute waiting for Tammy’s answer. There was no way Dottie was making lunch for the four of them, he didn’t like her on her feet that much. If needed, he and Tyler would run to town for food or grill outside to give the girls their privacy.

Derek was very overprotective of Dottie. It had taken him years to find her, and he had almost lost her when she was kidnapped. Now that she was pregnant, she was even more precious. He was going to make sure that nothing happened to her or the precious baby she was carrying, if it took his life.

Tammy noticed that Derek was waiting for her answer and, helping Dottie to sit down and pulling a chair closer so she could put her feet up, answered, “You give directions, I’ll cook.”

She saw the gratitude in Derek’s eyes before he nodded and led Tyler down stairs.

Dottie rolled her eyes at both of them and said, “I’m just pregnant, not delicate china. Women have babies every day, you know. They used to work in the fields until they popped, and then they would squat have the baby and go right back to work. I won’t break.”

Hearing her statement, Derek flipped around and said, “I know you won’t break, and you’re lucky I don’t make you work in the fields.”

“We don’t have fields, you idiot,” she said, laughing.

“We could darling, we could,” he said with a growl in his voice., the promise in his eyes making her panties wet.

Tammy stood watching the exchange and glanced at Tyler to see his reaction. Seeing the grin on his face, she hoped she could have a similar conversation with him in the future.

“Okay, you two, go so the women can talk about you. I need to tell this girl how to handle a Dom. Leave us.”

Derek couldn’t resist and had to come back to the kitchen to kiss Dottie before he went downstairs, whispering in her ear as he reached down and pinched a nipple, “Don’t think you got away with it. I’ll make it up to you later.”

The minute the door to the basement closed both women burst out laughing.

“Ahhh, that was fun,” Dottie said, chuckling. “Sit down a minute, honey, then we’ll start lunch. If we don’t do anything, Derek will throw something together. Now, where should we start? Do you have questions, or what?”

Tammy sat and took a deep breath. “Were you into this stuff before you met Derek?”

“Oh hell no, I’d read some books, but didn’t know this happened in real life. The first time he spanked me, I came so hard I lost brain cells. Has Tyler spanked you yet?”

“No, but the orgasms he gives me, I didn’t know it could be that good.” And they both started giggling again.

“Tammy, do you know anything about the lifestyle?” Dottie asked, since she wasn’t sure where to start or what Tammy wanted to know.

“Like you, I’ve read a few books, but don’t know what’s fiction and what’s reality. Tell me about this club.” Tammy really wanted to go now.

“It’s the neatest place. The first time Derek took me, I was really scared. He took me early before there were people there and showed me around and explained everything to me. I love the theme rooms the best. I really like role playing. It was one of the first things Derek and I did, and I loved it. We have some books here you could read, and I’ll answer any questions you have, so don’t be shy about asking me anything.”

“Thanks, I’ll take you up on that offer. What did you mean by theme rooms and role play? That sounds like fun.”

“The first time we did it, I was a little scared, but Derek made it fun. The club has rooms decorated in different themes, and you can use them to play out your fantasies. I had always had the fantasy that I was captured by an evil sultan and the second time we went to the club, Derek and I played out that fantasy. He took me to be his slave girl. That night when we came to the club, Derek had a harem girl outfit waiting for me, and he changed into sultan robes, another brain cell losing night. I’ve lost so many brain cells since I met Derek I’m surprised I’m not a vegetable, but I guess they grow back.” She giggled, rubbing her hand over her stomach.

“He or she is playing soccer, want to feel?” Dottie asked her.

“Cool, if you don’t mind. You don’t know what it is?” Tammy asked as she placed her hand carefully over Dottie’s distended stomach.

“No, we want to be surprised,” Dottie answered, moving Tammy’s hand so that she could feel.

“Wow! That’s so neat. Does it hurt?” Tammy had never known anybody who was pregnant before. This was the first time she had felt a baby that was still inside the mother.

“No, it kind of tickles, but I hate it when he or she jumps on my bladder. All I seem to do is pee, like every five minutes. I should have offered you something to drink. Do you want some iced tea or water? I’d love a glass of juice. Since I’ve been pregnant, I’ve craved juice.”

“Sure, tell me where everything is and I’ll get us both drinks. Should I call down to the guys and see if they want anything?”

“No, Derek has a fridge in the playroom and they can get beer and stuff in there, plus they’ll be sampling some of the new wines Derek found. He comes home with new bottles all the time, and I can’t have any right now. Pisses me off,” Dottie said, giggling again. Since she had gotten pregnant, she giggled at everything.