"Do these make my butt look big?" Will asked, studying the indigo jeans hugging his hips in the large, three-panel mirror. Karen rolled her eyes.
"You are such a woman," she sighed. She picked up another pair of jeans from the pile he had picked out that was stacked on the chair next to her and threw it to him. "Here, try these."
Will disappeared back into the dressing room and pulled the jeans on. They had been shopping all afternoon, and he was getting tired. Outside, in the common area of the fitting rooms, Karen sat next to five large shopping bags. She had made good on her word to take him shopping, and actually paid for everything he purchased. For the past couple of hours they had been having fun going in and out of every store they could find; everything from obscure boutiques to luxury stores like Louis Vuitton and even the Gap.
After zipping his fly, Will went back out in front of the large mirror to study this new pair. As soon as she saw him, Karen's eyes lit up.
"Honey, those are amazing!" she encouraged. It was true, this pair was doing wonders for Will's already amazing body.
"Yeah, these are pretty great, aren't they?" Will asked in amazement, studying himself in the mirror.
"Mmhmm," Karen agreed, standing and walking over to him. She placed both hands on his butt and pulled him close to her. "These look so good on that I can't wait to get them off," she told him mischievously. He wiggled his eyebrows at her and kissed her. Karen grabbed his hands in her own as their kiss continued, and suddenly Will separated their lips just long enough to pull her into the fitting room.
Karen giggled like a teenager as he kicked the door closed behind them as he backed her against the wall, his tongue now massaging hers inside her mouth. Her hands were wrapped tightly around his neck as he caressed the soft skin of her stomach and lower back.
Just then, from inside the back pocket of his own jeans crumpled in the corner of the small room, Will's cell phone started ringing.
"Ignore it," Karen commanded quietly, turning his face away from his ringing phone and back to her lips. When she had his attention once again, she pushed him down onto the old-fashioned parlor chair that was sitting opposite the mirror and straddled him. She rolled her head back as he began to kiss her neck, slowly working his way down to her cleavage. She looked back down at him and bit her lip seductively as she reached her hands down and undid the buttons of his pants. Will was extremely turned on by the thought of having sex in such a public place. From down the hallway, they heard the door of another fitting room clank shut. Karen put a finger to her lips, signaling Will to be quiet as she scooted her hips off of his lap and knelt on the floor, spreading his legs. He reached down and ran a hand through her hair, barely able to contain his excitement.
Karen almost had the jeans pulled all the way down Will's body when his phone started ringing again. She let it get half way through his ringtone song before ceasing her motions and sighing.
"Answer it," she conceded, sitting back on her feet. Will frowned in apology and disappointment and stood up to get his phone.
"Hello?" he answered, after digging it out of his jeans. This wasn't a number he recognized.
"Oh, hi!...yeah, I am! How did you know?...oh my God - that's incredible! Congratulations!...of course, I'd love to! Just text me the address…tomorrow night?" Will glanced at Karen, who was now seated on the chair he had previously occupied. "Do you mind if I bring someone?" Karen looked up at him now, curious as to who he was talking to and what it was she had just been invited to. "Great, I can't wait to meet her! See you tomorrow."
Will closed his phone and looked at Karen, her eyebrows raised as she waited for an explanation.
"That was my best friend from high school, Claire," he told her, taking the jeans off the rest of the way so he could put his old ones back on.
"And?" Karen pushed.
"Well, she lives here…I guess she called the apartment earlier looking for me and Grace told her I was here. She just had a baby and wants me to come meet her tomorrow night!" Will explained excitedly. Suddenly it clicked with Karen who he was talking about.
"Oh - this is the woman that wanted you to be the sperm donor that Grace was so mad about!"
"Yeah, that's her," Will confirmed, doing up his buckle. "I guess she found someone else to father her child," he shrugged. "Anyways, I'm going over to her place for dinner tomorrow night," he began, stepping closer to Karen to wrap his arms around her waist. He looked down into her eyes. "And you're coming with me!"
Karen considered for a moment before smiling up at him.
"Ok! Sounds fun," she agreed. He released her and went to collect the pairs of jeans he had deemed worthy so that Karen could pay for them.
"So I guess we should stop at a baby store somewhere and get a gift, right?" he asked her. Karen fidgeted.
"I guess so," she agreed. She didn't know much about babies. "Here honey, why don't I take those," she suggested, reaching for his new jeans, "and you go put the other ones back. I'll meet you at the register." Will agreed and left the dressing rooms to put back his large stack of denim. Karen sighed as she walked to the front of the store to pay. Amazingly, she hadn't had to deal with any baby stuff since her miscarriage, and she didn't know how she was going to react when she met this new baby tomorrow night. In any case, she was glad she would be doing it with Will.