I do not own DWP I have just borrowed the characters for inspiration.
Rated M for Mirandy celebrations.
Nigel, Emily, Serena, Andy's boss and half of the Writing Department made it to the National Journalism Awards, and thanks to Runway they were the best dressed tables. Stella sent Andy a gorgeous grey short cocktail dress with the back out made especially for it.
The minute Andréa and Miranda walked in the venue the atmosphere changed. For the first time all day Andréa laughed. Miranda raised an eyebrow at her love.
"I do not believe it, these people do not even know you and you still have the same effect on them."
Miranda smirked, "And what makes you think they do not know me?"
Close to the end of the ceremony Andréa's award came up. There was nervous energy all around the table.
The announcer while reading off the nominees made the remark that a fashion magazine had never been host to a National Journalism Award. Runway once again was breaking ground as a magazine to inspire, to follow.
"Now for the Ernie Pyle Award in Human Interest Writing goes to Andrea Priestly for her Article on Strong Women in the Working World." Andy was numb.
Miranda smiled and leaned over giving her a kiss. "It is time for you to shine my love." She pushed Andréa up out of the chair and pushed her forward.
Andy stopped and went back kissing Miranda on the lips, "come with me."
Miranda shook her head, "it is all for you, go."
Andy walked slowly to the podium. "I do not know what to say." She looked out toward Miranda and saw her smiling face. "I am really happy to accept this for Runway. The magazine has been very inventive especially this past year. It is all thanks to the woman who gives me the inspiration to write … Andy giggles and model." The crowd applauded. "This happened because of her and everything special to me came from her. Miranda I love you now, tomorrow and forever." Andy walked off the stage. The audience ate her speech up.
When Andy returned to the table she saw tears falling from Miranda's shining eyes. She leaned down and kissed Miranda before she sat. Miranda took Andréa's hand.
That night the couple started in the tub. Miranda led Andréa up the stairs and into the bathroom. She sat Andréa at the vanity while she ran a bath. Andréa just sat and watched, smiling at the love that poured out of Miranda.
Miranda turned seeing Andréa smile, "What is that for?"
Andréa shook her head, "Nothing … you … us."
Miranda laughed and held out her hand. She pulled Andréa up and into her arms kissing her softly on the lips. Miranda's hands ran up and down Andréa's back bared by the dress she wore. The caresses made Andréa tremble. Miranda nibbled the spot on Andréa's neck just below her ear that made her moan. Miranda's mouth kissed across Andréa's collarbone as she slipped the dress off Andréa's shoulder. The dress fell to a heap at Andréa's feet. Miranda knelt skimming her hands down the long, toned legs. She leaned in to kiss the inside of Andréa's knee. Andréa took in a deep breath as she felt the hot liquid between her legs.
Miranda looked up and smiled. Her hand roamed up Andréa's leg to pull the thin piece of material which made up Andréa's underwear.
"Andréa," Miranda purred, "You are so wet."
Andréa smiled down at her wife, "all because of you my love."
Miranda slid a finger between the wet folds and over Andréa's clit.
Andréa took in another breath as she felt she would cum, but she wanted to hold on.
Miranda smiled knowing what Andréa was doing.
"Andréa spread your legs Sweetheart."
Andréa complied. Miranda took her fingers and spread the now soaked folds and leaned in with her tongue tasting the beautiful woman standing in front of her with her leads spread so trusting.
Andréa groaned, and Miranda slid her tongue inside and felt Andréa's muscles tighten around it and she came.
"Mmmmmm," Miranda purred.
Andréa lowered her hand and pulled Miranda up kissing her, tasting herself on Miranda's lips.
Miranda smiled, "climb in Sweetheart." Miranda stripped then slid behind her pulling Andréa close into her.
Andréa was lying back against Miranda while Miranda sponged her off. Miranda thrilled at the sight of water dripping off Andréa's skin, her long brown hair slicked back. Andréa was so beautiful. Miranda played with her in the tub. Not forceful Miranda wanted to tease her but not bring her to orgasm, not yet.
Miranda kissed Andréa's neck and nibbled on her ear. "I am so proud of you. I knew you would win." Andréa turned.
"You are amazing."
Miranda laughed, "How so?"
"You are so smart and have so much love."
Miranda kissed Andréa and Andréa deepened it. Their love-making that night was sensual and loving into the early morning hours.
Miranda had Andréa on her stomach, hands running trails down Andréa's back over her buttocks. Miranda found herself straddling the woman. She laid her body out on top of Andréa's. Miranda ran her hands out over Andréa's arms and entwined their fingers. Miranda kissed and sucked Andréa's neck and shoulders leaving love bites.
Andréa moaned with each bite. She could feel Miranda's wetness cover her body as Miranda laid out on top of her. The shocks from the love bites drove her wild. Miranda pulled one of Andréa's hands down and wrapped it around Andréa's waist. Miranda slid their hands to Andréa's wet core.
"Andréa touch yourself." Andréa and Miranda's fingers caressed Andréa's hard clit. Andréa's hips shifted along with the movement of their fingers. The sweet sounds coming from Andréa's lips pushed Miranda on.
"Slide you fingers inside Andréa."
Miranda and Andréa's fingers slid inside her. Andréa's hips road their fingers until she could not hold back any longer and she crashed with her orgasm pulling their fingers farther inside.
Miranda moaned and called out Andréa's name as she too came, her fluids running down onto Andréa's buttocks.
They fell asleep entangled, sweaty, and smelling of sex.
It was time for Andréa's ultrasound. Andy swore she was starting to show.
Miranda just laughed at her. "Sweetheart." Miranda would rub her stomach. "You are no more showing than I am."
Miranda remembered when she was pregnant she also could not wait for her stomach to grow and give her a sign that there were was really a baby inside. She remembered the first time they heard the girl's heartbeat. She cried. Something she had wished for but knew could never be, the reality was too over whelming for her.
Andréa's appointment was scheduled for two in the afternoon. All morning Andréa and Miranda were texting each other.
Emily had given up trying to accomplish anything with Miranda. "Bloody cell phones."
Miranda was running out of ways to keep the Mother–to-be calm. At one point Miranda went down to Andréa's office. She flew through the halls as everyone rushed to part the way. She opened the door without knocking, walked in, and locked it behind her.
She stood there as Andréa looked up, "Miranda?"
Miranda did not say a word as she walked to Andréa's desk. She turned Andréa's chair around, took her hand, and pulled her up into her embrace. Miranda took Andréa's mouth with hers and her tongue was inside in an instant. Miranda found the hem of Andréa's skirt and pulled it up laying her hand on Andréa's exposed buttock.
"Miranda!" Andréa exclaimed.
Miranda just smiled before she took Andréa's lips once again. Her fingers burrowed under the lace panties and into the wet folds. Miranda mused her slightest touch and Andréa would get wet always ready. Miranda's fingers pushed their way inside Andréa and stroked her. Before long Andréa came screaming into Miranda's mouth.
Miranda smiled, she walked into Andréa's bathroom washed her hands and fixed her make up. Without saying a word she went to Andréa's door, unlocked it and left. She left Andréa standing against the walk skirt hiked up to her waist, hair and make-up a mess.
As Andréa caught her breath she smiled. That wicked woman. Miranda did not hear from her again until the ride back to the townhome.
Roy had taken Miranda and Andy home for the noon hour. Andréa did not say a thing as she got into the car. All she did was look at Miranda and grin from ear to ear handing over her panties to Miranda. Miranda looked at them and laughed out loud. Once at the townhome Miranda informed him they would not be going back to Runway that day.
After they both showered and changed Miranda drove them to Dr. Edwards' office in the Porsche. Andy sat on the exam table and Miranda sat in a chair beside her. Dr. Edwards walked in on Andy kissing Miranda. He had to laugh they had to be one of the most passionate couple he had ever treated. Behind him came the nurse who set up the ultrasound machine.
Dr. Edwards cleared his throat, "O.K. Andréa lay down, unbutton your jeans and let us take a look at this new little …"
"Girl." Andréa grinned.
Dr. Edwards laughed, "we will not know this for a while."
Andréa shook her head. "Miranda knows."
All of a sudden they heard a th-thump, th-thump, th-thump. Dr. Edwards pointed to a small movement on the screen. "Ladies your baby's heart."
Andy looked over at Miranda. Miranda had tears running down her face. "Oh Miranda." Andy took a hand and wiped them away. Miranda could not help it once again it was all too over whelming for her.
"Would you like a picture of your little bleep?" Asked the nurse.
Andy looked at Miranda and smiled brightly.
"Yes." Miranda whispered.
Dr. Edwards laughed. "O.K. my job here is done. Andréa it is time for you to follow-up with your regular OB/GYN Doctor. If I can be of any other assistance let me know, and when you are ready to get pregnant again just call."
Andréa giggled. Miranda just rolled her eyes. All the way home Andy just stared at the ultrasound picture. "I cannot believe this is our baby."
Miranda reached over and took Andréa's hand and brought it up to her mouth and kissed it. "I love you Andréa." Andréa smiled. "Andréa, I would like to call Michael when we get home. I think he should know."
Andréa smiled, "of course Miranda, but let's wait before we tell anyone else. I want for just a while to keep it just to us." Miranda nodded.
Once back at the house Miranda pulled her phone out of her purse and dialed. "Michael."
"Miranda! What do I owe the pleasure to this call?"
"You should sit down Michael … Andréa's pregnant."
"What? It happened. I can't believe it. On the first try?"
Miranda smiled, "We wanted you to be the first to hear the good news."
"Oh Miranda I am so happy for you and Andréa."
"Michael I cannot thank you enough. I love you." Miranda whispered.
Andy watched as the conversation took place. Miranda was truly happy with this. Andy's eyes over flowed with tears. Miranda motioned for Andréa to come closer. She pulled her close and kissed her cheek.
"I need to go Michael Bye." Miranda hung up.
She took Andréa's hand and pulled her up the stairs to their bedroom. That night Miranda's love-making was tender and slow. She caressed and placed numerous kisses on Andréa's abdomen. This was defiantly the greatest time of their life. Miranda brought Andréa to multiple orgasms with light kisses and caresses until they both fell into a deep sleep.