It was drawing closer to Summer, and their plans for their honeymoon hit an area of question. Their wedding will be extra simple. At first, Helga was wondering if she should wear a dress or not seeing she was married before, but when she focused on Arnold she knew she'll wear a dress after all.
"Something affordable. A nice and pleasant place perhaps." Arnold suggested.
Leafing through a travel magazine they got at a travel agency, Helga pointed towards a plan for a seven day trip to Hawaii. Sure it has been done to death by others, but they needed to think of their future. "Not a bad rate for two. This is a condo and not a hotel so that is why the rate is like that."
Taking the magazine to look it over, Arnold turned his head towards her. She never had a honeymoon before. "Do you want to go to Hawaii? I ask this because I want you happy."
A smile crossed her face. "I am happy. I get to be married to you. We can spend even more hours in bed naked. Sure my dream trip is Paris, but Hawaii is a tropical place where I hear the sunsets are amazing." Taking the magazine to flip it towards the couch, Helga moved herself on top of him. "Makes you wonder how it would be to make love under that sunset."
That got him thinking as he gently flipped her over to her back. "I know exactly how it will be." Kissing her, Arnold's wheels were turning.
Curly was glad to see that Nadine left her place as he went up towards, Rhonda's. Now Nadine was living in the apartment downstairs with Peapod or Rich. Lately he had been watching Lorenzo constantly by Rhonda's side, and it was driving him crazy. Knocking on the door telling her that it was him, Rhonda told him the door was open. Opening it, he paused watching her look through a baby catalogue wearing a light blue dress. She looked almost very close to bursting.
"Hey Curly. I was looking for things we might of needed for our son." She told him. "Can you think of anything?"
"Why are you seeing, Lorenzo? I thought you were supposed to hold off on relationships."
Leaving the catalogue where it was, Rhonda placed her hands on her hips. "I am holding off on relationships. Why do you care? You are in a healthy relationship. Mines is a healthy relationship with our unborn son."
"Have you had sex with him?"
Her mouth opened up. "I'm not in love with him and I'm certainly not using him."
Stepping forward, Curly shook his head. "Didn't answer my question. Have you had sex with him?"
Rhonda won't deny it. "I did once I couldn't reach down there with that fun toy you gave me. I like Lorenzo a lot, but I'm not in love with him, and I'm certainly not using him."
"Are you in a relationship with him?"
She was taught to be honest. "I spoke to my doctor about this. I had to question this myself. I do have needs, Curly. I'm still in love with you, and I like him. The doctor is fine with me doing this seeing how it can drive a pregnant woman crazy. I'd rather release then become a bitch. Lorenzo treats me good. He listens to me. He's sweet." Sighing she felt ashamed suddenly. "I know you hate me right now."
Curly lessened up. He knew if he wasn't with, Brenda he would be all over Rhonda. "I don't. I guess I'm a little jealous. He gets to be with the improved version of you. The one that I know exists."
"And you are with her." Her heart thrilled a little at hearing that. "I'd be with you in a heartbeat, you know."
"I know that now." Stepping away from her, Curly had to put some distance between them. "There are times I wish I can stop feeling the way I do about you."
"I don't." Rhonda walked up to him to place a hand on his face. She wanted to caress his skin. "I finally know that if I can love someone like you that there is still hope out there."
"Why in the hell did you say that to me?" Curly stepped away from her. "I'm tempted each time I'm with you. I want to rip your clothes off right now and make love to you. I don't want to let you go. I've loved you for so long and I can't stop. I want to for the sake of my own relationship, but I can't."
Rhonda wanted him to do just that, but she had to sacrifice it again. "As much as I love those words. Oh how I love to hear them. I think you need to really realize what you are saying. I don't want you ruining a good thing with one woman to be with another. I've met Brenda, and I think she's great. Of course you are in love with her."
His eyes roved all over her mentally undressing her. He wanted to see that belly fully pregnant and naked in front of him without an ultrasound on it. "I need to go or else I will betray her."
Watching him leaving with a steady speed, Rhonda touched her abdomen. She didn't want to think any more about that. She needed to concentrate on other things.
Arnold waited till Helga was away from earshot to lean a little closer to, Hailie. "I need to ask you a question."
Crossing her arms and placing them on the table, Hailie smirked up at him in a classic way that Helga often does to him. "Ask away."
"Does your mom have a passport?"
"Yes. She was preparing herself in case of something. Mom has always wanted to travel. She said she's had one for the longest time because she has always desired to travel abroad. Why do you ask?" Responded Hailie.
Hearing Helga come downstairs, Arnold kissed Hailie's forehead. "I'm doing a surprise for her."
Winking at him, Hailie placed her bookmark back in her book. "Then this conversation never happened."
Arnold appreciated her adult nature inside of her even as his eyes met with, Helga's. She decided to wear a skirt today. A skirt that had him entering thoughts of grabbing her hand and hauling her upstairs back into bed. He remembered that skirt. It was the skirt he first met her in.
"You all set?" Helga asked Hailie.
About to answer in the affirmative, Hailie changed her mind as she ran upstairs to her room leaving them both alone. Finding it safe, Arnold stood up to bring her up against the wall to kiss her hungrily.
"The first time I laid eyes on you it was in this skirt. You have any idea how much I want to snake my hand up between your thighs to make you melt with happiness?" He whispered in her ear while pressing his groin against her.
A devilish smile crossed her face. "That was my plan. I want you to think of everything you will do to me later on." Moving her lips against his ear, Helga ran her tongue against his lobe. "I will welcome it all."
Hearing the door above shutting close, Arnold unhappily stepped away from her to contain his arousal. "I will give you what you desire."
"You already have, but I'm still greedy, Football Head." Winking, Helga resumed herself as if nothing happened as Hailie approached. Allowing her to run off towards the door, Helga lifted her skirt up to show Arnold what she wore underneath. "Get to thinking."
He was frozen like a statue. "I have a feeling that I will die happily with her on top of me. I know I will." He whispered to himself as he moved to leave the house. "First I want more than fifty years with that woman."
They both worked late. Got a late dinner and headed to her place where now she laid awake with the covers over her chest while he remained asleep. Phoebe wanted to wait to make love to him and while she had been nervous on previous occasions, this time she truly had no idea what to do. So she laid there thinking as her legs stretched out from the continue aching. It wasn't a bad aching. It felt great. With Gerald she obtained someone whom she was fully satisfied with. Fully in love with, but now she wondered if she will be deemed as ugly by him in the morning. No! Afternoon.
Feeling him stir, Gerald moved his arm over her to bring her closer to him. Her eyes went wide wondering if that was excitement or the normal thing that men go through in the morning. "Afternoon my beautiful petite angel." Opening his eyes up enough, Gerald loved her slightly tousled hair. "I knew you would look perfect still in the morning."
Blushing, Phoebe felt him move her on top of him. "Good Afternoon to you too, Gerald. Did you sleep well?"
She was always so polite. Sweet, but he found another side of her last night. "I did. I spent the night with you finally." Kissing her, Gerald wanted her again. "What about you?"
"Same here." Moving up, Phoebe actually loved how he examined her. It was an examination that had her get a little bolder. "Are you hungry?"
"I am. You?" He hoped it was the same thing he wanted once more.
Placing him in her, Phoebe brought her head back. "This now. Eat later."
Now he knew another area she wasn't so shy in. Gerald let her take the reigns. Let her control him. "I love you."
"I love you too, Gerald."
Brenda noticed there was something definite going through, Curly's head. Something she knew had to do with, Rhonda. She heard his mutterings. She couldn't make sense of what he was saying, but it was enough for her to understand what was the cause of it. Right now he was muttering something out.
"You need to figure out if you want to be with her or myself." She blurted out.
Curly turned his face towards her. He was hurting this woman before him. His indecision was doing this and he hated it. "Brenda."
"Don't. Don't tell me what you think I want to hear. I want you to understand this on your own. I love you, Thad. You are so special to me."
He found himself pulling away from her. She may be petite, but she was everything he saw in, Rhonda. Rhonda also had that appeal that drove him absolutely crazy. Brenda was much smaller than, Rhonda. Rhonda had a body and height of a model. Rhonda was born from privilege. Brenda was from a normal middle class family.
"You are special to me. I do love you."
"But you also love her. I've met her and I really like her. I do notice how I can look like a much smaller version of her. I'm not blind. I also know that this isn't the reason why you love me." Brenda stepped forward. "I'm only doing this so you can think more effectively." She felt faint from this decision, but she had to do it. "I'm not fully breaking it off with you. I'm doing this so you can make this decision. When you do, please come to me with your decision. I have a feeling this will be the way to do it."
Curly was afraid of losing her. Losing even Rhonda. "Aren't you afraid?"
She nodded. "Yes, but this is what needs to happen so you can think. I love you."
"I love you too." Kissing her, Curly felt moisture in his eyes as he took as much of that kiss in that he could. She is really special too.
After saying good night to her daughter, Helga came upstairs to find herself being placed against the closed door. His lips covering hers. His arousal fully on display against her thigh. Helga won't stop him. She wanted this take charge, Arnold. She fully submitted and loved how he now brought her against the wall instead. Loved how he removed her panties. Loved how his clothes were fully removed to ready himself as her body was lifted up and he pushed himself deep into her.
"Yes." She rushed out. She had been teasing him all day to get this. She wanted to be weak in the morning. She wanted her limbs to be like noodles. "Take me."
"I plan on it." His voice was so rough as he met himself against her. The continued movements. The moaning. He also didn't want to wear himself so easily as he moved her to the ground where he set up a blanket. He removed her shirt off along with the bra. All throughout the day she kept implanting things by whispering to him. Doing subtle things that no one else seemed to notice, but he felt.
"You know what can also leave someone so breathless?" Moving her lips closer to his ear she whispered, "When the one you love can't wait to have you."
Later Helga and him were watching Hailie grab a lemonade for herself. "Have you ever done it against the wall?" He swore his throat dried up. "I haven't, but I know when it happens I'll be left begging for more."
Helga had to sometimes be silent about it, but the way her rear brushed so close to his front. The way she backed up a little to wiggle it slightly, had him gulping. Turning just her head to pay him attention, Helga acted innocent. "Are you all right?"
Hailie was pointing towards some squirrels roaming freely around the park as they sat down on the bench. He was watching and laughing till he saw how Helga was licking her popsicle. That was much bolder for her to do. "I know one thing that tastes much better than this." She whispered before kissing him on the lips.
Some of those examples was why he took charge tonight. It was something she wanted. Something she was calling out physically right now. She was his temptation each moment of the day on a regular basis. As much as he thought about her. As much as he never thought of any woman like this before, Arnold felt like a deviant all day with all the plans he had in mind for tonight.
Moving closer, Arnold brushed his lips against hers. "All night. This will be all night long, Helga."
That smile that formed on her face had him knowing this is what she wanted all right."
"Ah Curly! My old friend. How are you this eve?" Lorenzo asked while letting him inside his house. "Do you wish for a beverage?"
Curly twitched at his friend's kind nature. To imagine him doing things to, Rhonda prompted him into wanting to throw numerous dodge balls at him. "No I don't wish for a drink. I wish to know something."
A smile jerked up on his face. "About Rhonda and my feelings of her. I figured you would call upon me some day. How I feel for Rhonda is quite simple. I happen to really like her. I never did before in my life. Well not like that, but now I find that she is pretty fetching. I can hold a conversation with her now. She doesn't talk of fashion anymore. Well she does, but it is in a span of a minute or two."
"So you don't love her." Curly corrected.
"No, but it will be that one day I'm sure. Not as strong as your feelings for her, but it is approaching there."
Curly stood frozen in front of him. He was so nonchalant about this whole thing. He acted like a much warmer version of a computer program right now. "What?"
Lorenzo could read the man, but dared not say anything further on that. "You have, Brenda. Correct?"
"She broke it off with me till I figure out who I feel more stronger for." He answered in a daze. He felt faint. "I love them both."
"But you love Rhonda more. Hence why she needs you to be sure. Why she has been nothing more than a replacement." Seeing Curly jerk his head up, Lorenzo continued undeterred. "Oh Brenda is a darling. A much sweeter version of, Rhonda. A much more tinier version of Rhonda. Tell me this, Curly? Did you feel attracted to her simply because she is a version of, Rhonda?"
His mouth opened up wide. "How?"
Shrugging, Lorenzo looked around his foyer for something else to observe. "You all may think that I just pay attention to my electronics all the time, but I notice things. Things in the algorithm form. Curly, they are both good people. Loving people. But, Rhonda is the one for you. This is what you know deep down in your heart. She just needed to adjust her own program to what she always has been deep inside to finally let it shine."
He thought about it till the moment the lightbulb went off. Lorenzo was correct. Brenda was correct. Quickly in one fluid motion, Curly grabbed Lorenzo and kissed him on the mouth. "You aren't allowed to sleep with her again." He cried out as he took off through the door.
Closing the door casually and locking it, Lorenzo decided to forget about that kiss right now to focus on his own work.
X
Rhonda felt like a fat pig to the point of desiring fresh air outside. Standing on the front stoop she breathed in the air. Felt the relief washing over her the second the air hit her skin. She knew she was close to having this baby. She just wish he was here. Wished to get this part over with and enjoy her baby.
"Guess I should head upstairs." Sighing, Rhonda turned to her door.
"Rhonda! Rhonnnnddaaaaaaa!"
Turning around, Rhonda found Curly running incredibly fast her way. "Oh my word." Watching him rush up her stoop she decided to berate him. "Curly, please. Can't you practice some decorum at least to where I live? I can't possibly..." Her words were cut off from a quickly deepening kiss. Any thought of what else she wanted to vocalize left her brain and was now replaced by pleasure.
Pulling away from her, Curly could of swore he spotted stars in her eyes. "I live for you."
Rhonda wanted to ask him about his girlfriend, but sputtered out nonsense as she grabbed his hand to pull him inside. She needed him. She loved this man. This crazy but sane man. She absolutely needed him.
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