Learning to Be Little Again (22 page)

I placed Juliana next to Samantha at the breakfast table.

“Are you feeling better?” Samantha asked Juliana.

She nodded. “You were right. Our lines of communication were just messed up.”

Samantha clapped her hands together. “Oh! I love being able to help out other couples!”

“I’m glad you did in this case, young lady. But I don’t want to hear you meddling in other people’s love lives unless they ask for help,” Jackson said sternly, taking a sip of his coffee.

“Yes, Daddy,” she said, a little too sweetly for my liking. I’d have to make sure to be careful around her.

“Everyone ready for some breakfast?” I asked.

Juliana and Samantha clapped their hands and started chanting, “Breakfast! Breakfast!”

“Where do these girls find this kind of energy in the morning? Neither one has had coffee yet,” Jackson muttered as I set two pink plastic plates down in front of the girls. Each had an omelet stuffed with cheese, ham, green peppers, mushrooms, and broccoli.

They both looked up at me and then started complaining.

“I don’t have a fork.”

“I hate broccoli!”

“I hate broccoli too! I’m not going to eat it!”

“I need a napkin!”

“Enough!” Jackson said, cutting both girls off.

I cut in. “Girls, try some of the omelet before you judge it. Trust me, the broccoli will taste good. And yes, neither of you will be eating with forks because we’ve decided you can eat with your fingers.”

“We’ll get messy! Especially me! I can’t eat well with my left hand,” Juliana pleaded.

“Yes, you will probably both get messy. But, that’s why Daddy Jackson and I are here. We’ll clean you both up after breakfast. I forgot two things, but then you girls can eat.”

I grabbed the two Sippy cups and two baby bibs and brought them to the table. After I placed a Sippy cup in front of both of the girls, Jackson took one of the baby bibs and put it around Samantha and I put the other around Juliana.

“There, now you girls are ready to eat.”

They both looked at each other and then began to eat with their hands. I sighed, happy they were no longer yelling.

As Samantha and Juliana ate, they seemed enthralled with each other. They were talking about what they wanted to do today and which TV show was better,
Arthur
or
Barney.

“There something else, aren’t they?” Jackson asked, in a low tone that only I could hear.

“Yes, they are.” I glanced up at the chattering little girls and couldn’t help but feel like I was the luckiest man alive. I had the absolute best baby girl. From here on out, I was going to treat her like the princess she was. Of course, from time to time, if she misbehaved, a spanking would be given if needed.

“I wouldn’t have them any other way,” I added, taking a sip of coffee.

Epilogue

8 months later

“Robert, can you please just tell me why you decided all of a sudden that we had to go this month’s munch,” I said as I sat in the passenger’s seat.

Three days ago, Robert had asked me if I had plans for this Saturday. I’d told him I planned on acting like his little girl, like I always did, and he’d nodded and informed me that we were going to the munch and that I could act however I wanted to.

So I decided I wanted to act as an adult, but I also decided to dress in between. I was wearing jeans with little hearts on each back pocket and a white shirt with colorful polka dots. I loved polka dots. I also brought my purse with my teddy bear in it.

I enjoyed going to these munches and they were lots of fun, but Robert and I hadn’t been to one in almost a year.

“We’re here,” Robert said, pulling into a spot in the restaurant parking lot.

There were a lot of parked cars, I noted, as he helped me get out of the car. We walked together, hand in hand. The munch was normally held inside a banquet hall and today was no different.

When we stepped inside, I immediately spotted Samantha and Joey. I let go of my daddy’s hand and quickly walked over to them. “Hi, guys!” I said, giving each of them a hug.

They greeted me and I found out they had been waiting for me before they ate. I turned to my daddy. “Can I go get lunch with Joey and Samantha?”

“Sure, sweetie. Call if you need any help.”

“Okay.”

The three of us went off together to get our lunches.

The munch was similar to the few others I’d been to. Joey, Samantha, and I hung out, each of us having a great time as we talked about our time spent as littles.

As the munch was starting to wind down, I heard someone tap the microphone. I turned to look at the front of the banquet hall to see Robert standing there, microphone in hand.
What is he doing
?

“Excuse me. Hi, may I please have everyone’s attention?”

The room quieted down almost instantly.

“Thank you. I’m sure more than a few of you are wondering what I’m doing up here… It’s quite simple, actually. Juliana, baby girl, if you could please come up here?” he asked, holding out one of his hands.

On shaky legs, I slowly got out of my chair and walked up to stand in front of him at the front of the hall.

“Juliana, I’ve known you for almost a year now. The first time I saw you was in this very room. I was sitting over there, and you walked in right over there,” he said, pointing to the two areas. “You took my breath away the first time I saw you. I think somehow I already knew that you were the one for me. That’s why we’re here today.”

He got down on one knee, and I covered my mouth with my hands. I couldn’t believe he was doing this!

“Juliana Abbott, you are the center of my universe. You amaze me every day with how much love and dedication you put into anything you do. You are also my baby girl, and I cherish the times you look up at me and call me Daddy. I will love you until the day I die. Will you please do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He pulled out a ring box and opened it so I could see a beautiful diamond ring.

Tears were streaming down my face as I just nodded my head. I couldn’t speak. He stood up and took my left hand and slipped the ring onto my finger. That did it. I was sobbing like a lunatic. I was
so
happy!

He pulled me toward him and gave me a kiss. At that moment, I didn’t care that we were in a room full of people. I wanted my fiancée!

Then he pulled back and whispered in my ear, “We’ll finish this later.” He nipped my ear lobe, sending what felt like an electric shock straight down to my groin. I smiled up at him and then we were swamped with people coming up to congratulate us.

* * *

Three hours later, Robert and I finally got into our car. After he had proposed, the party started up again, and I spent a good chunk of time with Samantha and Meghan as we compared our rings. Shockingly, they were all pretty darn similar. So we came to the conclusion that our men had good taste in jewelry.

Robert had chosen a silver band with a huge square-cut yellow diamond. Then all around the yellow diamond were small, sparkling white diamonds. It was the perfect ring for me. I loved yellow more than any other color and for the rest of my life, I would be able to stare at a yellow diamond on my finger, reminding me how lucky I was to have Robert in my life.

At the end of the evening, I was starting to get tired and Robert noticed. Thanking everyone for making this day even more special for us, we made our escape.

“Thank you, Robert. I couldn’t have asked for a better proposal,” I said, looking at my ring again. I didn’t know if I would ever be able to stop looking at it. It was exquisite.

“You are more than welcome. I’m so happy that you like your ring.”

“I do! I do! I can’t wait to be Mrs. O’Connor.”

“I can’t wait either,” he said as he turned the car off.

I looked around and realized that we were at his practice.

“What are we doing here, sweetie? I thought we were going home.”

“We will. But first, I believe there is a fantasy we have to explore.”

“Explore? A fantasy? What are you talking about?”

“You’ll see,” he said, getting out of the car. He walked over to my side and helped me get out, then took my hand and led me into the practice. I realized that no one was here as he disarmed the security system.
Duh,
it’s Saturday after two. The practice is closed.

Robert led me into the yellow exam room I’d visited when I was here before.

“Robert, I—” I began, but he cut me off with a kiss. His tongue dove right into my mouth and I couldn’t help wrapping my arms around him, my hands fisting his silky hair. My earlier desire came back a vengeance. I was all set to have sex on top of the exam table.

But just as I started to pull at his shirt, he once again moved away from me.

“Robert!” I stamped my foot in frustration. I was not going to let him get away with leaving me high and dry again.

“I want you to completely undress. It’s time for your physical,” he said, giving me a gown. “I’ll be back in five minutes. Have a seat on the exam table when you’re ready.” With that, he left the room.

I started to change, thinking about what he said earlier.
Explore a fantasy…
I blushed all over. He was referring to the first time I was here and had come from fantasizing about him giving me a happy ending exam. I continued to blush as I realized that he must have smelled my arousal during my first appointment. I was so embarrassed as I sat down on the exam table.

Not knocking this time, he came back into the room in his white doctor’s coat. Closing the door behind him, he turned towards me. “Hello, Juliana. I’m Dr. O’Connor. It seems like you’re here for a physical today.”

I nodded.

“Is your throat sore?”

“No, sir.”

“Then I expect you to answer me when I speak to you.”

“Yes, sir.” I nodded, as if that would prove I understood his point even more. At the same time, my pussy let out a gush of wetness. I loved when he was in charge.

“Alright. Well, let’s start with the basics. I need you to turn over onto your tummy so I can take your temperature.”

“Turn over onto my tummy?” I parroted, confused.

“Yes. Hurry up,” he said as he pulled out a thermometer and some lubricant.

Doing as I was told, I turned so I was lying on my stomach on the exam table.

“Good,” he said, rubbing my healed right leg up and down. He slowly lifted my hospital gown, causing me to become even more aroused.

“Oh!” I squealed as something cool was pushed into my bottom hole.

“Easy. I’m just taking your temperature.” He pushed the object farther in, until it was settled inside me. I felt highly embarrassed as I pictured how I must look. At the same time, I was very turned on. It was my fantasy come true, and I couldn’t wait to see what he was going to do next.

I stayed like that for almost five minutes before he finally pulled the thermometer out and said that everything was normal and that I could turn over.

I did, the crackling of paper filling the room as he pulled the blood pressure cuff off the wall. I tried to move the gown so he couldn’t see just how wet I was between my thighs.

He wrapped the cuff around my arm and began to squeeze it. I was silent as he filled the cuff with air and then let it go.

“Hmmm… it looks like your blood pressure is slightly elevated. Is something making you nervous?” he asked, eyeing me up and down as if he was a predator and I was his prey.

“No, sir,” I said as my nipples hardened and my pussy let out another gush of wetness.

He smiled a knowing smile and said, “Good. Now it’s time to test your reflexes.” He pulled out the normal mallet and tested my knees and my elbow like normal. Then he put the mallet down and said, “Now for this reflex, I have to get very close.” He moved near my ear and started to kiss right below it. As usual, my entire body shivered as my pussy let out another gush of wetness. I was so turned that I was tempted to ask him to just take me, but I wanted to see this fantasy through.

He pulled back and said, “It’s perfect. Now if you could lie back, please. It’s time for your breast exam.”

“Yes, sir,” I said before lying back against the table. He slowly opened my gown to reveal my swollen breasts and beaded nipples.

“These look good. They feel good too.” He took one breast into each hand and gave them a squeeze. “Let’s see how your nipples are.” He flicked each of them, making me cry out as what felt like electricity went through my body and straight to my groin.

“Very responsive,” he murmured as he continued to torture me with knowing fingers. He pulled, twisted, and even suckled my nipples for a while. By the time he stopped, I was a panting ball of need.

“Okay. Your breasts are perfectly healthy. Now it’s time for your vaginal exam.”

“Yes, sir,” I whimpered.

He pulled out the stirrups and guided my legs onto them. Then he reached for the light and shined it right on my drenched pussy.

“You’re pussy is soaked,” he said. When I didn’t respond, he said, “What did I tell you about answering me?”

“Sorry, sir. Yes, it is, sir.” Another gush of wetness flooded my pussy. This was turning me on so much.

“Yes sir… what is?”

“Yes, sir. My pussy is… soaked.” I could feel the embarrassment coursing through me, yet I also felt so turned on.

“We’ll have to see how responsive you are down here.”

I closed my eyes, not sure if I could take much more.

Then I felt something hard against my labia. It moved slowly up until it was finally on my clit. Then it began to vibrate.

“Oh my gosh!” I practically jumped off the table as the vibrations continued.

“Very responsive. Let’s see what else we can do. No matter what, I do not want you moving or else you’ll be in trouble.”

“Yes, sir,” I said, right before the vibrations doubled on my swollen bundle of nerves and something was shoved into my pussy. I couldn’t help my scream as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. It felt incredible. I had never experienced an orgasm so intense.