Pregnancy Obsession
Become Immersed And Lost In This Book
Pregnancy Obsession
Finding Love Again
Wanda Pritchett
Pregnancy Romance Series
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Wanda Pritchett
Pregnancy Obsession
Finding Love Again
Wanda Pritchett
Copyright © 2015 Wanda Pritchett
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Unexpected Love Match
Who would have ever thought that a desperate call to a pregnant prostitute would blossom into something else? He just wanted to get some comfort. He was missing his wife who had passed away years ago and he yearned for the touch of a woman. He also had a secret fetish for pregnant women. He made the decision to get all that he needed from a stranger. It would be a one-time thing.
The meeting ended up working out positively for him and for her. She got a new start in life and he got the love that he so badly wanted.
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WANDA PRITCHETT
Wanda Pritchett is a country girl who relocated to the city briefly to .pursue her studies. As soon as she was done she headed right back to Texas. She met her husband and they have three beautiful children
She loves writing as it gives her a chance to create various scenarios. She has the full support of her parents and her husband. She loves the idea of persons finding their love match in the most unexpected way. She loves throwing a twist into the plot that will keep the reader hooked. All of her books focus on a situation that should not lead to a love match.
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“Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.”
H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
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EDICATION
This book is dedicated to my family. They have been extremely supportive of me and have never failed to encourage me when I thought that I should give up. I am thankful for them every day.
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So I can honestly say that I have always been pervert of sorts. If I am in a store that has magazines and I am waiting for something I tend to look through and ogle at the women. I love looking at the women with their big bright smiles and their healthy glow, their pregnancy glow.
I love looking at all of the magazines that are dedicated to pregnancy. I can't really explain it. There is something about a pregnant woman that makes me feel a certain way. I have never bought one though. Though it is a fetish that I have, I cannot bring myself to buy one, I am just too embarrassed.
I was married at one point but my wife passed away a few years ago. We had been together for twenty years before she met her untimely death. When she died I was a mess. I had never felt loneliness like that before, it was crazy. We had been together all the time. We were married and we had made the decision to go into business together as well. If someone saw one of us and did not see the other they would ask questions. We were that close. Since her death I have not had another relationship or had any sex. I was not interested in going through the getting to know you phase again plus I did not want to feel any more pain if I was rejected.
My wife had been the best thing I ever had. She really knew me and had a way of bringing out the best in me at all times. Nobody else could do that.
After all this time without her I was hungry. Yes I had to deal with the loneliness of things but I also really needed to have sex with a woman. I did miss that. At the store that I go to there is a pregnant woman in there who is always looking at me in a particular way. Maybe she has figured out that I have a fetish. I was going to have to figure out something though as I really had to fill that sexual yearning that I had.
I was at home one day on the computer searching for tools. Of course something caught my eye. It was a porn site. I sat there looking at it for a while. Curiosity was getting the better of me. Eventually I decided to click on it. It had all kinds of women and men on it to fulfill various fantasies and fetishes, one of them being pregnant women.
I looked at the pictures that they had of pregnant women and the one that held my interest was very nice looking. She was in her thirties it seemed and I could see her nice full breasts and her stomach in the picture. She looked as if she was worried about something though. I could see it in her eyes. I grabbed the phone and called the number I saw.
"Hello..."
"Hello, I am Max. I saw your profile on an ad." I said a bit too quickly.
"Hello Max, my name is Fiona. What exactly do you like?" She said. Her voice sounded like honey.
"Oh, well, I would love to have you come over to dine with me and then you could stay for the night."
There it was out. We spoke for a couple of minutes. I am sure she was doing her analysis of me by asking certain question to figure out who I was. Maybe I was vice or maybe I was a deranged freak. She just wasn't going to come over like that. I listened to her and she sounded extremely nervous. She definitely was not sure of herself. I was just being who I was and hoped that I would not be seen as a freak.
Eventually we started to talk about price and dinner. She was okay with what I proposed for the meal and the price was okay for both parties. My mind went into a tailspin. I had to get some stuff done. I was going to have to get the food I needed to prepare dinner and I had to clean up my house. I rang off and got started. I put so some music and started to clean. How was I so messy? Well the house was not really that bad. I just wanted it to be nice and neat and clean when she got here.
When I was done I went shopping. I got the food and on the way got some non-alcoholic wine as well. She was pregnant after all. I was going to prepare some Chicken Parmigiana. I was also going to make a nice salad to go with that and I had bought dessert.
I got the dinner started and got myself cleaned up a bit and I was just waiting for her to arrive. Sure, Fiona was going to be paid for services rendered but that did not mean that I was to treat her like she was yesterday's trash. I really was on autopilot or something as I was setting the table as if I was hoping to be dining with my dearly departed wife. It looked as if I was going to have a nice romantic dinner. It was all ready now. I got the nonalcoholic wine and poured two glasses, checked in the meal and waited.
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Finally I heard the knock on the door. I went to open it and there she was. I invited her in and one of my many pets the cat Sqiggles came over to see who this new person was. Fiona seemed to love animals as she gave Squiggles a nice pat down. The cat was pleased and went to find her usual spot to relax. She looked around and saw that I had set up for dinner. Her eyes lit up.
"Hello Max, this is a real beautiful home you have."
"Thanks and I must say that your picture does not do you justice. You are so much more beautiful in person."
She smiled shyly, "thank you."
She really was a beautiful woman though. She had a beautiful figure and she was about 5' 9". I loved the way her breasts looked. They were so full and plump. That baby would have a ball. She had piercing blue eyes and blond hair. She kept it long and I loved it. She looked like she should be on the cover of one of the magazines I loved to look at in the pharmacy.
"The dinner is almost ready. Would you like to have some wine, non-alcoholic of course while I sort that out?”
"Oh, that would be great thanks."
After she sat down, I went to finish preparing the dinner. While I was cooking, we kept on talking about nothing in particular. We spoke about football, local news, weather, stuff like that. I noticed that she was becoming more relaxed as we spoke. I could tell that she was educated and she was a good conversationalist. I really did enjoy speaking to her.
Dinner was ready so we went to the table. We ate and she asked me a bit more about myself. I spoke about my wife, how I had met her and bit about how we finally ended up getting married. I also told her how I had been emotionally since she had died. Fiona understood well. It even seemed that she was on the verge of crying for me. I really did not want her to be sad.
"Come on, enough of that sad talk," I said, "I am happy that you enjoyed the dinner I made."
That seemed to perk her up a bit.
"Go on and have a seat in the living room. We can have coffee and dessert out there."
In the meantime I got the coffee brewing and put away the food we did not eat and I shared the dessert.
"I bought the dessert okay. I am not the culinary guru that you think." I said to her.
"Oh, that is quite fine. Dinner was a blast."
When I went to the living room with dessert and coffee in hand she was sitting there rubbing her feet. Of course Squiggles was there getting her rub down. She looked up to see what I had brought in.
"Nice, I love red velvet cake. Where did you buy this? Oh don't tell me, let me take a guess."
