Baby Love (Baby #2)(119)

We had just started getting down to it when our play was interrupted by loud voices coming from the guest room. Tristan and Gina had come home. They were arguing about something.

Trey stopped what he was doing to me at the moment which had been feeling really great as their voices got louder. We both sat up straining to hear what was taking place. I was hoping they didn't wake the baby in the room next to theirs.

"I'm sorry Tristan," Gina shouted, "It just seemed to me as if you spent an inordinate amount of time training Amy. It's obvious to me that she is totally crushing on you. You seem to enjoy that."

"What the f*ck are you talking about Gina? I didn't spend any more time training her in the restaurant than I did the male waiters. What the hell is really going on? Are you premenstrual or something?"

"Oh yeah - a typical guy thing to say when a female calls them out on something. Don't cloud the issue Tristan!"

"Gina," Tristan pleaded, "I swear to you on all that is precious to me that I don't feel a damn thing for Amy. I'm all about you babe. Can't you see that?"

"Oh Tristan," Gina whined, "Why in the world do you put up with my shit?"

"You know why baby. I love you."

"I love you too Tristan," she wailed.

"Jesus Christ," Trey grumbled, "I f*cking knew that she somehow would wheedle her way into the family."

"Trey," I said, "I think it is very romantic."

"You would," he griped.

I crawled onto his lap and started kissing him very passionately. We were just to the point where things were progressing nicely when we heard the banging of the headboard against the wall in the guest room.

"Holy shit," Trey snarled.

"I guess we're going to need to move that bed to the f*cking center of the room the way that those two go at it."

"Trey," I pleaded, "Put those two out of your mind. It's just you and me right now. I want you to make love to me."

"You're right baby," he said softly, pressing me down against the mattress and kissing me passionately. His hands roamed over me in all of the right places. My body responded to his touch like always. His lips traveled downward to my sex. His expert ministrations with his tongue brought me to my foreplay orgasm.

"My turn baby," he moaned laying back.

Just as I took his manhood into my grasp, we both heard Preston crying from her room.

"Jesus Christ - want to guess what woke her up?" Trey snapped, leaping from our bed and pulling his pj bottoms up.

He opened our door and went down the hallway coming back with Preston in his arms. I had quickly thrown my pajama bottoms on while he was gone. He handed her to me and I turned my nightstand light on.

She had soiled her diaper so I asked Trey to bring me a fresh one and some baby wipes. I got her cleaned up and changed pulling her pajama bottoms back up.

She smiled at me showing me her eye teeth.

"Hey pretty girl," I cooed to her.

"Two more days until Santa visits here bringing Preston all kinds of presents cause she has been a good girl this year."

She put her fist up to her mouth giggling.

"What does Preston want Santa to bring to her?"

She rolled onto her stomach and crawled closer to me repeating "num-num" over and over again. She had gotten a view of my still bare breasts.

"I think that mommy can accommodate that," I replied laughing.

I settled back on my side with my head propped up on my arm. She crawled over and snuggled up beside me and gently began nursing. Trey came out of the bathroom just then spotting her cuddled up against me.

"Well it looks like everyone is getting theirs tonight but me," he complained, throwing his hands up in the air.

"Don't pout honey," I chided him.

"Santa doesn't like that."

"Ho ho ho," he replied getting into the bed with us.



CHAPTER 48



Trey and I were getting ready for opening night at the club. We had dinner reservations for the first seating. Gina and Tristan had been at the club since noon. They were both in panic mode. It was cute to watch them interact.

I was nearly finished dressing. I was wearing a ruby red velvet dress with long sleeves and a plunging neckline. The dress hugged my curves and was gathered at the hip making the hemline raised on both sides. I wore 3" black velvet pumps.

Trey looked exquisite in his tailored black suit. He wore the sapphire blue tie that I had bought for him last Christmas.

He came up behind me in the bathroom as I was putting the finishing touches on my hair and make-up. His arms encircled me; his hands massaged my breasts.

"You are fairly spilling out of that dress baby," he whispered to me.

His lips kissed the back of my neck giving me goose bumps.

"I doubt if Preston will let you get past her."

"Oh Trey - you are silly," I laughed.

He got our coats for us, helping me on with mine as Jean was changing Preston's diaper in the living room.

"Don't you two look very handsome this evening," she said as Trey and I prepared to leave.

"Thank you Jean," I replied.

"We won't be too late tonight."

"Stay out just as long as you like. I haven't had enough time lately with this little one. I'm going to read her some Christmas stories by the tree."