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Weird things happen at the least expected moments. I thought Angelina was kidding or was probably talking out of love - she's such an affectionate woman - but the truth is she was totally right about Kate. She is so sweet you want to protect her all the time. I don't know from what, but she seems so innocent and so caring you might think she's not armed for this world.
At first I was reluctant at the idea of dating a pregnant woman. The baby not being mine, the huge belly, morning sicknesses, weird moods, it didn't have that much appeal to me. After all, I have no plans yet to be a father and find it hard enough to cope with four children all day long. Kate is not like that. She's not the typical pregnant woman, the typical male nightmare. I sometimes forget that she may one day have to be driven quickly to hospital to give birth to a little crying thing. She's a real woman, and it makes me weird to type that.
Yesterday was amazing - so amazing that I didn't respect the curfew. She stayed over. All night. She had her breakfast here. I don't remember having such a bond with a woman recently. I always thought there was this thin line between a man and a woman that doesn't allow them to have complete trust, as seduction always corrupts a friendly relationship. Yet I'm happy we crossed the border of friends having a drink to lovers sharing a bed. It's just that I am lucky to have the best of all - the friendship AND amazing sex. I'm sorry, but if you've never experienced sex with a pregnant woman, then you don't know what sex is at all. Maybe the hormones make them more sensitive, I don't know, but it feels great, every sensation is enhanced. I would love to have it again.
I love my life right now.
At first I was reluctant at the idea of dating a pregnant woman. The baby not being mine, the huge belly, morning sicknesses, weird moods, it didn't have that much appeal to me. After all, I have no plans yet to be a father and find it hard enough to cope with four children all day long. Kate is not like that. She's not the typical pregnant woman, the typical male nightmare. I sometimes forget that she may one day have to be driven quickly to hospital to give birth to a little crying thing. She's a real woman, and it makes me weird to type that.
Yesterday was amazing - so amazing that I didn't respect the curfew. She stayed over. All night. She had her breakfast here. I don't remember having such a bond with a woman recently. I always thought there was this thin line between a man and a woman that doesn't allow them to have complete trust, as seduction always corrupts a friendly relationship. Yet I'm happy we crossed the border of friends having a drink to lovers sharing a bed. It's just that I am lucky to have the best of all - the friendship AND amazing sex. I'm sorry, but if you've never experienced sex with a pregnant woman, then you don't know what sex is at all. Maybe the hormones make them more sensitive, I don't know, but it feels great, every sensation is enhanced. I would love to have it again.
I love my life right now.