[FFRP] A Woman's Point of View

[Harri-chan]

When he returned from the bathroom, his wife was stroking her fingures through Katherine's hair, and her breasts brush the young woman's red face as she rose from the couch, resting a hand across her bump again. "Perhaps I should leave dinner to you, but then we'd all go to bed hungry, wouldn't we?".

She turns, walking towards Richard and then brushing passed him, before she heads into the kitchen, leaving Richard and Katherine alone. "How could you be so careless!", snapped the teenager, sliding her feet own over the front of the couch, setting them on the floor and sitting up. "She's... weird".

[muffinstud]

Richard sits down next to the girl and shakes his head. "I don't know what's gotten into her. She's usually not like this at all..." He sits and thinks about just what she meant by all this talk of rehabilitation as he absentmindedly scratches his chest again. He looks over at Kathy and does a double take.

Sure he hadn't seen her sit on this particular couch before, but she must be sinking in quite a bit, since her head is at a lower level than it is when they usually sit next to each other...maybe by an inch.

[Harri-chan]

She reaches a hand out, settling it upon his thigh, biting her lip as she moves a little closer to him. "Why isn't she throwing me out?", she asked, leaning against him, her chest brushing his arm as she reached up to kiss at his cheek, and then frowns a little. "You need a haircut... ", she murmurs before sitting back and then leans over the arm of the couch, her skirt riding up and revealing her underwear to him as she digs through her purse, "Who were you calling? You can use my cell".

[muffinstud]

He brushes his hand through his hair, feeling that it does seem a little bushy. "I was going to call the cab service and have them bring a car around for you." He tilts his head and takes a look at her. He almost says something about the height difference, but dismisses it as her high heels. She never is without them, after all. He slips his arm behind her back and and settles his hand on her hip. "Don't worry. I'll get you a cab home and deal with her. Tomorrow at work I'll make this up to you." He slips his hand down her hip and to her thigh.

[Harri-chan]

Pulling out her expensive, touch-screen phone, she leans back into him, and he'd feel an odd discomfort as she pressed against his chest. Slipping the phone into his free hand, she twisted around a little to face him as the hand settled on her hip, and she kissed at his lips... noticing they felt different. Her brow creased slightly, her blue eyes taking a closer look, noticing the very slightly swelling.

As she pressed closer to him, he'd feel that tingling in his underwear again, although it would be easy to dismiss as a perfectly normal sensation. She began to kiss him slowly before wincing and letting out a sudden gasp, "Oww.. ", she moans, her thigh quickly pulling away from his hand... his fingernails looking as if he'd not cut them in weeks.

[muffinstud]

Richard frowned and dialed up the cab service on her phone. While he waited for the call to connect, he leaned down and nibbled her ear with his lips. She seemed a little distant, and he meant to fix that. As he does this, his chest rubs up against her back, making him crease his eyebrows as he tries to decide just how to interpret how it feels.

Meanwhile, Kathy's toes dangle above the floor. Not because of the position she's in, but because they simply don't reach any longer. Her skirt seems to cover more of her thighs, but at least she can feel those phantom hands on her chest again.

[Harri-chan]

A ringing tone starts to come from the phone, but it quickly starts to rise in pitch before the screen began to flash with an error, and then shut itself down before anyone had the chance to answer.

She squirmed a little more as she felt her toes didn't reach the ground, but she assumed the couch was just a little higher than her own, as she'd never been here before. Her cheeks were a little red from the tingling around her breasts as she wriggled up against his chest, ignoring the feeling of her skirt seeming a little bigger as she met his lips for another kiss, her breasts rubbing his chest, her hands reaching up to brush through his hair, which seems to slowly grow another an inch.

[muffinstud]

Richard tossed the now broken phone aside and tried to enjoy the kiss. But the combination of his more plush lips and a weird feeling as her chest pressed against his kept him from truly enjoying it. Still, he wiggled his hip a little, trying to find a more comfortable position to sit in on the couch. He felt like he was being chafed or something.

As he released her, so do the invisible hands, after one last enjoyable push. Afterwards, her bra seemed to have even more airy space in it.

[Harri-chan]

"Dinner is ready!", came the voice of the wife, as if nothing was wrong, and Katherine pulled back from him. "This is just weird...", she muttered, absently adjusting her bra before getting to her feet, wriggling her thighs a little at the odd looseness of her panties. Looking up at him, she shrugs her shoulders, "If she wants to let me stay, why don't I stay? You can drive me to work in the morning".

[muffinstud]

"I suppose so. I just don't like the idea. She's obviously got something up her sleeve, and she doesn't seem to like either of us at the moment..." Richard gets up and makes his way to the kitchen, not noticing the small swing in his hips as he does so. He looks down at Kathy and does a double take. "You're shorter without your heels."

[Harri-chan]

"Only a little.. those heels hurt enough without getting ones even bigger", she said, brushing her fingers along his hand before pulling her's away. Perhaps it wasn't the best idea to be holding his hand as they walked through to the kitchen where his wife was waiting.

As he walked, Richard's shirt seemed to irritate his chest, as if the skin was more sensitive around the nipples. Perhaps the smell of the food would distract him though, as always, it was a great smell. His wife had laid out the table, two plates opposite eachother with huge steaks on, along with salad and shrimps, elegant glasses beside them, filled with a sparkling water. The woman was sat at one, and beside her plate was another, but this has a glass of cola beside it. On it was a double-stacked cheeseburger and a pile of fries.

Katherine looked at the table a moment, her eyebrows rising as she then glanced up at Richard, causing the woman to chuckle softly and pat the chair beside her. "You're sitting here, child".

[muffinstud]

Richard happily sits down and starts into the steak immediately. Between bites, he pulls his shirt outwards a little to ease the discomfort, but otherwise he just happily eats his meal. He frowns down at the glass with the sparkling water. He had expected more wine, and he gets up from the table to pour himself another glass, setting it down next to the water.

As Katherine stands there, her skirt rests a little lower still, revealing more of her lower tummy. It does this because her hips are a little closer together, giving the skirt less to hold on to.

[Harri-chan]

She blushed a little more when Richard said nothing about her meal being different from his and his wife's. After giving her skirt a tug, she goes to sit in the chair beside the older woman, her blue eyes glancing from her plate, to the other too. Her nose twitched at the way her clothes didn't seem to hug her figure as they were meant to, and she adjusted a little more before reaching for the burger. "I'm trying to watch my figure... ", she says. The woman just shakes her head. "At your age? There's no point, dear".

When Richard sat back down with his glass of wine, the wife reached across, and took it away from him, and gave him quite a stern look. "No more of this", she said, and left it beside her own plate before she begins to eat her salad.

[Malcontent]

[error]

[muffinstud]

Richard returns her stern look with a glare of his own. "What? And just why can't I? Hmm? You didn't seem to have a problem earlier, why now?" He folds his arms over his chest, flinching and raising them up a little before setting them down a little more gently.