I could tell that she was down. I knew she had finally come to terms with becoming a mommy and was starting to look forward to it. Now that was not go...ing to happen soon.I had been there on Sunday morning when the doctor came in to examine her. He broke the bad news to the two of us."Well, you should be good to go home tomorrow. You will need to abstain from sex for about 6 weeks. How are your headaches doing?" They're not bothering me anymore. It's just my abdomen that hurts now." Well, once. Then one day, as we sat on the sofa together and everyone else was in another room, he put his arm round me, which wasn't unusual, but he was looking at me differently and was looking down at my boobs for sure. Instead of his usual tickling and messing about, he just started stroking my arm. After a while he started moving his hand up my arm, getting ever closer to my boobs. I just sat there and let him carry on, not knowing if he was after my boobs or not. Then very slowly, as he was stroking. "...he says you'll do amazing things to me if I tell you too.."I smiled very big at this. My nipples were growing hard and my crotch began to get damp. I nodded shyly. He smiled, "excellent." He paused for a second, eyeing me up and down."take your panties off" he insisted, "Uncle Mike wants to see that sweet pussy"I grinned and gladly slipped my panties over my knees and onto the floorboard. "I'm getting kind of wet already" I commented."Good. Face this way," He pulled on my left knee,. “Coming here makes me feel like a snob,” she said softly as they followed the maitre d’ to a secluded table in a corner.Gene seated her and sat to her left and moved his chair over until his knee touched hers. “You’re the last person in the world who could be a snob,” he said.A waiter brought a wine bucket on a stand, a wine steward brought a bottle of champagne, opened it and poured two glass and left without saying a word.“You know what champagne does to me,” Libby said with a soft, sexy.