ORP: One, two, buckle my shoe

Luckily for the perpetrator, Katrina didn't knock him off his feet when she jumped almost screaming her head off.  If she had screamed then the big surprise would have been ruined.  Damn you Walker!  But, she saw his ring and because they had been together so long, the new wife recognized her husband’s gentle grasp from behind. Continuing with her dance, the brunette swayed her hips with the song flowing more softly in her lips. Arms and hands reached gently behind grabbing a hold of his neck. She turned her body tracing her fingers down the front of his shirts to his pants with a seductive wink. Hands went massaging back up to his torso before leaning up and kissing his lips long with increasing passion. If there was one thing that was an Achilles heel, it was Walker’s kiss. The velvety texture sent shivers of pleasure down her spine every time. But today was special, not about love making, but about introducing him to their son.

Pulling away, Kat pulled the earphones out and turned off the iPod. She placed the hearing devices in the pocket with the iPod and then spoke grinning from ear to ear. ”As much as I’d like a repeat of last night and this morning; I have something to show you. You left this morning with a huge smile on your face and I’d like to give you an even better one, ok?”

Tag: Robert "Jackal" Walker

Ok, everything was going good so far. She had Walker convinced something more erotic and sexual was about to happen. Giving her husband a wink and then reaching up, she kissed his lips softly before pulling away. As she began her walk down the hallway, the woman’s heart skipped a beat. The anticipation of Robert’s face was both antagonizing and joyous. She could only hope this wasn’t too soon. She teased her husband again flipping her hair in the air about half way down the hall turning her head to him. Singing softly (so junior wouldn’t wake up just yet), another wink escaped. ”I’m friends with the monster that’s under my bed, get along with the voices inside of my head. You think I’m crazy…” she sang slipping sideways and into the room that Robert believed to be his office.

Opening the door quietly, Katrina walked into the room. Junior was already awake standing at the end of his crib. His eyes half asleep didn’t bother Katrina because the large grin with a pacifier in her son’s mouth took away that feeling that she should just leave and let him sleep. Lounge pants were draped on the rocking chair so Kat grabbed them giving her son a silent shush with a finger to the mouth. Crawling into the comfort of some flannel, Walker looked at her son who was now bouncing up and a down holding out his hands. Thank God that crib was new and silent. ”Hold on a second son” she whispered. ”Someone is here to see you. Its daddy, not the daddy you know, but your real daddy.” She couldn’t help but grin widely at the last statement. She knew the young one probably didn’t understand the words. Only a month ago, she believed Walker to be dead. Now she was with him in his apartment, married, and now introducing them to their son. Wishes can come true. An envelope sat on junior’s dresser, the second surprise. Katrina tucked the envelope in the side pocket of the lounge pants and went over to the crib.

Quietly, she picked up her son and he gave his mother a huge hug. Returning the hug, the young woman turned and headed back to the hallway. Thankfully, the hallway where the office was located was out of the living room and front door’s view. This would give her an opportunity not only to show him off to his father, but also allow Robert to see his son beginning to walk for the first time.

Katrina placed him gently on the ground but junior wanted to be picked up. She shushed him again and the little boy with is old soul complied so graciously. Small fingers slid inside the secure grasp of both Katrina’s hands as she wobbled behind him hovering over his body so the little one wouldn’t fall. It took a few moments before reaching the opening to the living room. Her eyes then looked up to Robert. ”I have someone I would like you to meet”, the joyful wife stated gleaming from every inch of her being. Robert Jr. had another idea than have his mom helping him walk. Releasing his grip, the pacifier was taking from the mouth and words that come from only dreams came out from this little guy. ”Da…dee?” he inquired inquisitively. He walked a few more wobbly steps until the little guy fell back on his romp. Thankfully, the diaper hindered most of the fall. That pacifier didn’t live his little grip. Robert Jr. placed it back into his mouth and used both hands to reach in front of him to push off the carpet. Planting both feet on the ground, the baby stood up wavering. He took a step and wobbled, then got his gripping to the carpet. Again, he took the pacifier out of his mouth and looked at Robert. Katrina stood there in awe as their son spoke again with such joy, such admiration, almost knowing who stood before him.

”Da…dee!!!!” he spoke picking up his steps heading towards his father.

Tears formed in the brunette’s orbs. The sight before her was out of a fairy tale book. Robert Jr. was at his father’s feet staring at the stranger as though he knew instantly there was a biological bond. Kat’s feet were immobile gaining more composure before deciding to walk forward. Robert’s eyes told a story of a man with a stern, aggressive, and sometimes harsh outward behavior.  A man who had gone practically from hell and back changing and growing with each experience.  But underneath all of that was a man with the heart of pure gold. Since they met, Katrina noticed the small changes that occurred during their courtship. She also changed within becoming more open and confident. They were perfect for each, making the circle become whole. This match was purely made from heaven and their child only sealed the package.


Junior turned and raised his arms up. Whining, junior was motioning to be picked up. Kat walked over and bent slightly forward bringing their son up closer resting his bum on her hip. His large brown eyes stared at Katrina before coming in for a big hug. ”I love you too little guy” came out as a choked whisper. Her eyes gazed to Robert standing there. ”I hope this is a good surprise. Your son has been bouncing around his crib since I told him you were coming. It’s odd…like…like he knows”, she finished as her son turned to Robert. Still suckling on his “binky” (pacifier), another groan came. He reached out almost out of the arms of his mother begging to be held by the man standing there. Once again, the pacifier was pulled from his mouth. Delicately, like it was his most prized possession, he gave it to Katrina. Arms flew back outward and wide to Robert.

”Do you want to hold your son? I really think he wants you, daddy.”