Ashley came over to me and stretched up and kissed me. I hefted her hanging tits. I still marveled at the size of them. When she pulled back and turned to kiss Eddie, I noticed that she had completely shaved off her tuft of blond pubic hair. She was as bald as a baby and it was glistening from her wetness. It made her even more sexy, if that was even possible.
Ashley pulled her bikini bottom on and adjusted it on her hips and then struggled her tits into her bikini top. Eddie assisted her efforts by holding the small triangles of material on her nipples while she tied the strings behind her back and neck. She giggled as she saw the look of pure bliss on Eddie’s face.
She threw her arms around Eddie’s neck and kissed him and without a word headed for the Breeze-way. Eddie stood there in the middle of the deck with a semi-hard erection and watched her go. I suggested that he get dressed and he pulled his underwear on. I pushed my own softened dick into my pants.
Eddie grabbed his clothes and went in the house through the Breezeway. He came back out on the deck through the living room slider. He was fully dressed and he was carrying two beers in one hand and the ring box in the other. I had forgotten that I had left it on the kitchen counter when I went to investigate the moaning noises. He handed me one of the beers and motioned to the box. “Dude. This is a fucking awesome ring. Is this for Donna?” I popped open my beer and smiled up at him as I nodded. Eddie was all grins as his attention went back to examining the ring. He didn’t attempt to take it out of the box. In fact, he didn’t even touch it as if to do so would be a sign of irreverence.
Eddie snapped the hinged box shut and said, “When are you going to ask her? You have to know that she’ll say yes. Right?”
I avoided the question of when I’d ask her because I wasn’t one-hundred percent sure about the second part of his statement. I wanted everything to be perfect but I had no clue about how to make it perfect. It definitely wasn’t going to be some gimmicky event. I answered his second question, “I sure hope so. We haven’t discussed it. The subject has been kind of taboo, it seems. I hope it’s not too soon, but I’ve made up my mind.” I hadn’t intended to say even that much to Eddie, so when I blurted out, “She’s pregnant with my child,” I was as surprised to hear myself say it as he was to hear it.
When Eddie got the grin off his face, he said, “Jack-O. You’ll make an awesome father and you were born to be married. You’ve lived this life of a recluse way too long.” He set the ring box on the glass table and popped open his beer as he sat down beside me. I didn’t often see Eddie with a serious face but he wore one then. He hesitated as he looked me right in the eyes and then said, “Anna? Where is she in all this? You haven’t gotten more than a second away from her for thirteen years. She’s been a bigger part of your life in death than when she was alive.” I was surprised by Eddie’s prophetic comments. This was the second time. He had never displayed any sense of insight through all the years I’d known him. It was as if he had been sent here on a mission from God with a script in hand.