Living in our lie

Chapter 11

8 months pregnant. 3 months later... October

"Jude, what do you think of being a gum ball machine for Halloween?" He asked as he looked up from his morning paper.

She turned from the stove and shook her head softly.

"No dear, I'm going to be Lucille Ball."

"Then I must be Dezi."

She walked to him and sat on his lap and kissed all over his face.

"I love you Monsignor."

"And I love you sister."

"Is it just me or is there something in your pocket?" She giggled and thrust against his lap. 

He stood, her legs wrapping around him. He sat her down on the table and began to dig in his pocket. She looked up at him questionably, yet lustfully.

He pulled a diamond ring out and got down on one knee.

"Judy, do me the honor and be my wife."

Jude burst into tears as she hugged him tightly.

"Yes Timothy oh yes."

She pulled him to her and hugged him tightly.

He began running his hand up her thigh and she giggled and slapped his hand away.

"I'm saving myself for marriage." She said as she hopped off the table and went back to the oven.

"Tsk tsk. Tease."

She shook her ass and laughed hysterically.