Chapter 1 - prologue

I'll never forget the first day I saw her. I was out with a few buddies at the local lounge, and the moment she walked in, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. She looked to be average height, very athletic physique, and just had this quiet beauty to her. Her dress was form-fitting, which showed her off her small breasts and narrow hips off well. God, how I wish I could just take her and remold that tight little body of hers.

As she scanned the bar area, I could only think that she must be looking for her date, a woman who looks like that would have to be. I watched as she gently pushed her way through the crowd, she was making her way around towards us and took the only open seat which just happened to be right next to me. And very shyly, she spoke as I looked into her gorgeous brown eyes, "Um excuse me sir, is this seat taken?". I took a mental note of how naturally submissive she sounded, hmm this is already starting better than I could've thought. I gave her a smile and said "Not at all miss, please have a seat". I pulled the chair out so she could get onto the high bar seat easier, she gave a small smile "Aw thank you, that was sweet of you". I took the opportunity to pry a bit, I just had to know more about this lovely petite woman next to me.

Completely ignoring the guys I'm with, I slowly sipped on my scotch and just soaked in her beauty as she scanned the menu, clearly, she'll order something small judging by her petite frame. I intently listened as she placed her order, "Hey Joey, can I get the calamari and the tagliatelle. Oh, and do you guys have olive oil chocolate cake tonight?". I was quite stunned, clearly, all of that food wasn't for her, she must be waiting for someone. Joey responded, "Okay I'll put that right in, and yes we do have it. I'll make sure to put your slice aside, it's a hot seller tonight. And before I forget here's your special Cosmo". I lightly cleared my throat "Wow, that's quite an order. Are you waiting for your friends or date to arrive?" She looked down and laughed before looking up to me, "Oh no, haha, I um, always treat myself to a great meal on Friday nights. This place just happens to be one of my favorites. I'm Nicole by the way." She held out her thin hand for me to shake, which I gently did while noticing how soft she felt. Trying to hide my excitement, "Well I'm very impressed. Not many women will allow themselves to indulge. I love a woman with a good appetite." I watched as her eyes lit up and she once again smiled, hmm this is getting even more interesting. "So what's a pretty little woman like you doing out alone? I mean, if you were mine, I couldn't let you come out to dine alone." She chuckled and meekly said, "Well, unfortunately, I'm single, and I don't have a lot of friends who can just go out to eat without obsessing over the calories. So I just come out alone most of the time...". Now I'm even more intrigued, how could she possibly be single? "I'm sorry if I'm prying, but how come you're single? You're gorgeous." She blushed and looked down; I love how naturally submissive she seems. Just as she looked back up, her calamari and pasta were placed in front of her. She gave out a polite thanks and took a piece of calamari and twirled it with her pasta. There was nothing but pure joy as she alternated her bites of the dish.

She took a sip of her martini and looked over at me "Well the reason why I'm single is that I prefer a particular kind of guy and a certain kind of relationship. I'm, umm, a bit more old-fashioned than most women these days and well, men tend to pass me by..". Hmm, I thought to myself, is she really the submissive type? Could I mold her to become the one for me? We continued to make small talk as she enjoyed her meal. My buddies have long gone, but I had just to know more about her. I ordered us another round of drinks and invited her over to the lounge couches so we could continue and wait for her dessert. We talked about our hobbies, interests, work life, and everything in between. She was so open and honest, but I still noticed how slightly shy and meek she was. I felt the urge to just wrap my arms around her and protect her for the rest of her life. But could she handle being with a demanding man such as myself?

She was practically finished with her dessert, and I can see her abs protruding from her dress. I thought just how much better she'd look if that belly was occupied by my babies, her breasts round and full of milk, and those chiseled arms of hers softened. All the while me feeding her a slice of cake twice that size. Hmm, it could be quite possible. "So how does a woman like yourself in great shape handle all of that food?". She shyly looked down, and I couldn't help myself but tenderly brush her hair out of her face and place my finger under her chin to look up at me. There was a faint sparkle in her eyes, "Well, um, I'm a professional bodybuilder but decided to stop competing. I still enjoy working out and doing different things. But um my motivation to keep working out is so I can indulge in food and not get fat. But perhaps a little weight gain wouldn't be too terrible". I made a mental note of her last comment, she was just too good to be true.

"Well, Nicole, I truly enjoyed getting to know you. You've captivated me, and I was wondering if you'd like to accompany me to dinner tomorrow night at 7 pm?". She looked at me, a little stunned, "Oh wow, um really? Uh I would love to!". I sighed in relief, she really did seem perfect, but we'll see how she reacts to my needs and wants as we talk further. When it comes to women, I let them know upfront what they're getting into.. well mostly anyways. We exchanged information "This will be a perfect evening, do you like burgers?". She smiled "Yes, of course.. one of my favorite meals!". "Good, dress casually as I'll have a few things planned". I swiftly paid both of our bills, and it looked like she was going to protest but stopped herself. Hmm, good girl, I thought. I escorted her out and waited for her Uber to arrive. I gently put my arm around her and felt her small frame melt into me, gave her a kiss on the forehead, and helped her in the car. "Please let me know when you get home, so I don't worry," I said protectively. She smiled "Will do, see you tomorrow!". This is the start of something good; I can feel it.

As I got home, I couldn't believe the night I had. I only thought I would have a quiet dinner alone and just maybe run into a few people I know. I got into my small basement apartment and sent Tim a text letting him know I was home and thanking him for picking up my bill. He honestly didn't have to do that. As I changed into more comfortable clothing, I felt my bloated stomach. Ugh, I guess I'll have to fast until the end of my workout tomorrow *Sigh* One of these days, I'll be comfortable with a belly and weight gain, but let's be honest, that won't happen until someone gets me pregnant, but then they'll also have to be my husband. *Sigh* Just one more thing I'm not good at finding, but maybe Tim could be a potential, but would he really want a traditional-minded woman? My thoughts were quickly interrupted by my phone, it was Tim, and he said, "You're welcome young lady, can't wait to see you tomorrow." Hmm, he called me, young lady... perhaps he is the dominant type? He had to be at least 6'2", and that strong jawline and his cool, commanding presence drove me wild tonight. He could be the one I'm looking for, but time would only tell.

It's Saturday, and I have quite a bit to do before getting ready for my date. I go to the gym to get my workout in. As I'm training, I wonder if Tim likes prefers the small athletic type, or would he balk at the idea that I let myself slightly go... well, given we were married and I fell pregnant. Ugh, I'm getting way ahead of myself, I don't even know if he'll REALLY like me. I grab a protein shake at the smoothie bar and head to get my nails done before heading back home. I glance over at my clothing options and wonder if I should wear shorts or a dress... if he is the type of man I think then he is, perhaps he prefers his woman in dresses. Hmm, my phone buzzes, and it's him... "Hi Tim, how are you?" " I'm doing well, little lady, just wanted to tell you that I'll be by to pick you up promptly at 6 pm, we have a short drive to the best burger spot around!" Mmm, "Okay, that sounds good; I'll see you then!." I look at the clock and quickly get moving so I can be ready in time.

I grab my keys and head out the door. I decide I will pick her up in the convertible; it's a nice evening for a ride with the top down. I begin to think about her deeply. I hope I don't scare her away with my preferences. After all, she did say she's more traditional, but I'll have to ask her to expand on that before I lay out my ideas. At least I know she enjoys eating, but with her crazy workout schedule, I'll have to provoke her to eat a bit more to help soften her up. Make her my little pregnant plump housewife, mm such a delicious thought. I turn down her street and pull into the driveway. She had asked me to wait for her in the driveway as she didn't have a private entrance. I wonder about her living situation. I step out of the car and stand waiting for her. She comes out of the garage, and she looks just as beautiful as last night. I note she's wearing a casual dress with converses, mm I prefer my woman in dresses only.. was she reading my mind? We both smile at one another, and she bounces over to me as I give her a hug and a kiss on the forehead, I can feel her sinking into me. She fits so perfectly into my arms. I lead her by the waist and open the door for her, and she gently slips in, smiling the entire time. "We're heading down towards the shore; I hope you're ready for some great burgers!". Smiling big, "Oh, I can't wait, as long as we can get dessert after!". A woman after my own heart, "whatever princess wants, she gets!" as I hear her let out a small chuckle.