Tatiana slid away from the table carefully, her fingers trailing along her husband's shoulder as she moved to the oven to remove the roast. Her hands slid within pot holders, bending down and pulling it free from the warm oven. It had been turned to just keep it warm, the roast done an hour before, and she settled it up on the stove. Her gaze shifted back to the table, studying the trio that sat around it: Prince upon the floor, his head resting against Derrick's ankle; Derrick, sitting like the man of the house he was, with his eyes on her as she moved to get his dinner; and their pet, settled on the chair with her belly making it near impossible for her to reach the table.<br/><br/>After she had dished out the food to the plates, she moved towards the 'fridge and grasped the little card upon the fridge and moved back to the table. She opened it, pulling out the sonogram pictures and leaning over his shoulder to show him every curve of the baby. The nose, the chin, the little fingers. She was smiling, her head resting against his as she pointed out all the beautiful little curves of their baby. After a few minutes she slid the pictures back into the envelope, moving to the 'fridge to re-hang it in the place it had been before, and then she moved back to her chair to sit down.<br/><br/>She looked along her husband's face, her expression intently curious, before she murmured lightly, "Thank you Derrick. Your compliments upon my cooking are always welcome." She grinned just a little bit, picking up her own fork and knife, before she turned her head and glanced to Ayme. "Make sure that you eat all of the vegetables. The doctor said you needed some more balance in the last couple weeks. More protein, as well, but you have no problem eating meat." The little dig, innuendo, was bold and the smirk on her lips showed that, before she glanced to her husband again.<br/><br/>"He said she looks very good, and that the baby seems to be almost ready. Size wise, at least. But he knows that we have the birthing room ready upstairs so he is fine with it. Not that he has much choice as we are paying him an exorbitant fee. I am quite impressed with his ability to stay quiet about our little pet there. But I have noticed him watching her with that little gleam in his eyes. I think he would like a taste of her after the baby is born. Do you suppose that can be arranged? Our little pet crawling for him, sucking him, while we watch, mm?"<br/><br/>No questions asked to Ayme, no question of whether or not she'd want to do it, as both Derrick and Tatiana were very well aware that she loved to be used. There wasn't even a question in it. A glance to Ayme and Tatiana pondered checking to see if Ayme was wet. After a moment she cleared her throat and then looked back to Derrick even as she started eating her roast. The glass of wine on the table in front of Tati was picked up after a moment, a soft sip merging and enhancing the flavors of the meal, before she leaned back and slid from her chair.<br/><br/>Slow movements had her stalking from the kitchen with a glance tossed over her shoulder to her husband, with no other words issued. Just that slow look, a grin, even as her fingers idly tugged at her tie to the robe, letting it fall just as she slipped from the doorway. All he would see is the fabric hitting the ground and hear her footsteps heading back towards the living room. Upon his arrival to the living room with their pets, plural, she would be settled down on the couch with her thighs crossed and her bare breasts exposed. Arms resting against the back of the couch even as she lifted one finger to her husband and grinned. "Come here, love... I have missed you so."<br/><br/>A glance to Prince as he padded in after the slave who was crawling, tongue every once in a while flicking out to lick along the exposed flesh of her ass and even delving down to lap at her pussy. "And I do believe that it is time that Prince is no longer teased. He can smell how wet the pet is, and you can see that with his cock showing from his sheath as it is. What shall we do about this, hmm?"