Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
“You have big plans or something?”
“It’s our anniversary. I’m taking Beth into the city for dinner and a show.”
I take the short drive home and take a second to sit and watch the kids playing in the leaves in the front yard. All bundled up and red-faced from the chilly afternoon air, they’re my life now, and I could never thank Beth enough for giving them to me.
She waves at me, blows me a kiss, and smiles. I get out of the truck and take a running leap into the leaf pile. Brianna and Ben scream then jump on my back. Even the dog hops into the pile with us. Becca, too tiny to participate, sits on the lawn and claps her gloved hands as she watches on.
I wrestle my children to the ground and drop a handful of leaves on each of their hats. “Daddy needs to take a shower now so he can take Mommy out for our special date,” I tell them.
I take Beth in my arms and kiss her. “Your cheeks are cold, baby girl. Maybe you should come and shower with me.”
“Is that to warm me up or…?”
I grin at her. “You know what I mean.”
“Let me walk the kids down to Mom’s, and I’ll be right there.”
“No, I’ll come with you,” I tell her and pluck Becca up off the ground. Beth tells me I’m overreacting, but I don’t like her to take too much on when she’s pregnant.
We drop the kids with her mom and head back to the house. I take her in my arms and carry her up to the master bedroom. Setting her on the floor, I take my time removing her clothes then pull her against me so she can see herself in the mirror.
Standing behind her, I caress her tummy and say, “I don’t know how you can fit a whole baby in there. You’re so tiny.”
“I’m getting bigger every day.”
“No, you’re not. I think I need to feed you more.”
She spins around and lifts my shirt over my head. Her nose twitches. “What have you been doing? You’re all dusty.”
“I’ve been helping Pops in the shop. He’s teaching me how to build things, and he’s loving every minute of it.”
“That’s so sweet, Daddy. I love that you’re spending time together.”
“I like spending time with you more,” I tell her as I fondle her growing breasts.
I remove my pants and look down at my erection. “It never fails, baby. You always make me hard.”
“Then we’d better get this shower started. We don’t have much time.”
I take my sweet wife in my arms as the warm water washes over us. With her hair wet and hanging over her shoulders, she still looks like a teenager. I drop to my knees and kiss her belly then lick the water droplets from her thigh. She parts her legs and braces herself against the shower walls as I place my head between her legs and suckle her pretty pussy. Making her come is one of my favorite things to do. When she cries out for her Daddy, I lose it every time.
Her orgasm is strong and I lick her until I have my fill then rise to my feet. Still breathless, she whispers, “My turn, Daddy,” and I help her onto her knees.
She looks up at me and smiles, batting her eyes at me. I take her head in my hand and slip my cock in her mouth. She knows just how I like my dick sucked and easily gets me off. I lift her back to her feet and sponge her down, covering her breasts and neck with suds.
I wear a gray suit and Beth puts on a sexy, red dress and the locket I bought her at the antique fair. I reach into the drawer of my bedside table and pull out the box I’ve been hiding there.
“I bought this for you last week,” I tell her.
Her face lights up as she takes the box from my hand. “You didn’t have to. With the kids and the doctor’s appointments, I haven’t gotten you anything.”
“You give me something every day, baby girl.”
“But so do you, Daddy.”
“Just open it. You know you’re dying to know what it is.”
She opens the box and gasps. “Where did you find this?”
“Well, I did a little investigating and found out that your locket was made by a local craftsman about a hundred years ago. I figured since he was local, there had to be more of his jewelry around somewhere and I found it.”
I take the charm bracelet out of the box and hold it up to her locket. The pink and green carved stone flowers are a perfect match. I place the bracelet on her wrist and she leaps into my arms.
“Thank you so much, Daddy. It’s beautiful and I’ll cherish it.”