“If you don’t mind.”
“Never. You’re always welcome here. I’m going to take a shower and say hello to the little one.”
My body glows when he gives me a kiss on the cheek. Just like with all his romantic gestures, I can feel how badly he wants to take it to the next level.
Last night he couldn’t hold himself back, his hands sliding down my body, pressing against my flesh, taking me ferally. I get goosebumps just thinking about last night.
“You still want me?” I whimpered, shifting my ass from side to side, grinding against his rock hard manhood. “I haven’t even lost the baby weight yet.”
He gripped onto my hips even harder, tugging me against him. “Don’t lose it. The curvier the better.”
I snap myself out of the fantasy turned reality, walking around the kitchen island. “I was going to make spaghetti, nice and easy.”
“Sounds good.” Alexis walks around, joining me. “I’ll help.”
As she chops vegetables and I start warming some oil, I mutter another thanks to Lisa, the one I lost and the one I gained. My friend gave me Alexis and Triston, and my daughter has brought us all so much closer. Thanks to her.
EXTENDED EPILOGUE
FOUR MORE YEARS LATER
Triston
“Happy birthday, angel.”
Lisa grins up at me as she holds her toy camera up. It’s the one she asked for about a million times. Now her smile makes me almost break down, the love in her eyes shining with her mother’s enthusiasm. She’s got my black hair – the shade it used to be – but everything else is all Tamia.
“Snap, snap,” she giggles, aiming the camera at me. “Smile, Daddy.”
“What about this?”
I pull her favorite funny face where I smile like a loon and stick my tongue out the side of my mouth.
She laughs in delight and hops from one foot to the other. “Snap, snap, snap. Got you, Daddy. Now evvvvveeerrrryyone is going to see daddy’s silly face. Mommy, look!”
I watch her toddle away, toward where Tamia and Alexis sit next to the swimming pool. Parents mill around our garden, with Lisa’s toddler friends all playing on the bouncy castle or the ball pit. We hired trained nannies to make sure everybody stays safe, and music pumps from the sound system, a pop song I’ve heard about a thousand times courtesy of Lisa. Not that I’d have it any other way.
I grin as I flip burgers, watching as Lisa shows her toy camera to her mother. Tamia’s wearing one of those mind-bending dresses of hers. Her breasts are even plumper and fuller now since she only gave birth to Liam a couple of months ago.
His baby monitor is on the table next to me. I’m ready to dart inside if our little man starts making a fuss.
I smile when I think about him getting older, the awesome little buddy he’s going to make.
Tamia turns dramatically and stares at me across the garden. Then she pulls the same face, causing Lisa to laugh so loudly several people turn to look at her, all of them smiling, all of them happy to see a little girl so thrilled on her birthday.
These past few years have been the best of my life.
Watching Lisa grow from a baby to a toddler with a personality all her own, watching Tamia work her butt off at college and grow her business, Alexis with her every step of the way… There’s nothing in the world I’d trade it for.
I flip the burgers again, the sizzling reminding me of how hot Tamia’s skin felt last night. Her body isn’t quite ready for sex yet, but I’m an insatiable beast when it comes to my wife.
I pulled down the front of her dress, squeezing and massaging her tender breasts. When I began to suck her pert and ready nipples, she vibrated, trembling for me. And then – it makes me crazy just thinking about it – she came for me just from that.
I can’t let myself think about the rest – the way her small hand pumped up and down my dick, my seed showering her round juicy tits – or I really will lose control. Ducking my head like a bull, I’ll charge across the garden and throw her over the lawn chair, bringing my cock to her sensitive slit.
I close my mind to those thoughts – for now – and call over to my buddy.
“What’s up?” Jack says.
“Man the grill?” I ask. “I want to check on the little guy.”
“Sure thing.”
I head inside, to Liam’s bedroom. He’s sleeping soundly, with what looks like a smirk on his face, as though he’s enjoying his dream. “It’s your little sister’s birthday,” I whisper. “Soon you’ll be old enough to celebrate with us. What do you want for your birthday, eh?”
I don’t have to turn knowing Tamia is standing behind me.