Brad
The old grandfather clock in the front hall struck eleven. I yawned, chuckling as Kaitlyn’s stomach growled. Time for me to get my girls fed. I turned on my side and kissed our girl’s shoulder before rolling off the opposite side of the bed and stretching. Threw some grey sweats and a snug black tee on. Grabbed Cynthia’s ass, my hand flirting up her back.
Wave of love crested over me. She never shied away from giving me exactly what I wanted and needed. Every time. I kissed her shoulder. She stirred, laying her hand on my thigh and looking up at me.
“Thank you.” We whispered together with a grin. I laid my forehead on hers and continued, “Thank you for the life you’ve given me.”
My beautiful wife reached up for a kiss. Her fingers feathered through my hair. I shivered, desire lancing through me. I never saw either of these women coming. Cynthia burst into my life in my senior year of college. She literally jumped into my car at a red light and locked herself in escaping an ex-boyfriend. And Kaitlyn, sweet and innocent, she showed up to babysit one night and stole all our hearts.
“It’s the life we both yearned for and built together, darling.” My wife leaned over and kissed the grey cotton covering my cock. “No one else could’ve given this to us.”
“Never saw her coming, Cyn.” I brushed her hair from her face, still in awe of everything she...