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“I feel like I don’t look as good as I did when we got married.”

“You look better, way better.”

She tries to scoff again, but I silence her with my stare. “You know what Missy told me the other day when I helped her fix her pigtails?”

Piper shakes her head, curiosity getting the better of her. With a smile, I skim her cheek with my knuckle. “She said she wishes she would grow up looking like her Mommy because she’s the most beautiful girl in the world.”

Piper blinks rapidly to stop her tears from falling, her lips quivering, and I kiss her lips softly. “You should see how we see you, baby. You’re perfect.”

“God, I love you, Parker.”

“I love you, too. Now, get up.”

“What? Why?”

I slump on the mattress behind her, my limbs splayed out, the cool, crisp sheets feeling good against my skin. Piper stands by the bed, a mask of confusion on her lovely face. “I’ll just clean up my mess.”

She turns to pick up the clothes, but I’m faster than her. I grab her wrist and pull her to me. She falls to the bed and yelps.

“Ride my face, Piper.”

She rears back and huffs out a laugh. “What? What’s gotten into you?”

“You feel conscious about your body, and when I tell you I love it and it’s perfect, you don’t believe me. Might as well show you.”

Piper’s pupils dilate, and her jaw hangs open. “You’re crazy.”

“Am I? No. I just love my wife so much, and I need her to start loving herself again.”

“Parker…” She swallows hard. “I might crush you.”

This time, I let out a loud laugh. “That’s cute, baby, but you won’t. Even if you do, there’s no other place I prefer to take my last breath than in my wife’s pussy.”

“You’re crazy.”

“That’s why you love me. Come on, baby. I need my dessert.”

Still with skepticism written all over her face, she climbs the bed and awkwardly positions herself on top of me. I guide her above my face and push her nightgown up. She has thin lace panties on, and I hook it to the side, smirking when I see it glistening with arousal already.

“Sit on me, Piper.”

“Parker…”

“Do it, baby. Feed this hungry man.”

And so she does. Piper lowers herself, and the moment her sweet cunt rests on my mouth, I groan. Now it’s time to get to work and satisfy her.

With my hands on either side of her hips, I hold her still while I drag my tongue along her slit and flatten it on her sensitive button. She jolts like she’s just been electrocuted, and I hum in approval.

It doesn’t take long for Piper to find her rhythm, and she begins grinding on my face, riding my tongue with wild abandon. Her fingers dig into my scalp, and she tightens her thighs around me.

Amazing.

This woman is amazing, and she’s mine. All mine.

I ravish my wife and remind her she’s perfect. In every fucking way. Every time she forgets to love herself, I will remind her. I will keep on doing so until she realizes she’ll always, ALWAYS be perfect in my eyes. That goes without saying our two daughters find her perfect, too. We all do.

Forever just doesn’t sound long enough whenever I think of spending it with Piper. My next-door neighbor turned wife.

The End.

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