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He and Mrs. Morrison have become friends as well, and we are going to pick them both up this afternoon for some errands and then back here for dinner.
I have to say, I never really believed in happily ever after before Geo, but we are well on our way. I’ve even taken up baking and wearing aprons. I’m pretty good at it too. I make up my own cookie recipes now, and Geo has gained ten pounds helping me taste test.
Geo and I have turned into quite the fish people too. We still have my original tank, but we’ve also upgraded, and he had a four-hundred-gallon tank built into the wall of the family room. We’ve named all the new fish in there after Game of Thrones characters—Geo is mad about that show and is halfway through reading all the books as well. That’s something new for him, but he has become quite the voracious reader.
I reach up and put my hands flat against his chest. I’m still amazed at his size; looking at my hands they look child sized against him.
“I need you, baby.” Geo’s voice is thick with desire, and I glance down to see his erection straining at the fabric of his faded jeans.
“I see.” I giggle. “You are a needy boy.”
He reaches under my arms and lifts me onto the kitchen counter, laying me back and flipping the skirt of my dress up over my face.
I laugh as he buries his face between my legs, tearing at the fabric there with his teeth until he tugs my underwear down and off my bare feet.
“A hungry, needy boy.”
I wrestle the fabric off my face to look down, but all I see is belly. I hear the sound of a kitchen stool scraping on the floor and then feel the warmth of Geo’s breath on my open sex.
“Well, your buffet awaits,” I answer to the ceiling, then moan out his name as his mouth begins its magical dance between my legs.
I’m coming within a minute, but Geo isn’t satisfied. A handful of orgasms later, he’s behind me, sinking into my soaking opening until his own roar of release shakes the rafters.
As we reach our peak together, my mind is filled with all the gratitude within me for how amazing our lives have become.
Seems like, we got our turn after all.
15
GEO
EPILOGUE TWO
TEN YEARS LATER
“I’m home!” I bellow as I come through the front door.
“Daddy!” Kids’ voices combine as they flood down the hall and catch me around the legs, squeezing like they’re holding on for dear life. You’d think I’d been gone for a year, not since early this morning, but I wuldn’t have them any other way.
“Hi, hi and hi.” I rub each little head covered in dark hair. “I missed you.”
Even our nine year old barely comes to my waist. Our other two, Matthew and Helena, are five and three, and they cling to one leg together as I continue to walk and they all squeal and laugh.
“We missed you too, daddy.”
It’s mid-July and the older two are out of school for the summer. We are leaving tomorrow for our beach house up north, so Nicci has been busy organizing and packing while I’ve been out taking care of some business with Beth.
I took all the money I’d saved and began doing some real estate development with her, and it’s done remarkably well. I try not to travel, so she does most of the out of state legwork, but occasionally I have to take a day trip here and there for closings and other business.
“Hi there.” Nicci comes around the corner from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a red dish towel. She’s dressed in a pair of skin tight white shorts and a cut off t-shirt, and she looks gorgeous as hell.
She still has her boyish style, but over the years she’s sexed it up a bit, and today’s outfit tells me she’s either horny or wants something from me.
Not that I ever deny her anything, but she likes to bait me a bit when she has a larger than normal request.
We meet in a few steps and I lean down and give her a deep kiss, listening to the kids groan. They should be used to our displays of affection by now, but you know kids. Anytime mom and dad show how much they love each other it’s a total gross-out.
“Those shorts are asking for trouble.”
There are no panty lines and I can tell she’s without a bra as well.
“Are they?” She asks innocently, turning her head to try to look at her own ass. “I think they’re cute.”
I reach down with one hand and smack her cheek, making her yelp and the kids all run screaming in mock horror.
Sliding my other hand down under the tight waistband, I’m barely able to get my long finger to the top of her slit. One more push and my middle finger is on her clit and she lets out a gasp.
