Page 6 of With You

“Nothing really and yes, she’s fine. They’re both fine. Perfect actually.” I sat on the bench, running my hands down my thighs, not liking how sweaty they had all of a sudden become.

“What is it then?” Angel leaned against the railing, crossing his arms under his broad chest.

“Sunny’s...uh...” My throat closed. “His anniversary...”

“Ah.” Angel rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah. We remembered.”

“Listen, I know this is a lot to ask but Meadow said that she mentioned to you both about watching Andrew this weekend.”

“Yes, she did,” Angel said as Jay came back out with two beers. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah. I was just wondering if you would be willing to take him longer than what she asked for.” I waited, expecting them to say no.

“Of course!” Jay stood beside her husband. “I love having our grandson. Maybe I can convince Gigi and Vince to let us have Hannah for the weekend too. Since I can’t have anymore babies of my own, it’ll be nice having a houseful of kids again.” She passed a glance at Angel.

He rolled his eyes. “Woman, I’ll give you another baby. Hell, I’ve offered. Several times in fact. But both of us agreed that we don’t want to be in our eighties when the kid’s five.”

I chuckled.

“We wouldn’t be in our eighties when they’re five.” Jay placed her hands on her hips. “I am not that old.” She turned to me. “Yes, we’ll take him for however long you need. Just let me kick my husband’s ass first.”

My laugh deepened.

Angel only grinned.

While they continued their banter, I got sucked into thoughts of Meadow and I. We had nowhere near the experience her parents had but I knew it was what I strived for. There was quite an age difference between us, but it had never mattered. Not in the beginning. Not now. And it probably never would. Meadow liked older guys. Thankfully, both Sunny and I had fit that role.

My phone buzzed with an incoming text.

An image came through of Meadow’s tits. Her hand cupped one, her fingers pinching her nipple.

My cock twitched.

Me: You can’t send me shit like that, baby.

Meadow: Aww. Why not? You don’t like what you see?

Me: I always like what I see. More than I could ever tell you.

Meadow: Good. Come home. Now. I need my husband.

I smirked, said a quick goodbye to Angel and Jay, and thanked them for the beer I didn’t drink.

Doing as I was told, I headed home to my wife but made sure to take the long way.

Meadow

“God.” I sighed, tryingto ease my racing heart. “I swear sex with you only gets better and better.”

Shade chuckled, sat up, and patted his shoulder.

I laughed, rolling onto my side.

He looked down at me then. “You good, babe?”

“Yeah, I think so.” I sat up, moved beside him, and kissed his shoulder. “You?”

“I feel like we have this conversation every year around this time,” he mumbled, letting out a harsh sigh.

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