I walk him outside and fall into his arms. “I can’t believe you did all of this. I love you so much, Daddy.”
“I love you too, baby girl. Anything for you. I mean it.”
EXTENDED EPILOGUE
BRYAN
It’s been five years since Beth and I made the move to the country, and the commute to the city has become a real pain in the ass for me.
As hard as it is for me to step aside, I hired an executive director of operations to take on the day-to-day responsibilities of the company, and I only go into the city two days per week now. Beth teases me about my semi-retired status, but she loves having me at home just as much as I love being here.
I’ve even started spending time in the workshop with my father. With his help, I’ve made a little surprise for my beautiful wife who’s currently four months pregnant with baby number four.
“I need to call it a day, Pops,” I tell him as I brush the sawdust off of my pants.
“You have big plans or something?”
“It’s our anniversary. I’m taking Beth into the city for dinner and a show.”
I take the short drive home and take a second to sit and watch the kids playing in the leaves in the front yard. All bundled up and red-faced from the chilly afternoon air, they’re my life now, and I could never thank Beth enough for giving them to me.
She waves at me, blows me a kiss, and smiles. I get out of the truck and take a running leap into the leaf pile. Brianna and Ben scream then jump on my back. Even the dog hops into the pile with us. Becca, too tiny to participate, sits on the lawn and claps her gloved hands as she watches on.
I wrestle my children to the ground and drop a handful of leaves on each of their hats. “Daddy needs to take a shower now so he can take Mommy out for our special date,” I tell them.
I take Beth in my arms and kiss her. “Your cheeks are cold, baby girl. Maybe you should come and shower with me.”
“Is that to warm me up or…?”
I grin at her. “You know what I mean.”
“Let me walk the kids down to Mom’s, and I’ll be right there.”
“No, I’ll come with you,” I tell her and pluck Becca up off the ground. Beth tells me I’m overreacting, but I don’t like her to take too much on when she’s pregnant.
We drop the kids with her mom and head back to the house. I take her in my arms and carry her up to the master bedroom. Setting her on the floor, I take my time removing her clothes then pull her against me so she can see herself in the mirror.
Standing behind her, I caress her tummy and say, “I don’t know how you can fit a whole baby in there. You’re so tiny.”
“I’m getting bigger every day.”
“No, you’re not. I think I need to feed you more.”
She spins around and lifts my shirt over my head. Her nose twitches. “What have you been doing? You’re all dusty.”
“I’ve been helping Pops in the shop. He’s teaching me how to build things, and he’s loving every minute of it.”
“That’s so sweet, Daddy. I love that you’re spending time together.”
“I like spending time with you more,” I tell her as I fondle her growing breasts.
I remove my pants and look down at my erection. “It never fails, baby. You always make me hard.”
“Then we’d better get this shower started. We don’t have much time.”
I take my sweet wife in my arms as the warm water washes over us. With her hair wet and hanging over her shoulders, she still looks like a teenager. I drop to my knees and kiss her belly then lick the water droplets from her thigh. She parts her legs and braces herself against the shower walls as I place my head between her legs and suckle her pretty pussy. Making her come is one of my favorite things to do. When she cries out for her Daddy, I lose it every time.
Her orgasm is strong and I lick her until I have my fill then rise to my feet. Still breathless, she whispers, “My turn, Daddy,” and I help her onto her knees.