by Sam Crescent
She loved every single second of it.
Epilogue
Seven months later
“I’m the size of a tank,” Skylar said.
Paul winced as he looked at his wife. His very heavily pregnant wife. Leo was out getting her flowers. Their little angel was close to giving birth, and she was so miserable lately. She was always covering her body, and she hated for them to see her naked.
He loved looking at her naked. Leo did as well. They were always fighting to get in the bath. He needed to look at getting a much bigger tub installed so they could both share her at the same time.
They were in their home, the one that he and Leo had spent a great deal of time hunting for. It had a small garden, was four bedrooms, a nice large kitchen, and everything that a family home should have. Married life with Skylar was everything he and Leo had dreamed of. There were moments they argued, like when Leo left the toilet seat up, or he left toothpaste in the sink. Skylar was, of course, perfect. She loved a clean home and she was constantly cleaning up after them. The bonus for him and for Leo? They got to see her bending down with that delectable ass in the air. He couldn’t think of a more pleasing sight. In fact, he actually left things at the perfect angle just so that he could watch her pick them up. He was cruel that way or just horny.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, moving up behind her. The blue dress really did bring out the color of her eyes, and she was beautiful. Yes, her stomach was … huge, but so were her tits. God, he loved those tits, how big they were, and when they were swinging in front of his face.
Her eyes filled with tears. “I’m sorry, but that is just the nicest thing you could say to me right now.”
She wrapped her arms around him, and held on. He stroked her hair and smiled. She had gotten pregnant, as fate would have it, really quickly. She had been sick, on antibiotics, and of course when she was better, they had enjoyed a nice long lovemaking session. They hadn’t taken into account the side effects of the antibiotics, so they hadn’t done their job. Whoops.
He and Leo didn’t care though. They loved Skylar, and the past few months had been a blessing. They had finally gotten her to sit all the way through a movie. Of course it had been about sparkling vampires, but they had all promised not to tell anyone else in the club that they had enjoyed it.
The sound of a door opening and closing was a blessing, at least to him.
“Leo’s home,” he said.
“Paul,” she said.
“What’s the matter, baby?”
“I have to wear flats, and I have to wear them without socks because I can’t put them on.” Her lip wobbled, and his love for her only went up. Stroking her cheek, he pressed a kiss to her lips.
“Your feet are fine.”
“They’re fat, and they’re swollen. I can’t reach them.”
“Hey, gorgeous,” Leo said, coming into the room. “Oh no, are we having drama again?”
“I can’t reach my feet,” she said, and burst into tears.
Okay, so it was hard not to laugh, but Paul controlled it. With Leo’s help, he eased her onto the bed, and together they knelt at her feet. “See, we can do all of that for you,” Leo said.
“But I should be able to do it.”
“I can tell you that neither Grace, Cora, nor Suzy could touch their feet,” Paul said.
“They couldn’t?” she asked, looking hopeful.
Paul looked at Leo, and they both nodded.
“I’m sorry. I’m being emotional again.”
“I think you’re being very adorable, and it’s just another reason I love you,” Leo said, kissing her lips. “Are you ready to go to the clubhouse now?”
“Yes, I am.”
They were celebrating the opening of a bakery at the diner. Teri had asked if there was a way of extending the diner, and she wanted to expand. Of course, it was a sound investment, and not only was the bakery open to the public, it also delivered. Their woman’s chocolate pie was on the menu and Paul just knew it was going to be a huge success.
“Actually,” Paul said. “I think we’ve got time for a little loving, don’t you?”
Leo and Skylar smiled.
“What do you have in mind?” Leo asked.
Kissing up Skylar’s body, Paul lifted her dress, and teased up her thigh. “I think we can think of something.”
After all, they had the rest of their lives to get to the clubhouse. Being late for a couple of hours, no one would miss them.
The End
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