“You know how he hates surprises.”
“I think he’s going to love this one.”
“Okay.”
He kisses the boys on the forehead before giving me a hug. “You’re a good man and going to make a fantastic father.”
“I couldn’t agree with you more.” My beautiful wife stands at the bedroom door. He gives her a kiss on the cheek and waves goodbye.
I slide my arms around her waist and look down at my exhausted queen. “You were supposed to be napping.”
“I woke up thirsty. Now, I think it’s time to feed them.”
“Okay. Let me set up the chair.” I walk over to the rocking chair and adjust the pillows. Junior’s still up, so he’s going to mommy first. “Sit, I’ll bring him to you.” I watch her as she starts to feed him. The little guy seems so tiny as he sucks on her big breast. I stand back and bring the camera out. It’s a private moment, so I don’t actually take a photo of her tits, but I snap one of her face. I see love pouring out of it for her baby.
She looks up at me and gasps. “Please tell me you didn’t just take a picture of me topless.”
“Relax. I wouldn’t let anyone else have the chance of seeing you like this.” I flip the camera toward her so she could see her soft face angled perfectly with the light from the setting sun.
“A master photographer.”
“No, I’ve just been given the sexiest subject.”
A half hour later, both boys have been nursed and sleeping in their cribs. I scoop Madison in my arms. “Emmitt,” she shouts.
“Shh. You’ll wake the boys.”
“We’re supposed to wait six weeks.”
“I’m not going to fuck you, sweetheart. That fucker’s always hard around you. He’s just going to have to learn to wait. I have a surprise for you.” I carry her to my new studio. I don’t need a massive one, since I’ve decided to semi-retire, but it’s just for the random assignment I do take.
I twist the knob and hit the light switch and then bring my wife into my favorite workspace. Setting her down, I wait for her reaction and I’m not disappointed.
“Oh. My. Goodness. I can’t even…” She turns around to face me and gasps out. “It’s all me.”
“I have something to confess, Mrs. Jacobs.”
“Yes?”
“I’m obsessed with you.”
“I hadn’t noticed,” she giggles, sliding her arms around my waist. “Let me show you how obsessed I am with you.” She drops to her knees and quickly tugs my cock free from my joggers. I groan as she takes me down her throat, fucking herself on my shaft. I can’t wait until I’m in her pussy again, but the vision of her like this will more than do.
“Venus, I’m going to come.” She doubles her efforts, and I can’t hold back. My cum shoots down the back of her throat and I’m crumbling down to my knees and take her in my arms. “I love you.” She moans and cuddles on my chest. I sit there and look around the room, loving that it’s covered in large canvas portraits of Madison.
The End
Madison
Ten years later
“Boys, get in here.” I start laying towels out, so they don’t slip coming in. The skies opened up while they were in the pool, so I took all the kids out. Our youngest comes in first. Six kids and not a single little girl until this one. I rub my belly. Lucky number seven. “Momma, I’m hungry. When is daddy getting home?”
“Any minute now. He’ll be here with dinner soon.” We decided to get takeout, but the place had a shortage of drivers, so Emmitt went to go get it. “Boys, dry off and change. By then daddy will be back with food and you can all dig in.” They scatter like the wind with their towels wrapped around them. Thankfully, they are only going to the first floor wet room to strip and dry off. Our pool house is in the process of being remodeled after a bad spring storm, so it’s a little messy when they change in the house.
I stare out the window and watch the rolling clouds come in. A summer storm is a sweet one. Sometimes, I stare at it and find peace in the memories of the past ten years. They’ve been fantastic. We’ve had our ups and downs especially when it came to his mother. By the time we married, Emmitt had cut all ties to her. The final straw had been our wedding. She tried to destroy our happiness and so much more.
My parents come over all the time to see the kids and stay the weekend. I’m so lost in the thoughts of my wonderful life, Emmitt slides up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“What are you thinking about Venus?”
“My wonderful life.”
“Funny, I was thinking the same thing.”
“Perfect,” Junior says, holding daddy’s Nikon camera down as he looks at the picture.
“What’s up, son?”
“Did you get a good shot?”
“Yes.” He shows us the camera and both of us gasp.
“He has your talent, Emmitt.”
“That he does. This is one that goes in the special book.”
“Yes,” Junior cheers. He runs off, snatching the food off the counter to take to the dining room.
“They love that book almost as much as I do.”
“That’s because they love you like I do.” He kisses me and I melt in his arms. Since I’ve been in Emmitt’s arms, I never mind waking up early. In fact, I always do.
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