Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26362 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
She was baking bread when I went in a few hours later. I stood in the doorway and watched her kneading dough, her little round belly sticking out in front, flour on her cheeks and the heat from the oven making the hair around her face stick to her skin. I guess I was the overgrown horse’s ass she was cussing to herself.
I rolled my eyes at her language and walked over to put my arms around her from behind. “I’m scared baby.” She stopped and turned to look up at me. “Of what T?”
“Of something happening to you. That old lady is a hundred if she’s a day I don’t trust her to take care of you. I only saw where there’s three people in the last year that she helped with a birthing, the hospital do that many a day.”
She ran her hands up and down my chest soothingly. “There’s nothing to be scared of. I talked to one of the women she delivered and she had nothing but good things to say.” I brushed the hair back from her face and looked down at her.
So much has changed since that day she thought I was sending her away. We’d gone into town and got hitched, that’s what started the friend brigade come to think of it.
She had the freedom to go anywhere she liked, as long as I was with her of course, and she even knew where the keys to the truck were. I don’t think she’d driven it more than once.
I still wasn’t ready to let her go into town on her own, but not because I thought she’d keep driving, but because I didn’t trust anyone period. “You know I can’t give you what you want right? I don’t know that woman and I don’t trust her to take care of you and the baby. When the time comes I’m taking you to the hospital where they can take care of you.”
She went back to being spitting mad and I went back to packing her suitcase for when the baby comes which should be any day now. She didn’t say two words to me the rest of the evening but come bed time I reminded her who was boss.
If I weren’t careful she’d take my balls just like half the damn men in the country. Because I like to spoil her she thinks that means she can get over on me, fat chance.
As long as there’s breath in my body I’m gonna see that she’s safe. I can buy her all the nonsense her little heart desires no problem, but when it comes to her care there’s no question she’ll do as I say.
And that’s how our twins came to be born at the hospital with that damn old woman attending her, and the doctor on the sidelines just in case.
Epilogue
T-Bone
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The springs in the old bed squeaked as I rocked back and forth inside her. The old straw mattress was barely holding up under the strain. I guess it was time for a new one at that. This one had seen us through six years of marriage and five kids with another one on the way, and that’s after it had been in the family for nearly forty years.
"Fuck Angel, how come your pussy's still so sweet after all these years?" She didn't bother to answer just added a little more heat to her hips as she worked my cock but good.
Good thing the little ones were dead asleep in their rooms across the hall, because the way noise carried in this old farmhouse they would've been in for an earful.
It was so cold out I only hiked her nightdress up and pulled my dick through the flap of my pajama bottoms, but it got the job done, except for her tits.
I never enjoyed a good fuck without spending time on the nipple so I'd had to pop a few buttons when she got huffy. The fire was going in the grate that should keep her warm if my plowing her belly wasn't enough.
It's no secret that I'm always after my wife, hell anybody would be she's gorgeous. She's still a willful little thing, though these days a good paddling usually works to calm her ass down. That, and keeping her belly full with my babies.
No matter how she griped and moaned as soon as she dropped one and her healing period was over, I was in her ass again. Well you know what I mean. Ass fucking is for those times when the pussy is indisposed. Any other time I like the sweet warm silk of her pussy.
This morning, I woke up like every other morning, with my hand wrapped around her pregnant belly and my dick doing what he does best, poking her in the ass. It didn't take much to lift the back of her nightdress, scoot forward some and ease right on in there.