Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
My mom and grandmother are here, cooing and spoiling our middle child, Tabitha, over by a tank filled with colorful saltwater fish.
I’m still with the firm, although I take only a handful of cases a year now. I’ve lost some of my passion for it, only because seeing the destruction of marriages carries some measure of sadness for me.
I’m so fucking happy, it’s hard to believe so many other people aren’t.
Natalie is the best mom. Her foodie body has softened, and I love every curve and contour her career and our children have added.
I kiss her little belly stripes every day, thanking her and her body for all they’ve given us.
We’re both still hot for each other, and as soon as Megan is eight months, it’s baby batter time again because I want a houseful.
Speaking of houses, I gave up my penthouse downtown for a nice spread where we have room to breathe, about thirty miles out of the city. It was a rundown old Italian renaissance sort of mess when we bought it sight unseen from the listing.
Just like us, we knew the second we saw it, it was meant to be.
And, just like us, we took the time to get to know the place, then turned it into the home we wanted. Just like we turned our relationship into what was perfect and works for us.
There are seven bedrooms there, and I have no reason to believe we won’t fill them all up in the next few years. I’m hoping for twins, and I still stuff my cum back up into Natalie’s sweet, tight pussy when it’s breeding season for us.
She still thinks I’m borderline nuts, but all I know is I’m nuts for her.
Cyrus found his one and only a couple years ago, and they are working on their own growing brood. Sophia hasn’t found a guy that can handle her yet, but I can see the way she looks at us.
She’s softening, and when the time is right, some guy with enough backbone and probably a solid paddle for her ass will come along, and she’ll find her happy ending as well.
Not that I want anything to end.
After our impromptu wedding highjack, we had another ceremony for just family, because I would have never heard the end of it from Mom or Gran or Sophia if we didn’t. It was sweet and fun, and our families bonded and laughed and got drunk.
In short, it was perfect.
Natalie got her white dress and Sophia made the food, and it was the start of my life. The life I never wanted.
On the anniversary of the worst blind date of my life, I send my grandmother three dozen white roses with one red one as a thank you for putting me in the right place at the right time.
I love my wife. I love my life.
And, I gotta say, she’s managed to tame the angry beast inside of me. But, if it weren’t for a few HR complaints, who knows where I’d be?
Thank God I ended up here.