Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23745 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
The love of my life, my soul, my love, my heart. She believed in me, she stood by me, she was my rock, my pillar. She held me up and supported me when my dad kept pressuring me to give it up already and join his firm.
And things were rocky there for a while. He and Susan didn’t take the news of our relationship too well at first. My dad cut me off financially and forced me out of the house, which was fine. I found myself an apartment right away, and Luna moved in with me immediately. I guess they both thought it would end up being a silly little fling and die out quickly, but when one month turned to two and two turned to four and then our six-month-anniversary started to approach, they realized that what was going on between us was real and started to come around.
“I honestly can’t believe this,” my dad said when he finally invited us back over for dinner. I can still remember the look he gave to Susan that night – one of defeat and acceptance somehow coming together at the same time. “But if you two really like each other…”
“We do,” Luna chimed in.
“Then I guess there’s nothing really wrong with it,” he sighed. “I’ll just have a lot of explaining to do when I make new buddies out on the golf range.”
Everyone laughed, and that was the end of it. We never really spoke about it as a family again, aside from the odd joke here and there of course.
And although our relationship was then accepted by our parents, it became a fun little game of Luna’s and mine to sometimes pretend like it wasn’t. Some nights when we would go over to their house for family dinner or brunch, we would pretend like we were still living there and would sneak upstairs or out back while our parents were occupied for a quickie. Something super-fast where we knew we had a chance of getting caught.
Sometimes neither of us would even finish. We’d have to wait until we got back to the apartment, which was the ultimate tease and would make it all the better once we were finally able to get our hands on each other and go at it like wild animals. What can I say? We’re both really naughty. I guess it all comes down to how we first met. Maybe we’ll never be able to shake that.
I look out across the small crowd that’s congregated at the garage this evening to celebrate the opening and see my wife holding my beautiful son in her arms, rocking him gently as she talks to Chad, one of the mechanics I hired.
She’s absolutely glowing with maternal energy. She’s been the most wonderful mother since Andrew was born, and it warms my soul to know that he will grow up with a mother who will never leave him the way my mother left me.
It doesn’t just fill my heart with love; it’s a massive turn-on too. It makes me want to breed her yet again – put another baby in her belly. She put on a little baby weight during the pregnancy and kept swearing to me about how quickly she was going to lose it, but I was so blown away by how well she carried it that I told her not to lose a goddamn pound.
Her tits were bigger, her ass was bigger, her hips were more curvaceous. Everything about her was so much more delicious, and that’s how she’s looking tonight – like a meal that’s making me hungry as all hell.
“Congratulations, son,” my dad says, coming up beside me to shake my hand. I take it and smile. “I know you and I had our…back and forths about this, but you really put it together.”
“Thanks, Dad,” I reply. “Let’s hope people bring their cars in!”
“Oh, I doubt you’ll have any shortage of customers,” Susan says, joining us. “Word is already spreading around town. Especially with you being the mechanic involved in bringing down Clint Stryker.”
I scoff and chuckle. “Well, that wasn’t me, that was Luna.”
“Yeah, but they don’t have to know that,” Susan laughs.
I’ve got to get out of here. This conversation would be nice if I wasn’t so horny for my wife right now. The last thing I want right now is small talk. I want her.
“Speaking of Luna, I’ve got to talk to her for a second about something. Would one of you mind taking Andy for me?”
“Sure, I don’t mind,” Susan says. “You know I love that little devil!”
We make our way through the small crowd over to my wife and son, and Susan reaches out and takes her grandson into her arms.
“Hey, Luna, can I see you out back real quick?” I ask, giving her the look she and I have developed whenever one of us wants to signal to the other that it’s time to sneak away for some fun time. “There was something in the back I just needed to go over with you real quick. It just won’t take more than a second.”