Thrive - Side 2

While I was out running errands for Abby, I took Scarlett with me for some father-daughter bonding time. When I came back a couple of hours later, I’m decided to bring her our giggling daughter into the house before bringing in groceries.

“What’s so funny, cutie pie? Did Daddy make you laugh today?” Abby said in a baby voice.

She continued to giggle as I stood behind her, waiting for my wife to greet me.

“You are so adorable.”

I cleared my throat.

“Oh, sorry honey. Didn’t know you were there.” she tried to say with a straight face.

She kept her eyes on Scarlett.

“Abby.”

“Alex.”

She laughed and looked up at me; I cracked up as well. I tilted my head forward and kissed her.

"How was she while you two were gone?"

"An angel. She seemed to enjoy herself.”

“No crying?”

“None.”

“Really? Not even any fussing?”

“No. She was a model citizen.”

She laughed again.

“Listen. Let me bring the groceries in and we can talk.”

“Ok.” I said smiling.

She set Scarlett up in her swing and put her stroller away. Abby came back to the living room to see a crying child and me bringing in a few bags of groceries.

“What’s wrong, sweetie?” she said, kneeling to her level.

I dropped the bags and rushed over.

“What’s going on?” I asked, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I don't know, but I'm gonna go figure it out. I'll be up in the nursery when you're done. Okay?"

I nodded. She placed her in her arms as she stood up and went upstairs to her nursery.

"No wonder you're not happy. I'd feel the same way."

“How is she?" he asked, entering the room.

“Take a look for yourself.”

“Oh, pumpkin...”

Scarlett reached out for me and my heart broke.

“Mommy’s gonna make it better. I promise.”

I kissed her hands, then let them go. Abby lifted her legs and wiped her, but once she was done, there were still tears.

"Could you hand me the Balmex please?"

It was to the right of Abby. I nodded and handed it to her.

"Thanks."

Once she put the cream on, the tears ceased and she was ready to put on a fresh diaper.

"Someone's beginning to feel better." she said.

"May I do the honors?"

"Go right ahead, Sir." she said in a terrible accent.

I shook my head as I’m placed a fresh one on her.

"There we go. Good as new."

She picked her and gently pressed her against her chest.

"I'm gonna put her down for a nap. She looks exhausted."

"She's been a very busy girl today." I said in a cute voice.

I stood next to her as she laid her down in her crib; she quickly fell asleep.

“Wanna go downstairs?” she asked, taking my hand.

“Absolutely.”

“Have a great nap, Pumpkin.”

When we were downstairs and on the couch, Abby sighed and turned toward me.

“You know how I’ve been thinking about going back to work?”

I was eager to hear about what her thoughts were.

“Of course.” I said, placing a hand on hers.

“I decided on cutting back my hours, spend time with Scarlett on my lunch breaks and get home before her bedtime. What do you think?”

"I like that idea. Sounds very sensible."

"I feel like that's the best option. I won't completely give up on my dream job unless I absolutely have to."

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that. Cooking is your passion."

I pulled her into my lap so that she was facing me. She smiled before pulling her lips to mine; I held on tighter as I continued kissing her.

"I love you so much." she said after a few moments.

"I love you, too."

"Anyway, have you eaten? It is one, after all."

"Scarlett did, an hour ago. I haven't since breakfast."

"Oughta get you some food then."

"Or, you could stay there."

"As tempting as that is, I'm gonna feed you."

She safely got out of my lap.

"If you must." I said dramatically, throwing my head back.

"What would you like?" she asked with her head already in the fridge.

"A sandwich."

"What kind?"

"Surprise me."

She shook her head before getting out ingredients to make lunch. Mere minutes passed when I walked back into the kitchen.

"Is that what I think it is?"

"Yep."

Monte cristos.

"You are amazing." I said, kissing her cheek.

"Thank you."

"My pleasure. How much longer?"

"Less than five minutes, Alex. Go sit down."

"You don't want me here?"

"Not now. I'm cooking."

"You liked it a year ago... a lot."

She bit her lip and smiled.

"That's beside the point. I'm busy."

"You were that day when you started cooking breakfast. I walked in and you were dancing and singing. You looked sexy as fuck like you do right now.”

“You gotta... you gotta stop.” she said, getting flustered.

“Are you turned on right now?”

“Sandwich’s almost done.”

She slid a saucer closer to her, so she could slide the sandwich right onto it.

“You are. You totally are.”

“Shut up.” she said, shifting around.

She plated it, then turned to her right and kissed me.

“Eat.”

I laughed and took a bite of my sandwich.

“Delicious.” I said with my mouth full.

“See you, soon. You know where I’ll be.”

I smirked as I had succeeded.

Music began to play as Abby prepared breakfast; Pink was blasting through the kitchen.

Sometimes, I hate every single stupid word you say
Sometimes, I wanna slap you in your whole face (whoa oh oh)
There's no one quite like you, you push all my buttons down
I know life would suck without you (whoa oh oh)
At the same time, I wanna hug you
I wanna wrap my hands around your neck
You're an asshole, but I love you
And you make me so mad, I ask myself
Why I'm still here, or where could I go
You're the only love I've ever known)
But I hate you, I really hate you
So much I think it must be
True love, true love
It must be true love
Nothin' else can break my heart like
True love, true love
It must be true love
No one else can break my heart like you

Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Just once tried to wrap your little brain around my feelings
Just once please try not to be so mean (whoa oh oh)
Repeat after me now R-O-M-A-N-C-E-E-E
Come on, I'll say it slowly (Romance!)
You can do it, baby

At the same time, I wanna hug you
I wanna wrap my hands around your neck
You're an asshole but I love you
And you make me so mad, I ask myself
Why I'm still here, or where could I go
You're the only love I've ever known
But I hate you, I really hate you
So much I think it must be
True love, true love
It must be true love
Nothin' else can break my heart like
True love, true love
It must be true love
No one else can break my heart like you
Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Think it must be love (I love you)
I think it must be love (I love you)

Why do you rub me up the wrong way?
Why do you say the things that you say?
Sometimes, I wonder how we ever came to be
But without you, I'm incomplete

I think it must be
True love, it must be true love
It must be true love
Nothin' else can break my heart like
True love, true love
It must be true love
No one else can break my heart like you
Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
No one else can break my heart like you
Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
No one else can break my heart like you

It wasn’t before I saw her moving and singing along to the music. I I was at the opposite counter, admiring her. She blushed and paused her phone.

"Please don't stop. That was so sexy."

"I'll play it, but I can't promise you a show."

"Ok."

She pressed play and began singing again.

"Happy?" she asked three minutes later.

I walked into the kitchen to where she was at the stove stirring food.

"Extremely." I said as my fingers lightly touched the bare skin of her stomach.

I was behind her and flirting with her waistband and her body started to quiver at my touch. She turned off the stove and backed into me as I traveled downward and into her pants.

"Turn off the music." she said breathlessly.

"What was that?"

I was teasing her.

"You heard me."

When I reached our bedroom, Abby was stripped down to her bra and panties.

"Get naked." she commanded.

"You running the show, then?"

She gave me a look.

"I'll take that as a yes." I said, beginning to undress.

She sat down on the edge of our bed with her legs crossed. I was down to my boxers when I looked at her again.

"Even my boxers?"

"What do you think naked means?"

Once they were off, she gestured for me to come over.

"How about you? You're still dressed."

"Half-dressed. I thought you'd enjoy removing the rest of my clothes."

She knows me so well. The second I touched her shoulders, she kneeled in front of me and placed her lips on my cock, stopping me from undressing her. I tipped my head back instantly.

“Godfuckingdamnit.” I moaned as she wrapped her tongue around my cock.

When I was on the verge of cumming, my hand that usually grips her hair held onto it tighter.

“Fuck, Abby.”

She removed her mouth and finished me off with her hand resulting in cum all over her face. She stood up and kissed me passionately and I quickly worked on her bra.

“You are so incredibly sexy." I said, tossing her bra across the room.

"Tell me something I don't know." she said, smirking.

“Thought I was the cocky one.”

“Well, you’re not the only who can be cocky.”

“You’re right.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

We stumbled onto the bed as we had done on several occasions. Instead of removing her panties as I usually do, I left them on.

“Aren’t you gonna-“

“Take your panties off? Well, I feel like teasing you at the moment.”

She growled before I attached my lips to her left thigh.

“Fuck, Alex.”

She ran her hand through my hair, frustrated.

"Is someone impatient?" I said, looking up.

…and impatient.

"What do you think?"

I didn't answer her. I moved over and rubbed her through her panties; she bucked her hips, hoping that I would change my mind and remove her panties, but it didn't. I slipped a finger under and lightly traced her pussy a few times driving her even crazier.

"Alex, please." she begged.

I answered her by removing them, then, as soon as I tossed them, she pushed me onto my back.

"Why wouldn't you let me-"

"I need you inside me. Mama's horny."

I laughed.

"Mama needs to grab a condom."

She nodded and reached for one.

“Here you go, Daddy.”

I kissed her before putting it on; she took a seat and began rolling her hips into mine. She closed her eyes and threw her head back and attempted to contain her moans, but it was proving difficult.

"Fuck." she half-moaned/cried out.

I left my hands on her hips per usual and gripped them tighter. Once we both came, she collapsed into me as this was one hell of a round of sex. Then, I pulled out and straightened my legs.

"I love you." she said, stretching out her legs.

"I love you, too." I said, wrapping my arms around her.

She buried her head into my neck, clearly exhausted but in a fantastic mood. After the kind of day we had today, I don’t know if it could’ve gone better.

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