obama family ~ part three

chapter nineteen

POV:
     "i want a booty rub" michelle whined flopping down on the bed. she was horny and barack was down in oval. so she called him. "yes sweetie" barack answer the phone. "b-o-o-t-y-r-u-b" michelle spelled out. "be home in 10" he said sliming. michelle never wanted ten minutes to go by faster in her life. barack walked in the door taking off his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. michelle undid her bra and took off her thong. barack flopped down on the bed naked! michelle climbed on kiss him as she got on top. he took his finger in her making her moan. he slammed her down on him. michelles mouth gaped open, even after all these years she was still not use to his size. barack moved her back and forth. "you feel so good" michelle moaned throwing her hands on his chest. she was so wet that it slipped out. "yes!! don't fucking stop!" barack moaned out. camden started to cry and they heard it through the monitor on their bedside table. "gosshhh! nooo!" barack grunted. michelle got off of him putting his dress shirt on going to his nursery.
       "barack baby come here!" michelle yelled from his nursery. camden had throw up all over his sheets and himself. the stomach bug has been going around at his daycare. it shut down yesterday. malia had emmalin in her room. "come let's run you a bath" barack said taking him out his crib. luckily his sheets were salvageable. "mommy!" ashton yelled out. he had threw up too. "oh no!" michelle said walking in his room. "daddy's running bath water for cam go to the bathroom okay" michelle said kissing his forehead. "awww buddy im sorry." barack looked at ashton who was cover in throw up. barack carefully undress him and camden. "those are my favorite pajamas daddy!" ashton said. "i know buddy maybe we can safe them if not, we'll get you some more." he placed them in the tub. all the motion woke up marian upstairs. "miche what's going on" she asked. "the boys have the stomach bug" michelle huffed out cleaning. "where are they i can help" she said. "barack is giving them a bath rn mom, you can go back to bed we got this under control." michelle said.
"okay wake me if you need me" she kissed her cheek. barack lifted ashton up out the tub putting him over the toilet as he throw up. "you okay" he asked him. "yes but my tummy hurts" ashton said sadly. "mommy!" the boys yelled as michelle walked in the bathroom. "hi" she sat on the floor next to barack watching them in the tub. "babe, you should go to bed. you need sleep" michelle said to barack. "nope! being a daddy and husband comes before being president" he said washing up the boys. "what's going on in here" malia asked standing in the doorway. "your brothers have the stomach bug" barack said. "oh no!" she said. michelle got up to go fix the boys so pedialyte. "mommy can we sleep with you and dada" ashton asked michelle as put his pjs on him. cam was in his pamper on the bed with barack. "he sucked that down" barack took his sippy cup away from him. michelle still sometimes feed cam by breast it depends on what he wants. but he has teeth now! so she doesn't don't everyday but often.
      "dada!" he cried out. "give it back to him" michelle said. he gave it back to him and he stop crying. "you just want to chew on it" barack said to him. "oooooraaaaa" cam said. cam latched on to her chest. "hand me the trash can" michelle said as camden unlatched coughing. he throw up everything! "can you fix them some more pedialyte?cam gonna need some when he's done probably" michelle watched as camden latched back on. "sure baby how do they take" barack got up from the bed. "cam only needs half of his cup full. ashton the same" he bolted out the door. ash curled up in a ball with his head on baracks pillow and cam was drifting off to sleep too. "good night! mommy loves you so much!" she kissed there foreheads 🥺!