The Best Agent is who now?

Chapter Twelve:

Still Ray’s POV:
Lana and Cyril entered the room and sat on the other sofa. Archer brought out the last of the snacks out. Mallory and Cheryl came down. “Did you two have fun?” Mary asked. “Huh?” Cyril asked. “You two took your time joining us,” Mary said, wiggling her eyebrows. “Oh, yeah. We did,” Lana replied, leaving Cyril red faced.

“You two making a baby or something?” Mikey asked. “Michael Raymond Gillette!” Mary yelled. “Sorry momma,” Mikey said. “Seriously momma. We’re twelve. We know about sex,” Melody said. “And moving on to another topic. I wanna know how come I never across your name doing pay roll?” Cyril asked.

“She is under Ramona Giles,” Mallory replied. “Seriously?” I asked. “Yeah, my idea,” Mary said. “Should I change it when I go in next?” Cyril asked. “Yes please,” Mary replied. “My pleasure,” he said. “Ok, should I press play?” Cheryl asked. “Go ahead,” Mary said.

I sat on the couch beside Archer with Melody snuggled between us. Mikey snuggled between Pam and Cheryl on the other couch. Lana held Raylene on the love seat with Cyril. We munched on the snacks and drank coffee with Baileys. After the first Hatchet, Cheryl put in the second one. Krieger pulled the empty coffee cup from Mary’s slack hand and put it on the table beside the chair.

When the third Hatchet movie was done, the twins started getting tired. Cheryl took the disc out. “Why don’t you two go pack your bag. We’ll watch the fourth one when you’re done,” Pam said. “Ok Auntie Pam,” Mikey asked. “Can we get some help?” Melody asked. “Sure,” Pam said. “I’ll help. I just know you monsters will pack only plushies and colouring books,” I said.

“Yaay!” Melody cheered, startling Mary. Krieger shushed her asleep and she snuggled back against him. “Oops, sorry,” Melody said. “Can Uncle Archer help?” Mikey asked. “Why don’t we all help?” Mallory said sarcastically. “Ok,” Melody said. “C’mon Mother. It’ll be fun,” Archer said. “Oh fine,” she said and we left Krieger with Mary and the baby.

Krieger’s POV:
When everyone went upstairs, I turned on some music. Raylene grabbed onto my shirt with one hand. Mary stirred awake, kissing my chest softly. “Hey beautiful,” I said and she smiled. “Hey,” she said. “More coffee?” I asked. “Yeah,” she said, getting up and stretching.

I got up and carried Raylene to the kitchen. Mary followed, hugging me as I made a fresh pot. “My talented, brilliant man,” she whispered in my ear. I turned around and kissed her. “You make me so hard,” I whispered in her ear. “Good, I’ll have something to suck later,” she said softly against my mouth.

“You’ll take what I give you and where I give and when I decide to give it to you,” I said before kissing her deeply. I moved the crotch of her bathing suit to find her pussy dripping wet. “Of course, sir,” she panted as I slipped a finger inside of her. “I’m going to fuck you so much tonight. I’ve got so many things I want to do to you. That I will do. So many plans for next week. That I will do. Bought that thing you’ve been eyeing, hucow and it arrives tomorrow,” I said. “Oh god, Krieger. Please,” she moaned.

“Oh my god. Will you two get a room?” Archer said when he came downstairs. Thankfully the counter was in the way so no one could see me fingering Mary. “I really wish I didn’t just see that,” Ray said, groaning. He took Raylene from me and sat on the couch. “Sorry Ray,” Mary said, going to sit with him. Archer grabbed Mary’s mug and I filled it. Mary was snuggled against her brother and he was running his free hand through her long red hair.

“Need some twin time?” I asked and she smiled. “For a little bit. Just til everyone rejoins us,” she replied, sipping her coffee. “Does that I mean I get Krieger time?” Archer asked, jokingly. “Umm phrasing,” Mary said. “Hey, that’s my line,” he said, pouting. “What line?” Lana asked, coming into the living room with Cyril.

“Mary stole ‘phrasing’ from me,” Archer responded. “Ha,” Lana laughed. “What was the context?” Cyril asked and Archer explained what happened. Cyril and Lana laughed as they plopped down beside Ray and Mary. I reached over top Mary, kissing her on the lips. “You two are adorable,” Lana said. “They were screwing before,” Ray said.

“Oh my god,” Cyril said. “Not a word. I don’t want to hear it,” Ray said. “I’m going to change into something more comfy,” I said, heading for the stairs. “I should too. Air conditioning is cold,” Mary said. “Oh, I see how it is. Using ol’ Ray as a heater,” Ray said, pouting. Mary kissed his forehead and got up. “You know I love you. Especially your warmth,” she said as Archer took her spot.  “Yeah, yeah. I love you too,” Ray said, winking.

Mary jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around me. I carried her up the stairs and into our room. “Mommy, can we bring our colouring stuff?” Mikey asked from the doorway. “Three books each and crayons or pencil crayons or markers. I expect you will be spending more time out doors,” Mary said. “Ok thank you Momma,” Mikey said before dashing back to his room.