obama family ~ part three

chapter sixty one

POV:
emmalin and barack were still sleeping. this gave michelle time to shower and do some self care. she washed her hair because it felt disgusting. just as she left her wet hair out the towel the bathroom door opened. "morning baby" barack came up behind her, kissing her neck. "good morning honey" michelle slimed. "she's still sleeping, you know" he fumbled with her robe. "i know but.... we have full days today" michelle said. "oh come on just a quick one!" he begged. michelle laughed at him. "no, i have to get my hair done." michelle tied her robe back up. "just wear it naturally, i miss your curls" barack said. "you know i can't do that" michelle said. barack chuckled as he started to pee. "i'm going to my office!" michelle said walking out. "not in that robe your not!" barack quickly pulled up his pants. michelle was getting ready to walk out the door. "michelle get in your ass in here" barack caught her just in time. "what are you doing?!" michelle said as he pulled her into their closet. "your not going out of this room in that robe!" barack said. "this! this is nothing barack!" michelle thought he was being ridiculous. "you don't even have clothes on under it" he said. "i don't have time for this! get over it!" michelle yelled. "really! you don't have time" barack became inches away from her lips. michelle breathing became heavier. their lips locked! michelle moaned. "we...can't~" michelle stopped as his fingers slipped in her.
emmalin cried out. barack and michelle both grunted pulling away from each other. "are you fucking kidding me" barack huffed out. michelle tied her robe back up, going to it get emmalin. "good morning, babygirl!" michelle slimed at their daughter. "your gonna come with mommy to the office but first let's get you freshened up!" michelle took emmalin to the bathroom. emmalin got a quick wash up and a diaper change. michelle left her hair alone just wetting it and pulling it in a ponytail. michelle change into some leggings and a top. "madame first lady! good morning!" michelle's staff slimed at michelle and emmalin. "good morning! sorry i'm late, she woke up as i got ready to walk out." michelle explained. "what is this week looking like for me?" michelle asked as she started to nurse emmy. "well, today you have an appointment at 10:30 for your hair, and you and your husband also have a dinner to go from bill clinton's birthday!" messlia said. "that's today? and have you booked the place for our couples retreat coming up!" michelle asked. "yes, i have you will be going to vale, colorado" she responded. "tuesday, you have an interview with robin roberts and ashton and sasha's both have orthodontist appointments and it's emmalins second birthday." carla said.
      "i can't believe she's going to be two!" michelle said, looking down in at her nursing. "well let's focus on today and tomorrow, wednesday i probably won't work because she has to go get test ran at the hospital" michelle said as emmalin unlatched. michelle put her down letting her stumble across the room to kristin. "KI!" emmy declared. "yeahh that's auntie kri!" michelle laughed.
barack: our bedroom five minutes!
michelle: what? why?
barack: just be there!
"kristin can you watch her for about ten minutes?" michelle asked. "sure i can!" kristin slimed. michelle ran to their bedroom, her and barack getting to the door at the exact same time. "don't you have a....press conference?" michelle said kissing him as they fall on the bed. "yes i do" he said sliding off her leggings. "you can't be late to that again!" michelle sat up on her elbows. he kissed her lips, "i won't be late okay. now you please stop talking about my press conference!" barack said, going down on her. michelle didn't say one more word.