Thirteen*

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"Shhh frank you have to be quiet." I said. He was pounding into me. It was his lunch break, and he was eating me up instead.

He bed squeaked, making me giggle.

"Stop laughing." He said, hiding a warm smile.

"Sorry." I said and giggled. He slammed into me, making me whine.

"I need to get back to work so you have to be quiet so I can focus."

"Oh yeah focus." I said and laughed. "You get hard when I glance at you."

"Mhm okay gorilla glue." He said.

"Shut up about that." I said and laughed. Frank kissed my neck.

He always made sure to leave hickeys out of view, including swimsuit view. He was smart about where he would put them.

"You gonna cum?" He whispered. I nodded and closed my eyes. Frank sat up and held my waist.

I looked down, watching him slam into me. I looked out the window, seeing Roberta watering plants. I pulled Frank down, knowing he was right in view of the window.

"Jesus. what?" He asked.

"Roberta's outside." I whispered and laughed. He chuckled.

"Finish. I know you're holding back." He said.

I smiled and closed my eyes, starting to fully let go. Frank slammed into me before finishing. God I wished he forgot a condom, but he didn't.

Frank sighed as my legs shook. He kissed my cheek before laying back next to me. I smiled and looked at him. He sat up to take off his condom and throw it away. I got under the covers.

"I have to go back to work soon."

"You're gonna give me aftercare." I said. He went to the bathroom to clean himself off. He gave me a little thumbs up. I rested back.

Frank came back in and smiled. He got into bed with me, pulling me in.

He moved his legs on either side of me. I moved to rest my cheek on his chest. He brought the sheets up over us. My body warmed up from him.

"I love you." I whispered. He stroked my hair down my back.

"I love you too." He whispered.

My husband had a few tattoos. I really liked them.

I traced some of his little tattoos. He sighed softly and leaned back more.

"You can't fall asleep." I said.

"I know." He whispered.

I sat up and moved my hair to one side. Frank smirked as I moved to kiss him again.

I moved to kiss his nose. He smiled.

I rested my forehead against his. He sighed and kissed me again.

I was so in love.

Frank

God damn.

Avery always brought goosebumps to my body. Chills down my spine. She made me dizzy.

From her wavy long blonde hair, to her freckles and sun kissed skin, to her beautiful green eyes, to her soft skin. From her kind words, to her thoughtful little moments, to her motherly instincts, to her patience.

My girl.

Every moment with her was something more memorable than the last. She was so perfect.

I moved to hold her hand as she kissed me.

She always asked for aftercare, yet she gave it to me. Every single time without fail. No matter if I took top or she did, she made me feel worth it.

I smiled, but saw Roberta walking over to our house.

"Ave...honey Roberta's coming over."

"We're not home."

"Your cars out there." I whispered. She whined and sat up.

She wasn't necessarily confident with her body, but she was comfortable around me.

I smiled and kissed her.

"Get dressed." I whispered. She got up and put on some comfy shorts and a tanktop, along with a flowy short sleeve.

I put on my pants and T-shirt. She moved to kiss me.

"I liked that by the way."

"Good." I said. She smiled and scrunched her nose at me. I kissed her forehead and handed her a hairbrush. She sighed and brushed her hair while I went into the kitchen. Just as Roberta was coming over.

I opened my door for her. Avery came in looking like nothing happened. I could smell her perfume on.

Roberta handed me my mail. I sifted through it, stopping at a specific one.

My mother.

It was an institute in Boston. Mary would stay there for two days.

I sighed. Avery looked at me.

"What?"

"It's nothing...uhh Mary's gonna go to Boston for a few days."

I sighed as Avery took it and read it. Roberta shook her head.

"I told you Frank. She cannot take that baby away."

"Yeah I know. I know."

Avery was quiet. She handed the paper back.

"Well speaking of Mary, I have to pick her up pretty soon here. So I will see you both later, you need to go back to work." She said to me. She pecked my lips before leaving.

"I don't know what she will do if you lose that little girl."

"I've got a few scenarios."

"Divorce being at the top?"

I rolled my eyes. "Didnt think about that one but thank you."

"So...no sex on Friday nights, only in the daytime. You two trying for something?"

I blushed and set my mail down.

"No."

"Well if you were, you would need a bigger house."

"Yeah. I- I know...but if Avery even hears about a house she's gonna end up working her ass off to get more money to buy it."

"So she wants a new house?"

"She just wants three bedrooms."

"What if I told you I had one of the bigger ones on the market soon down by the bay? I could get you a good deal because, well because you're family. And I know Avery stores her money away. Besides she's making enough for one month of rent in a day. The rent is twice the amount there so two days."

I sighed. "Can we take a look at it sometime this week? Maybe when Mary's in Boston?"

"Sure."

I nodded. Maybe this could be good.

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