One-Hundred & eight

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Angelo

It was Friday night, and I was seated on the bed with Nicky and Teddy on my lap as we watched Ahsha go from the closet to the bathroom. She was getting ready for dinner or at least trying to. "Stop that." She called as she walked back to the closet. "Stop what? I'm not even doing anything." I said. "You're giving me a look." She huffed. If I was giving her a look it wasn't intentional.

She had changed at least 3 times and had yet to put on a shirt, so she was only in a bra and sweatpants, and she hadn't taken her bonnet off either. She just looked so good I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I was simply enjoying the view she was providing. "I'm not giving you a look. I'm just looking at you." I said.

She stopped in front of me. Her breast sitting square in my face. Nicky reached for her, and she immediately took him. "Eyes up here," She said. I looked up meeting her eyes taking in her pretty face.

She looked down at her pants saying something, but my mind was too focused taking in every feature of her face. "You're so pretty, baby." I finally said silencing her. She looked at me somewhat frozen before a smile broke out on her lips. "You didn't hear a word I said and still managed to make me feel better." She finally said. A guilty smile formed on my face.

"My bad. You just looked so beautiful I got distracted. What did you say?" I asked. "I said I don't know what to wear." She said. "Why?" I asked.

"Because this is a grown woman's body. I've always had a few curves but now. My hips are wider, thighs are thicker, and I have boobs now." She said the last part in disbelief. "You remember when you met me? Titties were non-existent. I've never had boobs like that, but now the girls look nice." She said using her free hand to grab her chest making me laugh.

That was true her body was different. The twins had changed her form into something dangerous for my health. She was stunning before, and she is stunning now, and I could honestly say I loved her with a fuller body. She was so soft and all I wanted was to be under her, on top of her, shit inside of her. I have never wanted her more than I do now. It had taken months and constant reassurance that she looked amazing before she started believing it. I wasn't going to sit back and let her think she was anything less than gorgeous.

"Okay, so your body is a little different but anything you wear you look beautiful in," I said. "Like right now for example I think you look good enough to eat," I said as she snorted. "Now would I be okay with you going outside like this—hell no. But you could absolutely walk around the house like this, and I'd be cool with it. Although I don't think the kids would like it, but I would—," "Baby please come back to your point." She said.

"Right, yes. My point is you are the prettiest, sexiest, most gorgeous woman I have ever laid eyes on. Whatever you choose to wear will only emphasize that." I said. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror. "That's fair." She said. "Plus, with a husband like you, can't really have any negative self-talk." She said. I stood.

"What do yall women say, purr," I said. She turned and looked at me before laughing. I smiled as Nicky clapped laughing along with his mother who was now in tears. Teddy looked at them like they were crazy people. "First Shawty, then the funny pet names, now purr, please who is telling you to say these things?" She barely got out. "No one, I just speak from my heart," I said tapping my chest. She wiped her eyes before kissing me. "And I love that about you." She said. "Also let's not talk about pet names. White Chocolate." I said. "One time." She said.

"Mama, Auntie Nell, and Auntie Nay are here," Sami said poking her head in. "Okay, can you tell them I'll be down in a minute, please?" MJ said. "Yes, ma'am," Sami said with a nod of her head. "Thank you, my love," MJ called. "I should get dressed." She said handing me Nicky. "I'm going to go say hi to your sisters," I called. "Okay." She replied.

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