"Fuck!" I cussed out loud with everything in me as he devoured my entire feminity like it was his to own. I couldn't help but tug on his hair as he flickered my nub with the tip of his warm tongue. "Y—You sure as h..hell know what you want." My voice was so hoarse from moaning and gasping uncontrollably. My eyes searched for my underwear. ItWasGone.
"How could I not know when my wife keeps on wearing outfits like this?" He teasingly smirked and captured me again with his lips.
André expertly and viciously examined and analyzed every nook and cranny of my core with his well abled tongue. We've known each other since I was fifteen and have been married for ten good years, yet....I can't seem to get tired of him. It feels as though the older we get, the more sexually active we become. Nothing is better than matching your lifetime partner's sex level.
My marriage is beyond perfect and when it's time to fight, we fight like it's the end of the world. But I can beat my chest and say my marriage is blissful and blessed. Not just because of the maddening orgasm he's leading me into in his office, despite a Christmas party happening downstairs for the company. But because of the love we share. I couldn't trade my husband for anything in the world. He's more than a precious gem to me.
"Cum in my mouth Mrs. Lombardi." He growled.
Hearing him say that, I lose every ounce of control and shattered into ecstasy as I screamed like siren.
*
"You know, we should go back." He smiled at me as we laid on the floor with our evening outfits completely disarranged.
"Mmmm...five more minutes." My head rested on his chest and his arm wrapped around my waist.
"Once we go back, we'll be—"
"MRS. LOMBARDI!! MRS. LOMBARDI There's an emergency!" Rose banged on the door as she screamed my name.
"Oh no." André said.
"What have they done again?" I spoke with a tired tone. Children surely are a blessing, but sometimes....
Mommy honestly wants to rest.
André and I rearranged ourselves, plus my hair. After two minutes of redressing and fixing of my husband's tie, I grabbed the Armani perfume lying around on my husband's table to spray each other. So that we will not only look perfect, but also smell perfect.
My chivalrous husband opened the door and both were greeted with a very tired Rose. We honestly need to give her days off more than usual.
All of a sudden, we hear something probably big and long falling to the floor with a big THUD! Followed by the rolling of many objects on the ground.
My husband and I's eyes look at each other in great realization.
"THE CHRISTMAS TREE!"
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The three of us quickly make our way to where we chose to hold the Christmas office party. And lo and behold, all the guests stand in great astonishment as they stare at the amazing mess in front of them. The Christmas tree everyone worked so hard on disastrously laid on the floor with ornaments and lights tossed to the sides. Some balls even broken.
My eyes catch two figures in front of the fallen Christmas Tree. My seventeen year old nonchalantly gets down the stairs like a Christmas tree didn't just fall until she meets my raging face. I go back to the figures in front of the tree. Silence creeps the entire hall when Tequila stops getting down the stairs.
I close and open my eyes, but the fallen Christmas tree is still THERE!
And in a fit of fury, my voice rises across the entire hall. "GIOVANNI LOMBARDI GET HERE NOW!"
My five year old son flinches and immediately turns around to face his furious parents. He hesitantly walks to me as he stares straight into my eyes with fear.
The other figure turns around and gives off a passing out expression.
"ALESSIO LOMBARDI!" I screamed at my two and half year old son and he widens his eyes.
"It was Gio! He untied the...." My talkative son tried explaining every single thing that happened and how his older brother thought it would be a good idea to do a prank for the Christmas party. All in the name of spicing up the party. "Nonno save me from mommy!" He ran to my dad. Although Alessio was only two going to three, his baby tongue was almost gone and he was a big talkative.
"You bloody snitch." Tequila laughed at both of her brothers but she has no idea how much trouble she's in. I left them under her irresponsible supervision!
"I told you we should have put him in the cargo box Mamma was shipping to Abuela in Brazil!" Alessio's older brother said in anger and regret that he didn't 'listen to his guts'.
"GIOVANNI!" Both André and I shouted at the same time.
"Non ho assolutamente idea di cosa fare a voi tre! Voi tre comportatevi come scimmie affrettate allo zucchero che sono fuggite dallo zoo!"
{Italian To English Translation: "I have absolutely no idea what to do to the three of you! You three behave like sugar rushed monkeys that escaped from the zoo!"}
"No Mamma, I'm not a monkey." Gio began. "I'm a DINOSAUR!!" He threw his hands in the air and began flying around as his brother ran after him in excitement. In the process, they hit their older sister but didn't stop with the running. I just know what is happening next.
Tequila lost all her, patience, manners and grace and began chasing two toddlers in a party without shame or even hesitation.
I felt like fainting at that point. Despite they were just three in number, someone outside hearing the screams and shouts coming from my house would think I have seven children.
They gave André and I sleepless nights and many headaches, but they were my blessings. Our blessings.
