The dreaded day came that Jon had not been looking forward to, the day where he would be one hundred percent open and honest about everything with Richie. Richie was obviously aware of more than the rest of the guys, and had spoken with Jon a couple times through his rehab days, but there was still a lot that he didn't know.
Cori and her family had gone to the beach house with the kids for the weekend as she knew he and Jon would need some space to talk and also he was working the rest of the time; so it made more sense to go enjoy the beach and leave Jon in peace to do his thing.
He hugged and kissed his kids, and helped get them seated and belted in to their car seats, before giving them more kisses and making them laugh and squeal. Closing the door he walked round to the back end of the car to help her finish packing. They got all the bags and toys packed closed the trunk and, then, took his wife in his arms and looked into her eyes, she could tell even through the bravado he was shitting his pants about today.
"It's ok to feel nervous Jon, but I know you go this. Are you going to be ok?"
"Yeah I know, Darlin, I'll be ok; once it's over and done with. But I'm more nervous of his reaction and protectiveness over you and the kids. I know me and you have worked it out but I don't know how it will go with Richie." He said with a sad apprehension clear in his eyes.
"Jonny, yes Rich can be a bit of hot head, and he may cuss and shout and wave his octopus arms around in the air, but deep down and you know he fucking loves the bones of you. Just in case though, there's a cheeky stash of Dave's wonder golf weed up in my safe in my closet, why don't you go roll a couple and maybe have a one or two puffs just to calm you and then get Richie baked." She said joking at the end.
"You Mrs Bongiovi, have a devious little mind. And how the hell did you get some of Dave's wonder weed?"
"I asked him, the next time he came over, could he drop some off for me, and he did. Winner, winner. And, please don't smoke it all before I get back, I have not tried it yet and was planning a little me and you time next weekend, pack the grandkids off to either grandparents switch off all the phones." She winked at him and just stopped talking.
"Fuck yeah, now that my sexy wife, sounds like the best idea. Fuck you're making me horny thinking about it.
Now, I have to deal with being horny, possibly high, and have a serious talk with Richie."
"Sorry, Jonny. But next weekend, will be all the better to wait for. I may have a few new surprises."
"You're so fucking mean right now. Go on, get lost before I have to pay for years worth of trauma therapy for these kids, cuz their mama teased their dad till he bent her over the hood and fucked her tight little pussy red raw." He laughed, but cursed internally as he turned himself in ever more.
He didn't miss Cori squeezing her thighs together, or her pupils slightly dilating.
"Your mean, mr Bongiovi. Now I have to sit in the car for three fucking hours with the kids and my parents, with a throbbing clit, while you can run upstairs and whip out your side piece Palm. So not fucking fair." She muttered back to him, while giving him a dirty look.
Jon creased up laughing, seemingly his wives anguish of being wet and horny in the car with five kids and her parents made for comedy gold in his eyes.
"Like that is it, just remember who knows where the toy is you're not a great fan of." A dark chuckle leaving her lips as the look of terror and pain flashed through his eyes.
"Wow, pulling the big guns. You are definitely the mean one in this relationship right now." He put on his pouty lips and puppy dog eyes, making her giggle.
