The Unpredictable Love

Chapter 93

Freen's pov

Standing in front of the kitchen sink, blushing all alone. It's not the first time yet it feels like. And only my wife can do that effect on me. For pete's sake I feel like I'm back to the year where we first meet. How she took my heart and how I fall inlove with her. But deeper this time, I guess.

I am preparing for their snacks. Washing all the vegetables that I order online for the burger, since we don't have stocks in here while popping the corn and flipping the burger patty and waiting for the fries to be done all in one time.

This is it. This is what I enjoy the most. Preparing food for my three beautiful angels who doesn't want to eat unless it was me who made it. And its my very pleasure to cook for them. For my family.

A family that I never imagined that will this be happy and whole for the thought that I already lost my wife. But no, because she's here. She came back to me, to us. And now she's having a little banter with the twins on what movie should they pick to watch in the theatre room.

It's funny, I mean indeed happy. Although she can't remember me or anything about our past, that didn't seem to be a problem to me at all because she's still the same, the Rebecca I know more than seven years ago. The beautiful, sweet, caring, loving and of course the jealous one.

People say most of the time, no matter how your mind forget your heart will always remember. And that was Becca had told me the first night we spend together after so many years.

"Do you need any hand babe? I am totally free. Kids are already enjoying the movie." I was startled when Becca whispered wrapping her hands around my waist from behind.

"Baby I... oh God." I moaned when she move her hands up to my breast and start cupping it. "Hmmmm."

"This skirt looks fucking hot on you babe." She whispered seductively while her hands still massaging my mounds and I can't even concentrate on what I am cooking.

"Becca babe, please. I might burned this." I exclaimed, trying to sound like I'm mad but instead of stopping she still continues  it, unbothered to my words.

"I know you won't baby. Your an expert on cooking. And I want you to show me how expert you are while I do you." She said and I can feel her other hands moving down to my center while still massaging my boobs.

"Oh shit, Rebecca fuck!" I moaned again when I felt her fingers inside my underwear doing a circular motion.

"Hmmm, baby your so wet." She whispered licking my earlobes. "Thank you for wearing this skirt, its easy to access. Did you wear this on purpose?" She added smirking and without further ado she turned infront of me, killing the stove, pressing  me to the counter table and kneeled down.

"Becca what are you doing?" I asked furiously. I like this side of her but Im afraid that the kids might caught us. What we're doing isn't illegal yet its still hard to explain it to the kids. Not on their young age. "Kids might come in here." I added worriedly but she just smile at me.

"First, I want to have my snack, and second you don't have to worry about them. Because I challenge them not to come here until I cameback. And of course they will get a price." She said proudly and the next thing that happened is she pulled my underwear down putting my other leg on her shoulder as she buried her face on my private part who's been drooling since we came here.

"Oh my goodness baby." I moaned holding tightly in the counter table as I'm afraid that I might lost my balance because of what my wife is doing to me at the moment is definitely a strength killer.

I force myself not to make any sound as I am afraid that my kids might hear me yet what Rebecca's doing to me is very impossible to shut my mouth. And perhaps she loves to hear my moans while her talented tongue is doing a great job on my swollen folds.