"Did you get any bad guys last night?" my son jumped up and down on his bed.
"Just one" I sighed.
"Don't be upset" he pouted. "I'm not, just tired" I walked to my bedroom and he followed. "Hey babe" my wife smiled at me. "Where did you sleep?" She asked. "I didn't go to sleep I've been up writing my statement for the recent incidents I just took care of this week" I sighed again.
"Go to sleep" she winked.
"Daddy I want to own my own club!" Kyle shouted. "Oh really what kind?" I looked at him.
"The club with the girls dancing on poles" he made both of us turn around.
"What?" My wife Marisa said with a smile.
"You're only six" I laughed.
"Grandpa told me if I can gather lots of those whores-" he air quoted the word whores.
"That I can collect lot of money" he continued. I looked at Marisa and she laughed. "That wasn't my dad" she threw her hands up.
"I know" I grabbed Kyle and sat him down on the bed. "Don't ever repeat that at school or here but you can inside your mind , only if you keep it to yourself" I made myself clear.
"Question" he raised his hand.
"Yes" I looked his bright green eyes.
"What's a condom?" He asked with a serious face expression.
"Something daddy's about to use when you leave" Marisa laughed.
"You mean condiments" I took him off the bed and he ran with no reply.
"Really?" I looked at Marisa who was already halfway undressed.
"It's Saturday c'mon you have the day off" she got undressed. "No way I was turning that down anyway" I locked the door and took my shirt off.
"Turn the music on so Kyle don't hear us" she demanded while she took off her panties throwing them towards the window but I could care less where it flew.
She crawled on the bed like a cat and rubbed my thigh slowly. "You know the las-" a loud click of a camera shutter sound cut off her sentence.
"What the fuck was that?" I threw the blanket over her and walked to the window.
"I don't know" she said in a scared voice.
"Dad!!" Kyle screamed to the top of his lungs. I ran to him immediately.
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Worth The Fight
KurzgeschichtenPicture This... You're a hard working man and your boss tells you that you will be getting promoted tomorrow. Yeah you get happy , so happy to the point you call your pregnant wife and tell her get dressed because you're going out for dinner tonight...
