Babygirl

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"Since when did a little girl get more clothes than me?" I hear Christians grumpy bum say as I watched my husband come out from our walk in closet. He had on a ironed suit except his tie and jacket were on the side for now. He had requested we go to dinner, just him and I tonight and get our best friend to babysit. My body heat up watching him innocently stride into our bedroom with half of his chest showing and a panty dropping smell lingering on him. I was just finishing my makeup. Nothing to outgoing or anything. My dress was backless and hung on my shiny skin with a thigh high slit even though it went all the way to the floor and a minimal amount of cleavage. My heals were chosen for me as just my 6' black stilettos that matched the sparkling dress.

"Darling will you tie my tie?" Xavier huffs giving up with it himself and stepping in the large bathroom for my assistance.

Without words I stopped the little thing I was doing and glided his tie through and through.

"I just can't seem to get it" he winked looking at me like he was a hungry werewolf and I was naked and covered in fresh meat.

"A hard days work is tiring, baby" I excused him finishing the light blue ties adventure shortly.

He was just short of gently pressing his lips to mine until Christian cane bounding in with El over his shoulder and a panic look on his face.

"Have you seen the little girl?! I think she went down the garbage shoot because she's no where to be found" he shakily panics making El giggle.

"I'm right here!" El laughs as he quickly turns around to look behind him then back to us.

"We might have to have another baby to replace this one" Christian says making me giggle as well and fall against Xavier's chest as he rests one arm against the counter.

"IM RIGHT HERE" El laughs harder wiggling her bum and kicking her legs.

"This is how you lost the last one" I laugh.

"She just was there and then she wasn't!" Christian over acts taking wide steps in a circle and running his hand through his hair.

"You nunny. I'm on your shoulder!" El laughs as Christian turns his head on the opposite shoulder with perky eyes.

"I heard something about......a shoulder" he acts making his eyes into two slits like he's looking around. He turns all the way around and back again as if he's searching the bedroom.

"I think I found her," he whispers pointing to the pink legging covered bum. "Half of her body was cut off!"

"No I wasn't!"

"I guess we have to get a wheel chair"

The only thing I worried about with him baby sitting is if Els going to be that crazy when we get home.

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In the car I couldn't help but watch his jaw as he drove. Not his hands, not his eyes, not his shoulders. His jaw had this masculinity ti it and I could always see what mood he was in with it.

My hands slowly slid over the console, and rested on his thigh. His pants were so soft and muscular. I couldn't help but think of myself bouncing on them as I rode his cock and he drove. My hand massaged a little bit and slid more towards his belt. For a while I didn't know if I just loved looking at him or there was an ache down there.