I placed another tray of cookies on the table and the five years olds swarmed it. The tray had been down about five minutes before they were all eaten. I smiled to myself as they scampered back out into the garden.
"Aaron where's you brother?" I called.
"Under the tree," he shouted back.
I shook my head. I should have guessed. I walked out into the garden to the apple tree. There swinging on the swing was my son. I smiled he was the only child who actually looked like me. He had hazel eyes and dark red hair with pale skin and an ovular face. He looked up when he heard me.
"Hey mum," he said.
"Hey Greg," I said, sitting next to him, "Why are you back here and not with Andy and Aaron?"
He shrugged, "I don't fit in."
I smiled weakly, "I know the feeling baby. But you can't let it bother you! It's your birthday too."
"Where's dad?" He asked.
I picked him up, "Let's to find him."
As I carried Greg back to the house, I thought about what had happened in the last five years. I'd nearly lost Greg but by some miracle they managed to revive him. I was given a hysterectomy because I'd lost too much blood during birth, which was hard as I couldn't have anymore children myself but I had my three boys excluding Gemma which was more than perfect. I was now also training to be a nurse so I could be closer with Andy and to help others after all the help I had received. We had also moved to a larger house to accommodate for three kids.
"Andy, Greg wants to see you," I said, knocking on the study door.
I heard him laugh, "Come on in buddy."
I put Greg down and he ran into the room and straight onto Andy's lap. They adored each other. Andy wore his signature jeans and shirt as he hugged his son.
"Why are you not down with you friends?" Andy asked.
"I am dad," Greg replied, "You my best friend."
"Aw Greg that's sweet," he smiled, kissing his forehead, "Come on let's play with the lego."
I went to back out the room, "And mummy too!"
"I've got to look after the other kids baby," I said to Greg, "Maybe later."
He nodded. I exited the room and softly closed the door. A smile plastered on my face. I couldn't help but linger a moment as Andy sat cross legged on the floor, bailing out handfuls of Lego to the delight of our child. I lived for those moments because they meant everything.
****
I sat down with a glass of wine and sighed in relief as I collapsed onto the sofa. The kids were in bed and the house was finally tidy. I untied my hair as Andy came into the room and sat next to me and put his arm around me. He kissed my forehead and I sighed in relief.
"I hate kids," I laughed.
I knew he was rolling his eyes, "It wasn't that bad!"
"Tell that to the kitchen," I shot back, "I'm glad it's over."
"I worry about Greg though," Andy said, "Its sad that he didn't want to join his own party."
"I think it's sweet he would rather spend time with you," I replied, "Besides I was the same at his age. Remember?"
Andy smirked, "True. I just worry that he will be alone."
"I thought you were gonna say that your worried he won't get some," I laughed.
"Jesus Sam," he laughed, "He's five years old."
I laughed, "Doesn't stop Aaron being a flirt."
"He better not be," Andy said.
"And Andy Jr is just a plain dominant!" I said, "Just like his father."
"Hey I'm a daddy there's a difference," he said.
"I know....daddy," I replied.
I had placed my wine on the table and with my hand I gently rubbed his crotch. He hissed as I did so and that coupled with daddy guaranteed his erection which began to pop up to say hello. I then straddled him and rubbed myself on his crotch.
"Jesus baby girl!" He cried.
"You like that don't you daddy?" I asked, rubbing harder against him.
"The kids..."
"Safe and sound in bed," I whispered, biting his earlobe, "Don't you worry."
"Stop," he moaned, "Or I'll cum!"
"Good!"
I unzipped him and harshly shoved him inside me. Andy moaned and harshly gripped my thighs. I slowly began to take him before he flipped me over and shoved me face down on the sofa with him standing behind me. He gripped my hips and vigorously thrusted in and and out of me, moaning my name.
"Oh daddy!" I cried, "Harder!"
"Oh yes baby! Yes!" Andy cried.
Oh god I was close, "More daddy!"
He thrust his length harshly into my and I cried in pleasure. He continued to pummel me until I felt him cum inside me. Regardless he continued to fuck me and I moaned harder.
"Hey dad.... oh shit..."
We looked up and saw Gemma and Kirk in the doorway.
"Shit!" I cursed, "I forgot you were staying round tonight!"

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My Best Friend's Sexy Bachelor Of A Dad (Mature Content) (Complete)
RomanceSamantha and Gemma have been inseparable since they met at the age of three years old. They tell each other everything.....well.....almost everything. Andy Woodbridge is Gemma's father. A recently divorced father. Who Sam has the hots for. Who she h...