Chapter Eight

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After getting all the boxes in and finding the pajama boxes, we decided to go out to eat. We went to a place called Bossa Nova, where we heard the Elvis song 'Bossa Nova Baby' multiple times.
We got home just in time to watch some TV, then put the kids to bed.
"So...." I said, knowing what was coming next. "Whaddaya wanna do now?"
Jesse smiled at me, and I smiled back. "Yeah, me too."
So, to quote Jesse, "we got some serious action in here."
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The alarm went off and I sighed.
"Is it morning already?" Jesse mumbled sleepily.
I yawned. "Yep....How many hours did you get?"
"Three. You?"
"Five."
Jesse yawned and sat up next to me. "Maybe another round will wake us up." He started kissing my neck.
"Jesse!....Okay, one more." We went back under the covers till the phone rang. I moved to get it, but my horny husband held me back.
"Ignore it..."
"I-can't." I said between kisses. Jesse kissed that one spot in my neck that always drove me into a frenzy. "Mmm-Jess-that's-not-fair..."
"Stop talking...."
We let the phone ring for a long time. Then the door bell rang.
"Jess-"
"I heard. Ignore it. Maybe they'll go away."
"I'm gonna answer." I wiggled my way out of the covers and grabbed my Chanel robe and went to answer the door. They better be important. I opened the door and laughed.
"Guys! What are you doing here?!" It was the Tanners and Joey.
"We don't have school Monday, so Dad dragged us up here," Steph blew a bubble with her gum.
"Well, come on in!" They shuffled through the door.
"Before you make yourself look beautiful, we want hugs!" Danny hugged me. Then Steph, Michelle, and lastly Joey. When Joey hugged me, he squeezed my rear end a little.
I pulled away and said, "I'll be back." I went upstairs and started getting dressed.
"Hey! Remember me?" Jesse pointed to himself.
"Jess, the Tanners and Joey are here."
"Why?"
"I dunno." I pulled on some jeans and a red shirt. "But fix your hair."
"Why?" Jesse got up and walked over to the mirror. "Is it messed up?"
"It's always messed up after we get hot and heavy. Remember? You yourself said I couldn't keep my hands outta your hair."
"Did I say that?" He quickly slipped on some clothes and went it the bathroom to fix his hair.
"Yeah. I don't remember when, though." I stood next to him, also fixing my hair. "We gotta hurry."

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