Worthy (Part 2)

Breakfast in Bed and Oil Changes

I dont know what's going on with Charley. 

We haven't had sex in a week. And i dont know if she's gotten sexier, or I've just got hornier but god damn.

I'm fucking WOUND.

The other day she was taste testing a spaghetti noodle and I almost came in my pants.

She held it up in the air, wrapped her sweet tongue around it and slid it into her mouth.

We went for a run and her tits seemed to bounce more than normal

She lifted a heavy bag of groceries after going to the store and the little grunt that came out of her mouth.... Jesus fucking Christ.

I knew she was working through some shit with Dr. Winters, and i knew that took a lot out of you physically and mentally. I was trying to be understanding but if i tugged one out one more time, it would surely fall off.

I took to walking Happy instead. Trying to calm myself down, get some fresh crisp air and all that. He was too old for that many walks.

It was getting ridiculous.

Even tonight, her and Danny were sleeping over because tomorrow is my birthday. They all wanted to wake up early to make me breakfast in bed, then the girls were going to my parents house so that Charley could take me on a date. She was just laying there all sexy and shit talking about how she didn't want to because she wanted to wake up early.

It. Was. My. Birthday.

I'm the fuckin birthday boy.

But i kept my understanding boyfriend hat on and cuddled up to her pouting on the inside, smiling on the outside.

The next morning i woke up to her hand lightly grabbing my thigh, my dick sprung awake with the hopes of morning fuckery.

I loved morning sex.

I loved all sex.

But the mornings we woke up, the sun barely awake, filtering in through the curtains, her wild hair a mess, being quiet so the girls didn't hear us.

That was fucking bliss.

I smiled at her with sleepy eyes, she gave me a chaste kiss and tried rolling out of bed. I grabbed her hips, yanking her back to the bed, she squealed.

I kissed her neck

She wiggled away

Charley: I have to go get the girls so we can make your breakfast

I groaned. She laughed, slipped on some comfy looking sweats and walked out the door.

I laid back in bed, my mind started to wander to the things i was going to do to her tonight. But i quickly pushed those thoughts away, not wanting a chubby during our family breakfast in bed.

I grabbed my phone and checked the score of the game i was too tired to watch the night before then decided to watch highlights.

Awhile later all three of my beautiful girls came walking in with the most delicious smelling pancakes and bacon.

Ella came running up to me first, she hopped on the bed and threw her little arms around me tight

Ella: happy birthday daddy!

Next was Danny.

Danny: Happy birthday!

For a second i wondered if she'd ever call me dad. I also wondered if Charley would be okay with it. I never thought I'd be okay with Ella calling Charley mom, but i think now i was. Lots of kids have two moms. And Charley was definitely a mother figure.