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“Sebby,
you’re just being nice. I still can’t fit in my skinny jeans. Well I can if I
don’t want to breathe, I still have six more pounds that I have to lose. I want
to look good for you and I’m not comfortable yet.”

“Is this
why we haven’t made love, with you being naked since Christian was born?”

“Maybe,
plus I just finished nursing a month ago. All the milk has finally dried up. My
body has gone through a lot of changes, that I just wasn’t expecting.”

“You’re
more beautiful to me now, than you have ever been before, Babygirl. You made me
a father. You gave me something that I could have never imagined could be any
more perfect. He came out of your body. You carried my son and I love you. I
don’t care what you look like, even though I feel like you’re being ridiculous
you look fucking amazing.”

“I love
you, Sebby.” She exclaimed, leaning over to kiss me. I felt her tongue in my
mouth and it didn’t take me long to take off her clothes, get her naked, and
wet.

I would
never get tired of making love to Julia. She did things to me that no other woman
could do...or so I thought.

I was
driving home from the airport on a Sunday afternoon. I had just gotten back
from a ‘business trip’ with a fairly new client. He was sort of shy and timid
and it was a nice change of pace. His wife had left him for her personal
trainer and his buddy had bought me for him. I had spent the last three days
with a very emotional man.

It was
endearing and slightly annoying, but I pulled through. I needed to take my mind
off of things, I wasn’t used to being around a man with so many feelings
before.

“Hey Kid.”
Devon spoke into the phone.

“Hi Doll,
whatcha doin’?”

“Not
much, just woke up, it was a long night last night.”

“Oh…are
you about to start gnawing your arm off, because you’re waking up to a coyote?”
I laughed.

“Ha-ha, you’re
so funny.”

“And
charming.” I stated.

“Ok
funny and charming, Ms. Telle, what do I owe the honor of this wonderful wakeup
call?”

“Let’s
do something. It’s a beautiful day outside, lets go to the beach.”

“Umm…yeah,
let me call Christine and let her know I’ll catch up with her later.”

Ugh,
Christine was Devon’s new girlfriend. She was a bitch, we hated each other.

“Tell
her I said hello.” I stated in a perky voice.

“She’ll
love that. Come pick me up in an hour.”

“You
bet.” I hung up and went right home to change into a bikini and grab a beach
bag. I decided to grab some water and sandwiches for us as well.

I picked
him up and he looked messy, Devon could work the messy look like no other. Once
we got to the beach it was packed. We picked a secluded spot near the water. We
relaxed and talked for about two hours before we decided to go cool off in the
ocean, after enjoying the refreshing dip we made our way back to our spot where
we ate lunch and talked some more. The afternoon sun was searing on my skin and
I wanted to take advantage of it by getting more of a tan.

I leaned
forward to untie my top which exposed my breasts, and saw Devon gawking at me.

“Seriously?
You’re a pig!”

“I’m a
man. It’s in our nature to look at beautiful women. You Ysabelle, are flawless,
I’m sure there is no need for me to tell you. You know that’s why Christine
hates you. She sees you as competition.” He joked.

“Christine
is a Miami whore.” I affirmed with a huge smile.

“She is
not. She’s actually a really likeable person if you would care enough to get to
know her. I think you guys might actually like each other if you gave
yourselves half the chance.”

“Mmm hmm,
I’ll get right on that.” I grinned, and he nudged my shoulder with his.

“What’s
new Kid? Any love life updates I need to know about? You breaking hearts?”

“Oh you
know me…I love them and leave them.” He chuckled shaking his head.

“So this
Christine bitch…you love her?”

“Hmm…I
don’t know if it’s love yet, it could be. I enjoy spending time with her and
I’m going to be thirty-seven soon, don’t really want to die alone.”

“Oh, I
get it you’re settling.” He laughed hard enough for his head to jeer back.

“Only
you would twist my words like that. What is it with you and love Kid? You’re
fucking jaded about it.”

“I’m not
jaded about shit, I just think it’s a waste of time and energy. There are much
more things in this life that don’t include love. If you really think about it,
it’s actually just a hormone release of a chemical kind of like a drug. What do
drugs eventually do, Devon? They wear off!”

“That’s
the biggest load of bullshit that I’ve ever heard. You have serious issues with
letting anyone in, even me and I’ve known you for five years. I take you as you
are. At first it bothered me, and then I accepted that it’s who you are. I
imagine it has to do something with your upbringing. I’ve never met one family
member of yours and you skipped town when you were sixteen that tells me
something. I’m not a fucking idiot, I can put two and two together.”

“So
how’s the bar doing?” I veered off trying to do anything to avoid having this
conversation.

He
looked at me and shook his head in disappointment.

“The bar
is great. Anything that includes alcohol will be successful on South Beach.”

“The
rich and the lonely.” I chucked.

“Are you
lonely?” He said raising an eyebrow at me.

“No.” I
reminded.

“No?” As
is calling my bluff, he was starting to piss me off.

“What
the fuck, Devon? What’s your problem?”

“I don’t
have a problem. It’s a simple question. Why can’t you answer it?”

“I did.”

“You
never answer anything, Kid. It’s actually quite annoying. I mean when are you
going to let me in? What the fuck do I have to do, huh? Give you a job, a place
to live, a friendship…oh wait? I’ve done all that!” He shouted.

“What?
Now I owe you something, for your kindness. You’re just like everybody else.
You know what? Fuck you!” I grabbed my bag hurrying to grab my things to leave.
He grabbed me by the back of my neck and moved me right to his chest. His arms
came around my frame and he buried his face in the side of my neck.

“I’m
sorry, I didn’t mean it. It’s just…damn, Ysabelle you’re the hardest person to
know. My approach was wrong, I admit that I shouldn’t have pushed you. You’re
important to me, I love you like my little sister. It’s frustrating that
there’s this person that I care so much about, and I know nothing about her. I
don’t even know what you’re doing now. I see the clothes, the car, and the
money…where the fuck is it coming from?”

I wanted
to tell him. It was one of the hardest things; to lie to the first person who
ever cared about me. I had made a pact with Madam and I was sworn to secrecy. As
much as I wanted to include him in my life and for him to know me, the real me
I wasn’t allowed to. I had to lie to the only man that I believed meant it,
when he said he loved me.

“You
know I just worry about you, don’t you. I’m afraid of what you’re doing.”

“I’m not
doing anything, Devon.”

“I’m
afraid you are. I don’t want to see you get into trouble.”

“I’m not
going to get into trouble.”

“I’m not
going to see your name in the paper for dealing drugs or some shit?”

I
laughed. “No Devon, I’m not dealing drugs. I’ve got to go it’s getting late,
lets pack up.”

“There
you go again.”

“What?”
I asked, with a frown.

“As soon
as the air gets a little thick and you’re cornered, you brush me off and run.”

I kissed
his cheek. “I’m not brushing you off or running. There’s nothing left to say.
We’re good. All is forgiven, let’s move on.”  I added.

“What if
I don’t want to move on? What if I’m not done having this conversation and I
want to continue.”

“Continue
to what exactly. I answered all your concerns. I’m not doing anything illegal.
There’s nothing for you to worry about. I can take care of myself.”

“I’m
perfectly aware that you can take care of yourself, Kid. No doubt in my mind. As
I can see this isn’t going anywhere. Just know that I’m here okay? I’m not
going anywhere. I don’t care what time it is, I don’t care what’s going on, I’m
fucking here. I will always be here, got it?”

“Entirely!
Do you want to go get dinner? You’re treating.” I winked, pointing to him.

We went
to dinner as if nothing had happened. Devon was too good to me and I didn’t
deserve him as much as I did. However, I wasn’t fucking stupid enough to let him
go either.

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Have you
ever had the sensation where someone was watching when you were sleeping? I
awoke with a gasp. It took me a minute for my eyes to register that my three
year old son, Christian was staring at me.

            “What’s
up Buddy?” I asked, in a groggy voice. He looked at me with a ‘duh dad’ face,
like I should already know.

            “I
had a bad dweam. A monster under my bed.” He replied.

            I
sighed. “Buddy…remember, we looked everywhere in your room before we put you to
bed. There weren’t any monsters, we even sprayed the monster spray to keep them
away.” Again he looked at me with the ‘I’m stupid face.’

            “Them
comed back. Monster sprays don’t wok”

            “Okay…let’s
go back in your room and make sure they’re gone, I’ll stay with you.”

            “NO!”
He shouted. He started crawling over me to move to the middle of our bed.           “I
sleep in your bed wif my mommy. Mommy say them is scared of you snores.”

            God,
what time was it? I looked over at my clock. It read 3:30 a.m. I know the
pediatrician told us that we needed to follow through on the new bed routine,
if we ever wanted to have our privacy back. I was too damn tired to take him
back to his room. Julia and I both had to be up in a few hours. I scooted over
to make room for him, thank God we had a king sized bed. Julia subconsciously
flipped over and put her arm around Christian. He immediately backed up to her.
Our child owned us.

            The
second time I awoke that morning was due to Christian’s leg kicking me in the
face. I opened my eyes and heard the shower starting. Julia must already have
been up. I looked over at Christian.

           
How
the hell, does he sleep like that?
He was in a pretzel position that almost
looked painful, completely passed out. I got up extra careful not to wake him,
I looked over at the clock, reading 6:05 a.m. I leaned over and turned off the
alarm.

            I
tip toed to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I striped out of my
boxers and quietly made my way into the shower. I came up behind my wife and
put my arms around her, she jumped.

            “Oh
my God Sebby…you scared me!” She scolded.

            “I’m
sorry Babygirl, someone misses you and he wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

            I
kissed my way down the back of her neck like I knew she loved, and rubbed my
hard dick into her back, not wanting a misunderstanding on what I was implying.
Having a three year old was proving to be challenging for our sex life.

            “Is
Christian still asleep?” She asked.

            “No,
I tied him to a chair and turned the TV on.” That got me an elbow jab to my
ribs.

            “Yes,
he’s still asleep, Babygirl.” I continued to kiss the back of her neck, as my
hands caressed her breasts. Her head leaned into my shoulder.

            “What
time is it?” She asked, in a raspy voice.

            “We
have enough time. I’ll be quick.” I replied.

            “Huh,
that’s not a very good introduction, Sebastian.” She laughed.

            “If
you really want to start comparing stamina Babygirl, you know I have you beat,
you’re the one pump chump in our marriage, not I.” That won me another elbow
jab to my ribs.

            “God
Babygirl, if you wanted it rough all you had to do was ask.” She laughed again
and I walked our way to one of the walls of our thermostatic jetted shower. I
grabbed her hips and positioned her to the jet that was leveled with her clit.

            “Oh
God, Baby…you’re going right for it, huh?” She asked. I twisted the knob on the
jet so that it released a little more power.

            “No…I’m
making you go right for it.” I said with a smile. Julia’s panting and moaning
only made my cock even harder. I bent her over slightly and put my hands on her
hips, positioning my cock at her entrance. I pushed the tip in and rocked it
back and forth. I knew I was teasing her, it’s a game we liked to play, well, I
liked to play, anyway.

            “Tell
me you want my cock in your pussy, Babygirl.” I loved it when I made Julia talk
dirty to me. It was such a turn on to hear dirty things come out of her mouth.

            “You
know I do, Sebby…please…”

            “That’s
not what I asked for…” I took my cock completely out again.

            “Jesus
Sebastian…please put your cock in my pussy. I’m close and I want to come with
you inside me.”

            I
pushed my cock forcefully in all the way, she cried out in ecstasy. She started
to ride my dick harder and more urgent. I could feel her walls constricting on
my cock, she was close to coming. We hadn’t had sex in almost a week and thank God
for the jets, because I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I could feel her
pussy pulsating on my cock, until she started gripping onto it like vacuum.

“Oh
fuck…yes Baby…just like that. Pulsate on my cock…keep pulsating on it like
that. I going to come with you.”