Chapter 73
Birthday Party and more Staring
Chloe rushed into the bedroom, way too early, crying, “It’s my birthday!” as she jumped upon us. We all pulled the sheet over our heads, ignoring her. She tried to pull the sheet away, but we wouldn’t let go, all of us laughing. Well, everyone but Chloe, as I poked my head over the parapet. Chloe smiled and cried, “I’m having a party today,” she squealed.
“Not if you keep this up, young lady,” Chrissie giggled, and hugged her.
“Are you making breakfast, daddy?” she said.
Fuck. That word. There was so much to live up to in that simple word.
“Later? I’m taking David to football practice soon. Two options, Little One. I can make us all a scrummy breakfast when I get back, or…you can meet us at McGilly’s when we’re through, and we’ll let them make breakfast for us, okay? Which one? It’s your birthday, so you choose!” I smiled.
“McGilly’s!” she cried happily.
“So…you don’t like my breakfasts? Hmm?” I teased.
“Yeah, but…” she began to say, as I grabbed her, and hugged her.
I slipped from the bed to get ready, and Chloe took my warm spot.
I peed and shaved, and kissed them all, saying I would call when the practice was over. “See you later, Little One, and happy birthday!” I smiled.
“See you later, daddy,” she smiled.
David had another excellent session. He was improving every week. I talked to his coach between his pushing the kids, and asked if he was any good. He was impressed with his progress, and thought he had a natural talent that could be brought out with hard work.
We met the girls at McGilly’s, and had a splendid feast. We headed back to the house to start putting up decorations, and blowing up balloons. I asked Emily to come to the bedroom with me.
“Are we okay, darling? I mean, after last night, are you still…?” I asked.
She wrapped her hands around my head, and kissed me.
“Of course, I am, Tom. I was just, well, taken aback. I’ve never seen anything like that before. It just looked so…primal, if that’s the right word?” she said.
“Yeah. It can come across that way. I guess it is, Emily. It’s just something that Chrissie likes, though. It can come across as a power thing, which I guess it is, but she does like it! Go figure, eh?” I chuckled, and then she swatted me.
“We’re fine, okay? You guys shocked me, is all! I was concerned that, perhaps, she didn’t like it and that you…” she started to say.”Tom, I have never doubted your love for her. It was me, okay? I’ll choose my words carefully next time, understand? I’m sorry,” she cried.
“Never doubt that, Emily,” I sighed. “I would never do anything to hurt either one of you, understand?” I exclaimed.
“I know, Tom. I was wrong. I didn’t put it across the way I meant to, all right? I know who you are, Tom. Why do you think I’m here? Hmm? I was just…shocked, that’s all. I’m sorry, darling. I am,” she said, tears now streaming down her face. “I guess I just love you both too much. I…I do trust you, darling. We both do,” she sighed.
She took the two steps toward me, and wrapped her arms around my neck. Chrissie hugged us both, and said, “I’ll leave the two of you alone for a while, all right?” she sighed, and closed the door behind her, leaving just Emily and me.
“Never doubt me, Emily,” I sighed, and wiped the tears from her cheeks. “You two are everything to me, understand?”
“I do, Tom. I really do,” she sighed, and we kissed deeply.
Her warmth flooded through me, invigorating me again.
“I fucking love you, woman,” I smiled.
“As I fucking you, you beautiful man,” she smiled back. “We good?”
“Always, darling. This is exactly why we have to always talk. Terrible example when it involves me, but…” I laughed.
We held hands and went back to the front room. Chrissie smiled, and hugged us both. Emily finished her chocolate cake, Chloe’s favourite, and began piping my message on the zucchini and lime cake. ‘Happy Birthday, Little One’, she wrote fancily. I loved it. I wrapped my arms around her waist, held her tight, and whispered, “It looks beautiful, darling.” Emily turned her face to me, and we tenderly kissed.
Emily‘s POV
Tom and I Connect
What a morning! Talk about highs and lows! I had, so inadvertently hurt Tom. My words were ill-chosen, and I paid the price for that. After my heartfelt apology, I had hoped that everything was well between us. We have come so far in these last few months. I’d be devastated if I was the cause of any hurt or worse. After all, I had been through, I finally had a voice! I seem to be in love with two people who love me for who I am! How often does THAT happen? Sure, I have that elusive voice at work. Chrissie saw to that. Home, though, was so different. I’ve always been in love with strong men, but I realised that their strength wasn’t everything. There was always that ‘something’ that was missing in my life, and in my heart, if truth be told. And by ‘something’, I mean being cared for, thought of, even listened to. Tom filled that elusive void, and here I was, upsetting him with my stupid words. God, woman, get it together!
I pulled myself together, as this was Chloe’s day. I stared at Tom often, and he always sweetly smiled back. [I think he forgives me, I thought.] I mixed a jug of my yet-to-be-famous pomegranate sangrias, hoping all the mothers would enjoy a little diversion. Chrissie helped me finish off the prep on the little finger food, both kids and adults. [I had better get used to this, I thought!] As always, I had made too much food, but this was a special day. Tom and David were doing God-knows-what, but at least they were nearby if we needed them.
Tom came into the kitchen a bit too late, but at least he made the effort! He wrapped his strong arms around my waist, and pulled my back to him. I actually swooned! Embarrassing, or what? I felt his breath on my neck as he gently kissed me on ‘that’ spot, the one that always made me shiver. For all the good he once was, David never came close to finding it. I felt his hand trail down my stomach, as he cupped my pussy with his firm digits. I pushed my ass back onto his cock, knowing it would be hard…because of me!
“Ohhh, Tom. That’s just what I need, darling man,” I sighed softly.
His kiss turned into a tiny bite. Fuck! If we weren’t having a birthday party, I would have dragged him to the bedroom and ravished him. Or him, me! I turned my head and whispered, “I’m so wet, Tom,” I breathed into his ear. I heard him quietly murmur, “Fuck,” as he pulled away from me, spanking my ass before he turned, and walked out. I could only smile. My mission for the rest of the day was to tease him. Period.
Chloe’s friends gradually arrived, the house filling with shrieks and laughter. I couldn’t wait to be a mother.