Glancing over my family and friends, I had to nod in agreement. “Not too bad at all.”
“Anything on the horizon?”
“No. Cindy and I are blissfully happy in our home with our kids. Greg’s happily married with his family. Natalie loves living with her father while she attends university. All our friends are happy and healthy. Things will change, we’re all getting a little older, particularly our parents.”
After eating, the kids quickly returned to the pool while couples either joined them, sat on the edge, dangling their legs in the water, or they’d find a seat in the shade or inside. Taking one of the comfortable chairs under the large umbrella, Cindy sat on my lap, looping her arms around me as she rested her head against my shoulder.
“This is what I always dreamed about,” she whispered, “My husband, our children. Family and friends around us. Everyone happy to be here and with each other. Nothing but love in the air otherwise.” Kissing my cheek, she whispered into my ear, “As soon as the kids are asleep tonight…”
“Does my wife need some attention from her husband?”
“God yes,” she replied.
“Okay. Once the kids are asleep.”
It was a fun afternoon, eventually joining the kids in the pool, Natalie spending a lot of time around her father, being as affectionate as ever. Emma copied her sister, wanting daddy to carefully thrown her around the pool, landing with a squeal before demanding I do it again. As the warmth faded and the sun slowly started to set, people started to make their way home. Friends and loved ones exchanged plenty of hugs, Alexa teasing me as always when she hugged me, joking that we could run away together if I gave the word, quickly adding that Cindy would be invited.
I was the last to leave with my family, Stephanie, Jane and Laura seeing us off at the front door. Hugging them both, I gave our daughter plenty of hugs and kisses before I hugged my sister-in-law and then my sister. “Stephanie is talking about another child, one we can raise together from the moment she or he is born,” she told me quietly, “Might need another discussion with Cindy.”
“You know she’ll do anything for her sister. We’ll talk about it when it’s time.”
Arriving home a little later, the two youngest were already asleep, carrying them into our house and their rooms. Trying to put two small children into their pyjamas while they’re asleep always leads to muffled laughter, my son not waking up for a second, but Emma did wake up enough to demand hugs and kisses from Mummy and Daddy.
“Love you, Mummy,” she whispered, “Love you, Daddy.”
“We love you, sweetie,” Cindy replied, “Sweet dreams.”
Natalie wasn’t ready for bed and old enough to drink. Cindy opened a bottle of wine, sitting next to our oldest daughter on the couch, sitting myself to the other side of my daughter as she cuddled into me. Cindy smiled at me, leaning against Natalie, much to her amusement.
“I love living here with you,” Natalie said softly, “I miss Mum and Caroline though I had to live with you for a little while before finally going out on my own.”
“I know she misses you too, munchkin, but she understands why at the same time. We do live much closer to your university, and considering you don’t drive, it’s just better for you.”
Natalie enjoyed a couple of glasses of wine before heading to bed. She might have been eighteen but still wanted daddy to say goodnight to her. Waiting until she was changed and in bed, she giggled as I sat next to her as she sat up to hug me. Cindy sat down and hugged her too.
“I didn’t want you to grow up,” Cindy whispered, “But you’re a beautiful young woman, Natalie. I love you.”
“I love you, Cindy.” Hugging her again, she added, “And I love you, Daddy.”
“See you in the morning, munchkin.”
Closing her door, Cindy took me by the hand, leading us to the master bedroom. Shutting the door behind me, we’d stopped locking it as kids had nightmares and other issues during the night. It meant we had to keep underwear on but didn’t put a stop to our love life.
My wife and I made love for at least an hour, slow, soft and tender, enjoying the sounds she made when going down on me, the adorable noises she made when I returned the favour, and the gasp that escaped her when I slowly sank my cock inside her.
“Fuck me,” she whimpered.
Those were the only words she said until she was ready to cum, the whimpers she made increasing in volume, her moans and groans also getting louder the closer she got to orgasm.
“Cum in me,” she moaned, “I’m gonna cum too, baby.”
“I’m close,” I warned her.
She came hard all over herself before I growled, kissing her to cover the noise I made when I came, feeling her fingers press into my back as her legs wrapped around me. I kept pumping until long after I’d emptied myself, my cock only softening a little later and I finally pulled out.
“Been waiting for that all day,” she whispered before we shared a soft kiss, “Can’t remember the last day we didn’t make love at least once.”
“Got to keep my wife content and satisfied.”
“You do more than that, handsome.”
After a quick shower in our en-suite shower, we returned to bed, putting on underwear, Cindy not wearing a bra but wearing one of my t-shirts and panties. Cuddling into me as always, wrapping an arm around her in return, we lay in silence for a while, not needing to fill the silence as I just savoured these quiet moments with my wife.
“I loved today,” she finally said, keeping her voice light, “All our friends and family. But it’s these moments that I love the most. In the arms of the man I love, knowing our children are safe and sound in their beds, knowing that we love them to bits and our lives are as devoted to them as we are still devoted to each other.” I heard her sniffle before adding, “You gave me everything I wanted, Mark.”
“It’s been one hell of a journey so far. The best day of my life was meeting you, Cindy. Each day since then that I’ve shared with you has been a little bit better, every single time.”
I felt hot tears fall on my shoulder, turning to give my loving wife a soft kiss, turning onto my side to hold her tight against me. “Thank you, baby. You always know what to do.”
“You’re my wife, the love of my life, the one I will grow old and grey with.”
Resting her head against my chest, she sighed. “Grey or balding, I really don’t mind. You’ll always be handsome in my eyes.”
“As much as I’ll always find you beautiful.”
Lifting her eyes to mine, she smiled before kissing me. “You tired?”
“We have two little children. I’m always tired though not of you, sweetheart.”
Giggling, she gave me a gentle push. “You’re so bad sometimes.”
“I just love making you smile or laugh.”
Cuddling into me again, I felt her sigh and get comfortable. We fell into relaxed silence again before she whispered, “I love you, Mark.”
“I love you, Cindy.”
“Same thing tomorrow? Bright and early, fun filled day with our kids?”
“I can’t wait.”
“Me too. Goodnight. Hopefully we won’t be woken too early.”
“Goodnight, sweetheart. Natalie will look after them for us like always.”
“Hmmm… Maybe some morning nookie?”
“I don’t think they’ll understand what a sock on the doorknob would mean.”
She broke out into giggles again. “Probably not. If not in the morning, tomorrow night again. Got to keep the streak going.”
“Definitely.”
She was asleep before I was, constantly moving so as much of her body was pressing against mine. Stroking her back, I kissed her cheek before whispering again how much I loved her, before I allowed myself to finally fall asleep too.