Chapter125

It was a nice summer day, the breeze was fine and so was this shady spot we found. The sun was up ahead blazing like it was nobody's business.

My pups Raven and Rafe? Well they were five now. At least they looked five but they were just three. the last one Miranda was catching up in age to her siblings. Bella had always said that it was a boy turns out she switched genders before she was born.

We were out having a picnic in the garden of our house here in San Francisco. Yes we bought a house out here. It was near the water so it was exciting for the kids. As a father, I liked spoiling the little things because it made them happy and seeing them happy made me happy. Just a chain reaction.

So Bella has been going to culinary school and the dishes present here were all her work. I was a blessed man. I fund myself a woman who could cook and clean after me. how was I not supposed to be madly in love with her. sure she was a beautiful woman, everyone knew this. But it was her soul that I was in love with. She felt like just the right werewolf for me.

And those kids playing over there? That was our work. The little people they were becoming. Any man could be proud of himself like I am.

We went through unfortunate times while together but that's what made us stronger.

She was busy at he picnic table plating food for the little ones that she didn't notice me come up behind her. wrapping my arms about her, I bring her close to my chest. I inhale her hair deeply, "Mmm, you smell so nice" I tell her wile licking her throat.

She wiggles her behind teasing the stiff boner I have now. "Oh, you naughty little girl" I say biting her ear lobe. She knows what she did wrong, she likes being naughty like that. Then without warning she leaves. She leaves my boner to shrivel up in the cold. But that was the thing, it wasn't cold.

It was blazing hot and my wife wanted to embarrass me in front of my own kids. Touché.

This is why I liked my marriage so much. We never got boring. That passion that is always sizzling between us? Is was still sizzling. And I bet you it was going to keep on sizzling till the end of time.

I look down to my zipper and to where the kids were, I had a chance of readjusting myself before they saw. You wouldn't want to have to answer such questions especially Miranda. Imagine answering a "Daddy what's that" question from an almost three year old child pointing at your boner. Yikes.

Knowing Miranda, she would like to touch it. I know, it didn't sound okay said like that but it's the logic. She was such a character.

Talking about characters, I look where the twins were. These little ones blew our minds. When Bella was pregnant with them, she had visited an old midwife who had told her son was restless. She said the son had inherited this curse of mine that seems to pass on from family line to family line.

After they were born, his somber attitude just automatically told us it was true and he was the one. But it wasn't so. It was Raven who had the black temper. It was hard to believe because she was always smiling and cheerful.

When something inconvenienced her, she would fly into this wild uncontrollable rage that made her hurt herself sometimes. It was Rafe who controlled her. he would swiftly stroll by and hold her hand, immediately she would just cool and in no time she was back to smiling. What a force of energy these two. Bella even referred to them as yin and yang. The good in the bad and the bad in the good.

I adjust myself and look in the direction of my wife. She was just trying to make Raven eat her fruits she didn't like them at all. She called them vegies. It was cute because she had a few missing teeth in her front roll so the s at the end would have a th sound at the end. The perfectionist in Rafe would always correct her. but it seemed it didn't matter at all to him. He just liked being snobby.

I catch my wife's attention then she bends over only in the way I could. She had gotten used it that she didn't need balance to do it.

It was a just a simple doggy position but only that she was on her toes. This had to be because of my massive height and her small one. If she was on ground level with my feet then she most definitely had to be on her toes. She made it look so easy that it wasn't inappropriate. It was meant to provoke me and boy did it.

My cock stirs again at the image of my wife bent over and on her toes. My cock would align perfect if I went behind her now. Exactly what I needed to do. But first, a notice of her naughty behavior going unpunished was due.

I get behind her and, Smack! I slap one cheek with the palm of my hand. I hold her so she doesn't lose balance, she yelps as she springs up hitting my chest with a thud.

"What was that for." She whispers. Little devil, she knows. She just wants me to tell it to her. No, what was the fun in that? None. I was going to keep her like that. She knew there was more to come, a red cheek and a watery opening. My personal favorite.

With such promises made, I stroll away.