Epilogue
It would have been nice if someone shared with the Chos how easy it was to conceive right after giving birth. Eleven months after the birth of their first son Joah, they welcomed a little girl, Lydia. Then a year later Allie came along. Hannah didn’t dwell on the whys; she just accepted her blessings. Yes, she considered having three children under the age of six a total blessing.
The children were spending time with their grandparents while Hannah and Samuel were out doing some errands. She was on the hunt for new shoes. She was trying on a sensible pair of pumps, which she felt was suitable for Sunday morning services. A pair of six-inch heels caught her eye. Before Samuel came into her life, she wouldn’t have even considered it.
The salesperson came over with those pair of heels in her size. “Oh, I didn’t ask for them.” She smiled at the young woman.
“The gentleman asked me to bring them over for you.” The salesperson pointed to the other side of the store.
Hannah looked over at Samuel, who was there buying shoes as well. His eyes were trained on her. She smiled. “Try them.” He mouthed. There were few occasions when she wore silver shoes. As she admired the shoes, she imagined how great her legs would look in them. She looked up and her husband was still looking at her. “Try them.” He prompted again. When he abandoned his shoes and walked over, she slipped her feet in the shoe. By the time her husband reached her, she was walking up the aisle, modelling them. Looking in the mirror, she found she was correct. Her legs looked toned, thick, and sexy. Her butt looked even better, too.
Samuel walked up behind her and circled her waist. “Get those.” He spoke directly into her ear. While she didn’t shy away from his touch, Hannah debated the purchase. Her practical side didn’t see the point.
“Don’t overthink it, Jagiya. We’re getting them.”
“I don’t have a place to wear them.”
“You know you can just wear them at home. For me.”
“Okay.” She nodded. That idea appealed to Hannah. She’d learned to embrace her sexuality during the time they had been married.
“Can you buy the pumps and the heels?” Hannah asked as she sat and slipped out of the heels. “I’m going to meet you at the van. I have to pick something up.” Samuel didn’t ask any questions, although he quirked an eyebrow at her. She just smiled at him as she walked off to do her errand.
Her parents called and told them they were keeping their grands for the night. Hannah had never been so grateful that they exerted their grandparental rights.
The couple picked up dinner on the way home. They loved being parents, but they cherished their time alone. Where they could have dinner in front of the fireplace. It reminded Hannah of the early days in the cabin when they had just gotten married. They sipped wine. After they finished eating, they returned to the fireplace. Samuel drew her into his arms and slipped his hand between her thighs as he nuzzled her neck. He frowned when she pushed away his hands.
“Meet me in the bedroom in thirty minutes.” She told him, as she took off up the stairs.
When Samuel opened the door exactly thirty minutes later, the sight of Hannah’s legs greeted him. She was lying on their bed with her crossed legs lifted straight up, and she was wearing those heels. The door was quickly shut behind him. He strode to the bed and stopped at the foot. Hannah moved to toe off the heels. “Stop.” He ordered as he whipped the shirt over his head. “Spread for me.” He instructed as he loosened his buckle.
Hannah slowly followed his instructions. She uncrossed her legs. “Come on Jagiya.”
“Aren’t we impatient?” she teased.
“Very.” The heat of his gaze almost made her squirm.
It wasn’t like she wasn’t eager herself. This was the first time she’d ever done anything like this, and the excitement had her wet. She spread her legs, giving him a view of her black lace crotchless panties. Her husband growled at the sight of her parted legs. Her core clenched at the sound. She watched her husband through parted legs, and he stripped out of his pants and boxers in one fluid move. By the time he settled between her thighs, her legs had begun to shake slightly.
“Relax, Jagiya, I got you,” were the last words she heard before her husband devoured her like it was the first time.
The End