Epilogue
Six years later…
My eyes are glued to my wife’s naked body as she stands by the window, gazing out at the setting sun. Gentle jazz from her evening playlist hums softly in the background, but my attention is fully on her, as it always is.
I’ll never get over her beauty, her curves, her womanly lips that gave me my beautiful boy, who will be turning two this March.
We were only engaged for six months before I married her. I just couldn’t help myself. I had to have her. I had to put that golden band on her finger and let the whole world know that she was mine. And boy was she proud to wear it.
Beatrice fired me, of course, and I was fine with it. It actually opened up more business with me in the area. As it turns out, Beatrice isn’t exactly popular with her neighbors, and me working for her kind of deterred people from doing business with me. Once she was gone, the work just started to flow in.
With the extra cash, I was able to send Sky to art school like she’d been dreaming.
At first, she didn’t want to let me. She kept telling me to put the money into expanding my business, but I told her that investing in my wife and my family was much more important. And after about a week or so, she gave in. Four years later, she had her degree. I’d never been more proud. It was the day of her graduation that I got her pregnant with Billy.
She opened her own parlor with Misty and called it The Black Hamster after the time I told her she looked like a cute little hamster when she comes. I always think how funny it is how many people go in and out of that place every day and have no clue where the place got its name.
She even gave me my first–and only–tattoo: her initials on the skin between my thumb and forefinger. Then she and Misty coached me on tattooing mine on the same place on her hand, although I’m not ashamed to admit hers came out a whole lot better than mine did.
I expanded my business as the work kept growing. I’ve got two more trucks and six more guys working for me. I still go out on jobs, but less so now with little Billy to look after.
The business has expanded so much, in fact, that I managed to bring Skylar’s father on as a partner to help me manage things and take over many of my responsibilities while I fill more of my father and husband role. His new and improved salary has allowed him to move out of the trailer park and put a down payment on a house on this side of town.
It’s safe to say that basically everything in our lives is on the up and up right now and showing no signs of stopping.
“Are you coming to bed?” I ask my wife. “Or are you just trying to make me as horny as possible by standing there with no clothes on forever?”
Sky turns to me and smiles naughtily over her shoulder.
“Am I turning you on, Daddy?” she asks.
I reach down beneath the sheets and grip my cock, which is already swollen and thick.
“Always.”
She turns completely, exposing herself fully, giving me a view of her plump tits and freshly waxed pussy. She gained at least a cup size during her pregnancy, and while she may have lost the rest of the weight after giving birth, that extra breast size didn’t go anywhere. She’s even more stacked than she was when we met, and that’s saying something.
She knows I love watching her and slowly sways her hips as she drags her hands up her thighs, then up her waist to her chest.
God, the things she does to me.
“Come here,” I tell her.
“You want me to come there?” she asks, biting her lip at me, pretending like she’s oh so innocent. I nod, and she just continues to tease me.
“Why don’t you make me then, Daddy?”
I grin as my cock swells to full attention. We may be responsible adults, business owners, and good parents, but we’re also a couple of degenerates when it comes to our behavior in the bedroom.
I sit up and glare at her, putting on my disciplinarian face. I snap my fingers and point at the bed.
“Sky! Do not disobey me,” I snap, my voice stern and firm. “When your daddy tells you to do something, you do it! Now get over here!”
Sky’s eyes light up, and she tilts her head down and looks at me like I’ve just hypnotized her with my words.
“Yes, Daddy,” she replies, her voice sultry as she walks over to the bed, swaying her hips with every step. “I didn’t mean to disobey you.”
“Yeah, well that’s what you were doing,” I reply, snatching her by the waist and tossing her over my lap. From this angle, I can see her pretty pussy, framed by her ass and her inner thighs, looking just like a juicy peach, already dripping with her arousal. There’s no sexier view on Sky, and my cock is screaming to be inside her.
“And you know what happens when you disobey your daddy, don’t you, Sky?”
Before she can answer, I spank her hard on the left cheek, leaving a nice red mark on her skin. She whimpers and cries out, clutching my leg with both hands.
Behavior I never even knew I was into until I met Sky…and now look at me.
“Don’t you, Sky!?” I ask again, raising my voice.
I spank her again, this time on the other cheek.
“Yes, Daddy!” she cries out.
I hoist her easily into the air and toss her down on her back. Her legs spread open, begging for my cock to fill her already soaked and ready cunt that has my mouth watering like the animal I am.
I nearly rip my boxers to shreds getting them off as I mount her.
I watch the tremor of her body as I enter her. It’s always there. No matter how many times my wife takes my cock, she’ll never get used to its thickness, just like I’ll never get used to how tight and incredible she feels. We’re a perfect match for each other.
Her scent fills my lungs as I inhale a deep breath, moving my lips across her breasts, gently sucking each nipple then kissing my way up her neck until I find her lips.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she whimpers as I thrust harder, faster, deeper. “Just like that. Fuck your naughty little girl.”
“Are you a naughty little girl for Daddy?” I ask. She nods and bucks her hips back against me as her pussy clenches down on my cock, contracting as the pleasure rolls through her. “You like Daddy’s big dick?”
“So much,” she moans. “So, so much…”
My fingers thread through her hair as I pull her closer to me, swaddling her so our bodies press together firmly as I rut deeper inside her, the crown of my cock impacting her cervix with every single thrust.
She throws her arms around me and holds on for dear life. I know her climax is coming. I can read her movements, her body language. I can hear it in her breaths. I can see it on her face.
“Come for Daddy,” I whisper into her mouth, feeling the heat from her breath against my lips. “And I’ll give you my cum.”
“You will?”
“If you’ll be a good girl for Daddy and come,” I reply. “Can you do that?”
She nods vigorously, right on the edge. “Y-yes, Daddy. I can!”
Sky’s legs clamp around my waist as her orgasm takes her. It’s always the expression of her climax that gets me off, and this time is no different.
The sound of her moan and the feeling of her juicy cunt clamping down on my shaft causes me to go off. My cock explodes, firing off shot after shot of my hot, sticky seed into her hole, coating her walls.
It’s a lot. I can feel it already dripping out of her and onto the bedsheets. Guess I should have had a towel, but who really cares?
We ride the blissful high together until finally I hear the change in her breath and feel her muscles start to relax. I slowly slide out of her, and we roll onto our sides. I brush the hair from her face and stare at her–the most beautiful woman in the world, who I am so lucky to have in my bed, wearing the rings I gave her.
Sky, the mother of my child. My wife.
“I love you so damn much,” I say. “You know that?”
Just thinking back to that first day at Beatrice’s and our first chance encounter, it’s hard to believe how far we’ve come since then.
She smiles and slowly nods. “I do know that. And I love you. Do you know that?”
I nod and chuckle. “I sure do, angel.”
I lean in and cover her lips with mine, pressing my love into her mouth with a deep kiss.
“What do you think, angel? Should we have another baby?” Sky looks up at me, a mischievous look in her eyes.
“What?” I ask. “What does that look mean?”
“Well, it’s funny you should ask that, Daddy. Because I really think you and I are on the same wavelength.”
“Oh? You’ve been thinking the same thing?”
Sky nods and runs her hand across my stomach, tracing the lines of my pecs.
“Not just thinking it,” she says slowly. “I’ve actually been being a bit of a naughty girl, Daddy.”
Confused, I cock my head to the side. “What–what does that mean?”
“Well…I stopped taking my birth control seven weeks ago, Daddy,” Sky says with an impish little smile. “And I’m pregnant.”
My heart leaps, and my jaw drops.
I give her a playful bop on the nose, followed up by a kiss.
“That is naughty! But you read my mind, didn’t you?”
Sky playfully shrugs and giggles. “You know I always know what my daddy wants.”
I lean in and kiss her again. “And that’s why I love you.”
And eight months later, we brought a baby girl into our family.
The End!