Epilogue
“Good morning, Principal Lancaster.”
Genesis looked up from the papers on his desk and licked his lips when his eyes landed on me. He dropped the pen in his hand onto the desk and stood. His eyes traveled the length of my body as he slowly walked toward me.
When he got close, I had to lift my head to look into his eyes.
“Were you misbehaving, Mrs. Lancaster?” He trailed a finger down the center of my chest.
I woke up to an empty bed and decided to spice things up a little.
“A little.”
Genesis gripped my chin and kissed my lips.
“Well, you know what happens when you are sent to be disciplined, right?”
I nodded. Heat soared through my body at the thought of feeling Genesis inside of me. Life had been busy for us, so we hadn’t had much time for other things.
“Go over to the desk and bend that ass over,” he demanded with a smack to my ass.
I wore a schoolgirl skirt with a button-down shirt, and I didn’t have on anything underneath.
I walked over to his desk and leaned over it, so my ass was in the air. I watched Genesis from over my shoulder as he walked toward me, stroking his dick.
When he reached me, he lifted my skirt and rubbed my ass cheeks.
“We don’t have that much time, so I’m going to need your full cooperation. Do you understand me, Mrs. Lancaster?” he asked as he ran a finger down my middle.
“Yes, sir.”
Five years had passed since the night we met at that restaurant, and even though we’d had our ups and downs, I wouldn’t trade my life for anything.
We’d gotten married a year after he proposed, right on the beach at the Bishop Sunrise Hotel.
It was a small, intimate ceremony with our friends and family.
Afterward, we spent a week in the Maldives, eating, exploring, and having sex.
My birth control had to work double-time that week because we had nothing but time on our hands.
“Put your hands behind your back.”
I did what he said and clasped my hands behind me.
“I like it when you listen,” Genesis whispered in my ear. He grabbed my wrists, and at the same time, he pushed my legs open with his other hand.
A second later, I felt him push inside of me.
“Mm.” I moaned on contact.
“You can’t be too loud, or you’ll wake up my kids.” His dick slid back and forth.
Around the time Paris turned two, we revisited the conversation of children, and we agreed on one more. I stopped my birth control the same night, and a few months later, we got pregnant with our son, Genesis Junior, who we called G2.
We’d both accomplished what we wanted in our careers, and our children were good. I was happy that he decided he wanted another one, and he got to experience everything with me. We did agree that G2 would be our last one.
“You know I love you, right?” Genesis asked as he applied pressure on my clit.
“Yes, and I love you.”
“Are you going to cum on my dick when I tell you to?”
I loved how Genesis and I took turns controlling our sexual encounters.
“Yes.” I moaned as my back arched. “I want you to cum with me.”
Genesis leaned forward, which pushed his dick even further inside of me.
“You know I don’t have a problem giving you whatever you want.” He placed soft kisses on my back as he pumped harder.
“Genesis,” I whispered when my orgasm hit me hard.
“Shit, London.” Genesis’s pace picked up, and a few pumps later, we came at the same time since another orgasm had hit me.
Genesis leaned his body on me for a minute, until he pulled out of me.
“You know them kids going to be up soon,” Genesis said as he grabbed my hand and led me out of his office.
“I know. We better hurry up and shower before they do. You know your son is going to be the first one up.”
G2 was two years old and got up way too early for me sometimes. I’d just weaned him off breastmilk, and that was a struggle. It was a lot harder than it was for Paris.
We discovered that Genesis had a slight fetish for breastmilk. It was weird at first, but it wasn’t like he drank a lot of it. It was more so a few drops during the times we had sex. Nobody knew about that though. I looked it up online and saw that there were a lot of people into that.
After Genesis and I showered, we got dressed and headed downstairs so we could fix breakfast for the kids.
Having two children and careers, we had to find different ways to have intimacy. One thing we liked to do together was cooking. He still played basketball with his friends, and I took up kickboxing again. Sometimes he and I played basketball in our backyard.
After we got engaged, we purchased a four-bedroom house on a nice plot of land. We were able to have a small basketball court installed because Genesis was determined to teach G2 how to play.
“Daddy!”
“Welp, there’s your son,” I said to Genesis after hearing G2 scream his name.
Paris would get up and play by herself, or she would come find one of us. That boy would scream for his father as soon as he woke up.
“Don’t do my boy like that.” Genesis kissed my cheek, then went upstairs to get his son, as I continued making the chocolate chip pancakes the kids loved.
A few minutes later, Genesis returned with both kids in tow.
“Hi, Mommy,” Paris said as she came to hug me around my legs.
“Hey, baby.” I leaned down and kissed the top of her head.
She walked out of the kitchen, probably to put cartoons on in the living room.
“London!” G2 shouted as he and his father walked toward me.
“What I tell you about that?” Genesis gently scolded him.
“Sawwy, Mommy.”
Our kids were young, so we lightly disciplined them when they did something wrong. Paris was a lot quieter than her brother, and since she was a little older, she understood more.
Genesis Jr. was still learning things. I knew his apology didn’t hold any merit because, at some point, he would do it again.
He heard everyone else calling me London, so he thought he was supposed to.
Being the older sister, Paris tried to correct him, and sometimes he listened, and other times he didn’t.
“Thank you, baby.” I kissed my son’s head, then tickled his stomach.
He wiggled out of his father’s arms and ran into the living room with his sister.
It didn’t take long to hear him jumping off the couch.
Once we discovered he liked to jump off damn near everything, we rearranged the living room, so when he jumped off something, he usually landed in a pile of pillows.
Our house wasn’t as organized as I would have liked it to be, but my kids’ safety was more important.
“What are we doing today?” Genesis asked as he flipped the bacon.
“I don’t know. Maybe we can go to the zoo.”
It was a nice day out, and we needed to find something to tire the kids out.
The closest zoo was about an hour away, but it was worth the drive.
They had a lot of animals, and they had play areas for the kids and multiple hands-on exhibits.
We took Paris once, and she loved it, so hopefully her brother liked it as well.
As long as he could run and jump on something, he would be fine.
Genesis came behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. His head rested on my chin while I plated everyone’s food.
“That sounds good.” He kissed the spot under my ear. “Can you believe we are married with two children?” he asked, then stepped back.
“I never would have thought it was possible,” I told him honestly.
Nothing about the night we met was supposed to go the way it did. A one-night stand wasn’t on my bingo card, but it happened, and I was blessed with a man who loved me and our children unconditionally.
“Who you telling? And to think that me, who never wanted kids, now has two.” He shook his head. “Crazy shit.”
“Best decision ever,” I said, then called the kids so they could eat.
Both of my children came running into the kitchen. Genesis helped them get situated, then placed their plates in front of them.
“It was the best decision. I can never thank Hannah enough for setting us up on that blind date,” Genesis said once he sat down.
“Shout out to my bestie.” I winked at him.
I looked around at my small family and felt nothing but gratitude and fulfillment.
Life was as perfect as it could be. I never would have guessed that in just one night, I would have all of this.
Fin