Conquering Alexandria(37)

I was on the phone with my father, and he was making a full recovery. So far, the treatments had worked since his cancer was in remission. I was so happy that he would be around to see his grandchild and hopefully grandchildren. I’d just hung up the phone and went to the kitchen to get a drink when I heard Max yell out for his son and something crash to the floor. I walked into the room and realized he was having a nightmare. It was definitely a first in our relationship. I didn’t expect him to dream of me betraying him. Poor guy, though I did enjoy letting him show me who I belonged to.

It had been two days since my husband’s bad dream, and he had shown me his dream had haunted him and hadn’t left my side since he got home from work. It had been complete bliss, not that our relationship has been bad before, but he worked a lot. He was at work right now closing the deal to make it easier for him to spend time at home. We still had a few weeks until our baby boy was due.

It happened to be my love’s thirtieth birthday, and everyone was meeting us at Max’s favorite restaurant. I waited at the house for him to escort me, and he did not disappoint.

“Alexandria, you don’t have to take me to dinner for my birthday.”

“Hey, mister, I am hungry and I have waited hours to eat. You are taking me,” I growled. I was lying. I think I ate enough for three already today, but it seemed this baby had an appetite like his daddy.

“I am sorry, babe. Give me thirty minutes to shower and change.” He kissed me hard and rubbed his hard cock against me before going into the bedroom, and I knew why he didn’t want to go to dinner.

I followed him about five minutes later after texting Christine that we would be a few minutes behind schedule. “Max, I said I was hungry,” I said suggestively as I eyed his hard cock that he was stroking in the shower. I stripped down and entered the stall.

“Then by all means, wife, on your knees now. I promise it will be very filling.” I licked my lips as he helped me down, which only excited him more. “Damn, baby, I missed you today.”

I swallowed his cock, and all conversation ended. He gripped my hair as he controlled how deep he went in. I looked up at my handsome husband, making eye contact which drove him over the edge. He started pumping harder as his come jetted down my throat. I pulled off, and he lifted me up.

“I am still hungry. Let’s go,” I said as I hurried out of his arms and dried off, leaving my husband stunned at my quick movements. “We have reservations, babe. I don’t want to be late.”

“I’m coming,” he said, full of innuendo.

“Again?” I said, giving him a wink and scurrying to fix my hair again.

“We are taking dessert to go,” he whispered in my ear as we got on the elevator.

“Yes we are.” I smiled at him, getting wet just thinking about what he was going to do to me when we got home.

We walked into the restaurant that I booked for just us, and everyone shouted, “Surprise!!!”

He turned to me with a smile and a kiss before being bombarded by all his friends and family. I watched with joy as Kara and Christine joined me.

“So have you told him that there is more than one son in there?” Kara said sneakily.

“No, I haven’t. He likes to keep secrets from me. Let’s see how my handsome man handles the surprise.”

“Ha! You better be careful with the surprises. He’s getting old now,” Patricia said as she walked up. Almost everyone knew I was having twins. I had left all the second baby’s things at Will and Christine’s. That is what he gets. I had found that my dad’s treatment wasn’t covered by his insurance and that Max had paid for it. I loved him for it, but we had discussed keeping secrets, even good ones. I had been planning on telling him about the other baby, but when I found the paid invoice for my father's treatment in his pants pocket, I changed my mind. I confronted him about the bill.

“What? I haven’t kept anything from you.”

“No? How about the fact that you have been paying for my father’s medical bills.” I showed him the invoice I found.

“Oops. I didn’t want anyone to know about that. Your father is very stubborn and has been trying to pay me back. I didn’t want him to feel bad if he found out that you knew.”

“Are you crazy?! He wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t.” I hugged him tight.

“So you aren’t mad?” I was frustrated, but I wasn’t mad.

“No, but there are consequences for ‘forgetting’ to mention this to me.”

“What consequences?”

“Give it time. I will think of something.” I felt evil, but loved it.