I was going to spank my wife’s ass the moment she recovered. Two sons. We had two sons. I was fucking giddy. I learned of this surprise when she delivered the first boy, then howled in pain. I realized there was another one coming out a second later. I started going off on the doctor for not knowing there were two in there, but then Alexandria in all her pain smiled, and I knew she fucking knew.
It was after the babies were asleep and we had a moment alone that I asked her why. “Why would you keep this from me?”
“I told you there were consequences for keeping secrets from me.” She smiled with an arched brow.
“Alexandria, I am never keeping anything from you again. You play rough,” I whispered. “Next time I am not missing a single doctor’s appointment,” I said as I kissed her forehead.
From that time on, I didn’t miss one appointment. Six kids later, and not once did she pull that shit on me again, but then again, I learned never to keep anything from her. Yet, she didn’t learn not to push me away. Then again, she loved the consequences of doing so. In fact, I was sure that was how we got three of our six kids. And tonight might make four out of seven. She really loved her punishments.