The kids start making gross out, gagging sounds, but I could care less. This is my girl. She’s always been my girl, and will always be my girl. I hope that before I die, her gorgeous lavender eyes are the last thing that I see. Then I’d die a happy man.
She breaks our kiss, and gives me a reassuring rub on my arm. Staring into my eyes, she says, “It’s going to be okay, Colin. Quit stressing. In two days, we leave for the festivities in Ohio. I want you to enjoy this huge honor. You deserve it, sweetheart.”
I flash her my panty-dropping half-smile. “No worries, Professor McKinney. I love you to infinity.”
She reaches up and touches her necklace and smiles. “Infinity.”
I watch her walk into her building on Texas A&M’s campus where she’s a Biomedical Engineering Professor. She only teaches one class, because she’s pioneering research on how to better construct the rods used to stabilize bones after compound fractures. I have no idea how she got interested in it.
Does she love her job as much as she did practicing medicine? No, but she often reassures me that it’s very fulfilling, and she adores working with her students.
She’s wearing a lavender dress today. I choose to believe that she picked it out on purpose. Charlie complains about the last five pounds of baby weight that she needs to lose, but her ass has never looked better. I watch it sway from side to side as she makes her way to the building’s entrance. Her long, toned legs look even sexier in the black heels that she’s wearing. I start fantasizing about having her legs wrapped around my waist while those heels dig in my ass. Tonight. The heels are staying on tonight.
“We need to go, Dad. We’re going to be late,” Ainsley pipes up from the third row, sounding just like her mother, deflating my cock.
“Then we’ll be late. It’s rude to leave before you make sure that the person that you’re dropping off makes it inside safely,” I explain to the crew. If the truth be told, I’m hoping for a look back and a beautiful smile.
Wait for it…
Wait for it…
There it is. My gorgeous girl looks back over her shoulder with her face glowing. As she raises her hand to wave, her wedding band catches the sun.
The double doors close behind her, and I feel a sudden pang of loneliness. If I didn’t have a car full of kids, I’d chase after her and plant one more kiss on her cherry-red lips.
God, I’m just one boy, loved infinitely by one girl. Luckiest son of a bitch alive.