If romance writers were a little more honest in their depictions of lust-filled romances between dad and mom, this is what they’d write…(note: all characters are fictitious and any resemblance to any actual person (i.e. me) is entirely accidental(ly on purpose).)
Mommy and Daddy Find Some Real Life Romance
“Hi honey, I’m home!” Bill strides through the front door and immediately trips over the tricycle that is sitting behind it. “Dammit, Suzy, what has daddy told you about leaving your toys around the house,” he asks as he massages a knot on his leg. “Sorry daddy, I clean up. I big helper!” Little Suzy runs off down the hallways, pigtails flying behind her. She does not pick up the tricycle.
Bill sidles past the offending object and follows the smell of fresh pasta into the kitchen where he finds his lovely wife bent over the oven. He thinks to himself, “I’d like to get a piece of that,” and then realizes that he’s seen those sheer lululemon pants before. Actually several times before…yesterday, the day before and at least once over the weekend. His throbbing manhood shrinks back down to its normal size.
Will Bill and Valerie find their romance? Read more to find out…
