The Wanted Short Stories(36)
Author: Kelly Elliott

I laughed. “Yes, you are.” I zipped the dress bag back up and walked over to Libby. “Want to show, Daddy?”

She smiled big and nodded her head. I picked her up and took the shoes off her feet. I carried them as we made our way downstairs. Josh was in the twins’ bedroom, getting Will ready for bed. When we walked into the room, I slipped the shoes on Libby’s feet and then set her down.

Josh’s face dropped at first, and then he smiled big. It made us both sad to see the kids growing up so fast.

“My goodness. You look like a princess in that beautiful dress and those shoes. My heart might never recover from seeing such a beautiful young lady.”

Libby blushed and began rocking back and forth. “Tank you,” she said.

She looked up at me, and I grinned.

“Okay, Princess, time for bed. Lift those arms up, so we can take your beautiful dress off, and let Mommy take the shoes back upstairs.” I said as I helped Libby take off the sweater.

Josh and I each snuggled up with the kids, and he read them a quick story. Will passed out as soon as Josh had begun reading the story. We tucked them in and kissed them good night. Libby had a new thing where we had to touch her hand three times before we could leave and shut the door.

After that, I slowly closed the door and looked up at Josh. “Say a prayer that they stay in their own beds tonight. I need sleep.”

He tapped my nose with his finger and said, “Not until I have my wicked way with you.”

My stomach clenched, and I grabbed his hand as we quickly made our way to the stairs.

“Mommy…”

I let out a small, “No…”

I slowly turned around to see Libby standing in the hallway with her bear.

“Pwease lie down with me. Pwease…”

I kissed Josh on the lips and said, “I’ll be up as soon as she falls asleep.”

He nodded and headed upstairs. I took Libby’s hand and walked her back to her bed. I tucked her in and lay down next to her.

“Night, baby doll,” I whispered.

She snuggled up next to me. I listened for a few minutes until her breathing became slower. I started sneaking out of the bed when Libby grabbed my arm. I closed my eyes and gently lay back down.

This went on for at least an hour. Every time I moved, she would wake up.

I lay perfectly still until I was sure she was sound asleep. When she finally drifted off to sleep, I carefully slid out of the bed and onto the floor. I moved softly and quietly across their bedroom floor. Just as I made my way to the door, it opened. I held my breath in fear that it would wake up Libby. I looked up from my position to see Josh staring down at me.

He mouthed, What are you doing?

I motioned for him to back up and leave the room as I crawled out. I got on my knees and slowly shut the bedroom door. When I turned away from the door, Josh had his pants down, and his dick hit me in the face.

He grinned and said, “While you’re down there…”

I was pretty sure Heather was going to be pissed because I’d just shoved my dick in her face. She looked up at me like she wanted to say something, but then she did the one thing I hadn’t expected.

She took me into her mouth.

I placed my hand on the wall as she moved her mouth slowly up and down my dick.

“Oh God…” I whispered.

Heather hated blow jobs with a passion. She looked up at me and hummed, and I about lost it. I tapped her on the shoulders, and she sucked hard one last time before letting me go.

She stood up and wiped the side of her mouth. “Wow, I must be getting good if you were about to come that fast.”

I shook my head. “It’s called not expecting it.”

She smiled and began walking toward the steps. She up a few steps and stopped. She slowly pushed her shorts down and then hooked her fingers under her panties. She sat down on the wooden stairs and moved to the edge. When she spread her legs open, I let out a moan.

“My turn,” she softly said.

I dropped to my knees and quickly buried my face between her legs.

“Oh…yes…”

We usually never did anything like this out in the open since the twins started opening their bedroom door, but tonight, something had come over both of us. Her hands began pulling on my hair as she pushed my face in closer to her. I slipped two fingers inside her, and she let out a gasp.

“Oh yes…Josh,” she whispered.

I flicked my tongue faster against her clit as I pushed my fingers in and out. I began sucking on her clit, and she lost it.

“Oh God…shit…shit…shit…”

I looked up as she had both hands covering her mouth, and her eyes were closed. I loved making her come. I quickly began kissing up her body, and then I slipped inside her and slowly started moving in and out. I was about to come, so I pulled out and lifted her up.

I carried her into the kitchen and set her down on the island. “Lie down, Heather.”

She moved and lay down. I crawled on top of her, and I pushed inside her warmth. I couldn’t believe how wet she was.

“Jesus, you’re always so ready for more, Heather.”

“Yes. Hard, Josh. I just want it hard.”

I began giving her what she wanted. Each time, I would slam into her a bit harder, and she would let out moan after soft moan.

“Fucking yeah,” I hissed between my teeth.

She lifted her shirt and bra and started playing with her breasts. I grabbed on to her hips and pulled her up some as I began pumping faster and harder.

“Yes! Yes! Oh God, yes! Ah…”

I could feel her squeezing on my dick, and I was just about to come when I heard, “Daddy? You’re not supposed to jump on the furniture.”

My dick instantly went down. I stopped moving and looked at Libby standing there, clutching her teddy bear in her arms.

“Motherfucker,” I whispered.

I glanced down at Heather. She was laughing so hard that she had tears running down her face.

Somehow, between her laughing and crying, she managed to say, “Finally! I’m not the one deprived of an orgasm!”

I quickly pulled out of her and reached in a drawer for a hand towel. “Very funny, Heather.”

I got down as Heather pulled her bra and shirt down.

She looked at me and said, “My pants are, um…”

Then, Libby turned and walked away. I began following her as she made her way back into her bedroom, and then she climbed up into bed.

Oh dear God, we have a sleepwalker.

I couldn’t believe my eyes when Heather stepped out of the bathroom. She was wearing a beautiful red dress, and she grinned from ear to ear as she spun around.