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Click here"Yeah," I said. We kissed, passionately. "I want you to make love to me," my wife said.
"We will," I promised, and we kissed again. "Can I ask you a question?"
"No. We're married now. No more questions."
"Smartass. No, did seeing me in the Santa suit...did that ever turn you on?"
"What? You mean, like did I ever fantasize about Santa Claus?"
"Yeah. You know, sitting in his lap, doing something fun to make sure he brought you everything you wanted..."
She laughed. "You kinky little boy. I hate to disappoint you, but I was always terrified of Santa Claus. So, sorry, I don't think we'll be playing any games with you in your Santa suit."
The elevator dinged, and I kissed her one last time. No doubt about it, I definitely married the right girl.
*****
We got back from our honeymoon tan, relaxed and, as it turned out, pregnant. We dumped our suitcases before going to pick up Lauren. Holly wanted to use the bathroom, and while she did that I checked our answering machine. Four messages, one confirming a dental appointment I had on Tuesday, one asking if we wanted to subscribe to the Wall Street Journal. The other two were virtually identical in tone and wording.
"Uh, Tim, it's Pete/Dave. Look, um, I need to talk to you, uh, something happened the night of your wedding, um, uh, I should probably talk to you about it. It's not bad, nothing bad, really, everything's fine, but, uh, call me when you get in."
Holly came in to find me deleting the messages. "Who called?"
"No one. Just junk." I followed my wife to the car and we headed to her mother's house to pick up our daughter. As I drove I thought about my two naughty aunts, my two sexy, lusty aunts who still found ways to complicate my life. Then again, they also helped me find the girl sitting next to me. Well, call it even, I thought to myself.
"You look so serious," Holly said. "Penny for your thoughts?"
I laughed and took her hand in mine. "Not for a million bucks, baby."
I came here to get off on illicit affairs with family. How the heck did it turn into mr Rogers neighborhood at the end?
Disagreements on stories is normal. I thought your story was excellent and I loved the happy ending!
Delightful read. Fucking hot. I like your writing which is peppered with a fair amount of humour.
But I agree with the comment of riverottee1948. There was no need to stretch the story to a fairy tale ending artificially. You could have stopped at the point of his ending affairs with his aunts or at the latest, at the point of meeting his new girlfriend and discovering that they were both interested in each other. Taking it through marriage, honeymoon and pregnancy waa a waste. Just my view.
You seemed to have stopped writing to Literotica. Why? Wish you would restart.
Let me be clear: I really enjoyed the first three chapters of this series, as well as the beginning of Chapter 4, but...
Maybe it's just me, but you could have ended this chapter & the story at
"A long, hot shower would help, I thought, and I headed off for the bathroom."
That would have been a sad ending, but much better than the sappy, syrupy, lived-happily-ever-after ending that followed. This site is for erotica, not a romance novel.
P.S. I've read a lot of what you've posted and enjoyed every one of the stories. And left 5 star ratings, too. Even this one.