Seth’s Perspective
“I can’t believe you made partner already. I’m so proud of you” I whispered to Zach as I straddled him. “I’ve never been scrogged by a junior law partner before” I joked as I lowered my tight, lubed hole onto his hard, engorged manhood. It was Saturday night, and we had spent the day with our family at Zach’s Firm’s Christmas party. The kids all visited with Santa and had an amazing time playing with the other kids. I spent the time talking with other parents (including another foster parent), and watching the kids playing and laughing. Lastly (and most importantly) Zach was recognized by the firm’s partners for all his hard work, and busy being patted on the back by his coworkers on his promotion to partner. It was a big day for our family. When we got home, we tucked the kids snuggly in their beds then popped the cork on a bottle of champagne we’d been saving for a special occasion, and now Zach was popping the cork on my tight hole in celebration of his tremendous success.
“You have now” Zach said with a groan as he lay on his back with his hands behind his head and entered me. There was an audible *pop* as his large, purple head breached my sphincter. He felt so damn good inside me as I continued to slowly lower myself onto him, letting him stretch his way in. I could feel every veiny inch of him penetrating me until he bottomed out and his blonde bush tickled my firm ass. I just sat there with him inside me and looked down into his sparkling green eyes, the champagne buzz was apparent in his devilish grin. I braced my hands against his taut chest and moved my ass in a circular motion letting his manhood open me up. I lifted myself up a little, then dropped down with a grunt. My passage contracted around him, grabbing him tight and squeezing him. “damn you are so fucking tight” he moaned in a whisper so as not to wake the sleeping kids. His moans and groans mingled with mine to create a continuous purr. I moved up and down on him slowly, whimpering with every little movement.
“God, I forget how big you are sometimes” I said in a sultry voice as I looked down into his eyes and moved my ass in a circular motion. “Fuck, you feel so good in me.” That motivated the man of my dreams. He pushed his hips up giving me that final inch I couldn’t steal on my own, he pushed up, I dropped down. Our slow and steady rhythm became faster and more deliberate as my ass cheeks slapped against his hard soccer-built thighs. Grunts, groans, moans, and yelps filled the locked bedroom. I was on top trying to balance myself like the scales of justice as I bounced hard and fast. Zach had been laying under me, mostly passive until then. He reached up and pulled my bare chest to his then rolled us over so he was on top. “Pound me with that gavel your honor” I joked.
Zach snickered and then said, “You want order in the court, I’ll give you order in the court” and started pounding the ever living fuck out of my eager ass. My legs were pinned against my chest and he was deep inside me, Oh my god, I couldn’t think of a time when he pounded me that hard. He pulled almost completely out, then slammed back in with a slap of his balls against my ass… over and over! Each time I grunted and moaned, my claws came out like a cat scratching his back as he punished my ass bringing it to justice.
“Fuck yes, Zach” I grunted in ecstasy, “fucking punish me. Make it hurt” I begged, but in truth it was the most pleasureful pain I had ever experienced. Zach pounded harder, my nails dug deeper and my moans turned not so quiet. I started to worry about waking the kids but then decided ‘fuck it. Daddy needs some attention too.’
“You want me to breed you, Daddy Zeff? Huh? You want that load?” Zach asked as he pounded himself to climax.
“Fuck yes. Shoot that fucking load in me, Daddy Sach. Breed me!” I yelled in a moan disguised as a loud whisper. The dirty talk was a little out of character for us, but we were horny, excited about his promotion, and a little buzzed from the champagne… so fuck it.
With a belabored grunt Zach shot his load deep in my bowels then continued to fuck me until he went soft. Finally, he collapsed on top of me, his sweaty chest glued to mine and his soft cock still in my tight hole. “God, that was so hot.”
“Was? I object. I’m not done presenting my case counselor, I still have a closing argument” I said flipping us over again. I straddled his chest and stroked my cock, making it nice and hard before moving the pillows under his head adjusting it to the perfect angle for a celebratory face-fucking. He gladly opened wide and I pushed myself all the way in. My hands were above the headboard and against the wall while my hips pistoned in and out of his warm, talented mouth. He grabbed onto my ass cheeks and guided me in and out. After several minutes of pure lust and pleasure I shot my load down his throat and he did his damnedest to swallow it all.
I pulled out, dismounted his chest, and lie next to him. We ended our session with our traditional cum-laced kiss then both lay on our sides and looked into each other’s eyes. “I hope you know I am so fucking proud of you” I said. “You deserved that fucking promotion.”
“It was a team effort” He responded. “I couldn’t have done it without you.” We kissed again and then fell asleep face-to-face.
Sunday morning the kids were all up early and playing in the den. They all slept like logs after a day of partying. Ali clung to the stuffed rhino from Santa as if it were part of him now, Izzy was introducing Princess Jasmine to he other dolls, and Freddy was excitedly working on a project with his new art supplies. Zach played with the kids while I worked in the kitchen, then playtime ended and breakfast time began. “So, did you guys have fun yesterday?” Zach asked the kids as we sat around the island eating breakfast.
“YEAH!” Freddy blurted and then went on about playing with the other kids and how Santa knew the exact paint set he wanted, and… and… and… . He was so cute when he went off on tangents. He was a pretty serious guy most of the time, always looking out for others, and it was fun to see him get excited like a kid!
“How about you?” I asked Izzy.
“Ya’” she said quietly as she moved her food around on the plate. “Santa gibbed me a dowy, I pwayed wif uddo guros, day wunned away and I find dem.” (Izzy to English translation: “Santa gave me a lovely dolly, and then I played hide and seek with the other girls, and I found them all. It was a wonderful event.). She obviously had a great time too.
“Did you have fun at the party, Ali?” I asked the little guy in the highchair clinging on to the stuffed rhino from Santa.
He nodded, “ya” he said. “I have this” he said holding up the rhino and saying the most words he had ever said in a row.
“Wow!” Zach with a tone that screamed excitement, “does he have a name?” He asked. Ali just shook his head no.
“He’s got a big horn on his head” Freddy said adding his two cents, “you should call him horny.” Zach and I looked at each other and grinned.
“Hoeny” Izzy said repeating the name.
“Horny” Ali said clear as a bell confirming the name choice, then gave the rhino a hug making it official. So, here’s where Zach and I fell short as good parents. Perfect parents would have corrected them and offered a more appropriate name, but in truth both of us thought it was hilarious and were looking forward to Ali introducing Horny the Rhino to our village on Christmas Eve… it would be great entertainment.
“Horny it is” Zach said.
“Are you hungry, Horny?” I asked the rhino and held a piece of bacon up to the stuffed animal, all three kids laughed out loud.
We were having a great breakfast with our kids when the doorbell rang, the living room door flew open, and two familiar voices yelled, “Merry Christmas everyone, We’re here!”
Zach’s eyes opened wide as he looked at our three kids, “Who’s that?!” he asked getting the kids excited.
“GRAMMA KELLY AND GRAMPA NATHAN!” Freddy shrieked as he jumped off the barstool and ran to the living room.
“GWAMMA KEWWY AND GWAMPA NAFAN” Izzy yelled a few beats behind her big brother. She freed herself from the booster seat, jumped to the floor and ran into the arms of Zach’s waiting mother. Kelly hugged her granddaughter with gusto, as Grandpa Nathan did the same to his grandson. Both kids babbled in excitement as they caught their grandparents up to date on everything that happened since their Thanksgiving visit.
Zach got up and joined the family in the living room while I wiped the breakfast off Ali’s adorable face and said, “Buckle up little guy, you’re about to walk into a hurricane of lovin’.” Before I could even get him out of his highchair, the Halls were in the kitchen.
“Oh my god!” Kelly Exclaimed. “You must be Ollie! You are absolutely beautiful! I’m Grandma Kelly!”
“It’s Ah-lee, Mom, not Ollie” Zach politely corrected getting a wave-off of Kelly’s hand in response. She pulled the little guy out of his chair and covered the little guy with hugs, kisses, and tickles making him giggle with glee.
“You’re here early” I said to Nathan as we embraced.
“Grandma insisted we drive through the night” He responded. “We came right here. Haven’t even been to the Villa yet.”
“Warning” I said. “There is stuff all over your garage floor, we’re still working on our Christmas project” I added in a whisper so as not to get the kids attention (as if I could “out attention” Grandma Kelly… not in this universe, that’s for sure).
“So, I hear” Nathan said. “Grandma Kelly plans on finishing that up for you.” I knew she would, and was happy as hell to turn the project over… although I had done most of the heavy lifting already.
Nathan took Zach and I aside and said quietly, “I got my visitor approval and set an appointment to go see Karen on Christmas morning. They’re extending visiting hours that day so I got a 7AM spot.”
“Awesome” I said. “I was afraid the hellions would have ripped through everything before we got her on Facetime, but we can hold them off until 7AM.”
“Thanks for doing this, Dad” Zach said to his father, “I know you’d rather be here with the kids.”
“Yeah, but this is more important. You two are good people to include her” Nathan said. “Oh, and I was able to pull her case files and have been reading through them.”
“Yeah? Did you see anything that could help?” Zach asked. Zach had talked to Karen about her legal battles the last time he went to see her. He’s not a criminal defense attorney, but his father had fought some court battles and so had others in the firm, so Zach had asked Nathan to poke around.
“A lot of lazy, sloppy defense” responded Nathan. “He lawyer seems to have agreed to anything and everything the prosecution suggested, no negotiation of pushback back. The boyfriend has a rap sheet about ten miles long and is looking at less time than she is. The reality is that she’s just a minor accomplice, I mean it’s obvious that this Johnny Black guy was behind it all, not her. I think it’s worth reopening before sentencing.”
“Do Wisconsin and North Carolina have Comity?” Zach asked his father. That Question went right over my head.
“Yes. If Karen signs a retainer and I can get a letter from the Wisconsin Bar, I can file a motion for limited practice to represent her” Nathan said. Then he and Zach went on to speak in legalese that I didn’t understand. He ended with “I think I can get the child endangerment charge dropped and the armed robbery charged reduced. She should be able to get credit for time served since her time in the detention center was before sentencing due to her not posting bail. Honestly, I think I could get her out by next Christmas… or at least the following one.” Nathan paused, “are you sure that’s what you want guys? I mean, she may not be as easy to deal with once she’s out.”
He wasn’t wrong, Zach and I had talked about that and agreed, “But right is right Nathan” I said.
“We need to do what’s best for her” Zach agreed. “Legally, the kids are ours now and frankly I don’t think she’ll be in any position to try to fight that.”
“And I don’t think she would even if she could” I added. “You get her out, we’ll help her reacclimate, and if we end up fighting a legal battle, sobeit” I said sternly. “Listen, unless we have completely misread her, she loves her kids, knows they’re better off with us, and frankly, I think she will be overwhelmed getting her life on track, and be happy playing a smaller role in their lives.” Zach and I knew there might be consequences to helping Karen, we also knew we loved our kids enough to do what was right by their mother.
Nathan shook his head and shrugged, “It’s your call, I just hope you’re right.” I was sure we were. We broke our legal huddle with Nathan and joined the rest of the family.
“Ollie, you are the cutest little man” Kelly said.
“Ah-lee” Zach corrected; it landed on deaf ears.
“I cute too” Izzy said pulling Grandma Kelly’s attention back to her while she continued to eat.
Kelly took the bait and turned to face her adoring granddaughter, “You are absolutely the cutest little girl in the whooooooolllllle WORLD!” she said making Izzy giggle with glee. She LOVED being showered with attention from grandma Kelly, and Grandma Kelly loved it.
It wasn’t long before Kelly noticed the Rhino that Ali was clutching. “Who is this?!” She asked our little guest.
Clear as a bell, Ali said his first word to Grandma Kelly, “Horny.” Zach and I tried not to laugh, we both just kind of turned away and snickered, Nathan got the joke and let out a little chortle.
“Is this rhinoceros Horny?” Kelly asked, oblivious to what she was saying, then she looked at the horn on his head and said, “He sure is a horny rhinoceros isn’t he?” The three adult males in the room were doing our best not to laugh out loud… kinda like when you’re trying not to laugh in church but you just can’t help it and the harder you try not to laugh, the more you have to.
“Yeah, he’s horny cuz’ he’s got a big horn” Freddy explained in complete innocence. Me, Zach, and Nathan excused ourselves for a moment and went out onto the front porch and burst out loud in laughter. The rest of our household was oblivious to our pubescent sense of humor… but the three of us were loving it.
While we were cracking up like teenagers who were sharing a fart joke, Zach’s text alert dinged and he looked at his phone. “It’s Jason, Karen’s old landlord, he and Abby want to come by and drop off something for the kids today.”
“We’ll be home” I said, “tell them to come on by, I wanna meet them” and Zach texted them our address. After breakfast the kids showed grandma… well… EVERYTHING! Izzy introduced her to Bob, Freddy introduced her to Herold, even Ali led her to the den by her finger to show her his few toys in the corner. All the kids were vying for her attention and she was frigging loving it.
They showed Grandma and Grandpa their gifts from Santa, I took the moment to open the door for Zach, “Zach got something from Santa too” I told his parents. He looked at me with an embarrassed grin. Listen, my husband was hot as fuck, smart as fuck, an incredible athlete, an incredible father, and apparently an incredible lawyer… but he was humble and sucked at singing his own praises. That was my job.
His parents looked at him in anticipation while the kids busied themselves with their new toys. “Um… I got promoted to Junior Partner” Zach said humbly.
His parent both shrieked with pride. “After just a year and a half!!! I am so proud of you, Zachary!” His dad boasted as he came over and gave his son a strong hug.
“That is wonderful!” Kelly added. “They are lucky to have you!” Nathan had a million questions for his son about what it meant financially, how it would change his case load, what his future prospects with the firm looked like, etc. The proud father understood Zach’s world and what a huge deal this was. He was proud of his son (as he should have been!).
Kelly and Nathan hung out for a couple of hours before heading to the villa to get settled for their two weeks stay. Before they left, they invited us for Sunday dinner at their place. Their surprise visit had thrown off our morning routine and it was almost lunchtime before we were all dressed and ready for the day. After a quick lunch, it was naptime for Izzy and Ali. They were both still napping when Jason and Abby arrived, we hadn’t mentioned their visit to the kids.
Freddy instantly recognized them, “Miss Abby and Mr. Jay!!!” He exclaimed when they entered the living room.
Jay was carrying a couple of gift bags and Abby had a plate of cookies in her hands. Jay put the bags on the floor and Abby handed him the cookies then got on her knees and hugged Freddy like there was no tomorrow. “I am so happy to see you little man” she said as she hugged him tight and tears of joy filled her eyes. “We have been so worried about you’re an Isabelle.”
“Lookit you! You’ve grown so much, you’re like a giant” Jay said with a laugh. “Where’s your baby sister?” He asked.
“Nap time” Zach said as we greeted the couple, “She should be up in a few minutes. Oh, this is my husband Seth, we’re so glad you came over” he said making the intros. Jason shook my hand, Abby made eye contact and said hello as she continued to squeeze the life out of Freddy.
After Abby released Freddy, we invited them in and they took off their coats and got comfortable. We moved to the kitchen where they put the gift bags and cookies on the counter, and we offered them drinks. we moved to the living room. “Mr. Jay and Ms. Abby helped us find Harold” Zach told Freddy.
“Who?” Jay asked in confusion.
“Harold The Angel” Freddy said pointing to the top of the tree. Jay and Abby both chuckled. Then we all just talked. Freddy was the center of attention and they hung on his every word. They complimented our home several times and wanted to know all about us. By the time Izzy got up from her nap, I think the two were satisfied that the kids had landed in a good place (let’s be real, that’s the real reason they wanted to stop by… to check us out. I greatly appreciated their concern).
Izzy and Ali came downstairs, Izzy kind of remembered them (she was barely two when she last saw them), but was happy to see them and of course put on a show. Especially when Jay pulled out the gifts and Abby presented them with a plate of…
“BLUE DINOSAUR COOKIES!!” Freddy exclaimed. This had been a thing Abby made for the kids whenever they went over to the house… Freddy remembered.
The couple handed the gift bags to the kids who excitedly opened them while sitting on the floor. Ali was content to sit on my lap, hold Horny, and eat a blue dinosaur cookie. “A remote control truck!” Freddy said as he opened his gift. “It’s just like yours Mr. Jay.”
“Yup” Jason replied, “You always wanted to drive it, now you can.” Jason was a general contractor, and he used to stop by the house in his old white pickup, Freddy would sit in the front seat and pretend to drive. Izzy opened her gift, a magic unicorn and princess doll… she was in heaven. The adults talked while the kids played with their toys (I was impressed that both kids shared with Ali).
We had a great talk with Karen’s former landlords. They wanted to know everything about the kids, Karen, and even Zach and me. It was clear they cared for our kids long before we even knew they existed. Zach told them about Nathan’s plan to help Karen, and we discussed her situation in depth. The couple made an interesting observation, he said, “I don’t think she ever had anyone to take care of her, so she looked to all these men to find security and they were all major douche bags that used her and endangered her kids.”
“What she needed was role models, not a boyfriend” Abby added. “Listen, if your dad can help her get out, we’d be more than happy to help her get a job and find a place to live.” Jason agreed with his wife. Well, the two of them hung out for a couple of hours talking with us and playing with the kids. Freddy gave them the tour of our house, showing off his room, and when it came time to leave, he made them promise to come back… they did without hesitation.
They left just in time for us to get ready for dinner at the Hall’s. When we got to the villa, the place smelled amazing! Kelly had made a pot roast in between unpacking AND getting a Christmas tree. It took them just one afternoon to turn the beachy little villa into a Holiday showplace.
Eli and Riley joined us for dinner, and the nine of us enjoyed family time together. I loved the holidays.
To be continued…
