Partners

Katya

Shoot me now,

Or better still, gorge out my eyes first.

Because if that wasn't our four year old son, staring at us with his lips thrown open, with none other than the doctor, right in front of him and wearing an equally shocked expression,

Then nothing else could ever get terrible.

For fuck's sake, my dress was ridden up to my thighs, and our eyes were probably glazed and our lips were and swollen from an obvious long kiss.

Even now, while we lay in our own bed of shame, those delicious hands were resting on my chest...

To be honest, tits.

He had just been about to pull out my ample breasts and take them into his mouth, while his tongue would have worshipped the pink rosy nipples like jewelry...

"Ewww, daddy! What are you doing to mommy?"

Yeah, talk about the fucking worst timing for arousal.

Christopher ran into the room, his pajamas flying as he swiftly climbed into the bed and crawled towards us.

Oh dear.

I had never seen Ferrara look more conflicted, and dare I say his chee