Chapter Fifty Eight

Stephen

Clint and I were outside, laughing and chatting, waiting for the rest of the house to stir. After about an hour, the back door slid open and my little ones came bounding out, followed by their mom and brother.

Clint scooped up the twins, tossing them into the air and catching them again.

“Be careful, hun,” Trinity warned. “They just finished breakfast.”

“Alright, kiddos,” Clint said, setting them down. “Don’t want you puking on Uncle Clint.”

The twins took off, racing around the backyard and burning off energy. Clint and I watched them, grinning. I pulled Trinity onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her.

“Hand me my youngest boy,” Clint requested.

Trinity passed Jayden over to Clint, who showered him with as much love as he had the twins.

“You doing okay, baby?” I asked Trinity.

“Yeah, babe, just waking up properly still.”

“Didn’t sleep well?” Clint asked.

I shot Clint a look behind Trinity’s back, silently telling him to shut up. But, of course, he just smirked at me.

“Clint, if there’s one thing I’ve learned about you, it’s that you already know the answer to that question,” Trinity said.

“Sorry, must have forgotten to use my brain before I spoke,” Clint replied.

Trinity turned around quickly and slapped me across the chest, causing Clint to burst out laughing.

“Seriously, Stephen! You two are so fucking embarrassing,” she exclaimed.

“Hahaha, I’m sorry, baby,” I said, trying to suppress my laughter.

“No, he isn’t, and neither am I. That shit is great,” Clint chimed in. “I’m happy to babysit tonight if you two want to go and brainstorm some more ideas?”

“I swear you are impossible sometimes, Clint,” Trinity said, shaking her head.

“But that’s why you love me,” Clint replied, grinning.

“I have no choice, I’m stuck with you. You’re my husband’s best mate,” Trinity said, laughing.

We both cracked up at Clint’s shocked expression.

“Take that back, you don’t mean it,” Clint said, pretending to be hurt.

“What don’t they mean?” Mia asked, coming outside with Willie, who immediately ran over to the twins.

“She told me she only puts up with me because I’m her husband’s mate,” Clint explained.

“Wish I could use that excuse sometimes,” Mia said, joining in on the laughter. “What caused that anyway?”

“DO NOT ANSWER THAT, BARNEY,” Trinity warned.

“Ahahahaha, told, Barney,” I said, laughing.

Mia looked at Trinity, confused but smirking. I figured Trinity must have somehow let her know she would tell her later, as Mia nodded, seeming to accept this.

I wrapped my arms around Trinity, pulling her back into me. I kissed her neck softly and whispered, “Baby, it would be nice to take you out tonight, just the two of us. If you’re comfortable with them watching the babies for us.”

“I’m okay with that, babe. I trust our little family here with my life. Why, what did you have in mind?” Trinity asked.

“I just wanted to take my wife out for dinner, show her off a bit. It’s been a while after all,” I said.

“I would love that, babe,” Trinity replied.

I turned back to Clint and Mia. Mia was now sitting on Clint’s lap, and he was rubbing her belly, talking to his growing addition.

“Mate, reckon I can take you up on that offer?” I asked Clint.

“What offer is that, mate?” Clint asked.

“Fuck, dude, how have you forgotten already? We only spoke about it a minute ago. No wonder you need Mia so much. To watch the kids tonight so I can take my wife out. We can take turns if you two want to head out tomorrow, then Dave and Felicity can. I think it would be good for us all to have some time with our wives on our own after everything that’s been going on,” I explained.

“I would be happy to, and it would be nice, babe, for us to go out just the two of us tomorrow while we still have a chance before baby boo comes along,” Mia said.

“Yeah, mate, that’s sweet. But make sure you do some brainstorming afterward,” Clint said, grinning.

“Ahahahaha,” I laughed.

“Why are you so concerned with how much brainstorming we do, huh, pervert?” Trinity asked Clint.

“Ahahaha, it’s when you come up with your best ideas from what I’ve heard,” Clint replied.

“What is going on? Is someone going to fill me in?” Mia asked, looking confused.

“Just say it already, Clint. I can see you’re busting at the seams to spill it,” Trinity said.

“Your girl here came up with a really good idea on how to deal with the CPD issue,” Clint said.

“Yeah? Good work, babe. But I still don’t get what’s so funny about that,” Mia said.

I watched as Clint leaned in and whispered to Mia, “She came up with it when Stephen was in the middle of fucking her ass off.”

We watched as Mia’s jaw dropped before she burst out laughing.

“Hahahaha, sorry, but that is fucking hilarious. Oh my god, babe, I just died,” Mia said, still laughing.

“It’s not my fault. We had just been talking about it beforehand,” Trinity defended herself.

“And she was plugged into her brain source,” I added, laughing.

“You are never going to let that go, are you?” Trinity asked.

“Not anytime soon, doll,” I replied, still chuckling.

Soon after, Dave and Felicity came out with Belle. We spent a quiet day at the house, swimming in the pool with the kids and having a barbecue lunch outside. We told Dave and Felicity that we would be heading out tonight and wanted to give them a chance to go out for a night too while we watched Belle for them, which they appreciated.

Soon it was late afternoon, and time to get ready to take my beautiful wife out. The others had taken the twins and were getting them fed with Willie and Belle while Trinity had gone up to our room to feed Jayden. I took the chance to have a quick shower, and when I came out, she was expressing a couple of bottles for Jayden for while we were out.

I came out and saw my wife looking up at me, smiling.

“What’s that look, doll?” I asked.

“You look delicious. Want to stay in and just have dessert instead?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

I couldn’t help the growl that escaped.

“Get in that bathroom now before I rip your clothes off,” I ordered.

“Okay, daddy,” she said, winking at me and swaying her hips as she walked past. I felt my pants tighten and had to grip myself for some relief. I rocked my baby boy to sleep as my wife got ready, then placed him down in his crib. When Trinity finally came out, she took my breath away. She was wearing a simple black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

“My god, baby, you are perfect,” I said, walking over and wrapping my arms around her hips. I kissed her delicately.

“Ready to go, beautiful? I can’t wait to have you on my arm,” I said, looking into her eyes.

Trinity - Let’s head upstairs and say goodnight to our little ones, then I’m all yours.

We make our way upstairs, finding the kids sprawled on the couch with Willie and Belle, engrossed in a show. They glance up as we enter the room.

Nathaniel - Momma looks pretty.

Stephen - She sure does, buddy. Daddy’s a lucky man.

We plant a kiss on each of our children’s foreheads, tuck the bottles into the fridge for Jay, and let Mia and Felicity know he’s settled for the night. We hand them the baby monitor, just in case.

Clint - Enjoy your... brainstorming session, kids.

Laughter fills the room.

Trinity - Goodnight, Barney.

We leave the house, making the short drive to the restaurant. As we step inside, I can’t help but notice the heads turning our way.

I pull Trinity close, a smirk playing on my lips as I catch the envious glances thrown our way. I lean in, pressing a kiss to her lips. I ask if she’s ready, and she nods, her eyes sparkling as she looks up at me. Our fingers intertwine, and I lead her to our reserved booth.

I guide her to sit next to me, on my right. The booth is elevated, and I’d chosen it specifically for the curtain that could be drawn for privacy. Another couple is seated across from us, their eyes following us as we settle in. I draw the curtain closed, shutting out their curious gazes, and turn my attention to Trinity. I’d already ordered our meals, based on what we’d been craving.

We share laughs and stories as we enjoy our meal. The waitress returns to clear our plates, asking if we’d like dessert. I order a special chocolate cake, customized to our liking. She warns us it might take a while, but I assure her we’re in no rush. We want to savor this night.

She leaves us with a smile, drawing the curtain closed behind her.

As the curtain falls, I lean in, whispering into Trinity’s ear.

Stephen - Slip off your panties under the table and hand them to me.

Her cheeks flush a deep red, her eyes widening in surprise. I press on.

Stephen - Or I could do it for you, if that’s easier, baby?

In a soft, barely audible voice, she responds.

Trinity - No, baby, I can do it.

She glances around, checking if anyone can see us through the small gap in the curtain. I reach down, starting to hike up her dress... She looks at me, shocked, and quickly says,

Trinity - Okay, okay... I’ll do it.

I watch as she shakes her head, a smile of disbelief playing on her lips. She checks the curtain one more time before lifting her dress. She grabs the sides of her panties, starting to slide them off... As they pull away from her, she realizes she’s already wet. Her eyes widen, and she keeps repeating,

Trinity - Oh god, what are you doing to me?

She knows that the moment she hands them to me, I’ll know just how turned on she is. So she balls them up as tightly as she can, placing them on my thigh under the table. I grab her elbow, sliding my hand down her arm, guiding it towards my dick.

As I feel her touch against my cock, I pull the panties from her hand.

Stephen - Close your eyes and lean your head back against the booth. Keep your eyes closed so you can focus on every sensation... Nod if you understand.

I move in close to the left side of her neck, my hot breath ghosting over her skin. I take her earlobe between my lips, sucking gently. Her perfume is intoxicating.

Her breathing starts to quicken... While I have her distracted with my tongue exploring her ear, I unfold her panties, the wet center facing out, and drape them over the edge of the booth. They’re visible from under the curtain.

Then, I quietly open the other side of the curtain, giving the couple across from us a clear view. I move my hand to Trinity’s knee, squeezing gently as I nibble on her ear.

I reach behind her head, grabbing a handful of her hair. I pull her head down, exposing her neck to me, while my other hand grabs the back of her knee, pulling her waist to the edge of the booth.

Now, if she were to open her eyes, she’d be staring at the ceiling. I slowly spread her legs apart, my hand caressing the inside of her thigh. As I get closer to her pussy, I can feel the heat radiating off her. I move my lips down to her neck, nibbling, sucking, and lightly biting her skin.

Her heart is pounding as I run my fingers up and down her wet folds, teasing her. I move my head lower... to the top of her dress. I bite into the strap and pull it down, exposing her left breast as I slide a finger inside her, slowly stroking in and out.

Her nipple is barely peeking out from her bra. I rub my cheek and lips against her breast, revealing more of her areola and hard nipple. Then I move my face back down to her half-exposed nipple, taking it into my mouth and pulling her breast out of the bra completely.

I suck, bite, and tease her hard nipple as I slide a second finger into her soaked pussy.

As I lick her nipple, I sneak a glance across the booth. The young couple is staring at us... they’ve stopped eating completely. The man is squeezing the woman’s thigh, and she’s running her fingers through his hair. I smile and turn my attention back to Trinity.

Now that I know we’re being watched, I start to massage her G-spot. I feel Trinity’s legs start to shake, her breathing growing deeper.

Her neck is flushing red, and she grabs her exposed breast, squeezing hard. I can see her white fingernails digging into her skin, and I start to speed up. It’s a turn-on, knowing another couple is watching, wanting her as much as I do.

Trinity’s hips start to move in rhythm with my fingers, as if she’s a puppet on my strings. I know she’s close, so I spread her legs wide open with my foot, giving the couple across the booth a clear view. I whisper in her ear,

Stephen - I want you to cum for me, baby.

She nods, whispering back,

Trinity - Oh yes, daddy.

I’m fingering her so fast, the wet sounds of her pussy fill the air as her juices flow freely. I feel her tighten around my fingers, her legs shaking as I coax an orgasm from her, our audience witnessing it all. My fingers are soaked.

I start to spread her juices all over her pussy and ass. I tell her,

Stephen - I want to taste your orgasm... I want to feel it on my lips and tongue.

She nods again, grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me close. Our eyes lock, and we share a passionate kiss.

Then, she places her hand on my head and says,

Trinity - Your dessert is already here

She pushed my head down, guiding me under the table. Her eyes darted up, locking onto the couple in the booth across from us. She froze, her hand jerking me up as she tried to close her thighs. She stuttered out,

Trinity - Oh my God! They... they...

The woman across from us put her finger to her lips, mouthing, “Shhhhh... let's finish him...” You glanced under their table and saw his cock out, fully erect, her soft hand feverishly stroking him.

That's when my wife felt the pressure of my tongue as I ran it from her ass up to her clit and back down, devouring her over and over. Her already swollen and sensitive areas were being violated in the best ways. Her eyes rolled back and she spread her legs as far as she could.

I attacked her clit with my tongue and entered her pussy with two fingers. I circled her clit, zigzagged, and ran the full length of her labia on both sides. I sucked up as much juice as I could. The booth cushion under her was soaked, and I could feel it on my chin.

The scent of my wife's delicious pussy drove me wild. I entered her ass with my ring and pinky finger. With all four fingers inside her, I lapped vigorously at her clit. My mouth was wide open, sucking up everything so I could take as much of her juices as possible.

The inferno burning inside Trinity was too much and she couldn't hold it in any longer. As she tightened up and began to release the most intense orgasm she's had in a long time, she faced forward and opened her eyes.

Through her tear-filled eyes, she saw the man in the booth across from us shooting his cum all over the floor under his table as his woman milked every drop out of his balls with her soft, firm hand. My wife's orgasm was now unstoppable.

It felt like she was ejecting gallons of cum. I was all too eager to take as much as I could, gripping the inside of her thighs as the excess dripped down my chin and onto my shirt and the floor. Even when the orgasm was over, her hips kept moving in and out without control.

I stayed down there for a few more minutes, cleaning her with my tongue. Greedily stealing all of her released nectar for myself. I finished with soft kisses to her red, swollen vagina and pulled her dress back down. I climbed back up to the booth, one last kiss and I sucked on her lower lip as I pulled away for the last time.

As we collected ourselves, the waitress showed up with our chocolate cake. She asked if we were ready for dessert. I told her,

Stephen - The dessert was delicious... and we'll take the cake to go...

As she walked away to put it in a container, my wife turned to me, leaning into my ear to whisper,

Trinity - You are so bad, Daddy. The things I'm going to do to you when we get in...