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We’re 30 now and we have an adopted 8 month old baby. She’s beautiful, called Kimberly. Our little Kimmie. I watch you as you coo over her cot and lean over her. You pick up her toy and wave it in her face, making little noises as you rub the stuffed dog against her nose. I hear her giggle and she reaches out to grab it. You let her hold the leg of the dog and you pick her up to bring her over to our bed that I’m still laying in. It’s 5 in the morning and you got out of bed this morning to feed her.

You hold her in your arms and I sit up so I can kiss you before kissing her. She gurgles and giggles, her little smiling mouth causing both of us to smile.

We adopted her from a teenage girl who didn’t have the means to look after her. Her boyfriend had broken up with her when she told him she was pregnant and she came from a poor family that didn’t have the money to care for a growing baby. So we took her into our hearts. The girl doesn’t want pictures or any information on Kim, so she’s entirely ours.

I feel a bit scared for her when she starts school and all the other kids have a mother and a father. She’ll have two fathers, but you calmed my worry by telling me that we’ll explain to her at a young age that we’re just the same as every other family – only that we couldn’t have her naturally. I know it’s still likely that she’ll get stick from the kids at school, but we’ll help her when the time comes.

You hand her to me when I stretch my arms out and I bring her into me and up to my face. I place soft kisses against her warm, chubby cheeks and she spits a bit at the mouth. I laugh and wipe it away with our duvet.

She yawns and begins to cry and I know that it’s time for her to go back to bed. You take her from me and get back out of the bed to tuck her in. You lean into her cot and kiss her again before coming back to our bed. You get under the covers and wrap your legs with mine. Your arm rests over my waist and mine does the same for you, and you kiss me on the mouth. I kiss back and pretty soon after all three of us are asleep.

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We’re eating dinner and Kimmie’s fast asleep. I made us a lasagne and you poured us a glass of red wine each. Once we’ve finished dinner and our wine you take my hand into yours over the table. I look at you questioningly because usually when we’re finished eating we’ll clean up our plates and head to the living room to watch television or a film. But you just shake your head and smile at me.

You squeeze my hand and with your other hand you reach down between your thighs to bring up a little black box. I let go of your hand quickly as I gasp and both my hands cover my mouth. I can’t be certain, but I’m pretty sure that I know what it is.

You continue to smile at me, confidently, and you open the box to reveal a plain silver band.

“Will you marry me?” you ask softly and I nod my head furiously.

“Yes, of course,” I say and remove my hands from my mouth. You take my left hand and slip the plain band onto my finger. It’s perfect.

I look at it on my finger for a while before I take it off my finger to expect it further and you watch me as I study it. There’s engraving on the other side. Italic script that read I love you, forever and I grin at you.

“I love you, so much,” I mumble and start to cry big fat tears that stream down my face. I put the ring back onto my finger and you stand up to come around to my side of the table. You wrap your arms around my shoulders and I sob happy tears into your chest.

“I love you, forever,” you tell me against my hair and I nod my head into your chest, muttering an ‘uh-huh’.

I lean up and press my lips hard against yours like I did the first time we kissed. My eyes squeezed tight shut and our mouths not moving.

I pull away slightly so I can press numerous quick kisses against your mouth, none of them ever lasting more than a second or with a second in between them.

You take it to something more before I can. Your hands hold my head and I stand up so we’re at a better level and you’re not straining your back too much. You keep my head still and close to your face as you move your lips against mine, your tongue snaking into my mouth in a fast kiss. My hands bunch up your t-shirt, pulling you even closer to me. Our bodies bump and I gasp into your mouth when you grind your lower half against mine. Your leg comes in between my thighs and you use your thigh to rub my growing erection.

We move into the living room because Kimberly’s in our bedroom and it wouldn’t be appropriate to do anything in front of her.

You lay me down on the sofa and crawl on top of me, your fingers unbuttoning my jeans quickly as mine do the same and before we know it, I’m now on top of you with your cock so far up my ass I’m seeing stars. My hands are pressed flat against your chest and I use it to lift myself up and down your pulsating shaft. Your hands grip my hips and help me lift up and down, your hips bucking up and causing me to bounce. I gasp and splutter as my body shakes and you groan and moan beneath me, your nails digging my flesh.

I scratch my nails down your chest as I come and you follow; your body spasming on the sofa below me. I lean my forehead against yours and look into your eyes, our heavy breath mingling between us.

I smile against your mouth and run my hands through your slightly sweaty hair as I lay on top of you.

You’re my best friend and my lover. You’re everything to me. I love you, forever and always.


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