“Mmmh…”

I open my eyes. It’s dark already, there’s only a candle lit in the room. I’m a little groggy. Where’s Kyle. Ah, that’s right! Kaylee!

I see my little baby sleeping in the crib next to the bed. Sighing a breath of relief and happiness, I get off the bed to go towards my daughter.

A smile creeps up on my face. I was almost constantly tired when I was pregnant. Now, I’m feeling fine after a rest. It’s just like Kyle said!

I hear footsteps approaching the room. Kyle opened the door a minute later, holding a tray of food.

“Wife, how are you feeling? I brought you dinner.”

My beloved approaches me after setting the tray on the bedside table. We gaze the sleeping face of our daughter together, while Kyle puts his arm around my waist.

“Dear? Where’s that hand going?” I ask him with a teasing tone. His hand has wondered up from my waist to my breasts. I think he enjoys the size increase that comes along with the pregnancy.

“Wife, come, have some dinner. We can do some exercise after.” Kyle winked at me. I think I get what he means. He’s certainly an experienced man. I’ve seen it briefly in his memories.

While, it’s too late to be feeling jealous over his old love encounters, I can’t help but still feel frustrated.

I slapped his hand off, while feigning anger. He just laughed and pulled me over to the bed and sat me down.

After having some nourishment, Kyle helped me wipe off in the bathroom. Of course, I protested that I do it on my own but Kyle failed to comply.

He must have been holding back too much while I was carrying Kaylee.

I know that I won’t be able to stop him if he decides to get a concubine, or even a second wife. But he didn’t. It’s not uncommon for powerful and rich men to have multiple women.

The moment that I was waiting for came. Kyle pushed me down on the bed. We were both wearing very little. I only had a towel wrapped around me. Kyle had some shorts on.

Honestly, I was a little afraid and looking forward to it at the same time. I’m a normal woman after all.

“Dear…Kaylee is right there…can we do it another night?”

“Kyaaa!”

Ah. Kyle took away my towel abruptly. I could only helplessly go along now. Right. It’s exercise.

My wondering thoughts were brought back to reality by Kyle’s aggressive kiss. His large and warm hands massaging all the right spots. I can’t help but moan. It’s a good thing that all the maids and staff live in the attached building.

I also respond back with a kiss of my own. How can a man have such strong and hard muscles while being so thin?

His hands cupped my milk pots. His kisses going lower and lower.

“Wife, it seems like I need to do some taste testing for our baby daughter!”

“Ah!” So embarrassing!

My husband enjoys sucking on my two little grapes. He spends quite a lot of time on them usually. I think some milk must have come out. Soon, I forgot all the embarrassment in our passion.

I feel Kyle’s hand approach my secret garden. I think I’m ready. Kyle must know it too. I feel his thick and hot thing enter me. We made love more than once. While our baby daughter slept right next to us. I was very ashamed but also incredibly turned on at the same time.

It was a very happy night.