Part Eleven

The next morning Kris and Rich were having a late breakfast in the kitchen while their twins were playing suspiciously peaceful in the living room. Just when Kris got up to get more coffee for them, their front door opened with a loud thud.

“Where is he? Where is that stupid bastard?” Jon yelled and came running into the kitchen. Dot followed right behind him and looked at the couple worried. Rich frowned.

“Hey man, what’s wrong?” he asked and got to his feet.

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong? Are you fucking kidding me?” Jon’s temper was in full swing.

“Dad, pipe down or you going to make Andrew cry!” Kris gave him a stern look and softly moved the little portable baby bed, in which her youngest son was resting comfortable and frowning lightly about the loud voice.

“Oh, I’m sorry….Hi, there little man. It’s grandpa…hi, there…” he greeted the little boy and grinned happily when the baby gurgled and reached for him with his tiny hands.

“Jon…” Rich really wanted to know why his best friend was so upset. Jon turned his head and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

“You! You promised you would never hurt her! You promised you would treat my baby right!” he hissed through clenched teeth.

“I do!” Richie said irritated.

“You do! YOU DO?!?!”

“Dad!” Kris picked up her now crying son.

“I’m sorry, sweetie.” Jon whispered. He took a deep breath.

“Tell me what this is, Rich? Tell me…AND your wife what you did last night!” He pressed one of those tabloid magazines in Richie’s hands and looked at him angrily.

“What’s that?” Kris wanted to know when Rich looked at some pictures. He grinned lightly.

“Some pics from last night.” He said. Kris paled lightly.

“What kinda pictures?” She put her son back into his little bed and grabbed the magazine. It contained pictures of her husband dancing. His arms were wrapped around a gorgeous blonde woman on the dance floor. All you could see of her was her back. Kris chuckled.

“I don’t think that’s funny, sweetie. It says that he…” he pointed his right index finger accusingly at Rich. “…and that woman vanished into one of those suites they have there.”

Kris grinned even more and snuggled close to her husband. He turned his head and looked at her deep blue eyes that were sparkling with lust. Slowly he leaned forward and kissed her deeply.

Jon was just staring at them. He thought his daughter would rip Richie apart when she would see those pictures. He couldn’t believe it.

Dot watched the whole scenario grinning. Sure, she was mad at Rich when she saw those pictures, but they both were so relaxed when they rushed into their kitchen, there was no tension at all in the room. Now she was pretty sure the gorgeous blonde from last night was her daughter.

“You aren’t mad at him?” Jon asked totally flabbergasted.

“No, I’m not…he was very good last night. Very, very good.” Kris said laughing lightly while resting her hand on Rich’s chest. He smiled.

“That…that…that’s you in the picture?” Jon looked shocked and sank down into a chair. Kris nodded.

“But you just had a baby! That can’t be you.”

“Excuse me? Andrew is nearly five months old, Dad.” She looked at him little offended.

“And we shouldn’t forget she has your genes. As soon as the baby was out, her body returned to his sexy-mode.” Dot said laughing. Kris laughed out loud.

“Well, it wasn’t that easy, but thanks.”

“Why don’t you go outside and play with John and Lauren, baby?” Dot soothingly patted Jon’s shoulder. He was still sitting at the kitchen table staring at his daughter. It was a little hard for him to accept.

“Sure, honey.” He got up and walked into the living room still a little shocked. Kris nodded at Rich and he followed Jon grinning.

“So,…how is this new club?” Jon asked when they were finally outside and playing some football with the twins. Rich chuckled lightly. It seemed his father-in-law and best friend processed the events of the morning.

“Quite nice actually. You should give it a try.” He suggested. Jon smirked.

“Maybe we will.”

~ The End ~

Part Ten

“Everything ok? Everybody asleep?” Rich asked after he crossed their bedroom and entered their bathroom.

“Yeah, they are out dead now.” Kris answered while brushing her hair. Her husband stepped closer to her and wrapped his arms around her middle. She was wearing this deep purple negligee he liked so much. Carefully he rested his chin on her right shoulder and searched her eyes in the mirror.

“What?” she smiled at him.

“I really enjoyed our evening. Thank you.” He placed a soft kiss on her neck. A shiver ran down her spine.

“I enjoyed it too.” She slowly turned and put her arms around his neck.

“Did you like our first time cheating on each other?” he asked laughing lightly. She grinned.

“I have to say I liked playing this game with you. It was interesting.”

“You sound surprised.” He pointed out while they were walking to their huge bed and he could admire her toned butt, which became slightly visible with every step she took. He just loved this negligee.

“Honestly, I am. I never thought I would be able to let go like this…and certainly not in public.” Kris admitted and climbed into bed.

“But it was exciting.”

“Yeah,…and scary…I mean, can you imagine what would have happened if they caught us in the stairway? It would have been on every cover tomorrow. A nightmare.” She shuddered at the thought. Rich grinned and pulled her close to him.

“But it didn’t happen. Maybe we can do it again some time.” He suggested carefully. She looked at him.

“Well, I don’t know…” Kris pulled the covers a little higher and snuggled closer to his warm body.

“…maybe…but then I would change one thing.”

“What’s that, darling?” he had to admit he was already ecstatic that she didn’t say no immediately.

“The next time when I meet a tall dark and handsome looking stranger on the dance floor, he will take me to a hotel and not home. This menace we call kids won’t be there.” She said grinning. Rich laughed out loud.

“Ok, deal…next time we will wrap up our evening in a high class hotel.” He paused shortly.

“Speaking of wrapping up…” his hand found the hem of her negligee.

“Richie…” she whispered.

“Yes, my love?” he kissed her left shoulder softly.

“You do know that I still need to walk tomorrow, right?”

“Sore?” he wondered.

“Damn right, Mister. Did you already forget what we did tonight?” The positions were not their normal standard and she sure felt her muscles arching already.

“Hmmm….maybe I can take care of you…slowly and softly.” His fingers danced around her clit. She inhaled sharply.

“I thought you already tried that in the car…and you know how it ended.” She whispered and closed her eyes against the sensation. He continued his gentle movements.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked in a low voice.

“Nooooo…please….don’t stop…” her eyes flew open and she stared at him. Smiling he leaned down to her and kissed her. During all this time his fingers never stopped playing with her clit.

He watched fascinated how her breathing sped up and a light film of sweat started to cover her skin. She was beautiful in her arousal. And he knew what she liked. What he needed to do to send her over edge without entering her. He learned it after her pregnancy with their twins. Those ten weeks after she gave birth were painful for him, but he enjoyed the fact that he could give her whatever she needed.

“Richie!” her hands reached for his upper arms. She was close.

“Soon, darling…soon…” he whispered into her ear and sucked lovingly at her earlobe.

“…God…” she moaned.

His stroking became more firm. His thumb was giving her clit a constant massage now. He pushed the soft silk material of her negligee from her breasts and let his tongue dance over her rock hard nipples. Her left hand found its way to his head and held him in place, desperate to get the last necessary urge to give her, her sweet release.

When Rich flicked her clit and sucked hard on her one nipple at the same time, her body arched off the bed in tension.

“RICHIE!” her voice echoed back from the wall and he prayed his children didn’t hear her. Normally he would have sealed her mouth with a long passionate kiss, but this time he was too busy taking care of her breasts.

“I love you.” She whispered while catching a breath and snuggling close to him.

“I love you too, darling.” He whispered back and turned off the lights.

Part Nine

“Are we already there?” she asked surprised while pushing down the skirt of her dress again.

“Uhm…yeah, the driver is smoking in front of the house.” Rich told her after taking a short look out of the tinted windows.

“Oh my God. That’s so embarrassing.” She ran her fingers nervously through her hair, trying to finger comb it.

“Nah, it’s not…I’m pretty sure it wasn’t a first for him.” Rich placed a short kiss on her lips. She looked at him skeptical.

“How about we go inside? I’ll promise there will be no drivers.” She chuckled lightly at his comment and got out of the car with him.

“Nice place….massive.” She let her gaze wander over the impressive house or better mansion that was close to one of New Jersey’s beaches.

“Thanks. I like it a lot….Come on.” He tangled his fingers with hers and pulled her slowly with him to the front door. As soon as they stepped into the big foyer, which was illuminated by some dimmed lights, voices of children could be heard. She hesitated, but it was too late.

In the next moment, a six-year old boy and girl rushed down the stairs, obviously chasing each other. When they spotted the two adults, they stopped dead in their tracks.

“Dad, Lauren took all my candy.” The boy whined and pointed at his sister.

“That’s true, but John took mine first and already ate it all. That’s not fair, right Mom?” the girl looked at the blond woman, who was standing next to her father with big eyes.

That woman tried hard not to laugh, but keep a stern face. Without reacting at her daughter’s complaint, she looked at the delicate platinum watch on her left wrist.

“Why aren’t you two in bed? It’s already after 2 a.m.?” she asked in a calm voice. The eyes of her twins grew wide in shock.

“Oh shit.” Lauren whispered and grabbed her brother’s hand to drag him upstairs with her. A few seconds later you could hear two doors close loudly.

“Well,…that was the reality check, Mr. Sambora.” She turned to her husband laughing lightly.

“I think you are right, darling.” He wrapped his right arm around her waist and pulled her close for a long kiss before she had the chance to vanish upstairs as well.

Kris leaned her head against his shoulder after they parted and inhaled the sweet mixture of his scent. He still smelled like sex. Like dirty, rough and naughty sex. Sighing she moved away from him.

“I will check on Andrew first and then on Lauren and John.” She told him already moving towards the stairs. He nodded.

“I’ll see if Ava is still awake. I wanna know what kinda stunt our two little devils pulled to stay up all night.” He shook his head lightly. The twins really were a handful and to be honest only Kris and Dorothea could really handle them. All other family members would normally give up after the third or fourth try. He hoped his youngest would be a little less stressful.

“Ok, see you in a few.” Kris turned to the first door on the right, which was opposite to their bedroom, while Rich continued his walk down the hall to his daughter’s room.

He knocked softly at her door and wasn’t surprised when he heard her voice telling him to come in. She was a night owl just like him.

“Hi princess. Still on the computer?” it seemed the lap top or phone was glued to her these days, even in bed. He would never understand teenagers.

“Hi dad. How was your evening?” Ava looked up from the screen.

“Uhm,….nice. I guess you could say, it was nice.” He said a little hesitant and couldn’t hide the grin that spread across his face, when he thought about the night’s events.

“Okaaaay,….I don’t think I wanna know more. Jesus.” She shook her head lightly and snuggled deeper into her pillow. Rich chuckled.

“So, can you tell me why our two dare devils are still awake?” he wanted to know.

“I put them to bed four times and they got up again and again. I finally decided to let them run around and prayed that they would eventually get tired and fall asleep. I have to say though they have quite a stamina.” Rich only nodded. Bedtime for the twins was 8 p.m. They managed to stay awake for over six hours. Luckily, it wasn’t a school night.

“What about Andy?” he asked his daughter. She smiled lightly.

“He was a good baby. He woke up to have his last bottle around 11:30 p.m. and is sleeping peacefully ever since.” Ava pointed at the baby phone on her nightstand.

“Well, at least someone who got some sleep. Thanks for babysitting, princess.” He kissed her forehead shortly.

“No problem, Dad. You two needed a night for yourself.”

“Well,…thanks… I guess….Do me a favor?.....Don’t stay on this thing…what is it?” Ava turned the screen so he could see it.

“Twitter, Dad. You have an account yourself.” His daughter pointed out.

“Yeah, I know. But only because you set it up. Don’t stay on it too long. It’s already late, princess.”

“Ok, Dad.” She said and turned her laptop off.

“Night, princess.”

“Night, Dad.”