This story happened while Hubby was in his first year of law school. By way of background, we were super poor at the time and we had our first born and I wanted to stay home with, so we (very briefly) lived with his parents. His parents are totally loaded and paid for his law school tuition (privilege, I know), but we would still be otherwise living on savings and decided to live with them when they offered.
My husband was studying something law related, and our daughter was cradled in his arms, where she fell asleep. Something about seeing my man with his daughter in his arms made my ovaries do loopdeloops and I knew I had to have him ASAP–in the carnal sense. I took our baby from him and put her in her crib, and returned to the basement where he was still studying.
I folded the corner of the page for him and shut the book. Before he had any time to protest, I shut his stupid perfect mouth up with my tongue.
“Are we doing” *breath* “this” *breath* “right now?” Hubby asked. I answered by bending over the couch in front of him and pulling my jeans past my butt.