Take My Ex-Wife Again

I was shocked to see his face on the TV. It had been over a year since the last time I saw him. He looked so hot and handsome in his three piece D&G suit. He was being interviewed live and the female host looked so starstrucked on him. I breathed in and out deeply. I forgot to notice my son flapping his feet and hands to step into the edge of the counter table. I looked at him and to my surprised, his eyes were also glued to the TV screen. He recognized his father. He was pointing his fingers to the screen. The female host started asking questions. "You have been selected to judge for this year's Miss Universe. But aside from that purpose, what are the other things that you plan to do while staying in the country?" "My woman is here." He answered without any hesitations. The crowd gasped while he maintained his serious dark smile. I was stunned to hear his answer. So, he was here for her. The female host asked again, "Does she know you are here for her?" "No." He answered.

“Alright class, I need your research papers by Monday.” I stood up and gathered my things. The week is over. I'm so excited to go home. My baby is waiting for me. My brother is babysitting him today. We take rounds of watching my son. France, my brother, loves to watch him because my son is his “favorite baby of all time” as what he told me. The only thing that he has been complaining is when my baby pooped, which I find very funny especially when France always panics.As I was heading my way to the faculty room to gather my other belongings, I heard a commotion near the Dean's office. There were bunches of students and teachers giggling like lovesick puppies.“What's going on?” I asked one of my students.“Hi maam! There is a super handsome man with Dean Patrick right now. They say he is a benefactor.”I nodded my head and walked away. I went inside the faculty room and got ready to leave when Mrs. Owen called our attention.She was giggling while calling our attention. “Everyone

I quickly headed home by taxi. It was raining hard. When I entered the apartment, I was welcomed with France holding my baby sobbing silently. “Momma's here!” I took him from France and rocked him gently while kissing his forehead and he wiggled lightly. “What happen to my baby? Did you miss mommy?” I cooed him. He just looked at me with his watery eyes and he tried reaching my face. I leaned closer to him and he kissed my lips. So adorable! “I love you baby. Now tell me where it hurts?” He is still few months old so I don't expect him to answer but instead he curled up his body closer to my chest. My precious baby weighs like a feather. I always want to carry him. “Livy, is it okay if I leave for now? I got a call from the office. I'll be back as soon as I can.” France kissed my forehead. “All is well Franny. Thank you for watching him.” “You know I don't accept thank yous from you. It's always what I want and it's always my job to protect you and this cute little baby.” He smi

🎬sexual content ahead 🎬 I just got off from the phone with France. He kept on apologizing his sudden long absence. I assured him everything had been fine and he made me promise to call him if I need anything. It was already 10pm and my baby was soundly sleeping now after I fed him his breastmilk. We played non-stop since he woke up at dinner time. He surely got an energy of a young kid for his age. He seemed to not getting tired. I heard a knock on the door, so I quickly put my silk robe on and headed out to the frontdoor. I was only wearing my black lingerie inside. I was tired of changing. It could be the landlord delivering baked cookies again. Mr. Calvin was like a grandfather to me. He always looked for us and our needs, and he always made sure that we were comfortable in our apartments and we were provided with sufficient supply of our basic needs. I opened the door and found David standing before me. He must have changed his clothes. He was wearing a dark blue polo tu

I got off from this king size bed when I noticed my baby was no longer beside me. I didn't bother putting any slippers on and just rushed out of the room immediately. I found David and my baby sitting on the couch watching cartoons. My baby was springing and kicking in excitement on his father's lap. They were singing along with the characters on the screen. I sighed and stared blankly. My son needs his father. I am not a selfish mother to deprive him of having and being loved by his father. I was standing at the door far behind them. I was wearing a white long sleeve that had his scent. He must had changed me and put me to bed. My baby saw me and he started giggling and babbling "mamamamamamama!"David turned his head and he looked at me. His eyes were sad but smiling. I walked to them and stood at the back of the couch kissing my baby at the same time enclosing David from behind. I sat on the couch beside them. I just noticed that I was only wearing my underwear, no bra on.