I felt as if I was on cloud fucking nine. I was singing to Joshua and doing all kinds of crazy shit. I even took him to the park. Sure, he couldn’t go on the swings, so I tortured him by holding him and scaring the shit out of him by being on the swings. I needed parenting lessons. I could go to Noah’s but I couldn’t deal with seeing him and Kylie. I was happy that my friend decided to grow some balls and go after the one girl he couldn’t get over since high school, but if I was going to save face, I didn’t want them to think that their infectious obsession with babies had rubbed off on me. If they gave me some lessons, they’d probably set up a fucking second date for future sessions. I wasn’t that keen to learn. Kylie doesn’t have long to go until they add another addition to the family. I’m sure that Richard loves the attention, but another addition would give him some breathing space. God knows he needed it with those two. Last week Kylie said, “He slept ten minutes more today th

I felt as if I was in a maze. I was just walking around not having a clue what end of the park I should wait at. Olivia wasn’t happy about me going to the park, but when I told her that I would only be an hour and that would give her some chill time, she didn’t hesitate in saying bye to us. I wondered what was up with her. My baby sister used to be fun, and then after being dumped by Brent the moment she told him that she was pregnant, she was hurt. So deeply hurt that I thought that the minute Joshua came out and was in her life, that hurt would go away. I could see by the way that she was behaving that it wasn’t that simple. Fucking bastard!Shit, I wasn’t a fucking angel when it came to women. But I was clear about my intentions. One night. And that was all I could give them. I knew that some of them agreed, hoping that they could change my mind. They never did, but now I knew I was crossing a line. One that I didn’t know if it was a good idea. I wasn't honest with Ivy. Shit, I

I reached out and stroked her upper thigh, parting her lips slightly. Ivy looked so fucking sexy with her pussy squeezed together in this position. Her skin flushed a deep pink telling me that she was slick with moisture. “I didn't want to rush. I wanted us to take our time. But you’re so fucking wet for me.”Her dress was so tight and when I discovered that she had no panties on, it was as if she was ready for me to take her. “You wanted this, didn’t you?”She nodded her head as I slowly drew my finger along her hot opening. She as so fucking soft and I should have taken her then, but I used every ounce of control in my body to bide my time. “What is it about you that keeps me coming back for more?”She laughed, “We haven’t done anything yet. This is the first time,” she purred. Ivy tried to get up her sofa and I stopped her as I put another finger inside her. This time I made sure that I shifted the angle so that my thumb found her clit as my finger stroked her G-spot. I loved he

I couldn't focus much on the movie. We’d just put Hazel to bed, and even though she was only eleven months old, she had managed to exhaust me. I couldn’t wait for Joshua to be that age, she was only a few months older, but it was easier to interact with her. Tonight they were both staying at my place. So, I had both kids in my apartment, and my sister didn’t even know that I’d gone as far as to decorate Joshua’s room in my house. This whole thing was getting completely out of hand. I’d decorated it for two reasons. One, so that Joshua could stay over more often and two because it was keeping me preoccupied. I had a chill running down my spine as I thought about Dan. He was in a bad fucking way. Our intervention had gone badly. We needed to go back to see him, but next time with his family. I wanted comfort right now. The way that I was feeling was so fucking low. I didn’t want to go out; I wanted Ivy so badly. I was a selfish prick; I invited her here to talk to her. That was my aim.

Ivy was going to be fucking impressed with my culinary skills today. Mom was back from her cruise, and when I told her that I had been taking culinary lessons, she was pretty impressed. I did want to cook her lunch, but she was in town with Olivia. Apparently, having a girlie day out. I offered to look after Joshua, but mom wanted to spend time with him. It didn’t sound like much of a girlie day out when they usually just spend too much time hanging out at Starbucks. I swear that place is an automatic magnet for moms and the retired. They always seem to want to hang out there. I sent Ivy a text telling her that when she finishes work she should come to mine with Hazel. Sometimes I wonder if she has her phone in her hand all day waiting for my text. She usually replies in about ten seconds. Today, nothing and it has been nearly four hours since I sent it. I shook my head about my paranoia, but I just couldn’t help it. I’d spent the last three months calling or texting, and she would