Chapter 1

“I’m home.” I said as I walked into my house after a long day at work.

“Welcome home. How was your day?” My wife, Skye, asked from the other room, seemingly out of breath.

“The same as usual.” I hung my bag on the wall hook, kicked off my shoes, and walked into the kitchen.

I saw my wife lying across the kitchen table completely naked. She was gripping the edges to hold herself in place while our landlord’s thick cock pistoned in and out of her wet pussy. Her breasts were jiggling up and down with each thrust.

Skye was a petite woman, standing at just 5’1” tall, with a slender frame and small breasts. Her blonde hair was pulled up in a messy bun, and she had a few strands that had fallen down to frame her face. Her skin was pale, and she had a smattering of freckles across her cheeks and shoulders. She had a youthful face and a cute smile. Her blue eyes were always sparkling, and she had a mischievous look about her that I loved.

I walked past them and looked in the fridge.

“And how was your day?” I asked her.

“M-much better now that you’re h-home.” She let out a moan and her head fell back.

“That’s good.” I grabbed a soda and shut the door.

“I was going to start dinner soon.” My wife said between heavy breaths.

“What were you thinking of making?” I asked as I sat at the table near her head.

“I was gonna m-make spaghetti.”

“Our favorite.” I took a sip of my soda.

With a groan, the landlord shoved his cock as deep as it could go into my wife’s pussy and held her hips tight. With a few twitches, he began to fill her up with his loads of cum.

As the warm liquid pumped into her, she looked at me and smiled. Her breathing slowed and her face returned to a normal color. After several seconds, he pulled out and stumbled back, his dick slick with her juices. He tucked his wet cock away and zipped up his pants, leaving her lying there on the table, his seed dripping out of her freshly fucked pussy.

“Thanks for this months rent.” The landlord said as he put on his coat.

“Any time.” My wife replied, still not moving.

The landlord left the house and closed the door behind him. My wife rolled her head to look at me and smiled.

“So ... spaghetti?” She said with a smile, her chest still rising and falling.

“That’s a great idea” I reached over and ran my fingers through her hair.

She touched my hand softly before she rolled off the table and stood up, cum leaking out of her onto the floor. She walked over and kissed me on the cheek.

“It’ll be ready in about half an hour.” She said as she bent over to pick up her clothes.

“Sounds great.”

I watched her naked body move around the kitchen as she began cooking. The sounds of a busy kitchen filled the house, along with the smells of her cooking.

“Spaghetti?” My daughter, Maple, asked as she entered the room. “That’s my favorite.”

“Your favorite for your birthday,” My wife said with a smile. “Tonight we are celebrating.”

“Right,” I said happily. “Happy birthday, Maple. Big changes start tomorrow now that you’re sixteen.”

“I’m ready for it, Daddy.” She sat down beside me.

“I’m sure you are. It was only yesterday when you were a little girl, but now look at you. A beautiful young woman.”

“Thanks, Daddy. But I’ll always be your little girl.”

I leaned over and gave her a kiss on the top of her head.

“Dinner will be ready in just a minute.” My wife said.

Maple and I sat at the table as my wife finished plating the food. Once she was done, she set a plate in front of each of us. She then brought a plate for herself and sat down.

“Before we eat, I have a present for you.” I told her.

“What is it, Daddy?” She asked, excitedly.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a necklace with a heart charm on it.

“Daddy!” She gasped when she saw it.

“Here, I’ll help you put it on.” I moved behind her and clasped it around her neck.

“It’s beautiful. Thank you.” She said with a huge smile.

“You’re welcome, Sweetheart.” I sat back down.

“Happy Birthday, Maple.” My wife said, raising her glass of wine.

“Happy birthday, Sweetie.” I said as I clinked my soda can against my wife’s glass.

“Thank you both so much.” Maple smiled.

We enjoyed a nice dinner together and spent the rest of the evening talking and playing games. After a long day of work, I was happy to be home with my wife and daughter.

The next morning, I was up bright and early as usual to get ready for work. I had a quick shower, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and then headed downstairs to have breakfast.