Daddy’s Home

“I tried to make them go to bed three times and each time they would just sneak back down to wait on you.”

What was supposed to be a two day trip turned into a week. I try not to make promises to them I can’t keep but last night I promised I’d be home today. It was worth it, coming home to them knowing they were warm and safe and happy.

“Julian is going to say it was his idea to come down here but you know it was Emma.”

Picking Julian up, carrying him to his room it felt like he’d grown a foot in just a week. Even when they slept they had to be in matching pajamas. Standing in the door, watching him sleep I could hear them fussing. I know a lot of it was my fault, I never took our daughters side but I was also not very hard on her.

“Daddy, I just wanted to say goodnight to you and mommy is making me go to bed and you said you would read me and Jules a story and you never came!”

My wife gave me that look like, “You better not,” so I kneeled down kissed her on the forehead and tucked her in.

“Daddies sorry but you have to listen to your mother. I’m not taking anymore trips for awhile so I’ll read you and your brother a story tomorrow.”

Sitting on the bed, undoing my tie I could feel her arms reaching around me, “Leave the tie on.” However tired I was feeling went away that fast.

Taking a sip of scotch, watching her dance in the middle of our bedroom. No music, no stage, but her face so serious. Her hips and eyes so fucking serious. Stepping closer putting her finger in my mouth I sucked, she took that same finger and slid it inside her panties. Offering it to me again I sucked harder, this time picking her up and sitting her on my lap.

“I missed you so fucking much!”

I hated leaving but nights like this made coming home so worth it.