*WARNING: Mature content between the mamas!*

*STEF*

It was true. The frustration that I was feeling towards these teenagers was mounting, and as it was only day five, I wondered what the hell I had gotten myself and Lena into in taking such wild children into our home. I knew that underneath everything, they were just scared children, but I was beside myself. Learning and taking classes for this was one thing. Actually taking them in stride and dealing with them day in and out was another thing.

Was I really this short tempered? Was I really unable to keep my cool when it came down to it? I was beginning to have my doubts as I head into my office to get some book-work done before dinner. "Are you busy, Mrs. Adams Foster?" I hear the familiar voice of my wife automatically placing a smile on my face. There she stood over by my desk, her hat in her hand.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" I tease as I place my own hat on the side of my desk. She moves closer as she pulls up a chair to be closer to me.

"I just thought we could have a few moments together...you know, away from everyone..." She places her hat on top of mine and instantly grabs my hands as she looks into my eyes. I smile awkwardly all of the sudden feeling shy for some reason. She was so very loving and caring, and in these moments, our connection was strong and it was very apparent to me why I fell in love with her in the first place.

I sigh as I sit back in my chair and let her run her fingers softly over warm skin. "I miss us...we've been so busy with these kids, and as you probably already have noticed, my fuse is getting smaller and smaller with them..."

She looks at me with such understanding. "I had a feeling you were feeling like this. They'll come around, baby. I do have faith in that. I feel so badly about their past." She bites her lower lip as she sits back herself but keeps her knees against mine. "We're supposed to take them to therapy on Saturday morning. Possibly we'll get a bit of insight?"

I frown. "We're all going to therapy? I thought they'd see the therapist alone?" This doesn't set well with me, and I hate therapy sessions as it is.

"Well, I mean, they'll go alone and separately, but eventually we'll probably be asked to join them." She cocks her head as her eyebrow furrows. "I thought you knew that, honey?!"

"I didn't. Lena...you know how I am with spilling my guts to a therapist. C'mon, now..." I try to make light of things as my voice lowers, but she frowns.

"This isn't about YOU! It's about them and how we can help them! Stef!" I can hear the disappointment in her voice, and I sigh loudly again as I raise my hands.

"Ok! Ok! Calm down, sugar mama!" I lean in towards her to kiss her, and she complies as she practically moves into my lap. I moan softly as my hands find her back end, and I squeeze her ass in her tight jeans. "Mmmmm, baby...don't tease me right now! We have kids walking around, and I have work to get done..." But she completely ignores me as she grips the back of my neck and tugs softly on my short hair at the nape of my neck.

"Shhhhh, don't talk..." our tongues collide now as she moves to straddle me in my office chair. My hands move up her back and back down again as I play with her ass knowing that it drives her insane. We haven't taken the time to connect like this in quite some time, and I'm reminded how good she tastes as our tongues swirl around each other's causing my middle to clench with desire. I can feel myself getting wetter the deeper we kiss, and I move my hand between us to push softly on her chest.

"Lena..." I whimper softly, but she moves to run her tongue back behind my ear.

"Haven't you ever heard of quickies?" Her hot breath sends waves of fog over me, and I can't think as I close my eyes and give in to desire. Her curls brush my face softly as she continues to kiss on my neck and nibble on my earlobe, and all I can do is sit here and squirm as my fingers pull her hair down from the pony tail she loves placing on the top of her head at random times of the day.

We both are breathing heavily now, as she quickly gets up to close my office door and lock it, pulling down the blind over the small window. I can feel the heat on my cheeks as she stands in front of me and smiles in such a way, I want to rip her clothes off. She moves in closer as she kneels between my legs, pushing them apart as she doesn't lose eye contact with me, her hands quickly undoing my belt buckle and jeans. "Ever wondered what it would feel like to be licked right here in your chair?" She boldly asks as she tugs my jeans down my thighs.

I move my hands to cup her cheeks as I blush deeply, my chest moving up and down in anticipation. "Fuck...Lena...here? Really?" I begin to tremble slightly. It doesn't matter how many times we've fucked or made love. She gets me every single time.

"Mhmmm," She smiles as she pulls down my boy shorts and moves in to run her tongue over my soaking wet slit. I throw my head back as I bite my inner cheek trying desperately not to moan too loudly. My heart is pounding out of control in my chest, and I feel as if I'll faint any minute. I move my fingers back to her hair as she begin sucking on my hardened clit causing my hips to move up and down. I feel her hands grip my hips as she swirls her tongue down to my hole and back up to flick over my clit.

"Shit...Lena!" I gasp as the licks and sucking becomes more and more intense. I gasp for air as my lower back arches, and she digs her fingers in my ass as she licks me over and over, nipping my clit and making me cry out.

I need more, and she knows this, but she waits until I am practically begging her before she thrusts her slim fingers into me causing me to gasp and my eyes to fly open. I look down into her eyes which are already watching my reaction, and I bite my lower lip as I move to the rhythm of her fingers. She curls them, hitting a spot sending me into a spiral of curse words, and I can feel her smile in my center as she kisses and licks the cum that falls over her own fingers. As I come down from my high, I look down again to see her licking her fingers clean before moving in to kiss on my clit once more. She does this several more times until I just can't take anymore, and I tug softly on her hair. "Len...baby...kiss me..." I breathe out, and she moves to a kneeling position as she cups my cheeks and kisses me deeply. I moan as I kiss her back, and want to cum again just tasting myself on her tongue.

After a bit, she helps me with my jeans, and I grip her hips as I push her against the door and kiss and suck my way down her neck. "Mmmmm, you are so good, Mrs. Adams Foster...you know that? Hmm?" I croon in her neck as she breathes heavily.

"I need to go and make dinner, baby..." She stops me, and I groan.

"But I didn't get to repay the favor..." I protest as I look into her eyes and brush her cheek softly. God, I love this woman!

She smiles mischievously. "It's ok. There's always tonight after lights out..."

She pulls out of my grasp and quickly grabs her hat as I smack her ass. "Tease!" I pout, but she just flashes me a smile as she blows a kiss and is gone. Neither of us knows what's about to go down within the next several hours. All we feel in this moment is the connection that brought us together, and for the first time in almost a week, I feel rather optimistic about the twins.