*mature*

Linda leaned on the counter, watching her husband and sons. She smiled and rolled her eyes at their pleas.

"Please, Dad?" Jack begged, "it's winter break!"

"Yeah!" Sean chimed in, "we don't have to get up early! Please?!"

Danny smirked, his mind flashed with memories of when he was a kid, begging his parents to let him stay up and watch the Rangers game. "I'm game if your mother is."

Linda smiled at them as they turned their attention to her, "it's okay with me. You two go ahead and start," she stood next to Danny, "your Dad and I have something to discuss."

Danny raised his eyebrows, wondering what Linda wanted to discuss. He watched as she ruffled Jack's hair, the sleeve of her robe bouncing. She wore her deep burgundy robe that went down to her ankles. It had white trim, making her neck look more slender. Her long leg peeked out from where her robe split, making Danny's mouth water and sending heat immediately south.

"Hurry up," Sean followed his brother out of the kitchen.

"It won't take long."

Once the sounds of the tv could be heard, Danny asked, "What's the matter, babe?"

"Give me your hand, darling."

Confused, the detective complied.

The nurse placed his hand on her hip, beneath her robe. She slowly moved it down to her butt, smiling sexily when her husband smirked.

Danny felt the smooth skin of her butt, which meant one of two things: she was wearing a thong, and she was just wanting him to get hot and bothered, or... she wasn't wearing any thing, which would also serve to make him hot and bothered.

Linda moved Danny's hand between her legs, and took her hand away. She moved into his hand, silently begging him to pleasure her.

Danny's smirk turned wicked as he stroked her womanhood, loving how the had to be quiet as mice. Something about being quiet during sex really aroused Danny. "Are you wearing anything beneath that robe?" He whispered.

Linda bit her lip and slowly untied the belt. Equally as slowly, she pulled the fabric from her body, exposing her naked front.

Danny offered a low growl as his eyes zoomed in on her prominent nipples. His mouth descended upon the left one, as his finger went to town. He smiled against her when he felt her fingers u tie the belt to his robe. Danny believed in a thing called 'military pajamas', which were a T-shirt and underwear. Linda didn't like him walking around the house half-naked, so she bought him a robe. She had also come to adopt 'military pajamas', which Danny found indescribably sexy.

Linda felt herself being backed up to the first hard surface there was. She put her foot on the cool surface as she and Danny kissed feverishly. The cool metal told her it was the refrigerator; she had never told Danny, but one of her fantasies was to be banged against the cool metal refrigerator.

Danny lifted Linda into his arms, pressing her against the fridge. With her help, he managed to slide his underwear down just enough in order to enter his beautiful wife.

Jack and Sean were too enthralled with the game to care what their parents were supposedly discussing. "Come on," Jack prodded, scooting to the edge of his seat. "Score."

"Yeah, score!" Sean agreed, he, too, on the edge of his seat.

The Rangers scored the goal, three yells of 'yes!' could be heard. Jack and Sean high fived each other, not hearing the third 'yes'.

Linda slapped her hand over her mouth, that 'yes' was not supposed to come out. Danny laughed against her neck, "Come on," he whispered, "I'll tell 'em we have some work to do. I'll be vague, and we can finish this upstairs."

Linda nodded and put her feet on the ground. She tied her robe and headed up the stairs.

"Where's Mom going?" Sean asked Danny.

"We'll be back, don't worry. Keep watching." The detective climbed the stairs, hearing his kids give a simultaneous "Eh." He was going to have fun tonight.