Chapter 4

WARNING: There is a sex scene in this chapter. If you don't like it, don't read it.

Wendy's POV

Bebe and I are decorating the house for Ally's birthday. I'm planning a small gathering for when she gets home from school. It will just be the family and a few close friends. "I can't believe my first baby is 18! Where did the time go?" I'm nearly in tear as I think about my baby not being a baby anymore.

"I know! I remember when she was born!" Bebe squeals.

"Yeah, I kind of miss those days." I smile about that. She was such an adorable babies. Those chubby cheeks and that dimple smile. Why do they have to grow up so fast?

"Are you and Stan planning to have more kids?" Bebe asks breaking me out of my daydream. I look at her and frown.

"I don't think so..." I tell her as I look away.

"Well I can understand why you wouldn't want anymore, but he doesn't have any so I assume he might want one of his own."

I shake my head. "He's fine with or without his own!"

Bebe raises her eyebrow. "It almost sounds like you're making the decision for him."

"It's not that..."

"Then what is it?"

"I just..." I look down. "I'm getting the feeling that Stan isn't attracted to me anymore."

"Why do you think that?"

"He never wants to have sex anymore. He claims he's too tired are sore from working out."

Bebe laughs and I glare at her. This isn't a laughing matter. "No offense, but that's a lame excuse!"

"I know…" I look away from her. "He doesn't look at me the same way anymore either. He always looked so happy and in love, now he just seems like he's sad and distracted when he's around me."

"Have you confronted him about your feelings?"

I shake my head. "No…what if it's in my head?"

"Or maybe it's not. He's your husband, you should be able to talk about your feelings."

I nod in agreement. "That's true."

"I wonder if he's having an affair…"

"Why would say that?"

Bebe shrugs. "I can't think of any other reason he's being standoffish."

I shake my head. "Stan is here for the most part. The only time he leaves the house is if he's hanging out with Kyle."

"Well you know Kyle's gay so he could be having an affair with him…"

I roll my eyes at her. "Stan isn't gay!"

"Are you sure about that? I mean you really don't know stan that well."

"We've known each since elementary school."

She nods in agreement. "Right! You know little boy Stan, not grown man Stan. I wouldn't be surprised if he plays for the other team. You're probably his beard."

I playfully shove her. "Stop it Bebe!"

"I'm just saying." She says just as I hear the sound of someone unlocking the door.

"Shh, that might be him!" I whisper. The door opens and I was right, it is Stan. He comes in carrying balloons.

"Hey." He greets me coldly.

"Hi honey." I try to kiss him, but he turns away.

"Hi." He looks at Bebe. "How's it going Bebe?"

"Great. How's Kyle?" Bebe smirks. I glare at her.

Stan shrugs. "I guess he's fine."

"Did you get the cake?" I ask him trying to quickly change the subject.

He nods. "It's in the car. I wanted to bring in the balloons first."

"Thank you!" I move closer to him. "You know, we have a few hours until the party..." I whisper seductively in his ear.

"I know." He swallows nervously. "I umm...I'm going to work out first and then get ready."

"We can workout together if you know what I mean..." I wink.

Stan points at Bebe. "Bebe is here."

"She can leave."

He looks like he's about to kiss me back, but then he pushes me away. "Maybe later babe. I'm going to get the cake out of the car and then work out now."

"Okay Stan..." I respond dejected. Stan heads out to the car. I turn towards Bebe with tears in my eyes.

"He's cheating on you! I'm sorry Wendy."

I start to cry. "I don't want to believe that..."

"The proof is in his behavior. What other reason would he have to act so cold and distant?"

"He can't be cheating! He's too kind and decent to do that! I refuse to believe that!"

Bebe puts her hands up in defeat. "Fine, I won't bring it up again."

I wipe my eyes. I'm not going to do this today. "Let's just finish decorating for the party! It's Ally's day!" It's all about Ally today. My problems with Stan will be addressed tomorrow…

Stan's POV

Ally's party is over and man, did it turn into a shit show in the end. Wendy got drunk as hell and kept trying to have sex. She was pissed when I said no and threw her drink on me and told me to sleep in my gym since she thinks that's all I care about. Luckily there's a pull out couch down here.

I took a shower since I smelled like liquor and was getting ready to turn in for the night when Alyssa comes down. She's still in her party clothes which consisted of a tight black dress and four inch heels. "Hey Stan!" She smiles.

"Hi Ally. Did you enjoy your party?" I ask her.

"Kind of. There's one thing I wanted that I didn't get…"

"What's that?"

She moves closer to me and smiles. "You!" She tries to kiss me, but I stop her.

"Ally…your mother is upstairs."

"She doesn't have to know…besides, it's my birthday!" She tries to kiss me again, but this time I move away from her.

"I understand that, but this is wrong."

"You said I was underage. I'm 18 now so you what's your excuse now?" She pouts.

"I'm married to your mother!"

"You haven't touched her in awhile."

"I tried to respect your feelings."

She smiles. "I appreciate that. That shows you really care about me."

I shake my head. "I don't want to hurt your feelings. But you know your mom is extremely pissed off with me at the moment."

Allys shrugs. "She'll be fine. But I won't be, if you don't take me right now!" She leaps into my arms and starts kissing me on the neck.

"Ally…Ally please!" I moan.

"Please keep going?"

I put her down. "Come on Ally…"

She starts to unzip my pants. "I want you! Give me the best birthday present ever!"

"But your mom-"

"She's passed out drunk. She'll never know I was down here with you!"

I shake my head. "We can't do this. It's not right."

"You're really going to turn me down?" She starts twerking in front of me. "You're going to turn down all of this?"

How can I resist her now? She's shaking all that ass in front of me. It's mesmerizing! "Get over here girl!" I grab her and throw her down on the couch.

"That's more like it!" Ally smiles as she takes off her dress and underwear. I start kissing her.

"Have you done this before?" I ask her.

She blushes. "No...okay yes. It was once with this guy that I use to-"

I start laughing. "I don't want to know!"

"Sorry. It has been awhile."

"That's okay, I'll be gentle." I take off my pants and I see Ally's eyes widen.

"You're so big! No wonder my mom is pissed off!"

"Can we not talk about her please?"

"Sorry..." She kisses me. I began playing with her boobs.

"Nice rack..." I tell her.

"I'm getting new ones next week. A birthday present from dad and a Nichole."

I rub her sides. "Just leave that ass alone! It's already perfect the way it is."

"For you, I will!" We kiss again, and then I gently insert myself inside of her. She lets out a cry and grabs on to me. "It hurts!" She cries out.

"I'll stop then."

She shakes her head. "No! I don't want you to stop! Just be more gentle."

"Okay." I gently thrust in and out of her. I can tell she's becoming more relaxed. She begins to moan in pleasure. I began thrusting harder as she feels good. She clings to me and continues moaning which is such a turn on for me. I passionately kiss her as I continue moving back and forth inside of her. Within minutes, I cum. I let out a sigh of relief and slowly pull out of her.

Ally wraps her arms around me. "That was amazing! I love you!"

My eyes widen. "What?"

"I said, I love you!"

"I…I love you too." Why did I say that?

"Can we snuggle? I want to feel your strong arms around me."

I nod. "Of course, but only for a few minutes and then you have to go back upstairs."

"That's fine." She lies her head on my chest and I wrap my arms around her. Within minutes, we're both asleep…