Noah walking in on Jackson and April having sex.
Hawaii was their destination. It's the perfect honeymoon they never got, but with children now. It's alright, though. They're enjoying it, and the memories they didn't get in the first place but are getting now are priceless.
They put the kids to bed a couple of hours ago and they luckily fell asleep without much struggle. Vacation has its perks when you spend all day at the beach, or by the pool, and it's hot as hell. It tires the kids and leaves the parents all alone for a few hours.
The windows are open, and the soft ocean breeze enters the sweaty room like a breath of fresh air. It's hot, though. Very hot!
She's bending over, crouching in all fours, hands and knees pressed to the mattress, her torso is nearly horizontal and her legs are slightly apart. Jackson stands behind her, holding her firmly by the waist, pleased with the way she moans every time he trusts into her.
"Jacks… Oh!"
Her hair falls back and she tilts her head in satisfaction when he reaches for her wet center, massaging her soft spot with a free hand.
Jackson tries to keep his eyes open, but he's quickly succumbing to the pleasure that it is being inside of her. This is not her favorite position, it's less intimate, less romantic, but why not spice things up in the bedroom sometimes?! Plus, they must enjoy it while they can. At home it's impossible being this free, having sex on top of the covers, with the warm weather making everything way more exciting.
"Faster… faster…" She begs and he applies more pleasure, swiftly speeding up his rhythm. He can feel his wife breaking down below him, reaching an incomparable high. Closing his eyes, but never stopping working on her with his hand, he tilts his own head back, bites his lower lip and moans her name. They rented a small bungalow in a fancy resort, but they have to keep it quiet. The kids are sleeping together in the room next door.
"Oh! Shit!"
He grins, opening his eyes to watch his wife struggle in keeping her arms up, holding herself together. She never curses and when she does, it can only means she's truly reaching her peak, delighting in the waves of a strong orgasm.
"Yeah, babe… yeah." He gulps, moving his hand back to the side of her waist to keep the balance and hold her still.
"Daddy?" Noah voice interrupts bursts through the walls of their room. With one hand on the door knuckle, he steps inside knocking, only to stop and stare and his parents standing in this weird position.
"Oh my gosh!" April exclaims, crashing into the mattress, and trying to hide her body from her son's sight. It's dark, but not that dark, and he will probably tell they're naked.
"Noah! Hey, buddy."
"What are you doing?" The three year old asks, standing by the door in his blue pajama shorts and thin t-shirt, with a confused stare.
Jackson freezes, still inside of her, glancing down at his wife and tries to come up with an excuse. "Daddy is scratching mommy's back." It's a lame excuse, but he hopes Noah buys it. How do you explain a three year old what sex is?
Noah tilts his head to the side, drops his hands, leaving the door, and takes a dangerous step closer. "But where are your jammies?"
Jackson can feel April starting to panic. They usually lock the door at home when they're having sex, but with the urge and the heat of the moment, they completely forgot. So, getting caught in the act by either one of their children is a brand new experience. One he's sure she doesn't want to repeat.
"Hmm… Do you need anything, buddy?"
"I'm thirsty."
"Okay, well… why don't you go back to your room and wait?" Jackson goes on. Looking at his son over his shoulder, standing butt naked on the bed, he silently prays Noah doesn't ask more questions. "Dad will be there in a minute, okay?" Talk about timing! In a minute he'd be having an orgasm by now! "Just close the door and wait for me. Okay?"
"Yeah…" The boy timidly turns on his feet, confused, shutting the door behind him.
Jackson, with his hands still on April's waist, looks down at her, and lets out a deep breath. It was embarrassing, but Noah didn't seem to fully understand what was going on, and April looks more terrified than he was. "Don't worry, he won't be scarred for life."
"I will!" She remarks, facing her husband with her bright red cheeks burning like fire, finally breathing.
"I'm gonna get him some water. If you want, we can finish this later." He smiles, coming out from behind her and leaning over to whisper on her ear. "With the door locked!" Then, tapping her butt cheek playfully, he grins, before crawling out of bed and grabbing his boxers on the way to the bathroom.
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