Felix
“Okay. Bath and then bed,” said Dad, sorry, I meant Alex.
I discreetly sniffed myself. We could probably all use a bath. Bossy Alex insisted on us bathing Chasity in the tub alone. We would each bathe quickly and join her in bed afterwards.
We can’t afford to get frisky anyway, muttered Alex as we helped Chasity undress.
And why can’t we get frisky? I asked, my eyes trailing over Chasity’s smooth golden skin.
Because she’s pregnant and she has had absolutely no antenatal said bossy-boots Alex.
I sighed inwardly. He was right. I had to begrudgingly admit that to myself. Don’t get me wrong, I was ecstatic to have her back, but I was also painfully horny. If Blue Balls was an Olympic Event, I would bring home the gold every time. Like I always said, Chasity had been named perfectl
