The luckiest

Chapter 20

"You have enough proof to warrant that this woman is a former disgruntled employee and someone whose advances you spurned and is now just seeking some sort of revenge." Reese was Charlie's attorney from the time he owned his tech company and handled all things legal for him.  She tapped her chin thoughtfully with her long, white manicured nail as she studied the emails Charlie'd printed out and the texts, then shook her head, "Nah, you're safe." She looked from Charlie to me and then back at Charlie, "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Charlie asked, his arm tightening around my waist as I sat on the arm of his desk chair.

"Do you want to talk privately?" She looked at him as if she was trying to convey something with her eyes.

"Reese.  Come on!" He urged.

"I have to ask."  She smiled sympathetically at me.  I felt ill, to think she thought Charlie might be hiding something from me.

"Ginny and I have no secrets and we have a happy marriage.  There is nothing we can't discuss in front of her."

"Good.  Let's wait to see what this woman comes forward with and if there is anything from an actual legal representative.  In the interim, do not engage with her." We nod at Reese's instruction.  "Either of you."

"Agreed." I say, running both my hands through my hair.

"Well, if that's all you need from me, I'll be off.  Ginny, Charlie, always a pleasure.  Kiss those adorable kids for me."

I smiled genuinely at the mention of our kids, "Will do.  Let us know when you're free for dinner.  We'd love to have you and Aimee over before the summer's over."

"That'd be great.  If you figure out a date, you can schedule it with my PA, so it's in my diary and that way I won't forget." She smiles broadly as she gets up from her chair and smooths her beige pencil skirt over her thighs.

"I'll do that."

"Charlie, call me if anything materialises." She shakes his hand.

"I hope I don't have to."

"Same.  You're my easiest client.  I'd like to keep it that way."

We are outside with the kids, having an early dinner, the positive meeting with Reese having eased the mood a bit.  Charlie looks less bothered by it all at least.  I stroke his hand while I rock our sleeping baby boy in my free arm.

"Not long to go until Mrs C is back.  Looking forward to it?"

I smile thoughtfully at him, "Yeah.  I miss her, but this has been good.  I'm enjoying the time with the kids on my own.  I also met someone at the park the other day."

"Another parent?"

"Yeah, Millie.  She and her husband Alex moved here from Augusta.  She's asked me for a playdate with the girls and her boys."

"That's nice.  Are you going to do it?"

"Yeah, but I'd prefer not to bring this little guy along, so I can focus on the girls.  They're always on the go as you know."

"Sounds good.  Just let me know when you're thinking of."

I watch as Caitlyn and Cara are placing their broccoli in between their two plates and pulling disgusted faces at it.  This was new.

"Hey!  Eat those veggies you two!" I admonish them lightly.

"It's gwoss, Momma!" Cara exclaims, while Caitlyn pretends to gag.

"Look at Daddy, he's eating his.  That's why he's so big and strong."  I look to Charlie, who makes a show of eating his greens.

"But I don't want to be a big boy." Cara answers back, her eyes starting to brim with tears.

"Now, no tears over broccoli and just to be clear, you will grow into a big girl instead, I promise!"  I wink at Charlie, who is struggling to hold back his laughter.

"Yeah!" Caitlyn pipes up, "I don't want a beard when I'm big.  I want to be like you, Momma."

"Ah, thank you Caity.  If you eat the broccoli, I know you'll grow into a big girl.  That's what I had to do."

"OK, but only if you pwomise."  She insists with a sigh.

"I promise."

I'm reading to the girls, while Charlie feeds his namesake in the nursery.  Story time is Rosie's Hat and the girls are almost out, fighting sleep, by the time I finish.  I put on the night-light and kiss them both before quietly exiting.

I find my delightful husband in the nursing chair in baby Charlie's room, with said baby over his shoulder as he gently pats his back.  I watch with absolute love as he nuzzles baby Charlie's neck and takes a deep breath.  I love how he loves our family.  His eyes close and he tilts his head back, a soft sigh escaping him.

"Here," I begin as I walk in, my arms outstretched, "You go and get showered.  I'll take over."

Just as he is about to hand me our little boy, a big belch escapes the cherub and we both laugh quietly.  Charlie gently places him in his crib and covers him.  "Come on.  Let's do that shower together."

My hands are flat against the shower wall, my face against the cool tiles.  My breathe catches as Charlie's mouth covers more of my s*x, his tongue flicking and sucking.  His hand tightens on my thigh and he pushes my leg slightly higher.  I feel my stomach muscles tighten in anticipation as the pull prepares me for the sweet release that's about to rip through me.  As I c*m with the final flick of his tongue, he slips a finger inside of me, pushing against my spot and it feels as if my orgasm is going to result in a scream, but I quickly place a hand over my mouth and groan into it, smiling like an i***t after.

"I take it you're happy, Mrs King?"

"Shut up." I groan at his teasing, "Now, get up and let me show you just how happy you make me."

I take his hard length into my hand, as I kneel in front of him, oblivious to the hard tiles under my knees.  Pleasure far outweighs the bit of discomfort in this instance.  I stroke his length, the soft velvety skin moving beneath my enclosed hand as I stroke slowly up and down.  I use my tongue to lick him from base to head, sucking on the tip.  He sucks air through his teeth as he struggles not to push deeper into my grip.  I place my mouth over his head and slowly take him in, my hand still guiding.  I stroke up and down as I suck gently, my tongue flat against him, paying special attention to the tip as I move back up, encircling it with my tongue.

"Hmmm." He moans, his hand grabbing a fistful of my hair.  "That feels amazing, Gin."

I smile victoriously and go a little faster.  His breathing becomes ragged and his groans fill my ears.  My own lust building again, I contemplate stopping and begging him to satisfy me yet again, but fair is fair I guess.

I take him in as deep as I can and continue with my hand as well.  I feel the veins in his c**k thicken and throb, his orgasm building.  Both his hands are now fisting my hair, guiding me over his length.  His voice is heavy with need as he groans and utters my name.  I feel his release and moan as he still gently pushes and pulls himself in and out of my mouth. 

We both slump to the shower floor next to one another, the water cascading around us, our fingers entwined, "That was, uh, fun." He let's out, still breathless.

"Yup." I agree.

He turns to me, his face going serious, "Gin.  I want you to know that I've been completely honest with you."

I nod my head and smile slightly, my mood souring a bit at the thought of Lily, "I know."

"I've been completely upfront about it all.  I want you to feel free to go through my texts, mails and anything else you need to."

"I don't need to, Charlie.  I trust you."

"Yeah, I know you do, but I can't help, but feel like I'm letting us down."

"Hey." I say, squeezing his hand. "You're not.  We're going to handle this s**t.  Together."