Alex came out of the bathroom with just a towel under his lower body.

"Is it ready, bitch?"

Lily's face melted at the originally demeaning word but now an endearment she felt she wouldn't trade for any title; including titles like "wife," or "mom".

"It's ready, baby. My pathetic son is at school. As you ordered, I pretended like the call didn't happen. He started doubting himself, it was SO funny. My husband's at work overtime. Really glad he changed schedules. You can fuck me in the house more often now! And I made sure my daughter's handling her transference until later at night." She said in that sickeningly sweet...