Chapter 81: Their happy ending

After four years.

Denise is now four years happily married to Mike. She is always looking for ways to remember their special moments. Every day she learns something new about him, which she enjoys because he has changed so much like how he promises her and their kids. He's a caring husband and father to their twins and their little prince, as well as their soon-to-be-born baby girl.

Mike and Denise invited their family and friends over today to share the good news about their baby girl. Mike was overjoyed to learn she was pregnant again, and he was even more overjoyed to learn it was a girl.

"Kids, you better get ready," Denise yelled as she rearranged the dining table.

It was too quiet; it's never peaceful around here, especially when Mike is supposed to be dressing them. She shook her head with a smile on her lips, as she looked down at her big belly. She rubbed her belly with a small hand and whispered, "We're so excited to meet you, baby."

~

Every week, Santi and Santina go to school and get in trouble with the headteacher; the twins are troublemakers, while Calisto stays at home with Denise because he is still too young.

The twins are currently grounded for punching a child in the face simply for looking at them wrongfully.

"They're hard-headed, and they got it to their father," Denise said quietly, shaking her head.

They have five minutes until their family and friends arrive. Denise then glances at them her husband and their kids are playing with their acrylic paint. Mike looked up at her, giving her a sweet smile as he tried to get out of trouble. She knows that the kids will use him to be their paint statue. With the same smile, the boys imitated him. Every day, Santi and Calisto become more like him, and Santina becomes more like her. Santina inherited her curly blonde hair, blue beautiful eyes, and personality, except for being a troublemaker which is from her father

"Guys stop it, grandma, and grandpa will be here any second," she said as she glared at them.

"It's fine, Sweetie," he laughed.

Denise then turned around and managed to snap her head at him. "Oh, you think this is a joke? Go get ready right now," she said as she raised her eyebrows at him.

Mike gulped at her statement before turning to face the children, giving them a look that indicated he had a plan. The kids both looked over at her as if they understood what he was saying.

The twins and Calisto began to dislodge Mike, allowing him to stand. Then Mike pretended to grab the towel from behind her but instead started rubbing his acrylic paint-splattered cheek against her.

"Attack mommy!" he yelled loudly enough for the kids to hear. Mike carefully picked her up and placed her on the floor in the tub of acrylic paint, her eyes widening. As she wiggled around the floor the kids gently coated her in paint.

"Stop! stop!" she yelled, acting enraged, and Mike instantly stopped the attack. They were all terrified when they looked at her and the kids hides behind their father's back.

She then grinned before picking up the acrylic paint bottle from the floor and splattering it all over him. Mike's eyes were the only thing that wasn't covered in paint, which made her laugh. The kids then sided with her and splattered paint on their father.

They all jumped on Mike after that. She sat on his waist and poured more acrylic on him. Denise couldn't stop laughing as the kids smoothed down the paint on his face. She was laughing so hard that when the door next to them opened, they all turned to see Mike's mother and Denise's father, as well as their friends, standing at the door with their mouths open wide. She then looked at Mike, who was also looking at her, and they both turned around to face them again, this time with smiles on their faces, as did the children.

"You both should act like adults," Mike's mother said, crossing her arms against her chest and looking at Denise.

"Clean up, we'll be in the dining hall," Denise says with a chuckle. When Mike's mother shut the door on her way out, the kids burst out laughing.

Denise then giggled with them before clearing the paint from her face with her hands. While Mike appears to be deep in thought, she put her hand above his shoulder.

"Hey, are you all right?" she inquired.

The kids were on their way to clean up the bathroom. Her hand brought him back to reality as he smiled at her and stood up, and he reached out to her. His hand reached out for her, and she took it as he assisted her in standing.

"I'm just so happy creating moments like this with you was the happiest moments in my life," Mike said, his gaze fixed on her.

"I'm so happy as well. I'm not leaving you, Mike. I will be yours forever. You made a mistake being obsessed with your best friend, and now we get our happy ending, together because you didn't give up and we deserve this happiness," Denise said, leaning over and kissing his lips, his hand slipping over her cheek, deepening the kiss.

"I love you," he said quietly.

"I love you, too," she says.

"Ewww, Dad, you should get a room when you do that," Santi says, and they both chuckle as they pull apart.

Calisto urged to keep his shoes on, which were coated in dry, green paint, and they all cleaned up, some better than others. After that, they all walked into the dining hall and sat down.

Mike's mother was sitting next to Denise's father and on the other side were Samantha and Ronnie between them was their daughter, Yanny.

Leo and Andrea were missing because they were in Greece with Deo and his fiancee.

Denise and Mike and their kids were sitting across from them, their hands intertwined. When they walked in, they all turned around.

Calisto ran over to hug Samantha and Ronnie before hugging their grandparents as well. While Santi instead sat by her mother's side, he stayed beside Yanny.

"Denise, I really smell something fishy to your son," Samantha said, laughing at her after they noticed how Santi treated Samantha's daughter.

~

"It's a girl," she announced to everyone.

"Finally," Mike's mother exclaims, hugging Mike and Denise.

"That's great, we now have two princesses," Denise's father exclaimed. They all finished eating and cleaning up after learning the gender. They all returned home, and Mike went back to his office to finish some paperwork while the kids slept in their beds.

~

Mike chuckles, "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, sweetie." "Thank you for giving me this fulfilling life," he says, his hand skimming her cheek and his eyes locked on her.

They were both silent as they admired each other. Mike has always been stunning, but aging enhances his beauty even more. His hair is now a mix of grey and brown, and his jawline has become more defined. Denise then moved her legs to straddle him, and his hands came up behind her ass, gripping her ass in the palm of his hands.

"Love, I want you now," she purred into his ear, slightly biting his neck.

Mike then acted so quickly that he grabbed her by the thighs and sat her on his desk. They both began to undress; he untied his tie and wrapped it tightly around her hands. As he leaned against his desk, he wiped everything clean. He kissed her down her body while holding her tied hands above her head. When he gets to her woman part, she contours her back.

"I'm going to rip you tonight," he says against her flower, her breathing becoming more rapid. His dirty words turned her on, even more, making her wetter than she was already.

"Stop saying it and start doing it," her voice was shaky, she couldn't speak because she was so engrossed in lust.

Mike's lips were pressed against her clit, and his hands restrained her hips, which were desperately trying to rise. He pushed his tongue deep into her, causing her body to tremble. Between her legs, his mouth continued to move ferociously on her bottom lips. Her legs were wrapped around his neck, and her hands were trying to untie themselves from the tie, but it wasn't working.

Denise screamed in pure euphoria as he moaned after moaning until he finally hit the spot. He licked his lips before lifting them to her, and she could taste herself on him.

He lifted her body, and untied her hands, only to re-tie them, this time behind her back.

"You're so sexy, it's driving me insane," he says as he strokes her neck, causing her to moan.

"I don't want to be able to walk tomorrow," she moaned quietly. He slammed into her, and her hands were firmly behind her back. As he thrusts into her, her legs are wrapped around his waist.

"Don't stop," she said as she ran out of air. His hand was perfectly placed around her throat, not too hard, not too soft. pressure. He moves in and out of her, never stopping, never allowing her to catch her breath. She enjoyed every minute of it. As he thrust harder, he drew her leg up against his side, each thrust hitting her g-spot. She kept moaning and yelling as she slowly whipped her head around in delight.

He had her by the leg and the back. Every harsh movement made his desk squeak.

"You're hot, f*ck! and always tight..." he mumbled. They had both reached their climax when he said that.

She then pressed her head against his chest as he unraveled inside her. They were both perspiring and panting. Mike then untied her hands while she rested them on his wet chest. His dick remained inside of her, making her crave more.

"You're so beautiful," he says warmly, his nose brushing against her.

"Thank you, love, for making me happy," she said into his ear.

"You want me to f*ck you again and again and again, sweetie?" Mike slides his hand down to her boobs, his hand clamped roughly on her left one as she gasps and bites her bottom lip.

"Fill me up," she enticingly said.

"I love you," Mike says as he kisses her. His kiss was slow and sincere, and his lips felt incredible on her as they always did.

"I love you more," Denise said between kisses, sharing their wild nights with love and satisfaction.

Being a mother and his wife was the best thing that ever happened to Denise. She was grateful that Mike had matured into a better husband and father figure to their children. She was already happy with what she had and that was their happily ever after.