The Richman - Richard's Feeling

Waking up in the morning with my wife clinging in my arms, made me not want to get out of bed. Her beautiful body, her scent, her chest is getting fuller and the smell of milk is weird but somehow I like it.

She curled up in peace while our baby was still sleeping in her baby cot which was made as comfortable as possible. Waking up several times every night has become a ritual that I have begun to enjoy.

Seeing my wife breastfeeding to our baby sometimes provokes my fantasy of touching her right then and there, but everything is still going around in my mind and I haven't done it because Christabell's attention is on the tiny creature rather than myself who sometimes wakes up and enjoys the sight, now and then.

Rubbed her back to give her a secret code but Christabell enjoyed it as a form of my attention and support as a husband. Even though in my brain, my fantasy is spinning wildly.

The little angel really snatched my wife from my arms, but I also fell in love with her half to death. Her clear eyes, her smile every time I pick her up while patting her softly. I never imagined this would happen in my life. Someone is born because of my existence, the blood from my blood, and the love of my life.

Christabell squirmed spoiled, I wiped her face and she looked blinking behind her curved eyes. She is still the same angel as the first time I fell in love with her. Even though our relationship doesn't always run smoothly. But for the same reason, until now I don't want to lose her again. Both of them, Christabell and Adrianna, they are my world now.

I kissed her and said, "Today I have to go to the office,"

She smiled and it warm my heart in a very morning, "You always do it almost every day. What are you saying that for, you look weird Mr. Anthony. "She gave me a confused look.

I smile, "Maybe I'll be home late at night." I answered.

"You always do too." She said fast.

Going to the office and coming home at night is part of me. So when I say that, Christabell looks at it like a thing, because I do it every day. Even though I want to be a romantic husband, say whatever I will do in the hope that he sees it as a form of my openness as her husband. I don't want him to misunderstand what I'm doing, and I don't want him to think that I can live my job without him. I want her to know that she is the most important thing to me, and a little baby that even though I'm not very used to it, but that mother and baby, they are the best things in my life that I have never had.

I kissed her forehead briefly, "I can cancel my plans to work today if you want me to work at home. Maybe then we can spend more time together. I can also help you take care of Adrianna, if you will let it."

She arched her eyebrows and looked at me deeply, somehow those soft eyes always hypnotized me. After drowning me and making me forget who I am, those eyes make me get lost every time I look at them. I was really fascinated by the look behind those curvy lashes. "What happened to you Mr. Anthony, you look different than usual?" She asked me.

"I do not know, since her presence I was like losing a part of you." I said honestly. I do love my baby, Adrianna. But I had a really hard time getting used to sharing Christabell with her. After getting back together, I wish we could spend a lot more time together, but the fact is that the little baby is overpowering her mother, and that makes me quite jealous.

Christabell's eyes were rounded. "Are you jealous?"

I took a deep breath. "I want to help but don't know what to do, I want to stay but you don't want me to, even when I want to have time alone with you it's also difficult." I don't know why I rose my voice.

She is smiled at me, "She's your daughter, Adrianna Anthony."

"I know," I concluded, this conversation will not end.

Christabell walked closer to me and grabbed my face with both her hands. "I will never change. I still love you, just like when we first met. Adrianna's presence will not change anything between us Richard, she is your daughter and she is also my daughter. She is a form of our love that exists as tiny humans, she needs my love., also love from his father. Loving your daughter will not reduce my love for you, neither will you. When you give your love for her, I will not feel that your love for me lessens. That little baby needs my love as her mother and your love as her father. " She said softly. I felt regret about the protest I just made. I buried my face in her chest and she gently stroked my hair. Maybe I, who did not grow up with mother's love, felt that Christabell could give me the feeling of being loved. That's what makes me possessive and doesn't want to share.

***

I just finished taking a shower and went into the room. When I intended to go to the walking closet to get dressed, I saw that Adrianna was no longer in her baby's bed. Maybe her nanny took her out. A moment later I continued walking towards the walking closet and immediately got dressed.

When I buttoned up my shirt, suddenly Christabell appeared behind me and made me feel like I had found my victory when she made me turn to face her and let her skillful hands tidy up my clothes, then tied my tie for me. I lowered my head to kiss her neck, inhaling the fresh scent of her body became one of my favorites when I was with her.

She curled her neck in amusement, "Richard...." She whispers, but I get even more into her by grabbing her waist and kissing her neck one more time.

"I love your scent," I said. "It fresh, flowery, sweet, mmm . . ." I kissed her once more time.

"You really are a big spoiled man." She said I didn't answer, I just enjoyed staring at her with his hair tied in a knot, a few strands escaping from the knot and dangling down the sides of his face. Behind the pajamas in the form of a skin-colored kimono that made her so pretty this morning. After she tidied me up, I kiss her lightly right on the lips.

"Eat your breakfast before leaving the house." She said, just like a mother said to her child.

I stared at her face, "You prepared breakfast for me?" I asked.

She nodded. "Big men who can't share must be full enough before they leave the house." She rubbed my back. I really feel loved, and it makes my heart warm.

I went down and saw a cup of hot coffee still steaming with a few pieces of toast. Even though in our house there is a special chef to cook food. But to realize that the food was prepared by my own wife, for me it sounds amazing.

She sat facing me, while my baby with the babysitter somewhere, maybe they were enjoying a walk outside the house.

"Are you tired of being at home?" I asked.

She smiled. "No, I have a little baby who thirsts for my love and a big baby who is hungry for attention." She said such a joke.

"I don't want you to be exhausted by taking care of Adrianna all day." I said.

"I don't want you to be exhausted by taking care of Adrianna all day," I said.

"I love her, taking care of her is part of my responsibility and even though it is exhausting, I love to do it." She said. "Why do you ask that Rich? Is my explanation not enough to make you understand. She is our baby, she is not a burden to me. I love you as much as I love Adrianna, and vice versa." Bright.

I pursed my lips briefly, "I just feel that every night, you don't even have the energy left to just chat with me." I said.

She smiled and grabbed my hands, "I will make it fair for you and for her." She promised.

"I love you," I said sincerely, I don't know what my life would be like if I didn't meet this woman. Maybe I'll end up being an old man who keeps living with my old lifestyle. Whenever I want gratification I have to waste my money and choose a woman who might give me satisfaction without a relationship. Christabell is a destiny that I never thought would come. And as people always say about fate, she didn't come too soon, nor did she come late.