Free Remember Me by Jennifer Foor

I was able to reach my legs again without a struggle. It felt good to be able to take care of myself.
    After I was finished, I rinsed off again in the shower then climbed out to towel dry off. The sound of the door startled me and I turned to see Shayne peeking his head in. “Did you happen to open this present from my sister and Lacey?”
    It had completely slipped my mind that they’d left it. I shook my head. “No. I forgot. Why?”
    He laughed and handed me a smaller bag that must have been inside of the larger one. “I’m pretty sure this one is for you. Let me know if you need help with that.”
    I had no idea what was so funny, or why they’d buy me something, so I dug right into the gift. Wrapp ed in tissue paper was a folded piece of cardboard. Inside of that was a heart made out of rhinestones. On the top it read ‘Vagazzle’. Shayne laughed even more. “I don’t get it?”
    “Vagazzle. You’ve never heard of it?”
    “No. What the hell is it?”
    “It’s décor for your pussy.”
    I dropped the bag and the present on the floor and covered my face. “Oh my gosh. Is that a joke? Did you put that in there?”
    He held onto his stomach while still cackling at my remark. “I swear I didn’t. I’m sure it’s from Peyton. That’s the kind of shit she’d be into. ”
    While Shayne was getting a kick out of his sister’s apparent gag gift, I had other reasons for making use of it. With little effort the towel fell to the ground, leaving me naked and in perfect view of Shayne’s eyes. His laughing ceased and he watched me bend over and pick up the little paper with gemstones on it. I approached him, getting close enough to kiss him passionately. “I say, after dinner, we head into the bedroom and you apply this.”
    One eyebrow cocked as a smile formed out of the corner of his lips. “We can make that happen.”
    “Oh, I’m sure we can.”
    I started to grab a shirt, but he pulled my arm away. “No. Stay naked.”
    “Shayne, I can’t walk around naked. I just gave birth.”
    “There’s not one thing about you that doesn’t turn me on. Come on, baby. Do it for me. I want to sit across from you savor ing every bite, and imagining it is your pussy.”
    Our lips brushed and I closed my eyes focusing my lust on what was to come after our meal. “I’m hungry.”
    He pulled away, still smiling. “You better be. I’ve got the spaghetti done. It’s got extra parmesan cheese and a dash of sugar added to the sauce.”
    Shayne did something to his sauce that always made it sweeter than the jar provided. He’d finally confessed that he added a dash of sugar. I’d tried to make it taste like his, but still failed. It was a good thing that he enjoyed cooking, even meals as simple as spaghetti. What made it more special was that he used part venison and part beef. We’d both grown up on wild game, and enjoy the different texture of it in our favorite foods. “I can’t wait.”
    “So don’t. Take that fine ass of yours and go sit down. I just fed Beka and she went back to sleep. Eli’s still out like a light.”
    “He’ll be up soon. My breasts feel really full.” Shayne took my hand and led me into the kitchen. He fed me a cherry tomato from our salad, and handed me my breast pump. “I’ll set the table. Why don’t you sit down and pump out a bottle. When he gets up I can feed and change him.”
    “You know you don’t have to do that. I’m home all day. It’s my job.”
    “I’m the dad, Ash. It’s also my job and I like doin’ it. It makes me feel closer to them when I can help out. I love them, you know.”
    Every time he said it I felt so lucky. “I know you do.”
    “So, let me take care of them. Go sit down and pump them titties. I’ll take care of everything else.”
    I sat down and got started still giggling at his choice of words. While the meal smelled fantastic, I knew I had to take care of draining my breasts, before they began to drip. Whenever I was in the shower, or