Love Always Wins

41

Monday April 6th.

Chloe stopped and stood back to admire her handiwork for a moment, taking in the smooth, pale grey surface of the section of wall where she'd just painted over the old white paint with a roller. While this wasn't what she'd class as 'fun', she was finding painting this wall very therapeutic, especially with her music blaring out from the sound bar that Seb had brought upstairs from his gym. It was keeping her mind busy, stopping her from pouring endlessly over the news on her phone or iPad and stopping her from worrying about all the uncertainties such as the health of her and Sebastian's families and the fact that he could possibly be racing with a jam packed schedule and working harder than ever when their baby was due. She was already dreading him leaving her during those first few weeks despite him insisting that she'd have his mother around to help her as well as her own mother and that she'd be far from alone. It wouldn't be the same as having him by her side and it depressed her as she thought of just how much he could potentially miss out on by being away, not forgetting that there was a risk he could even miss the birth.
"Looking good there mumma." Seb came up behind her and swept his arms around her front, placing his palms on her belly and nuzzling his nose against her neck as he embraced her.

"Thanks, it does look quite good so far doesn't it, though I think it'll need another coat to totally cover the white." She replied, smiling at his compliment. "Not bad for a virgin, huh?"

His hands roved upwards to claim a breast in each hand. "I wasn't talking about the paint." He hummed into her ear suggestively, giving them a squeeze as he realised she was braless underneath the T-shirt of his that she'd stolen to wear while decorating. "And I really want to pop your cherry right now, my beautiful virgin wife."

She couldn't help but giggle, this was typical horny Seb. She bent to put her paint roller down in its paint filled tray, brushing her behind against his groin as she did so and earning herself a sharp but playful little smack there that made her yelp and then laugh. As she stood upright again, she turned to face him; wearing a white T-shirt that clung to his body where he was sweaty from having an hour long run outside, black shorts and with his face flushed and his hair damp and wild looking, he looked irresistible. "Unfortunately for you, my cherry was popped a long time ago." She smiled as she tapped the end of his nose with her finger. "Now, pick up that other roller over there and get to work." She turned and pointed to a second paint roller on the floor. "I want to get this wall finished before lunch."

"Can't it wait?" He grabbed her hand and placed it on his semi hard cock through his shorts. "I was going to take a shower and was hoping you'd join me."

"We'll shower later my dirty, sexy beast." She caressed him there before withdrawing her hand and bent to pick up her roller again. When she looked back at him, he glanced down to his shorts and then back up at her, biting his bottom lip, a tempting 'come and get it' look in his eyes. "Come on! Hop hop!" Using his German phrase that meant 'hurry up' she pointed to the spare paint roller again. "The sooner we get this wall done, the sooner we can stop....."

"For a shower?" He interrupted her.

"For lunch!" She grinned, patting her belly. "I'm hungry already. Then maybe we can have some shower fun later.

"I can't believe you'd rather paint a wall than have sex." He pouted as he picked up the spare paint roller.

"You were the one who suggested we start the nursery now, not me, and while it's not as fun as you said it'd be, I am finding it very therapeutic and strangely addictive. I'm glad you've got me doing this."

"Urgh, what have I done?!" He sighed over dramatically as he dipped his roller into the paint and removed the excess at one end of the tray. "I've turned my wife into a decorating maniac."