Chapter 106

Thursday morning he was woken up by Sarah's alarm clock beeping at the both of them. He sighed once Sarah stopped the noise.

"What time is it? Why are we getting up?" He asked, there was no school today, he didn't have to make early breakfast, why was he awake?
"It's 7, we've got to start on dinner."
He frowned at how little sense that made to him. "Dinner? Sweetheart, it's 7am, I like food but let's do breakfast first."
Sarah chuckled next to him. "You can have breakfast whenever you like. The turkey will need to be in the oven for a long time." She explained.
"It's too early." He complained again, moving closer to Sarah so he could hold her close against him. "Bed is much better."
"You want turkey." Sarah reminded him.
He sure did but turkey could wait. "I want something else." He said, pressing himself against her, making it obvious of what he wanted.

Sarah turned around to kiss him deeply, knowing just what he wanted right now. She could push back dinner for an hour if this was the reason. Her hand trailed from his chest, over his belly and stopped at the elastic waistband of his boxer briefs. She pulled back slightly from her kiss to look up at him.

Richie felt her finger hook over the elastic as she pulled it down, moving her hand inside to wrap around him. In return his own hand reached under the tshirt, pushing the fabric up to expose the breasts he wanted to feel as he kissed her again.

She stroked him slowly, cherishing the moment of their closeness as she returned his kisses. Enjoying each touch of his lips against hers. On her skin she could feel his hand move to her his, finding her panties and easily pushing them down as Sarah raised her hips for him.

Once off, he tossed the panties in the general direction of the closet. They wouldn't be needing those again. He moved from his position, making Sarah pull her hand back. He pushed his boxers down and settled between her legs, reaching over her to kiss her again. Never would he get enough of those soft lips. He trailed down to her neck, her shoulder, her breast before capturing a nipple and sucking gently as he rolled the other with his fingers.

"Richie." She moaned slightly.
He let go and leaned over her again. "I love you baby." He said as he reached in for another kiss.

Balancing on one hand, he used his free one to guide himself inside her. Noticing her breathing getting heavier underneath him as he did. He loved the feeling of being inside her. Slowly he started moving in and out of her with long and slow thrusts. His kisses were just as slow and gentle as he savoured every small friction between them.

Before long Sarah couldn't help but moan at his long strokes. The drawn out pleasure was making her reach her climax slowly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a deeper kiss as an orgasm overcame her.

He returned her kiss, slowing his movement for just a moment as he waited for her before picking up his pace.

Sarah held on to him as his change in pace made her reach her second climax.

Knowing what he did to her, he continued on. As he felt the tell tale signs once again, he pushed up on his arms to look down at her, raising one to feel her breast again as he watched her reach her climax. Watching her do so ignited his own as he felt it rush through him. His thrusts became faster until he released inside her, sparking another orgasm for Sarah.

Looking down at her blissful face made him feel pleased. He lowered his arms so he capture a nipple between his lips again, making Sarah twitch at the sensation when he sucked gently. Releasing it, he moved to her side and held her close against him.

Sarah could hear his heart pounding underneath her as she laid on his chest. Thoroughly pleased, she listened to his breathing slowing down to it's regular rhythm as he relaxed again.

He watched her, knowing he loved her immensely, he pulled her a little closer so he could place a kiss on her head. Catching a whiff of her shampoo as he did so.

"I love you." He sighed, feeling so content in the moment.
Sarah could hear his contentment, it made her smile. "I love you too." She cuddled closer into him, wanting to forget she had a busy day ahead of her.

But that failed. "My mom will be here soon." Sarah said, sitting up in the bed, looking down at her husband next to her who still looked pretty pleased with himself. "Are you going back to sleep?"
He shook his head slowly. "No, I'll get up and shower." He made no actual effort to do so just yet.

Knowing how much she had to do before dinner time, Sarah did the opposite and got up, heading to the closet to get dressed. There was plenty of time to get everything ready and if not, she wouldn't mind having dinner a little later either. Leaving the closet in jeans and a tshirt, she saw he husband still in bed. On her way out of the bedroom, she stopped at the bed, leaning in to kiss him. She was sure he was going back to sleep.

Sarah was lifting the turkey into the oven when Richie walked into the kitchen in comfy pj pants and last night's shirt. She hadn't expected him and looked up surprised. "Thought you were sleeping."
"I said I was going to shower."
She pushed the over tray all the way in and closed the oven door. "It didn't look like you actually were."
"I did baby." He stated the obvious. "Do I need to dress fancy today?"
"You'll need to dress better than that." She walked over to her husband to wrap her arms around him.
He returned the hug and held her. "No pj's for turkey day?" He teased. "I didn't want to get dressed and then have to change."
"You don't have to dress fancy til this afternoon." Sarah smiled before reaching up to kiss him.

Richie liked that idea and let Sarah continue the preparations for dinner. With three women in the kitchen, it was safer to stay out of it all. Upstairs, he got Daniel out of bed and started to dress him, using the same logic Sarah mentioned earlier. The chance of Daniel needing a new shirt before dinner was very high after all.

With Sarah busy in the kitchen, the least he could do was keep Daniel occupied for most of the day. That way Sarah could use her all of her time for dinner.

He carried Daniel in his arms as he went down the stairs and headed to the kitchen. Glad to see his mom and Abbey had joined Sarah by now, knowing he didn't want to be in the way for them.

"We are just grabbing breakfast." He said as he walked to the fridge, three sets of eyes watching him do so. With everyone watching him, he started to feel self-conscious. "Guess eggs aren't an option." The counters were much too cluttered by the looks of it. "Can we have the milk?" He asked carefully, hoping they didn't need it.
His anxious behavior made Sarah chuckle. "You can have the milk."
"Can I have Cheerios?"
"Sure." Sarah said, passing him the box.
"No, wait, I want the waffle one." He said quickly changing his mind.
Sarah gave him another box. "Have them both." She turned around to grab bowls and spoons for him.

In the living room, he turned the TV on and looked for the Macy's parade to watch with Daniel, hoping it would somewhat entertain him as well. If not, they'd watch Nick Jr. instead. Daniel watched him expectantly, waiting for his breakfast as his dad was looking for a TV channel. He grumbled to catch his attention.

"Sorry buddy." Richie said, picking his channel and picking up the box of cereal to pour into a bowl for him with only a little milk. He didn't want to create a mess either, today was not the day for that. Next to him, he made sure Daniel had his bowl in his lap and spoon in hand. He was smart enough to know that the spoon would be forgotten in about five minutes but still wanted to teach him how to eat properly. Once he had Daniel settled, he started his own bowl, ready to watch the parade.

Their empty bowls stood on the coffee table as he pointed out characters on the TV to Daniel, enjoying the parade himself while trying to get Daniel to feel the same way. The parade had always excited him. He loved watching it when he was little, then he loved watching it with Ava when she was little and now he'd make sure Daniel would enjoy it as well.

A little after 10, they received Ava's company as they sat on the floor building with blocks. They could hear everything going on in the kitchen but Richie was determined to let them all be and take full duty of watching his little boy, which meant building blocks on the floor with him. He was happy for Ava to join him for some conversation as his attempts of making Daniel talk while he tried to watch some football were once again futile. He wasn't going to give up that easily, eventually the boy had to talk, and there was no way around that.

Around lunchtime, he carefully went into the kitchen, immediately all eyes were on him. "What time is dinner?" He asked quickly, stopping in his path.
"Probably around 4." Sarah said.
Richie nodded, accepting that. "I was just going to make Daniel some lunch and then take him for a nap." He joined Sarah on the other side of the island, their mothers busy at the kitchen table. "Everything going well sweetheart?" He asked her as he watched her grab a loaf of bread.
Sarah nodded. "Yeah, we're just talking and making food. Spending time together."
"Sounds fun." He grabbed peanut butter from the cabinet and helped Sarah with making a couple sandwiches for them. "I could help if you guys need me."
"I know." Sarah smiled at his offer, appreciating it. "We've got it covered and keeping Daniel busy is a lot of help already."

She watched Richie head back to the living room with a stack of peanut butter sandwiches to share. She smiled to herself, happy he had offered to help but happy he had some time with Daniel and Ava. He deserved some time with his kids before he had to get on the road again. It was the end of the road and it wouldn't be very long but she still wanted him to have that time.

Upstairs, he changed Daniel's diaper before carrying him over to his own bedroom. He pulled the sheets back on the big bed and hoisted Daniel into bed with him. It was still a few hours until dinner was ready, he was missing out on watching football right now but 7am had been much too early and a nap with Daniel sounded like exactly what he needed. He held Daniel close to him as they both went to sleep.

In the kitchen, Sarah was busy with preparing everything for dinner. Most of the morning was spent talking as it was too early to start on the side dishes. After Richie had taken Daniel upstairs, Sarah had started on peeling potatoes, appreciating her mother's help in doing so, in the mean time Joan busied herself with the sweet potatoes. They made sure there would be enough for leftovers the next day, maybe longer.

He felt his cheek being poked as he woke up. "Daniel." He groaned before opening his eyes. He heard a little chuckle followed by another poke. "Daniel." He repeated. "Stop it." Grabbing his son, he held him in a hug. "One day, you're going to love sleep just as much, just so you know." Richie said knowingly. "But I guess we better get ready for Thanksgiving dinner." Sitting up with Daniel in his arms was a little harder to do but he finally managed. He got up from the bed, ignoring the sheets behind him and headed to the closet, looking for what Sarah would want him to wear.

It didn't take long to get dressed but with Daniel in the closet, he ended up having to put all the laundry back in the basket, twice. Instead of leaving him on the floor, he finally picked Daniel up and carried him to his own bedroom to get dressed for dinner.

"How do we look?" He asked as he carried Daniel into the kitchen, making all three women look up at the two of them. He felt proud and accomplished when they all had the same reaction to his appearance with Daniel. Dressing up for Sarah was a success.
Sarah moved her pot off of the burner, putting down her utensils and started to walk over to them at the doorway. "Looks good." She said before reaching in to kiss him before looking at her little boy. "He looks so cute." She appreciated Richie had already taken the effort to get Daniel ready as well, making sure they both looked smart in button down shirts.
"Thanks." He smiled down at her. "Thought it would be cute if we matched."
Sarah's little frown didn't go unnoticed.
"Damn it."
She looked at him sympathetically. "Want me to come upstairs and make you match?"
"Please." He sighed frustrated.
Sarah followed him back up the stairs. "Who's matching who?" She asked as she watched him go up the steps in front of her, quietly enjoying the view she got.
"I was trying to go for that dark red, burgundy color you like." Richie explained, knowing she liked him in that color and since Daniel had the same features as he did, he thought Sarah would like it just as much on their little boy.
"It does looks very nice on you." Sarah assured him as they walked into Daniel's room. She went straight for his closet and looked around to see if Daniel had the same color shirt.
Richie busied himself with taking the shirt off of Daniel again as Sarah looked for a new one. "Sorry buddy." He apologized when the boy looked at him confused as to why he was just in his black jeans now.
"I think this will be close enough." Sarah said, passing him the new shirt when she walked back into the bedroom.
"Thanks." Richie said, only slightly frustrated with himself.
"You're cute." Sarah smiled as she watched him as he started to button Daniel's shirt for him. The frustration still clear to her.
Richie gave her a confused look. "Cute?"
She nodded again. "Yeah."
"I'm cute 'cause I mess up my colors?"
She couldn't hide the laugh that escaped her. "No, because you tried to match, that's cute."
"Oh." He realized. He buttoned Daniel's last button and looked him over. "Was it black?" He asked, not seeing much difference in Daniel's new shirt.
"Yeah."
"Bright red is a lot easier, you know." He pointed out.
Sarah shrugged. "You look great in that as well."
"Too late now." He said adamantly. He wasn't going to change again after all this effort.

Sarah joined their mothers in the kitchen again to finalize the last few dishes for dinner. The table was set and all that was left to do was the turkey.

Richie knocked on Ava's bedroom door before pushing it open. He noticed her in front of the mirror, all dolled up already.
"You look beautiful princess." He said as he watched her.
"Thanks daddy." She smiled back at him.
"When does he get here?" He meant the boyfriend.
Ava rolled eyes at him. "Dad."
"Alright." He said, backing off.

With Daniel still in his arms, he crossed the hallway to Noah's room. After knocking on the door, he opened it and looked in.

"Are you getting ready?" His question had an obvious answer as Noah wasn't anywhere near ready.
"Only takes a minute." Noah said.
"Could you maybe do that now?" Richie wondered. "Daniel and I are matching." He pointed out. "You should join the burgundy party."
Noah shrugged. "Blond doesn't go as well with burgundy, looks better with darker hair. Brings out the eyes."
Richie frowned at his well thought out excuse. "But your mom likes the color and we'd look nice in a photo."
"Fine." Noah got up and headed to his closet.

Richie shifted Daniel to his other side. The boy was starting to get heavy as he needed to be carried everywhere. They would definitely have to practise walking a lot more.

"I don't have the same color." Noah walked out of his closet wearing black jeans with a red button down shirt instead.
"Looks good to me." Richie shrugged.
Noah frowned at him. "Yeah, right."
"Shut up." He glared slightly but also knew Noah didn't know about his earlier mix up. "Maybe do something about the hair?" Richie gestured at Noah's perfect resemblance of bed head.
Noah frowned, not understanding what was wrong with it. "How does my hair matter?"
"It'll matter to your mom." Richie knew it would, she was trying hard to have everything look perfect. He wanted to make sure she got that.

He got Noah to follow him to his own bathroom, his plan forming in his mind. Once in the bathroom, he let Daniel on the floor, letting him crawl off as he made Noah sit down and passed him a comb. Noah rolled his eyes as Richie leaned against the counter, watching him.

"If you want long hair, you need to do something with it or it'll just look messy all the time."
"But I want it to look messy." Noah pointed out smartly.
That had become obvious to everyone. "But you have to get it messy in the right way." Richie told him as he grabbed a pot of hair clay.
"Okay. Now what?" Noah asked as he put the comb down when he was done, looking up expectantly at Richie for the next step.
"Now you add product to finish it off." He passed the pot to Noah.
Noah looked at the jar's instructions before opening it. "How come you're giving me hair styling advice?" He used the product like the jar instructed.
"'Cause I've seen too many make up artists to not pick up on stuff."
"And I'll look like all the douches in school." Noah mumbled.

Daniel making a loud noise by the bath tub made Richie look over. He stood up and went to clean up the bath toys he had found before picking him up, ready to head downstairs for dinner.

"Get your Clue game and lets go."