Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 73

"You were right," tipsily murmured.

Didn't make him feel better. Being able to say I told you so didn't make him feel better. It made him feel worse. He still felt he'd failed to protect his baby in some vital way and to make up for the hurt, and lacking he needed to give her so much pleasure! It would heal her. Soothe her. Make her forget.

"Now...there's none of this. It's my job to keep my wife safe and part of that started with getting a new number. Now you hush up good about this while husband thinks of a punishment that'll make you cream your pretty panties. Show them to me. I want to see what color they are, right now," murmured Leif.

He had husk in his voice.

Distracting her with pleasure, that's what he'd do until she forgot the pain! How dare they run a witch-hunt on his sweet baby and try to run her up a flagpole to deliver her a fucking cult religious letter. Now she never had to worry about them again now that she had a new number. Protection. That was what his little Lynne needed! But she still needed his loving care!

She looked at him coyly, tipsily and showed him the waistband of a cute pair of blue panties.

"Why aren't you wearing your Leif's wifey panties huh?" asked Leif with playful sharpness.

As he drove he pulled the waistband up into her crack, making a bit of a wedgy.

Lynne squealed and giggled with pleasure and shock, which made Leif's cock ache.

"Because I don't have a clean pair, the two pairs are dirty, they need to go in the wash!" she squealed.

"Well...well you need to be wearing the panties that remind you that you are my sweet little wife. These blue panties you're wearing right now are already dirty I bet. I bet they are all wet and juicy. You always get them nice and wet for me and leave them smelling so sweet. We'll have another panty check at the house, which you'll fail. When you need your Leif's wifey panties clean you let me know and I'll wash them so that you can always be wearing panties that remind you that you are my baby girl. Better yet, I've got a special pair of panties just for naughty little wives," murmured Leif.

He swiped the wet crotch of her panties with his fingers, groaning at the glistening creamy feeling of the crotch and bringing his fingers firmly up to his nose.

He smelled her sweet scent and wiped it under the bridge of his lip and couldn't wait to get her inside after he parked the car in front of the cottage.

"I can't wait to wear the panties for naughty little wives," moaned Lynne.

Leif grunted in response.

He went over to the passenger's side of the car, and opened the door, and he reached for Lynne.

He wanted to carry her.

He just felt like Lynne had been battered and bruised and one thing that he could do to make it easier on his baby was carry her over the threshold.

As soon as he stooped down she knew what he was after, and that he wanted to carry her, but when he leaned close to her, smelled the beer on her breath and felt how tightly she held him around his neck he almost broke into tears himself.

Sure she hadn't listened.

Sure it had caused her pain, but she had no idea they were brewing a witch-hunt. Hell even he was surprised!

But his baby needed to know she was safe. And she gripped him like he could really carry her away into safety different than anyone she'd ever known before she'd met him. Like he was her Teddy Bear. And they'd been down this road before, but the fact that he'd tried to protect her, and he'd been right, he could sense the air was different this time, and she trusted him unwaveringly. He was her foundation, and that was an incredible feeling for him as the man in their growing family. This was what she'd wanted in their wedding vows. Bone of bone, and flesh of flesh. Now their bond really reflected that!

She squeezed him so tightly around his neck and he was blessed by Lynne's smell- her sweet pheromones, how the hell was it possible for anyone to smell so sweet and feel so good in his arms. It was still astonishing to him, and after all they'd been through this afternoon and how angry they'd been at each other and then the pain he'd seen her feel, nothing felt more perfect than her tiny petite body in his arms.

"I'm so sorry Leify...I'm..."

"Shhh...you had no way of knowing, none at all what they were planning with that call, they might have really needed you but now that you know better if...you ever let them worry you again I'll spank your little butt until it stings you hear me," murmured Leif.

He knew that was good for her. Loving authority to protect his baby from harm! From their harm. Didn't matter if they were her family they were hurting her and so they caused her harm.

"Yes...Yes sir I'll just climb across your knee the next time, I even think about crossing you when it comes to them," murmured Lynne.

Leif chuckled dotingly but he still hated it for his baby. That pain, and he wanted to make it better through caring for her, and sweet loving sex play.

Her armpit reminded him of sweet smelling, maple syrup and he reached in to nuzzle that smell softly as he carried her into the house.

Once he'd fished around for his keys and made her open the door, he carried her straight back to their bedroom.

She was so fucking cute and hot in her little ruffly shirt, over her vintage Nintendo shirt and those tight ass denim shorts. He loved that she'd picked that shirt today as an ode to the game they'd played all night the night before. She wore it under her more traditional shirt because she felt shy about the design but he thought it was adorable. Today was shopping but tomorrow they were going to do something else lovely, and special that she'd never forget to enjoy their love and take her mind off of some of the pain of the dysfunction in which she'd been raised in up until very recently.

"Tomorrow we will have a princess day for you. We're gonna do a lot of fun things that umm...well that you couldn't before. We'll have some dance lessons for you with your husband, then we'll get all dressed up pretty and I'll take you dancing and we'll have a nice dinner and some other surprises okay?" he asked sweetly.

"Sounds so fun Leify," murmured Lynne.

"Good. I'm glad. I think you need your punishment now and then some pleasure and a nap. I want you to be a good wife, and strip down into just your little t-shirt. Pull your panties down to your ankles no shoes, right in front of me, right here. Scoot!" murmured Leif slapping her ass hard.

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