Model Prisoner

I don’t know what I would have done without Earl in my life. I met him at the lowest point in my life and he lifted me up and carried me out of it. He never treated me like I was less than him or stupid for believing those who were supposed to help me, and he loves me with all of heart. I can just tell that he does. Not only does he tell me, but he also shows me what it is like to belong to him. To be safe in the knowledge that he would never let anything happen to me our five children.

We are celebrating our fifteenth wedding anniversary. Getting married in his office was very us, but today we are renewing our vows with the big reception I always wanted. Hamilton, our oldest, is wrangling his little sisters while I get ready. Yes, he was named after a certain musical that I couldn’t get enough of while I was pregnant.

“You look beautiful,” my mom, Kendra says, tears in her eyes. The best part of just being an actor now is that I dictate what projects I want to do, and they have kept me in the states more. Being emancipated from my parents had nothing to do with them but more me wanting to do what I want and them staying home with my siblings. I’d like to say I was following my dreams, but I know that’s not true.

“Thank you, mama,” I reply, close to tears.

“I wasn’t invited to your first wedding you know,” she says, before laughing.

“No one was,” I say, laughing.

“Still, burns my britches every time I think about it.”

“You have been to six weddings from my three siblings over the years. Jeff’s been married three times alone.”

“But you were my baby,” she says, and I know it’s because I am the early girl.

Several hours later, the party is winding down. The caterers are cleaning up as is the crew hired by the party planner. The kids are with my parents for the next two weeks. Earl is taking me on a honeymoon, we didn’t take one the first time around. He’s taken two whole weeks off from work to take me to . He’s still the warden at the prison, but he’s ready to move on to other career opportunities within the federal government and I am behind him one hundred percent. How could I not be given how supportive he is of me?

“You are stunning,” Earl says coming up behind me. I just stepped out of the shower, my hair is hanging in a sopping mess, but I just had to get all of the hairspray out of my hair.

“Liar,” I say, my voice full of laughter.

“I would never lie to you, Victoria.”

“I know,” I say, smiling.

“So, come to bed. I have plans for you.”

“Do you now?” I ask, towel-drying my hair.

“Absolutely.” I finish what I am doing and join him in our massive bed. He looks at me fiercely. “Wife,” he says thickly, and I lick my lips.

I crawl into his naked lap. He’s already hard for me as I slide my pussy down his shaft.This position doesn’t long before I am flat on my back as he pounds into me.

“Oh, God,” I moan, already on the brink.

“How the hell does this still feel like the first time, every time,” he groans, giving it to me over and over and over. I don’t say anything, but I don’t know how that could be true… I’ve had five children.

I was a model, then an actress, then a prisoner, and then I became a wife and a mother. My life went full circle so fast and it had its highs and lows, but the best of it began when I was a model prisoner for this man. I love him and the life we have created more than I ever thought possible.