SIX MONTHS LATER

Leesha bounded excitedly downstairs to find Julie and the two nannies already in the kitchen. She tore around the foyer and living room, scooping up her purse, keys, and glasses. Her cheeks glowed a rosy pink with her makeup done to perfection.

She had chosen David's favourite outfit, a red lacy crop top and a leather mini skirt matched with knee-high boots. It had been six months since he'd seen her and she wanted to ensure his pulse quickened at the sight of her.

"Are you all set?" Julie asked. "Are you sure you don't want someone to give you a ride? You look amazing, by the way."

"The closet is a disaster now!" Leesha sighed and gratefully took a tumbler of coffee from Annie. "I just hope everything goes as planned. He doesn't know about his release today."

"There's plenty of time to fix your closet after you get your husband home," Julie said, rubbing Leesha's arm in support, "Just...if things don't go as they should, for whatever reason...call me and I'll be there to pick up the pieces and put you back together."

Leesha laughed softly. "It's a two-hour ride. Jon won't like you making that trip. I'm sure it'll be okay...I hope."

Annie smiled and took Leesha's hand. "David's a very lucky man. You make sure to remind him of that. Never let him forget."

"Jon wouldn't have a say in it," Julie winked, and rubbed her belly, "This one, however, may not like it."

"Wait, Mom! Wait! I wanna go!" Ethan yelled, running downstairs and clutching his Nintendo DS. "I wanna see Dad! Can I come, please!?"

Leesha lifted her son and kissed his cheek. "You know how we talked about you being such a big man? Well, I need you to be the big man in charge of his party."

"You have to keep Uncle Jon busy, Squirt," Julie said and ruffled his hair, "You have to help me tell Uncle Jon where to hang everything, remember?"

"And help with the cookies," Annie added. "I'll need a taste tester."

Ethan's eyes widened. "Quality...I like your style, Miss Annie." He kissed his Mom and rushed to help Annie and Mrs Henderson set up.

Julie pushed herself from the kitchen stool she was sitting on and walked with her friend to the garage, "Don't worry about anything back here. Just drive safely. And should you happen to need to stop on the way home...for whatever reason...just let me know, so I don't worry?" Julie grinned and hugged Leesha tightly.

"Naughty!!" Leesha smacked Julie's butt. "Knowing him...we might have to stop twice in which case..." She discreetly lifted her skirt. "No panties!"

"Only twice, huh?" Julie chuckled, "Go on with you, dirty girl."

Leesha shook her ass and sped her Audi from the driveway, music blaring and caffeine to keep her running all day.

"I said to drive safely," Julie groaned to herself as she watched the car speed away. She turned back toward the main house and into the chaos that was the Bryan residence in full party mode.

"Julie," Mrs Henderson spoke up, "Does David eat pork? Annie said they are Jewish."

"I believe so. There's always bacon in the house, that much I do know," she replied, "Can I do anything to help you, ladies?"

Ethan came out of the pantry with his arms full of spices. "I got this, Auntie!"

"Well, look at you, Ethan!" Julie exclaimed, "Well, if you're helping Annie and Mrs H., then I'll go supervise Uncle Jon. Be good!" She mouthed to Mrs H, "Call me," with a nod of her head toward her nephew and received a nod of understanding in return before she made her way out to the pool area to find her husband.

Julie found Jon with Colton and Gabby in the cabana sorting out the decorations that Julie and Leesha had organized. Her eyes washed over Jon appreciatively as she walked up behind him, fingers sliding through his grey hair. Bare feet and shorts with a cut-off tee; he was looking relaxed and happy.

"Need a hand?" Julie asked as she moved under the shade.

"Hey, gorgeous," Jon greeted his wife, dropping a kiss to her mouth, "Nah, I think we're good here."

"Go sit down, Auntie J," Gabby said, unfurling a WELCOME HOME banner with her brother.

"Steph will be here later," Colton added, climbing onto a ladder to hang the banner, "We'll have plenty of hands then. Quit pulling it, Gabby!"

"Oh. Okay. If-if you're sure?" she said quietly, feeling useless suddenly.

"HELP HELP HELP HELP!!!!!" Janelle's small voice rang out across the yard. Everyone fell into laughter at the naked toddler streaking towards them, in a full-on chase by Lily.

"What the fuck?" Gabby shouted. "Already? They learn so young. She just needs a wine bottle."

"Well, she is a Bryan," Jon commented and stepped out to intercept the toddler, scooping her up before she hit the water.

"Nice catch, Rockstar," Julie chuckled.

Lily shook her head and took her little sister back. "I was trying to dress her! She saw the pink tulle dress and ran for it!"

"It's probably a bit early to get this one dressed just yet, anyway, sweetie," Julie offered, "Just put a diaper on for the moment and let her run around in that."

"Good luck with that," Colton snickered, "She'll pull off anything you put on...runs in the family. Hey Gab...you remember that time in St Barth...Dad came running out naked onto the balcony and screamed about his weewee flying free?"

"There's not enough alcohol to erase that," Gabby laughed.

Julie thought for a moment, then said, "Ellie? Would you like to wear a pair of Ari's big-girl panties?"

"Yeah!" Janelle clapped excitedly.

"You have to promise to keep them dry, okay? No pee and no poop in them," Julie said and held her hands out to her. Ellie almost leapt from Lily's arms and into her aunt's. "Let's go find Ari and her bag and see what we can find, huh?"

*~*~*

"Mrs Bryan, it's wonderful to see you again," the doctor greeted, showing her into the office.

"You too. I'm just glad we're meeting on happier terms."

"I know it's been a long and draining rollercoaster for you both. We found the right medication combo to not only help him sleep but to keep his anxiety under control. Over the next six weeks, he'll be weaned off the Suboxone. He's become vocal and active in group therapy. Overall, the prognosis for David is a bright one."

Leesha sighed and smiled. "You don't know how happy that makes me. I just want him back."

The women talked for several minutes until there was a knock on the door and David came in with the nurse. Leesha stared at him a moment, taking in his styled hair, smooth-shaven face, and the fact he'd improved from the sweatpants into his favourite blue jeans and a black button-down shirt. It was a complete 180 degrees turnaround from the last time she'd seen him.

"Doc-," David came to a sudden stop upon seeing his wife, "Babygirl? Wh-what are you doing here?"

Leesha stood and gave her husband a watery smile. She glanced at the doctor who nodded her approval. "I'm here to bring you home, sweetie. You're being released today..."

David's jaw dropped before his gaze flicked to the doctor. "But- but you never said anything."

"I wanted you to hear it from your wife. There are a few things I'd like to discuss though, about ongoing treatment."

"Fuck! Anything! Anything to get out of here," he exclaimed, taking a step toward Leesha. He reached out and took her hand, pulling her into a bone-crushing hug. Neither let go and snuggled into one of the chairs.

"First off, you'll continue the Suboxone for six weeks and will be weaned off it. Second, I've referred you to a local therapist and Psychiatrist in Colts Neck. She's a good friend and colleague of mine. You'll also attend weekly group meetings for addicts, just as you do here. I'll be here should the need arise. Any questions?"

Leesha and David looked at each other. "What about marriage counselling? To help overcome OUR issues," Dave asked.

"I can help you find one," Dr Randolph replied. "So! If you two want to go pack up, I'll get the discharge paperwork completed."

"Thanks, Doc," David said, suddenly overcome with emotion. "For everything." Walking back to his room to pack with his beautiful wife on his arm was more than David could've dreamed of. He smirked at the male nurses who noticeably checked her over.

Once in his private room, David closed the door and pulled Leesha against him. "I take it you being here means divorce is off the table?"

"I shredded the papers about a week ago," she admitted. "No one ever has to know about them."

His eyes slid closed in a silent prayer of thanks. He sighed as the relief washed through him before he opened his eyes again. "Thank you. I don't know what I'd do without you and the kids in my life."

"Thanks to your hard work...you won't have to," she replied. "And I promise, I'll do better to be more...sensitive to your needs."

Resting his head against his wife for a moment, David then dropped a tender kiss against Leesha's lips, letting the love he felt for her pour through that connection, resisting the urge to deepen it here and now, wanting to keep that private and away from prying eyes in the ceiling. "Sit on the bed while I pack, Babygirl," he said once the kiss was broken. "I can't be held responsible if you're gonna flaunt that fine ass in my face right now."

"If you insist," she smirked and sat cross-legged on the bed, her skirt hitched up and giving David a great view of her bare pussy. "You're right. That's much better."

"Oh...god," David groaned, clenching his hands uselessly and forcing himself to turn away and start packing clothes. "Wicked woman!"

"A wicked woman who hasn't felt her husband's big fat cock in her pussy for months," Leesha giggled. She squeaked when David began tossing clothes at her to fold. "Sorry...I can't help it."

She melted at the sweet genuine smile from her husband. He scooped her face into his hands and lightly brushed his lips to hers. "You're nervous." It wasn't a question, more of an observation...a statement.

"A little," she confessed. "I'm...I'm just trying to be the wife you remember."

"You don't have to try to be anything, Babygirl," he whispered. "I need to earn your trust back and I know it'll take time." David kissed the back of her hands and smiled, grabbing his toiletries from the bathroom and tossing them in his bag.

By the time Dr Randolph arrived with David's discharge papers, the two were laughing and snuggling on the window seat. "Here's my card. Call me if you two need anything. David, here are your prescriptions. Any questions?"

"No...I just wanted to thank you for everything," David replied.

"It was my pleasure. Don't hesitate to call if you need to." With a smile, the doctor left and David walked from the rehab centre with his arm firmly around the love of his life.

"The kids are really excited to see you," Leesha called out as her husband lifted his bag into the trunk. "I dunno what Ethan will do without Annie around though."

David climbed into the passenger seat and laughed. "Maybe it wouldn't be a bad thing to keep her around..."

Leesha inhaled when her hand slipped into David's cooler one, his skin rough but welcoming. Traffic had picked up and they were pushing the limit for making it back home for the party. "I'm sure the kids would love that. She...she started teaching Hebrew to Ethan and he even helped her with some baking."

With every question or comment from David, his fingers skimmed over every inch of exposed skin within his reach. Leesha tried hard to keep up the conversation and focus on the road. She shuddered when his nimble fingers found a nipple, rolling the sweet nub into a hard peak.

"Come on, baby, can't you wait till we get home?" She whispered.

"I can...not sure about you though," he rasped and slid his fingers under her skirt. "You were eager to show off earlier. You're so warm, Babygirl." He dipped between her wet folds and Leesha bit her bottom lip to keep from moaning.

"We...we...we need to get home," she whimpered.

"Why? You said Annie's there with the kids," he breathed and kissed her neck. "Call her. Let her know we'll...be a little late."

Leesha glanced over and saw desire filling her husband's bright eyes. She dialled Julie's number and said in a rush of breath when she got voicemail, "We're gonna be late. Only twenty minutes late. I promise."

Leesha threw her phone in the console and pulled off the highway. She found the first open parking garage and rushed up to an empty level. "Put your seat back," she growled and climbed over the console into David's lap.

David set the window tint to the darkest possible and his wife's desperate hands unzipped his jeans, freeing his cock from its confines. He found the lever and the seat dropped backward to give them both more space.

"Promise I get to worship your pussy later?" David asked, kneading Leesha's tits under her shirt.

"If you're good," she whispered and licked her lips, feeling his hardness tease her warm slit. "I need you to fuck me, Daddy."

David's eyes rolled to the back of his head as she slid onto him, her nails digging into his shoulders. Finding her leverage, Leesha rocked along his cock and squeezed him for the first time in far too long. She cried out as his pubic hair rubbed her clit, her mouth dropping open.

"T-Too s-sensitive," she moaned.

"No such thing, babygirl." His hands cupped her ass, laying on hard spank on each cheek and emitting a whimper from her lips, "Fuck me, little girl. God, I've missed you so bad. Dreamed of this night after night."

Leesha braced herself with a hand against the roof of the car, her tits bounced with each thrust as her pace gradually sped up until she was riding him like her world depended on it. A light sheen of sweat made them glisten in the sunlight that dared to peek through the concrete structure.

"Oh god...I love you, Daddy..." Leesha whimpered as David held her against his chest, his face buried in her neck as the heat coiled through him. He planted his feet on the floor and thrust his hips up, fucking her with every ounce of pent up energy he had.

"Fuck, Babygirl, I'm gonna cum..."

"Come with me, Daddy...fill up my pussy, please!"

Worlds collided and disintegrated into millions of tiny shards of light as they fell into their orgasms, moaning in harmony. There was no holding back after so many lonely nights apart.

She fell limp against him, her pussy still constricting for every last drop, and giggled. "What are the chances we'll make it home without stopping again?"

"Slim to none," he growled with a final thrust upward.