—🦇—

"How do I look?" Martha asked her husband in a sultry seductive voice.

Instantly Thomas's baby blue eyes were glued to his wife's sensual body as Martha posed in front of her husband showing off her new article of clothing a sexy black laced lingerie that she had recently bought as a surprise gift for her beloved Thomas.

"Utterly stunning, Darlin." He answered.

Martha smiled in satisfaction at her husband's response and began to sway her hips from side to side putting on a private show for his eyes only. Meanwhile, Thomas poured himself a drink of his finest liqueur and sat in his comfy recliner as he watched her perform in awe of his beautiful wife. Martha was elegant in her movements while also alluring she had learned that from her days as a ballerina when she was in school overseas.

"So what's the special occasion?" Thomas asked.

"Oh, nothing much, my love. Just wanted to reward my beloved husband for all the good things that he has done for Gotham." Martha responded.

Thomas nodded and spoke. "Thank you, Martha."

"For what, my love?"

"For being so understanding these past few months. Being the mayor of Gotham well it has been taking up most of my time and I'm quite sorry for—"

"Hush now, Thomas..."

Martha interrupted her husband's apology with a lustful kiss and Thomas reciprocated her kisses back as his hand instinctively went over to her cheek. He deepened the kiss some more and slipped in his tongue which let out a moan from his wife. Finally, the pair pulled back from one another and took in much-needed air as they smiled at each other utterly in love.

"You have nothing to apologize for, my love. I knew what I was getting myself into the moment I had married you. You're a very loving and caring man as I know you mean well for our beloved home." Martha spoke.

"I couldn't have done it without you, Martha. As the saying goes behind every great man is a great woman."

She smiled warmly touched by her husband's words. "Gotham just like myself is fortunate to have you as its White Knight."

One of the many qualities that Martha loved about her husband. He cares so much about his fellow man and wants their home to be a much better place. Sometimes though it could be a detriment as maybe he cared too much but still she loved him no matter what.

Martha removed her article of sexy clothing little by little teasing her husband and getting him in the mood.

"It's been a long while since we've been intimate huh, Darlin?" Thomas asked.

"Mmm, too long, Baby. I've forgotten what you feel like inside of me." Martha whispered sensually.

Thomas smirked and spoke in a deep husky voice. "Well we can't have that now can we?"

Martha now stood before her husband butt naked. "No, we can't, my love."

Martha grinned like a Cheshire cat as she took a glance at her husband's crotch and noticed his hardened erection. Martha licked her lips in anticipation as she got on all fours and began crawling over to her aroused husband. Thomas gripped the armchair of his recliner preparing himself for what was to come.

"Oh, Martha..."

—🦇—

It was the morning after Thomas and Martha Wayne's passionate night together as she was currently in the kitchen lending out a helping hand to Alfred Pennyworth their family butler.

"I appreciate your generous help with breakfast, Mistress Wayne. Call me old-fashioned though but I don't think servants should be getting help from their masters and mistresses." Alfred spoke.

"Oh, nonsense, Alfred. You know we see you as more than just a simple servant. You're a part of this family and have been for many years now. Besides, I like to get my hands dirty on occasion and I can t let you have all the fun now can I."

"I suppose. Though I insist on cleaning up the mess afterward by myself this time."

"Fine. But only if you share your recipe for those delicious lemon blueberry and ricotta crepes that you hold close to your chest."

"Very well, Mistress Wayne. We have a deal. But be warned that dish is very difficult to make."

"Alfred, I've given birth to Bruce remember? That's the only thing that's ever been difficult for me. So unless I'm gonna be giving birth right about now then I think I'll be okay." Martha jokes and lightly shoves him which earned a chuckle from the middle-aged man.

"You are quite right, Mistress Wayne. Ah, I remember when Master Wayne told me about your pregnancy way back then." Alfred spoke with fondness. "I was so delighted to hear the good news."

Martha smiled and reminisced with him. "Yes, as I was quite overjoyed too. I didn't think I would ever be able to bear Thomas a child due to my many illnesses but yet somehow I did indeed wind up very much pregnant with baby Bruce as he's my miracle child."

"Mother! I'll save you!"

"And speaking of said miracle child..."

Bruce then dashes into the luxurious kitchen not in his usual comfy pajamas but instead sporting a grey and black superhero costume.

"Bruce, What in God's name are you wearing? Halloween isn't till much later." Martha said bewildered watching her son do karate-like kicks and punches at imaginary bad guys.

"Who is this Bruce? I am the Gray Ghost! Evildoers beware!" Bruce responded in his superhero voice.

"Oh, really, huh?"Martha questioned with an arm on her hip.

Bruce nodded his head enthusiastically wanting for his mother to play along with him. "I'll protect you, mother... I mean citizen. For the evil Reaper is nearby."

"The reaper?" Martha questioned and looked at Alfred for answers.

The butler looked just as confused as her mistress and shrugged his shoulders. "I believe that's the Gray Ghost arch nemesis if I'm not mistaken and it's the one popular TV show that Master Wayne watches all the time."

"Oh, right. The one he always keeps on yapping about. I'm gonna have a serious talk with your father about this. I mean who in their right mind lets a little innocent boy like yourself watch an awful violent show like that?" Martha began to rant.

"But mother..." Bruce wines.

"No, buts, mister. It's far too mature of a show for you to be watching."

"No fair. Aunt Kathy lets Cousin Bette watch the show all the time. She even lets me watch the show too when I'm at her house, Mother." Bruce protested as he crossed his arms pouting.

"She does what now?" Martha said voice slightly raised in anger.

Then right on cue, the youngest Kane sister creeps into the kitchen as she is wearing the Reaper toy mask and plastic hook. She then jumps into the frame and startles young Master Bruce and the rest.

"Good heavens!" Alfred said.

"Ah! It's the Reaper!" Bruce bellowed out.

Using his toy water gun he then began retaliating back and sprayed Aunt Kathy with it.

"Eeep! Alright Bruce I give up!" Kathy panicked and tried her best to cover up as her clothes were getting wet.

Martha tried her best to stifle a giggle seeing the scene unfold in front of her. But once she saw her sister Kathy use poor Alfred as a shield Martha couldn't resist anymore and bellowed out a laugh.

"Ah! Unhand me, madam!" Alfred protested and tried to get away from the blast.

But ultimately Bruce's water gun would run out of fuel as he then pouted adorably.

"Aw, my weapon..."

Alfred spewed water out of his mouth as his clothes were now soaking wet too. "So much for a nice family breakfast."

Martha picked up her son and held him in her arms. "Ah, Bruce. What am I going to do with you?"

She took off her son's goggles and hat as Bruce then laid his damp head on her chest.

"I'm sorry, Mother. I just wanted to have some fun." Bruce apologized.

Martha kissed her son's damp head and smiled. "It's okay my handsome boy. But know that there is a time and place for everything, okay?"

Bruce nodded and then his cousin Bette came rushing in too giggling as her mother Kathy caught Bette in her arms just in time.

"Hold on there young lady. Playtime is over." Kathy said.

"Aw, no fair you guys started without me." Bette wined. She was dressed as Gray Ghost's partner in crime El Diablo.

"Sorry, Bette," Bruce said as then his stomach rumbled.

"I'm hungry..." Bruce said.

"Me too..." Bette said.

Martha sighed and looked toward her butler hesitantly. "Alfred could you—"

"I'll see what I can salvage, Mistress Martha," Alfred said.

Martha smiled and spoke. "While Alfred finishes preparing breakfast you mister need to change into a new pair of clothes."

"Okay, can I wear the black one?" Bruce asks.

"Of course my handsome boy whatever you want," Martha said as she went upstairs with her son in her embrace.

Moments later Thomas came out of his home office and went over to the kitchen as he yawned tiredly needing his morning cup of Joe.

"Morning family—"

He then looked at poor Alfred still wearing his damp clothes and Martha's sister Kathy who also was still in her wet clothes cleaning up the mess while Alfred finished cooking breakfast. Bette on the other hand sat on the kitchen countertop and ate a cookie as she waved at Thomas innocently.

"Woah, what happened in here?" Thomas asked waving back at Bette.

"Your son was very energetic today. Probably gets it from his father." Martha answered as she was walking downstairs holding Bruce in his arms and wearing a fresh set of clothes.

Thomas rubbed the back of his neck embarrassed. "Yeah, my bad. He takes after his old man."

Martha rolled her eyes and set Bruce back on the ground. "We need to talk, Thomas."

Bruce runs off with Bette and they go to the living room to watch some more cartoons and play.

"Oh, no. What did I do this time?" Thomas asked and went over to the coffee maker as he ours himself a cup of coffee.

Martha crossed her arms mad at her husband as Thomas sipped his morning cup of Joe.

"Mmm, that's some good brew. Alfred, you make the best cup of coffee." Thomas complimented.

"Why thank you, Master Thomas."

"So when were you gonna tell me about the Gray Ghost?"Martha asked.

Thomas almost spit out his coffee and then froze like a deer in headlights for a few seconds. "Uh, well you see..."

He looked toward Kathy for some assistance. "Sorry pal. But you are alone on this one."

Then Thomas looked toward his most loyal friend Alfred for some help but was denied again.

"Sorry, Sir. You know I would do anything for you but getting in between you and the angry wife is not one of them." Alfred said.

Thomas sighed and then went over to his angry hot wife.

"My love..."

He wraps his arms around her waist and looks at her smiling as if he wants to win her over with his charms and she avoids eye contact with him looking away.

"You look so hot when you are angry," Thomas commented and his eyes lingered down to her luscious body.

Martha tries not to give in to his charms and feels something poking her leg. "Last night was amazing. Maybe we can go another round? Maybe in the shower? I could use a good cleaning down there." Thomas whispers smirking.

Martha tried not to think about her husband and the huge thick shaft in his pants as she closed her tightly and spoke. "Just answer the damn question, Thomas. You aren't getting off this easy."

He pouted and then answered her question.

"Look I just wanted to share a part of my childhood with the boy and bond to create another precious memory. Is that so bad?"

Martha made eye contact with he husband and glared. "Yes, it is bad. Especially when that show is super violent. He's eight years old, Thomas!"

Thomas winced at her time as he knew he messed up. "I know and I'm sorry. I just really wanted for me and Bruce to have our own little special thing you know. For example how your sister Kathy and Bette have the circus arts. As well as when you and your mother bonded over ballet."

Martha sighed as she couldn't stay mad at her husband forever and understood his reasonings. "But did you have to choose such a violent show to do that with him, Thomas?"

"It's not that violent, sis. I mean sure they use guns and other weapons but the fighting is used to a minimum. And there are no swear words thrown around or other bad stuff like drugs and sex." Kathy spoke up defending her brother-in-law.

Thomas smiled and spoke. "You see. Besides your Aunt Bette watches the show as well and she tuned out somewhat fine."

"Hey!" Kathy protested and threw a dirty sponge across his back which earned a giggle from Martha.

"So are we all good now, my love?" Thomas asked.

Martha nodded and smiled. "We're good." She then kissed his cheek which earned him a smile. "But I do have one more question though. Who bought the kids their Halloween customers?"

"It was all Kathy's idea. She forces my hand," Thomas answered rather quickly and hid behind his wife.

Kathy gasped shocked and spoke. "Traitor,"

—🦇—

It was now around later in the day at the Wayne Estate. Bruce and his friend Andrea Beaumont played near the botanical gardens while Martha and Andrea's mother Victoria were nearby seated at a table having tea time. Victoria was another person who worked around the house for the Waynes and just like dear old Alfred she and her daughter were a part of the family too.

Martha smiled happily and content as she watched the children play from afar and then took a peek at her beloved husband who was with Alfred doing yard work around the premises. She couldn't help but drool and stare at her husband's sweaty body and tense vascular muscles. He wasn't built like a bodybuilder which was a good thing as she was more into athletic, shredded, tall, and lean men with abs of steel which her husband checked all the boxes in her category.

Thomas noticed the hungry looks of desire from his wife Martha as he then blew a kiss in her direction.

"I love you." Thomas mouthed to her.

"I love you too." Martha mouthed back to him.

She took a bite of her pastry good but didn't notice that her friend Victoria was trying to get her attention and waved a hand across her face multiple times.

"Earth to Martha? Hello, anybody there?" Victoria teased.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Tori." Martha apologized and blushed embarrassed. "What were you saying again?"

"I was just asking how you and Mr. Wayne were doing that's all?" Victoria asked.

"Oh, well, we're doing great," Martha answered and glanced at her wedding ring smiling even more.

Victoria smiled and spoke. "You're definitely in a chipper mode today, Mistress Martha. I hope this doesn't offend you me asking this. But did you get some last night perhaps?" Victoria asked in a teasing tone.

Then Martha's cheeks grew a rosy shade of pink at the question blushing.

"Yes, I indeed got some as you say," Martha responded blushing even more.

Victoria giggles. "I knew it. No wonder you had asked me to leave the Wayne estate early. You and Thomas were planning something special."

"Guilty. But actually, I planned it all myself. You see I had gotten new lingerie in his favorite color and made sure to look extra pretty for him. I also asked Alfred to cook us a special meal for dinner and even asked my sister Kathy to let Bruce sleep at her home for the night as we wanted the whole house to ourselves. Then once he came back from his work and we ate our dinner we headed to our bedroom and finally made sweet love to each other." Martha explained.

Victoria nodded and sipped her boba tea enticed by the juicy details as Martha spilled the tea.

"Oh my god! Martha! You two did it in there?" Victoria exclaimed.

"Shhh... Yes, we did it there. It was honestly the very first time we ever did it in there." Martha whispers smiling.

"Did it hurt?"

"Well..."

Victoria and Martha giggled like hyenas and continued gossiping.

They were soon interrupted by Bruce and Andrea coming back from the gardens. They wanted their mothers to play with them too in the grassy maze and explore as they were afraid they would get lost.

"Pretty please, Mother," Bruce begged.

Martha smiled and nodded. "Oh, okay, my handsome boy. But don't run off too far as I need to see you within distance and you too Andrea."

"Yes, Ma'am," Andrea said.

Bruce nodded. "We promise, Mother."

Martha then got out of her seat and slipped out of her high heels as she walked onto the grassy terrain. The breeze from the cool crisp air tickled her feet as she looked down at her black-painted toes and let out a soft chuckle.

Martha then looked toward Victoria and spoke. "Are you gonna join us, Tori?"

"No, thank you, Martha. You know I don't like creepy-crawly things on me remember?"

"Oh, that's right."

"Aw, but Mom you'll be missing out on all the fun," Andrea spoke.

"I doubt it, Sweetie. It's okay though just go on without me." Victoria encouraged.

"Oh, okay," Andrea said a bit dejected but left with Bruce.

Martha gave a knowing look to Victoria and then followed the children trailing behind them as they entered the maze. Victoria smiled watching them go on the adventure as she felt a cough come up and grabbed a handkerchief from her pocket. She coughed into it and noticed blood as she hadn't told her daughter or her husband that she was getting sick. The only person she had confided that sensitive information was her best friend Martha who promised that she would keep it a secret until Victoria was ready to tell her daughter and husband.

Moments later the trio had gotten closer and closer to the center of the maze as they played tag for it to get more fun. They did get lost on many occasions but luckily they made it to the center. Martha was it and was chasing down the children giggling as they had reached a dead end.

"Oh, now I gotcha," Martha said.

Bruce and Andrea tried to avoid her grasp but she caught them in her embrace and tickled them. "And I win," Martha said victorious as the children laughed.

"Again. Again, Mother." Bruce said.

"I would love to, Bruce. But it is getting dark pretty soon. Look the sun is about to set. We should head back to the exit." Martha said pointing to the sky above.

Andrea whimpered and clung to Martha's arm as she was afraid of the dark. "It's okay, Sweetheart. We'll get you home. I promise."

Andrea slowly nodded back and smiled just a bit as she trusted her Aunt Martha and so they began to walk back to where they had started earlier before. While on the walk back home Martha reassured the children that everything was going to be okay as she sang a song to them and it seemed to have worked. They were almost out of the maze thankfully after a fun day of activities.

Martha oddly felt something was off very quickly as the terrain under her bare feet wasn't grass but instead felt like wood as it was unfortunately very frail and decayed. Before she knew it the wood had broken into pieces and she only had a few precious moments to think up a plan. Firstly Martha pushed Andrea out of the way so that she wouldn't fall into the well with them. Next, she wrapped her arms around her precious boy and braced for impact. Finally, they reached the end of the well and a sticking thud was heard as Martha was knocked out cold.

—🦇—

It felt like forever for young Bruce to wake up his injured mother as she wasn't responding to his cries of despair.

"Mother! Wake up, please!" Bruce exclaimed.

"Mother! Please I need you!" Bruce called out to her.

Eventually, Martha would indeed wake up as her vision was blurry and she felt a ringing in her ears at first but it soon cleared up.

"B-Bruce?" Martha whispered catching her breath.

Bruce sniffed and nodded. "Yes, mother. It's me."

Martha had tears as well as she hugged her precious boy and he reciprocated back hugging her. They both looked at their surroundings hurt and very afraid of the ominous dark cave that the pair were currently stuck in. Martha tried her hardest to move but she couldn't and groaned in great pain.

"Mother stop. You're hurting." Bruce cautioned putting a hand on her chest stopping his mother.

Then from deep in the dark cave a rumbling erupted and out flew creatures of the night called bats. Martha protectively held her son close to her chest as the bats started to swarm around the pair scratching and clawing at their skin. The only thing that was heard in that cave was the screeching from the bats and the cries of distress from mother and son.

Once Thomas was informed that his son and wife were trapped in a cave in the gardens he didn't hesitate and went to rescue them by himself as he got his gear and made the descent down from the well and into the cave.

"F-Father?" Bruce said.

Thomas saw the conditions of his loved ones and tried not to show any emotion as it pained him to see his wife and son hurt in any way. He reached for his hand and offered a small smile to his son.

"It's okay, Bruce. It's okay. I've got you." Thomas said comforting his son as he slowly reached for his father's hand.

"W-What about mother?" Bruce questions.

"I'll get her out too. Don't worry son. She'll be okay." Thomas reassured.

Bruce nodded and held onto his father as he acceded back out of the cave. Then he went back down to get his father as he feared she was in a far worse condition than his son. He too got Martha out of the cave as Alfred and Kathy were there to greet him.

"Good heavens," Alfred spoke in shock upon seeing them.

"Are they okay?" Tiffany asks.

"Bruce is in shock and has a broken ankle. I'll have to set the bone and do some X-rays later." Thomas concluded as he looked over his son's injuries.

"I'll take him," Kathy said and held Bruce in her arms bridal style.

"And what of Mistress Wayne's condition?" Alfred asked.

Thomas sighed and looked over his wife's injuries. "Bruised maybe even broken ribs and blunt head trauma."

Thomas then held his wife up in his arms bridal style also and began to walk up the stairs of Wayne Mansion. They passed by Andrea and Victoria.

"I'm so sorry, Master Thomas. I—" Victoria spoke but was cut off by him.

"It's okay, Victoria. Don't worry. It wasn't your fault." Thomas said reassuring her that she wouldn't lose her job.

"It also appears they were both attacked by rabid bats as well. They will need to get vaccinations too." Thomas said.

"I'll make the calls," Alfred said.

"Mmm, Thomas..." Martha groaned in her sleep.

"Shhh, it's okay, Martha. Don't strain yourself. Everything will be okay, My Love." Thomas comforted.

"You make one hell of a doctor, Thomas. I don't know why you decided to run for mayor instead." Kathy commented as they had already made it inside the mansion and were going to the deeded Med Bay.

"I can only do so much as a surgeon, Kathy. But as the mayor I can truly make Gotham a better place and help many more people than I ever could." Thomas responded.

Kathy nodded in understanding.

"Aunt Kathy?" Bruce spoke up.

"Hey, Bruce. I heard what you did out there for your mother. You were so brave." Kathy said ruffling his hair as he smiled at his aunt.

"That was quite the fall they both took," Alfred said.

"And why do we fall? " Thomas asked.

"S-so we can learn to pick... ourselves up," Martha whispers.

Thomas glanced at his wife smiling sadly and kissed her cheek.

"Never forget, Darlin."

—🦇—

It's been a few days since the incident at the Wayne Family Estate involving Martha Wayne and her son Bruce. Master Thomas had indeed healed his wife and son of their physical injuries but mentally the pair were still hurting as their minds were in complete disarray. Nightmares of monstrous mutated bats swarming them had seemed to be the theme here when Martha and Bruce had confided in them.

Upon further thought, Master Thomas then came up with a brilliant idea to try and cheer up his family. The brilliant doctor is going to take them into the city of Gotham to watch the premiere of the new action-packed superhero movie called The Gray Ghost Triumphant. He hopes that this little fun family outing can lift their spirits and perhaps resolve the trauma as he hated seeing his family like this... afraid.

"Martha!"

The middle-aged billionaire walked up the wooden staircase and toward the luxurious bedroom with enthusiasm as that's where his beautiful wife was currently doing her skincare routine.

"My love! I have some good news to share with you!" Thomas spoke.

Martha smiled upon seeing her handsome husband standing in the doorway clothed in just his robe, a pair of boxers, and a sleeveless undershirt.

"Yes, Thomas?"

Martha couldn't help but laugh just a tiny bit at her husband's appearance as his attire reminded her of the main character named Tony who's on this mafia TV show that she often watches on occasion called The Sopranos. In that show the main character Tony was a very corrupt and flawed individual, unlike her husband Thomas who was always a very loving and morally good person. Thankfully the comparisons stop at their attire only as her beloved husband never cheated on Martha to her knowledge with anyone and remained quite loyal even though he could have had anyone else besides her.

Because Martha sometimes admits to herself that she can be quite a handful due to her illnesses as she feels so special and honored to be Thomas's wife and be the mother of his child, Bruce. She still couldn't believe that Thomas chose the somewhat crazy British chick even after all these years.

Thomas smiled back and covered himself back up as Martha caught a quick peek at his crotch and noticed also a growing almost erect organ about to burst out at the seams.

"Hey, eyes up here, Missy."

Martha rolled her eyes playfully and continued to apply her expensive creams on her delicate and soft skin. "Sorry. You know I can't help it, Babe. So what's the good news?"

"Well before we get to that matter. Firstly I want to about you. Specifically about your emotions." Thomas asked as he had taken a knee and they were at eye level with each other.

"How are you feeling, Darlin?" He asked lacing his calloused hands with her delicate soft ones.

Martha sighed heavily as she didn't mind talking about her feelings but she just felt like sharing them with her husband would make her look even crazier in his eyes.

"I-I don't know. I'm good... I guess," Martha answered avoiding eye contact with him as much as possible.

Thomas looked concerned for his wife well well-being. "My love, did you take your medication today?"

"Yeah, I did. Had before you woke up for breakfast this morning."

"Baby don't lie to me. I know when you're off your meds. In fact, you haven't been taking them these last few days."

Martha caved and spoke.

"Because I don't need them, Thomas!"

"Yes, you do, Martha. The doctors including myself strongly agree that this medication will help with your bipolar and anxiety. We can't afford to have another incident on our hands. You know how the public and news media can be. I don't want them on our asses."

"Spoken like a true politician, Thom. What are you looking out for yourself now?" Martha sneered.

Thomas looked offended as he knew that her other personality was coming through just a bit.

"You're the one who encouraged me to run for office, Babe. And just so you know everything I ever do is for you and Bruce, Martha. You know that. So just please take your damn meds. It's for your own good."

"But it doesn't work, Thom. It just makes the nightmares even worse and last longer. I can't go through that again." Martha explained as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Please Thom don't make me take them. Please." Martha begged her husband as she was now in a fully blown crying mess.

Thomas embraced his wife as his strong arms felt like lifelines to Martha and she gladly snuggled into him.

"It's okay, Martha," Thomas spoke gently. "I won't force you to take them." He reassures his wife "There. There, Darlin. It's okay. It's okay."

Martha sniffed as she had wet Thomas's undershirt. "I'm so sorry, Baby."

He soothed his wife by rubbing he back. "Shhh, Martha. Nothing to apologize for. I just worry about you, Martha. That's all."

"And I love you for that," Martha said.

Moments later Martha had pulled back from the loving embrace and began pecking her husband's lips with wet kisses. Thomas knew what her wife wanted and obliged back as he reciprocated her advances and kissed her back with just as much fire. They then ultimately wound up on the floor and rolled around the rug making out as they got lost in each other.

Martha moaned in response as she felt his hardened cock poke her entrance. "Thomas I need you..."

"In a second just let me take off my clothes."He said and took off his clothes and hers as well in a rush.

But Martha was getting impatient and just pushed him back onto the floor and began to position herself as she got onto his large cock. She leaned her head back and moaned.

"Oh, fuck! Thomas..."

Thomas looked up at his wife and was mesmerized by her naked body as he moaned too feeling her already slick walls wrapped around the head of his pre cum covered cock. Martha then began to bounce on her husband's cock at a rather quick pace needing to feel a quick release of Euphoria into her system. Thomas let her take control as he saw her get lost in the purse bliss of sex. He smiled and grabbed a handful of her breasts and began playing with them in his palms. Felling the huge balloons of his sexy wife got him even more into the mood.

Martha felt every inch of Thomas's cock and wondered if she was okay with him finishing in her. After all, they have been recently having more unprotected sex as if late but that was because she didn't think she would end up having another baby after Bruce.

But she said what the hell and bounced even harder on Thomas's cock. If anyone is more deserving of another child it's her beloved husband.

Thomas moaned as she held onto him for balance her hands were on his hairy chest and he slapped her butt cheeks in cheeky fun holding her by the hips.

"Oh, yes, Baby. Slap my ass! Treat me like your personal cum dump!" Martha spoke encouraging her husband.

Thomas then flipped himself over so he was on top now as he stared at his wife's eyes.

"You sound so much sexier during dirty talk."

Martha smiles. "Why thank you, Baby. But I'm serious treat me like a sex toy. Please I want you to fill all my holes till I'm fully stuffed."

Thomas smirked as he pounded her even faster and harder as her legs were on his shoulder for leverage.

"As you wish Mrs. Wayne."

Eventually, the two loving pair both reached their witts end and cummed letting out a loud groan of pleasure. They stayed there on the carpet for what felt like forever as Thomas was still stuffed inside Martha's puusy nuzzled like a warm blanket.

"I love you, Thomas."

"I love you too, Martha."

—🦇—

Bruce awoke from his deep slumber with a jolt and looked around his bedroom in fear.

"Mother!? Father!?" Bruce exclaimed with a quiver in his voice and clutched his Gray Ghost plushie tightly.

In an instant, his parents came to his rescue and comforted their frightened 8-year-old son.

"What happened, Bruce?"

"I-I had a nightmare.."

"Oh, my handsome boy. It's going to be okay." Martha spoke in a soothing voice while embracing her son with a tight and comforting hug.

Thomas got his son a glass of warm hot chocolate and handed it to him.

"Was it the bats again?" Thomas asked.

Bruce nodded and drank the warm cup of chocolate milk. "I was so scared father."

Thomas sat at the edge of his bed and spoke in a gentle voice.

"You know why they attacked you, don't you? Well, they were afraid of you."

"Afraid of me?"

"All creatures big or small feel fear."

"Even the scary ones?"

"Especially the scary ones."

"We won't let anything bad ever happen to you, Bruce. I promise your father and I will always be here to protect you." Martha reassured her son and kissed him on the top of his head.

Bruce smiled at the love and affection he was being given by his parents as his fear was put to the side in the meantime. The rays of sunlight peeked through the shades of his bedroom and the chirping from the birds had signified the start of the day.

"I was going to wait later tonight to do this but I think right now is a better time to do this."

Thomas smiled and began pulling out small items from the pockets of his robe as he then handed out the gifts to his wife and son.

Martha was the first one to open her gift and gasped upon seeing the sparkling jewelry.

"Thomas, It's so beautiful. You shouldn't have."

"Only the best for my love," Thomas said and helped her with putting on the pearl necklace.

Martha smiled in love with the pearl necklace and looked at herself in the mirror. Thomas kissed her neck and wrapped his arms around her waist as Martha purred like a cat which earned a laugh from Bruce.

"Go on, Bruce. Open your gift too." Thomas encouraged.

The boy did just that and began to open his gift from his father as he glanced upon an expensive gold ring embedded with the Wayne Family crest.

"So cool.." Bruce said in amazement.

"It was gifted to me by your grandfather Solomon many years ago. Now I gift it to you my son as this ring represents our legacy." Thomas explained.

Bruce put the ring on his finger eagerly and then hugged Thomas.

"Thank you, Father."

"You're welcome, my son," Thomas said and embraced his son also with a warm hug.

Alfred then walked into the bedroom and smiled upon seeing the Wayne Family interaction. It warmed his heart every time he saw the family shower each other with love and affection.

"Pardon me, Master Thomas. But the tickets that you wanted for tonight's movie premiere have just come in the mail this morning. Robert Queen sends his regards." Alfred spoke.

Thomas nodded and spoke. "Thank you, Alf. Send a thank you gift for Mr. Queen in return."

"Will do, sir."

"Alfred look!" Bruce said and showed the family butler the ring gifted to him.

"I do see. You look very dashing young Master Bruce." Alfred said.

Martha giggled and picked up her boy as she held him in her arms. "Alright let's get some food in you, mister. We have a huge day ahead of us and you'll need all your strength." Martha said.

"Okay, Mommy..."

Thomas and Alfred smiled at the pair as they walked away from them.

"You're a very lucky man, Master Thomas. I'm honored to be working for such a good man."

"Thank you, Alf. I try my best to be a better person and do what's right for them every day."

"Well, you're doing a fine good job about that be rest assured, sir. Come on now let's hope they don't eat all the chocolate chip French Toast like last time." Alfred joked.