Chapter 147

The car ride home is very quiet and Thomas doesn't want to say anything in front of the children. He knew Tommy was at an age where he knew everything, and he didn't want to fight in front of him or upset him.

Thomas didn't know what would set Alana off, so he wasn't pushing it. He knew he was treading on thin ice as it was. The dinner at his parents went ok. Alana was very quiet during most of it, not wanting to be there. He saw more and more, that hiding that phone wasn't such a good idea. He regretted it, but at the same time, knows if he didn't do what he did, this relationship would have been over.

He still wondered if it wasn't even now? What was really keeping her here? He knew most of what his father told him tonight was true, he just was in denial and doing his best to make this work. To get through all of this. To prove his father wrong.

They get home, and Tommy goes to his room, Alana goes to get Lucia ready for bed. Thomas goes to his own bedroom waiting for Alana to come to bed. It takes her a bit as she spends some time with the little girl. It was the only thing that made her happy lately.

When Alana is done, she goes to the bedroom as well, not saying anything as she goes into their bathroom to get ready for bed. Thomas hates the quietness, he used to not mind it years ago when she got mad and wouldn't talk to him. It was a good way to shut her up without hearing her complain that he wasn't around or doing what she wanted. Now it was driving him mad wanting her to talk to him, and say anything just to know if this was ok. He knew they had a talk the other night, and she wasn't leaving. It still just bothered him, he sees now all the pain he put her through when he wouldn't answer her as well when she wanted answers and wanted his time.

He sees all the past, all that he didn't see before knowing that is why they are where they are today. How dumb he was in so many ways. He also sees now that the sex stop, how he misses it, and being close to her. How for so many years she tried so hard to get close to him and he pushed her away. Was this karma? If so, she really was a bitch.

Alana comes into the bedroom in her nightie and gets into bed, getting ready to just go to sleep without saying a word.

"Alana?" Thomas says.

"Yes, Thomas?" She answers.

"I was thinking that maybe we should not go to my parent's house every week. Now that we have Lucia, we should make some Sunday traditions of our own?" Thomas responds.

Alana sits up in bed just looking at Thomas in a funny way.

"Thomas are you ok?" Alana asks.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" Thomas replies.

"Because for the last 17 years, we have been going to your parent's house no matter what I have said in the past. Sunday was theirs." Alana comments.

"I know, I want to change that. I still want to go, just not every Sunday. I feel we need to give our children time with us. Maybe our own Sunday dinner, or go out?" Thomas remarks.

"I am fine with it Thomas. I always was. I just can't believe it. What made you turn around?" Alana asks.

"I see you are unhappy there. I also see that my father is a pain in the ass and so is my mom. They add extra stress to our relationship that we don't need now or ever really did. I am sorry for that, for a lot of things. I want to fix what I can." Thomas answers.

"Thank you, it means a lot. I think we can do a lot of nice things on Sunday as a family. It would also be nice not having your family in our business. Every time your mother sees Lucia she is always putting her two cents in, forgetting that I already raised a child. I keep my mouth closed because of you." Alana admits.

"I know, and I am sorry. It is just how she is." Thomas states.

"It's ok. I am glad you are fixing it now." Alana says moving back on her side of the bed.

Thomas sees she still isn't close, and it bugs him. He wants this to end. He moves himself behind her close putting his hand around her, as he starts kissing her neck.

"Thomas are you ok?" Alana says.

"Yes, I want to make love to my wife. I miss you. I need you." Thomas admits.

Alana isn't sure this is the Thomas she has been married to, he surprised her more and more.

Thomas slides his hand under the covers and lifts her nightie up placing his hand inside her panties. He starts rubbing her center, as he pushes his hard dick close to her ass. Making Alana feel just how hard he is for her.

He keeps kissing her neck, and down her back, pushing her panties to the side, he slides his hard throbbing dick in between her legs, feeling she is wet which makes him feel good.

He pushes her closer to him, as he slides himself inside her hearing her moan, his hand goes on her hip, to help slide himself in and out of her, feeling her wetness around him. It makes him speed up, going in and out faster and harder. Missing the warmth of her around him, his waist banging into her round ass. He lifts her leg over his thigh so he can enter her harder and deeper. He continues to do so, banging her so hard that you can hear their bodies slap together. As much as Thomas wants to cum he doesn't, He wants to keep feeling her, letting her orgasm, and get wetter around him. He keeps going closing his eyes to every thrust until he just can't hold it any longer and just let's go.

Thomas is out of breath, and sweaty, he just lays there holding her in his arms. He felt a release inside of himself. He lays his head and body close to hers as he falls asleep.