“We had the lights off because the toddlers fell asleep on our bed. I wanted my Tammy time before I moved them.” Craig’s face turned bright red. “I don’t think I can finish this story, my buzz wore off.”
Tammy shook her head. “Craig told me something didn’t seem right, but, I said the lube was fine, just squirt out a handful and let’s go. At that point, the babies were getting restless, we didn’t have much time.” Tammy shook her head. “This sounds like some kind of Mission Impossible thing.”
Craig temporarily forgot his embarrassment. “With kids, intimacy is a Mission Impossible thing, Bea, trust us.”
“Craig put a large dollop in the center of my girl parts and proceeded to, you know, enter me.” Tammy put both hands across her face and muffled through her palms. “It was like some sticky turbo gunk suctioned him into me, literally stuck in me, Bea. But, he kept going…”
“I didn’t notice at first, I was too excited.” Craig shrugged his shoulders.
“I grabbed the baby’s diaper rash ointment, Bea, it was not the KY jelly. It was horrible! There was not enough Massengill in the bathroom to correct the situation in my nether regions.” Tammy shook her head.
“It was the husband, in the bedroom, with the Desitin.” Craig pronounced in an exaggerated British accent, as if announcing the winner in a game of Clue.
Bea choked on a Cheerio laughing. “Oh my God, you two are damn funny! This is going to be so hard not to bring this up in the future, you realize this, right?”
Tammy threw a few Cheerios in Bea’s direction. “Hey, hey, I thought you were my friend? You brat. Well, just remember, I have some dirt on you too, missy.”
“I know, only teasing Tammy. I love you guys too much to throw you under the bus. But, I gotta know, how long did it take to clear all that ointment out of your stuff?”
Tammy’s lips pursed and her eyes focused, deep in thought. “I guess it didn’t really take that long, but, I’ll never forget it. Never again will I keep the diaper supplies in our room.” Tammy held up three fingers in the gesture of a solemn promise.
“Craig, you two should take a stand-up routine on the road. People would pay good money to hear your adventures.”
“Oh, yea, Bea, our life is reality show worthy, not.”
“You never know, Craig, you just never know.” Bea ticked her tongue and nodded her head before looking toward Tammy. “All this excitement tonight is making me hungry, Tammy, how’s supper coming? I’m starving.”
“Sometimes, with you and Craig, it’s like having two husbands.” Tammy giggled before finishing the preparations on the evening meal. “Forks up, cause it’s finally ready.”
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