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Colton felt the mattress shift behind him as his wife of 21 years, Katherine, slid in next to him. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand. 2:15 am. Late night, even for her.
Katherine was a nurse working second shift, 4 to midnight, so she was usually home by 1am. Must have been a busy night at the emergency room, he thought.
Colt was a plant manager on first shift, usually out of the house before Kathy woke and home after she had already left for the night. His job didn't usually require overtime and weekends like hers did. Colt took care of their 2 kids morning and night but Kathy always had their bags and lunches packed. She was a good mom even if her job cut into the time she spent with them.
A few months ago, Kathy's shifts changed to Tuesday to Saturday. Since she signed up for a bowling league on Monday nights, that left Sunday as their only day together as a family. They rarely even spent those days together.
Colt's alarm went off at 5:30 am. He quickly shushed it and sat up, looking at his wife as she slept peacefully next to him. His cock was hard and he wanted to reach over and slide it between her legs, but he knew she would shoot him down. He had stopped trying months ago. He couldn't even remember the last time they were intimate.
He got up and headed into the bathroom. He stood under the hot shower longer than he needed to, stroking his cock as he recalled what their sex life used to be like.
Colt had met Kathy while she was in college and he was bartending at a local pub. She had come in with her friends and as soon as she sidled up to his bar, he was smitten.
Kathy was smart, way smarter than him, and she was beautiful. She ran track and her body was slender and toned. She was shorter than Colt at 5' 7" and had curly black hair that she kept at shoulder length.
She confidently flirted with the hot, young bartender. She started coming into the bar more and more, and one day Colt asked her out. He was happily surprised when she accepted. She was too good for him.
Their sex life had been amazing in the beginning, before kids and for even a little while after. She would take his cock in her mouth often and swallow his loads of cum. They fucked everywhere; in the bathroom at his work, in her dorm, the campus library, in the backseat of his car, in her parents bed when they visited on holidays. Even once in a grocery door stock room until the manager caught them and kicked them out. Then they just continued in the car.
Colt remembered how her pussy had felt when he fucked her. She was tight and wet for him all the time. He used to call her Kitty, which was also her pet name for her pussy, and she would purr in his ear and dig her claws into his back as he fucked her.
"Fuck me, Kitty....," Colt murmured into the running water as his cum erupted on the shower wall. He washed it off and shut off the tap, stepping out into the steamy bathroom.
After putting on his uniform, he walked back through his bedroom, calling to their shaggy rescue dog, Roscoe, to follow him. Roscoe reluctantly got up from his memory foam bed and followed Colt out the door. Colt closed the door and walked down the hall as Roscoe took off into the back yard through the dog door.
Colt opened his 15 year old son Derek's door. "Time to get up, bud."
Derek mumbled something and sat up, tossing the blanket off his gangly legs. His messy, dark brown hair was long to his chin and curly like Kathy's. He was as tall as Colton now, 5' 10", but skinny as a rail. Colt remembered how thin he had been at that age. It all goes to shit when your metabolism slows down, he thought.
Colt was still somewhat trim but his stomach had gone soft years ago when he quit running with Kathy. He now had a little pouch that stuck out over his belt. His once sinewy arms had turned to mush.
Colt ran his fingers through his thick blonde hair, grateful that this one asset hadn't thinned over the years. He kept it shaggy, its natural wave keeping it full on his head.
One door down slept his 7 year old daughter, Lily. Colt opened her door and walked over to her, shaking her awake gently. She had wavy blonde hair, just like him. She blinked awake and looked up to him, then groaned and pulled the blanket over her head.
"Time to get up, Lily bug. Let's go." Colt pulled the blanket off of her and piled it onto her pink bean bag chair before leaving the room. He heard her grumble then the sound of her heavy footprints down the hall to the bathroom.
Their lunches and bags were packed and ready. Colt put ice packs in their lunch boxes and stuffed them into their overflowing backpacks. Kathy had left them each a note saying how much she loved them. Colt felt a pang of jealousy. He never got a note from his wife anymore.
Colt walked his daughter across the street to the neighbor, where Lily's best friend lived, so she could catch the bus with her. He drove Derek to school then made the 30 minute commute to work.
When the clock chimed 4pm, Colt packed it up and headed home. Kathy would have already picked them up at school or made arrangements for them to get home. Colt hadn't gotten any calls or texts from her today so he headed straight home.
Colt got home about 4:45 since traffic was heavier than usual. Kathy had started dinner and this time had left a note, but only with instructions on how to cook it. Colt crumpled it up and tossed it into the overflowing trash can then turned on the oven.
Roscoe came bounding in to greet him, his long tail banging into the cabinets as he begged Colt for head scratches.
"At least you're happy to see me," Colt mumbled as he scratched behind Roscoe's ear.
"Kids! I'm home!" Colt yelled then put the prepared dinner in the oven.
Lily came skipping in with her best friend, Megan, in tow.
"Hey dad!" she yelled as she buzzed past him, sliding open the door to the back door. Roscoe turned and chased after them.
Colt found Derek in his room scowling at a video game as he huffed into his headset. Colt pulled an ear away, startling Derek.
"Geez, dad," Derek grumbled as he turned around, startled.
"What did I say about playing video games when you should be watching your sister?"
Derek rolled his eyes and put his headset back on. "She was just across the street until a few minutes ago. I just logged on. Everything is fine."
Colt ruffled his son's hair. "Dinner in 30 minutes. Then homework."
Derek gave him a thumbs up without looking away from the screen.
After dinner, Colt cleaned up the kitchen and helped Lily with her homework until it was time for her bath. As she bathed, Colt went out to the backyard to clean up some of the kids' toys.
Kathy had done laundry and hung it out on the line, so Colt grabbed a basket and started pulling it down. He noticed a few empty pins in between the clothes and some gaps in the spacing. Kathy was a very tidy woman and always brought the clothespins into the house when she was done with the laundry. Colt thought it was odd that she left a few empty. He gathered up all the pins and the clothes and dropped them by the door, then turned back to gather some stray kids' items.
As he knelt down and put the last of the toys in the plastic bin on the porch, something at the tree line caught his eye. He looked up, his eyes adjusting to the diminishing light, and saw some movement in the bushes. He thought he saw a figure bolt into the trees; just a flash of pale skin and long hair before it disappeared.
Colt shook his head and stood up. "I must be losing my damn mind," he muttered out loud before stepping back into the house and locking the sliding door. He put the bar in the door and slid the curtains closed, just in case.
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