So we lived separately and that turned out to be awesome, with nobody to bother us with anything. We had sex wherever we felt fit and that meant anywh...re in the house and at any time.Pooja and I worked in different hospitals, so we didn’t get much time to spend with each other. We were quite busy too since we both are surgeons. So we started having sex before and after the hospital hours. Pooja was never a morning person but she still would get up for me early and we had sex instead of boring. ”“That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”“Yes, of course, it’s want I wanted. And you did it well. So well that we’ll probably do it again sometime, just not all the time.”“I understand Mom. I love you!!”“I love you too, Son.”We quickly dry off and rush off to the kitchen because to prevent Dad’s suspicion, we always stop our weekday play in time for Mom to cook dinner and we always make sure we don’t fall asleep when we are done. Sometimes I even help her with the cooking just to be around her some. “Is there something I should know about then Val?”I catch him in my candid stare but say with a smile, ‘That’s odd actually Dan, I was about to ask you that very question.’Perplexing him further, I slowly lean against him and kiss him on the lips; slowly; in a way that a daughter shouldn’t.He stares at me a while before saying, ‘What’ was that for Val?’ Shifting up to him I put my mouth close to his ear and whisper, “What did you get up to when you put Jessica to bed last night Daniel?”He was. Then my lips went right onto hers and we went to the sink. I wrapped my arms around her and got a good thirty second make out session in, before her hands came onto my chest. She pushed me off her. "What the hell are you doing? I told you, we shouldn't have sex again, Naomi," she made clear, with her eyebrows going down. "Well, I wanna see you again. Are you saying I'll never get to have you between my legs again?" I asked, giving her the puppy face. Her hands came up to her head and covered.