We didn’t pretend that I was as important at the birth of Betts’s baby as Marilyn was. It was enough that I was welcome and that Betts accepted me...as a kind of second mother-in-law. And with three mothers standing around, I think she was just as happy when Marilyn and I returned to Indiana.We were present for Matthew’s birth. We got the call early in the morning just after we got back to Mishawaka.“Well, let’s go, love,” Marilyn said. “Our son is in labor.”“You two drive carefully,” Hayden. My grandmother and I worked and drew sketches. We were just about to give up after the 4th try, but finally we got it right. The next step was to send the blue prints off to a carpenter. We had to debate about going to a localized carpenter, but if they put two and two together it could be dangerous for my grandmother and I. With that knowledge we found one that was about 100 miles away. Now all we had to do was wait for the crib to be finished. So much time and so little to do. The crib seemed. I grabbed her ass and pulled her crotch hard against my bulge.“Mmm. You feel so hard!” she whispered as she slowly dropped to her knees.She pulled down my shorts and boxers, letting my cock jump up in her face. My hard, throbbing eight inches were standing straight out near her lips. She took it gently in her hand and licked the head a few times, then pushed her head forward to take it into her warm mouth.I took her head in my hands and pulled it to me. She moaned to indicate that she couldn’t. I just got into a fight with my boss. I got so mad I just left. He can finish the project by himself, the bastard!" I suggested she should take a hot shower to relax, but she said no, that she just wanted to go to bed. So much for getting Jordan out of the house that way. My wife got undressed and slipped into bed as I pretended to read. I thought about her boss all alone in the motel room, 'finishing the project by himself' and laughed. My wife rolled over quickly and asked, "What is so damn.