"Now, now....you're an insomniac who won't take meds. So, the only real alternative is to put you through a workout to fully exhaust you." "NNHNN! NNHNNMPHNN !!" "You're welcome, honey. This is what husbands are for. I'll be back to check on you in half an hour." "Hhnnhh???? NNHNN!! NNHHUUHHNNNN !!!!!!"
Please Note: The pic is a Screencap and NOT mine. The micro-fiction story IS mine.
'Daddeeee! Are you looking up my skirt?!' 'I'm your Husband, not your father.' 'You're old enough to be my Daddy.' " Fine , kinkyminx. Have it your way.' 'Good!' 'And yes , I am checking out what you're barely hiding.' 'Does Daddy approve??' 'Hmmmm...it'll require further observation and study.' 'Translated as; 'I'm eye-fucking you right now'.' 'Language, kinkymix!' 'Oops! Sorry Daddy!' 'Now, indelicate and undecorous language aside, what's got my princess so fascinated about the sofa?' "I lost an earring.' 'Ah. Okay, I know a trick. It might work, if not I'll be taking the bloody thing apart.' 'Trick?' 'I'll tilt it up on one end, there's that underscreen, right? You get a small, short-bladed, sharp knife and when everything falls down towards the end, slit that underscreen and it'll be there hopefully.' 'Oh, okay...and this also means I'll be on my hands and knees, right?' 'Unless you're telekinetic, no other way to do it.' 'Well, having an appreciative audience isn't something I mind.' 'Alright you smirking slut, go get the knife and let's get your earring.' 'And then, Daddy??' 'Promises to be a dreadfully boring night tv-wise, I'm sure I can find some ways to keep little miss kinkyminx entertained.'