The bar trembles and slows, but doesn’t stop as Rick presses with all of his might. My hands are waiting just in case, but he’s told me he wants to prove something to himself. I understand, so I let him. “Come on Rick, you can do it.”

Rick grunts, the rock music throbbing through the room as he pushes harder, and with a final heave he gets the bar up and to lockout before he lets me help him rack the bar. Sure, two hundred and twenty five pounds doesn’t seem like much, especially to a man who used to do things that would make athletes on Ninja Warrior look on with respect… but for a man who weighed only a hundred and sixteen pounds and was given up for dead by almost the entire world, it’s a hell of a hurdle.

“I did it,” he gasps, lying still for a moment before rolling to his feet and jumping in excitement. “Two plates!”

“You did. Happy almost birthday,” I congratulate him, passing him a bottle of intra-workout supplement drink. “Now drink up.”

It’s been amazing watching Rick over the past six months. Dedicated to rebuilding himself and making up for lost time, he’s managed the two with the same devotion and focus that I know will eventually lead him back to the boardroom and the lab. For now though, I’m just enjoying life. Tomorrow is the twins’ first birthday, and we plan on celebrating it fully even if they won’t remember it.

Rick swallows his drink, wincing at the flavor before handing it back to me. “I think I can do with just the post-workout from now on. God those are horrible. Six months of it is enough.”

“Nope,” I tease, taking the bottle and putting it down while Rick strips the bar for me. “Not until you do a full salmon ladder again.”

Rick growls and glances over at the apparatus on the wall, where the bar’s still stuck on the lowest notch. He can do pullups again, but the strength for the salmon ladder? That’s a ways off. “You know, someday I’m going to have Alex and Roxy in here with us.”

“I look forward to it,” I reply, laying down on the bench. “We’ll make it a family fun thing. Besides, I’d like to see Alex and Roxy learn some wushu.”

Rick comes over, looking down on me. “Jiu-jitsu.”

“Wushu,” I reply, grinning up at him.

“Jiu-jitsu!” Rick mock growls, straddling the bench. “Or else.”

“Or else what?” I ask, reaching down and running my hands over his hips. “You’re going to tie me up and punish me?”

“There’s a use for the equipment that I hadn’t thought of,” Rick says. He leans down, grabbing the bar for balance as I bring my hand between his legs, cupping and fondling his balls. Rick moans lightly, and I grin as his legs tremble while I massage him through his shorts. “You torture me.”

“You know you like it,” I joke as I slide a hand up the leg of his shorts and caress his cock. “Now… what are your intentions with this steely bar?”

“Mmmm…” Rick moans as I stroke him, “since I missed so much of the last pregnancy, I was kinda thinking….”

“Oh, you want me pregnant again?” I tease, sliding down the bench. “You just think you can fill me with this thick, delicious cock of yours and get me barefoot and with child again like that, huh?”

“Well, it’s not like we can’t afford it,” Rick reminds me. “I know the cost of raising children is going up but….”

“But you’ve already got me pregnant again,” I finish for him. Rick pushes up, staring at me in wonder and I nod, smiling. “I was going to tell you tomorrow, but I took the test yesterday. This time, you get to be with us through the whole thing.”

I reach out with a slow hand and cup Rick’s cock through his shorts again. Reaching up, I find the waistband and tug his shorts down until he pops free, and I grin. “This is something I did miss the first time.”

Rick grins and reaches down, taking a fistful of my hair as he guides my mouth towards his cock. I let my lips stretch around the velvety pink head before running my tongue along the shaft, kissing and licking him as I look up into my husband’s eyes. The feeling of intense power, his hand tugging on my hair while I have his balls in the palm of my hand, sends shivers down my spine. I open my mouth more, sucking him slowly into my hungry, eager mouth.

Rick feeds me his cock, pumping in and out as my tongue caresses and my lips worship his immense manhood, fondling his balls and letting him know how much he means to me. I swallow every inch, my heart hammering in my chest as he pulls out, reaching down and pulling me to my feet.

“I’m not going to be greedy,” Rick says, his hands powerful on my arms. It’s amazing, how such a little thing can make me give into him, but no man has ever had the strength in their hands that Rick does. “Instead, I’m going to make sure you have plenty to enjoy.”

“Is that so?” I tease, reaching down and stroking his cock. “Such as what?”

“Such as…” Rick says before suddenly falling backwards onto the exercise mat, grinning. “You get to choose.”

“Is that so?” I ask, getting down on the mat next to him. “Well then… open your mouth. I had a cocksucking to finish.”

Rick grins as I swing my left leg over his head, positioning my pussy above his eager lips and bend forward. It’s a stretch, we are different heights, but as Rick bends his head forwards I can tilt his cock towards my mouth. His tongue touches the tip of my clit just as I lick the head of his cock, both of us moaning at the sensation.

“Excu- sorry!” I hear from the door, making us both pause. I start to laugh, until my laugh turns into a moan as Rick strokes his tongue down my pussy lips.

“I’ll apologize later,” Rick says, wrapping his arms around my ass and pulling his mouth to me. He slips his tongue inside, stroking and triggering every nerve inside me, daring me to lose control first, but I won’t let him.

Instead, I open my mouth and swallow his cock, bobbing my head up and down while my tongue swirls around the tip of his cock, stroking and teasing the spots I know he likes best. Rick growls into my pussy, and the two of us challenge each other.

Sweat pours down my forehead as I grapple with him, seeing who is going to give in to the other first. I fondle his balls, even teasing his asshole with my fingertips as he gives it back to me just as good, his tongue dancing over my clit before driving deep into my pussy.

It’s beautiful torture, and it continues, my mouth aching even as I grind my pussy uncontrollably on Rick’s tongue and fingers. He pulls my cheeks apart and I freeze for an instant, knowing what’s coming. I pour myself into what I’m doing even as I feel his thumb brush against my asshole, and with a slight pressure he pops inside me.

It triggers me, and I lose it, coming all over his face and moaning deeply around his thick cock. Thankfully, he’s not far behind me, and as my moan becomes a cry of delight he fills my mouth with his thick, delicious cum. I swallow each and every drop, relishing in the release as he drinks my own juices.

Rolling off of him, I lay on the mat, sweat drying on my skin and a smile teasing around my lips. “So… that was a good workout.”

Rick chuckles and turns around on the mat next to me, holding his head up with a cocked arm as he trails his fingertips down my spine. “Yep. Hey, what did you get the kids for their birthday?”

I roll to my side, caressing Rick’s face. “Not much. I know Freida’s planning a cake, things like that. But let’s face it, the twins don’t exactly need presents. What were you thinking?”

Rick smiles and kisses the tip of my nose. “I was thinking two things. One, I want to get back in the lab. My brain’s been buzzing with that solar energy idea still.”

“Okay,” I agree. I can’t stop Rick from being inventive any more than he could stop me from being Chinese. “And two?”

“That before I do, I want to celebrate a birthday, and celebrate time with my family.”

I grin, and reach over, pulling him on top of me. “Well then, think you can celebrate with me a second time?”

Rick grins, and kisses my lips. “I’m sure I can figure out a way.”