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Chapter 2: The Naughtier Chronicles

The Naughty Chronicles

Chapter 2

“You’re definitely a Bradford,” Haley said with a fond smile for the little boy covered in chocolate pudding.

In answer, Hunter reached down and grabbed his tiny, chocolate pudding-covered foot and brought it to his mouth so that he could suckle on his big toe. Definitely a Bradford, Haley thought, chuckling as she carefully wrapped him in his chocolate pudding-caked blanket and picked him.

“Let’s go get you cleaned up,” she said, still trying to figure out how he kept managing to hide chocolate pudding cups in his crib, especially since he couldn’t walk yet.

She had a feeling that she knew who the culprit was, something that she would take care of later, but for right now, she needed to get this little guy clean. With that in mind, she carried Hunter into the hallway and quietly made her way to the bathroom, pausing along the way to check on her other babies and-

Couldn’t help but wonder where her oldest son was.

For a moment, she considered finding out where Cole was, but decided to leave it up to Jason, who was probably handling it at this very moment. Decision made, Haley carried Hunter into the bathroom, somehow managed to strip his diaper off and-

Sighed when the empty chocolate pudding cup fell out.  

“You are definitely going to be a handful,” Haley said, chuckling as she threw the discarded diaper and pudding cup away and carefully placed Hunter in his baby tub before throwing the blanket in the dirty clothes. She reached over to turn on the water when the screams for mercy started.

“Mommy!” came the scream that had her biting back a curse as she picked up Hunter, who was currently gnawing on a yellow rubber ducky and quickly made her way toward the screams.

“Oh, god, Mommy, save me!” came the scream that had her moving her ass and quickly making her way downstairs with Hunter in her arms, praying that she made it in time before…before…

“What are you doing?” Haley couldn’t help but wonder as she stood there, trying to make sense out of what she was seeing.

Cole, who couldn’t seem to stop screaming her name, was duct taped to a chair and hanging upside down in the middle of her living room while her husband, who’d clearly lost his mind at some point during the night, sat next to him, eating a sandwich as he absently pushed the back of Cole’s chair with his foot so that their son slowly swung back and forth.

“Spending quality time with my oldest son,” Jason said, looking completely relaxed while Cole…

“Please save me, Mommy,” Cole whispered with a sniffle as Hunter reached up and smeared chocolate pudding on her face.

Really not in the mood to deal with whatever was going on here, Haley opened her mouth only to snap it shut when Jason drawled, “He was spending the night in Chloe’s room.”

Frowning, she glanced over at her son to find him clearing his throat only to follow that with a murmured, “It’s just a simple misunderstanding.”

“You were spending the night in a girl’s bed?” Haley said, wanting to make sure that she’d heard right.

“Technically,” Cole hedged as he gave her a hopeful smile that had her slowly nodding as she focused back on Jason.

“Let him down,” she said, shifting the handful in her arms only to sigh when Hunter coated her other cheek with more pudding.

When Jason opened his mouth to argue, she quickly cut him off, in absolutely in no mood to deal with this tonight. “It’s three in the morning, he has school in the morning, and I’m pretty sure that your son just shoved chocolate pudding down my shirt,” Haley said with a look that told him that she wasn’t in the mood to argue.

Glaring, Jason placed his sandwich on the coffee table and after a slight hesitation, lowered the teenage boy smiling smugly to the floor. Once Cole was once again upright, Jason released him from his binds. With a satisfied sigh, Cole got to his feet and-

“Here,” Haley said as she handed Hunter off to his brother.

“Wait. What are you doing?” Cole asked, wincing when his baby brother wiped chocolate pudding across his bare chest.

“Going back to bed,” Haley said, turning around and headed back upstairs, deciding that spending the rest of the night trying to take care of his baby brother would be the perfect punishment to ensure that she didn’t become a grandmother before he graduated from high school.

“Wait! What am I supposed to do with him?” Cole asked only to gasp in horror seconds later with a panicked, “He just peed on me!” making her lips twitch as she headed to her room.

Ten minutes later, she was freshly showered, wearing one of Jason’s old Bradford Construction tee-shirts, and curled up on her side with her husband climbing in behind her. Chuckling, Jason wrapped his arm around her as he pressed a kiss against the back of her neck. “You’re devious.”

“You knew this when you married me,” Haley couldn’t help but agree as shifted back with a wiggle, tearing a groan from her husband.

“Hunter will destroy his will to live,” Jason said, sounding amused as he slid his hand between her legs and-

“Good,” she managed to get out on a gasp as he rubbed his hand between her legs while he ground himself against her, making it difficult to think as he continued kissing her neck.

For several minutes, Jason moved against her as he continued to rub her through her panties. “So bloodthirsty,” he said approvingly as he pulled away from her and moved to kneel by her side. Without a word, he reached down and hooked his fingers in her panties and pulled them off and once he had them off-

“Oh, my god…that’s not chocolate pudding!” came the horrified gasp from the hallway that had her sighing.

To be Continued…

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