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**26: Pantry Closet**

***|Sunday, family day***

“Aunt Olive gave us food for dinner, Mom,” Charlie answered Charlotte’s question while we talked to her through a video call in the lounge area.

Charlotte curled her lips then asked, “Really? Did you eat well?”

“Yes! It tastes so good,” Charlie exclaimed.

Charlotte giggled at him before saying, “Did Chloe like it too?”

It was still early in the morning and Chloe was still asleep upstairs.

Along with Charlie’s response, the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it,” I muttered tapping Charlie’s back.

I opened the door to discover Monica standing there.

I got confused and instinctively looked back at Charlie overhearing my wife asking him, “Who is it, Charlie?”

“Hi, Monica. What brings you here?” I asked while I slowly walked out closing the door behind me.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Foster. I don’t know who to ask,” she muttered pinching her fingers as a sign of anxiety.

“It’s okay, go ahead,” I spoke getting a little impatient of the anticipation.

“I really need you help. Financially. My girlfriend was rushed to the hospital after a car accident last night. Our insurance weren’t enough to cover the expenses and we need a few more money now or at least a guarantor before the surgery. I am hoping you could help us,” she explained with extreme worry in her voice.

I felt empathy towards her don’t get me wrong, but somehow it got me thinking if she’d still ask me for money even if she’s not holding onto one of my deepest secrets.

“Of course, how much do you need?” I asked before noticing Charlie with the phone on his hand was standing beside me.

“Get inside, Charlie. I’ll be there in a minute,” I uttered sternly.

“I’m sorry. Mom asked me to show her our visitor,” Charlie explained now looking upset.

“Alright, I understand. I’m sorry, bud. Let’s go inside first,” I apologized before leading him inside while motioning for Monica to wait for me outside.

“I’ll be quick, okay? Sit here and talk to mom for a bit,” I whispered to him.

“Trent,” I heard Charlotte’s faint voice over the phone along with some other words but I ignored her.

I quickly grabbed my wallet and my checkbook before heading outside.

I gave Monica some money in cheque and in cash and wished her girlfriend well before she left. She thanked me so much but didn’t tell her intents to pay and I honestly didn’t think she’d pay for it. I wondered I won’t mind if it would keep her silent.

I came back to Charlie who was still on the video call with Charlotte but now with Liz too.

“That’s your clinic assistant, right? M—Monica?” Charlotte immediately asked as soon as I sat down beside Charlie.

“Yeah. She needed some help for her girlfriend,” I briefly answered totally ignoring Liz’s presence.

“I see,” she murmured before smiling at Charlie and saying, “We really need to go now, baby. Mom and Aunt Liz will get dressed for the wedding.”

“Okay, mom. I love you. Bye, Aunt Liz, love you,” Charlie uttered blowing kisses to them.

“Love you, baby. Say *I love you* to Chloe for me. Bye, honey. I love you, Trent,” she waved at us then looked at me.

“Goodbye. Take care,” I told her failing to utter the words she wanted to hear from me while praying to the gods Charlie won’t think any of it.

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It was a little over 12 noon when I got to the Turner household with Charlie’s hand on one hand and Chloe on my other arm.

Before Olive left last night, she asked us to come over to their house for lunch. I didn’t think any harm from saying yes to it and definitely didn’t want to miss some good cooking, so I wondered, why not—good thing we didn’t hire Hazel today.

Olive was all smiles as soon as we entered their home. She immediately took Chloe from my arms and cuddled her on the sofa. The twins then ran downstairs after hearing Paige calling them to see my son.

Paige, on the other hand, was busy in the kitchen looking like she was cooking and Ellis was guiding her through it.

The twins took Charlie upstairs to quickly show him what they’re going to play with after lunch. So I took the chance to watch over Paige in the kitchen.

“I didn’t know 2nd Turner kid cooks,” I teased her making both Ellis and Paige chuckle.

“Well, she didn’t. I don’t know what she ate that made her think she can cook,” Ellis poke fun on her.

“dad,” Paige fake frowned at her dad before they laughed together.

After we all had our lunch like we were a big extended family, Charlie started playing with the twins in the playroom upstairs while Olive danced around the living room with Chloe on her arms.

I went after Charlie and watched them for a few minutes before Paige came in.

She sat beside me closely touching her hand with mine as she tried to sneakily intertwine her pinky with mine.

I looked at her and she smiled while still looking at the kids.

“The food was good. I’m impressed,” I praised her.

She turned to me and looked me in the eyes, “Thanks. I’ve been learning. You cook so well and I want to be able to cook good food for us too.”

“Baby,” I mouthed in a low voice definitely touched by what she said before saying, “I appreciate that. You’re doing good.”

“Thank you,” she whispered staring intently at my eyes, “I love you.”

“I love you,” I whispered back and we giggled both failing to hide our blushing cheeks.

After a few minutes of watching over the kids have fun, I finally decided to tell Paige, ”Did you know your mom dropped by ours last night?”

“Yeah,” she nodded.

“She talked to me about some stuff too. I want to let you know,” I muttered trying my best to lower my voice so that the kids won’t overhear.

She looked worried when asked, “What did she say?”

“She noticed a decline in your interaction with Sadie and she thinks it’s because of Miles. She thinks Miles likes you,” I spilled looking back at the open door from time to time.

“Oh, shit. Really? I didn’t notice things had been bothering her. I feel bad she’s probably been thinking about it on her own,” she muttered looking upset.

“She also asked me what I think of Miles. I can’t say anything so I told her I think he’s nice,” I added but before Paige could reply I saw Ellis standing by the door.

“Trent, I want to show you something,” he uttered after glancing at me and Paige alternately.

“Sure,” I smiled walking out of the room to follow him to his wine cellar.

“A friend of mine finally found this one for me. I’ve been looking for one in ages,” he excitedly spoke handing me a bottle of wine I’m not familiar of.

I congratulated him for getting his hands on this rare one and teased him to pour some to celebrate.

He chuckled but actually ended up pouring two shots while whispering, “Just for the two of us.”

I raised my glass and we drank together.

“Damn, that’s good,” I muttered with the taste of it lingering in my mouth.

“You know it,” Ellis smiled before shifting to a more serious expression as he spoke, “I, uh, I can see you are close with my daughter.”

My heart pounded in my chest, most probably not caused by the wine.

“Paige? Yeah, she, uh, she’d gotten close with my son from their swimming lessons. Charlie likes her. Your daughter’s a good person. You raised her well,” I muttered wondering if I’m saying too much making me sound defensive.

He smiled at me and whole-heartedly told me, “She’s always been the thoughtful and sweet one. I don’t mean to have a favorite but sometimes it’s inevitable especially when you see how much of a good person your kid is.”

I then chuckled to clam myself, “I’m not gonna tell your kids that.”

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***|Monday, work day***

I got back home from work a bit early today. Monica’s on leave as she’s still in the hospital to look after her partner. Good thing it wasn’t that busy in the clinic so I managed just well.

I found Charlie and Chloe watching TV with Hazel when I entered our home.

Charlie ran to me and hugged me before I asked, “How’s your day, bud?”

“It’s a bit boring but I’m still happy Hazel thought to draw with colored pencils,” he muttered unenthusiastically.

“Really? How’d you find it?” I asked while plopping my bag on the floor and kneeling to level my face to him.

“It’s too easy, dad. I think she thinks I don’t know how to draw,” he whispered with his hand covering his mouth and my ear.

I laughed patting his head, “No way! You should’ve thought her how to do it!”

He chuckled and I told him to wait for me to get changed to my home clothes.

While I was freshening up in our room, I wondered I heard the main door just opened and closed.

I hurriedly ran downstairs thinking they let a stranger in but it was Paige who was standing there with a casserole on her hands.

“Hi, Mr. Foster. I brought you guys dinner. I cooked this one,” she smiled at me then at Charlie.

“Let me take it to the kitchen,” Hazel smiled at Paige.

“Thank you,” Paige then said to her.

An hour passed, Paige’s dishes were demolished by all of us including Hazel and we’re all stuffed and satisfied. We decided to rest a bit and watch some movie to pass the time. I even told Hazel to rest with us before she goes home.

Paige sat on my left while Charlie sat on my right. Chloe’s in Hazel’s lap as they sat on the standalone armchair.

Halfway through the movie, Chloe started crying along with Charlie whispering to me he’s feeling sleepy.

I then asked Hazel to get the kids ready for bed and I’ll put them to sleep after.

She did so and they all went upstairs.

Paige then stood and went to pick up the remaining plates on the coffee table.

“You don’t have to do that,” I muttered touching her hand lightly.

“I know, but I want to,” she smiled at me softly.

“Okay,” I murmured and started picking up the mugs she can’t carry.

We walked to the kitchen where Paige started doing the dishes.

I was about to stop her again, “Baby, you don—“

But she cut me off saying, “Shh. I want to do this.”

“Alright,” I raised my hand up to surrender before leaning on the counter beside her and watch her.

“You look hot even when doing the dishes. That should be illegal,” I teased her caressing the small of her back.

She shot me a smirk before returning her focus onto the dishes.

“Thank you, Paige,” I spoke in a serious tone.

She looked at me while removing the gloves on her hands.

She then wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for kiss while I ran my hands up and down her waist.

I then lifted her up and sat her on the counter beside the sink while my heart pumped so hard in my chest from both arousal and the anxiety of getting caught in the act.

We continued eating each other’s mouths while I started grinding my growing b*ner against her core.

We pulled away from the kiss to breathe but I took the opportunity to tease her again, “So this is why you wore a mini dress tonight, huh?”

“But I didn’t think it would be in your kitchen,” she rode on and we chuckled lightly.

“The pantry sounds about right then,” I muttered lifting her back down and leading her to our small pantry closet—small enough to fit 3 people but big enough for two people having a quickie.

The pantry door was sliding and didn’t have a lock so we chose have to be careful on accidentally sliding it wide open.

We got back to company immediately and continued sucking each other’s mouths.

Paige then got busy unzipping my shorts and pulling my hard shaft out while I groped her breasts with two hands.

We pulled away from the kiss and I moaned after she started stroking my cock.

We decided to keep the lights off inside the pantry and it’s so dark my cock never felt this sensitive in my life.

I reached down to check if she’s ready to get fucked. She was so I whispered, “We need to fuck, baby, we need to fuck now.”

“Let’s fuck, then,” she whispered back while I lifted her right leg up.

Just a little nudge on her thong and her aching pussy was already out in the open so I wasted no time and slid my entirety inside her.

“Fuck,” she moaned a little too loudly probably forgetting we’re at the *Foster* household.

“You like my cock inside you, baby?” I whispered to her ear while she wrapped her arms around my neck like she’s hugging me.

“Yeah,” she whimpered as I began to thrust my hips in ordinary pace.

“God, fuck, I love fucking you,” I groaned gritting my teeth as I sped up my pace.

Being in this closet didn’t just take away our sense of sight, it enhanced our sense of touch and hearing making me hear so damn clear our the concoction of juices we’re mixing inside Paige’s pussy.

“Oh god, baby, you’re dripping wet,” I whispered to her.

“You’re stretching me out, I can’t help it,” she moaned sounding so intoxicated.

I sped up once again making her whimper into my ear, “Oh my god. Fuck, baby. Yes, yes, fuck me hard.”

“Fuckin’ hell. Your moans are gonna be the death of me, do you know that? Huh?” I growled slamming my hips against her and pumping my cock roughly inside her.

I began feeling my orgasm lingering in my lower regions making my head tilt back from the create up of pleasure.

“Baby, I’m close. I’m fucking close,” I moaned loudly now myself forgetting we’re trying to hide.

“Me too, fuck! Please,” she whispery groaned while her hips started moving to meet my pounding.

I felt the intense climax coming so I carried her other leg up and thrusted my cock faster.

“I’m going crazy,” she moaned and I felt how she’s starting to lose control of her body.

I screamed of pleasure as soon as my cum burst out of my cock and deep into Paige’s pussy, “Yes! Yes! Yes! I’m coming, fuck!”

Paige moaned loudly with words I can’t find out while she pulled me to a tight hug when her body began jerking from orgasm.

We both panted from our lingering orgasms when I then heard the refrigerator door closing.

I motioned Paige to be quiet while I listened carefully against the door.

I almost jumped after hearing knocks against the pantry door.

“The kids were already asleep, Mr. Foster. I’ll go home now,” Hazel informed me from the other side of the door.

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***A/N:***

*This one’s a bit longer than the others to make up for the longer wait.*

*Hope you enjoy!*

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