A little help from the neighbor

A few days after having Matteo leave my place, I went over to Brick's place to talk with him about his nephew. I shared with Brick about the marriage proposals from a few days prior during his day with me. Brick said that during the last year and a half, Matteo had expressed several times that he was interested in me but knew that I'd been in an on and off relationship with Vin, being "friends" with C, work and life. I was a bit surprised and Brick knew it. Brick said that he tried to tell Matteo all that time and more recently, that I'm not in the right place in life for him to ask me to marry me. 

I groaned and thanked Brick for all the times that he talked to Matteo about not proposing - primarily due to the fact that Matteo and I weren't in a serious relationship but just a few week fling last winter.

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Love troubles - yet again

Matteo came over on Saturday, early afternoon; I think around 12:45/1 pm - his uncle, Brick, had told him that I’d been hospitalized for pneumonia but had been home for a week. Matteo started cooking soup and helped me clean quite a bit around the apartment. Thankfully, my parents had the dogs and they didn't clean too much around my place as they know that I place things where I know that I'll find them. 

I went to shower before we had dinner. A few minutes into my shower when Matteo knocked and entered the bathroom wondering if he could join me. I smiled and said yes. Seconds later, he hopped in, fixed the curtain and kissed me. I knew he was ready for me. We quickly finished our shower, dried off and went to my room. 

We climbed onto my bed, I laid down on my back, spread my legs and then Matteo leaned down to lick and suck on my apex. I moaned and screamed his name in pleasure. Matteo took his time and when he finished sucking my soul from my apex, he went to brush his teeth. 

He came back to find me in the same position as he left me. He kissed me as he massaged my apex with his thumb then asked me if I was ready for him. I told him that I was mostly ready but unsure if I was fully ready as his penis is bigger than I’d remembered. He said that he’d be gentle while sliding into me. 

I placed a pillow under my hips and spread my legs a little bit wider for Matteo. As promised, he was gentle. Once he was fully in me to the base of his penis, he started to slowly thrust in and out of me…I bit his neck. He took my one leg and threw it over his shoulder and started drilling my apex. 

As I’m screaming in pleasure, Matteo asked if he could choke me until I pass out. I moaned that he could. He starts to choke me as he’s drilling me harder and harder. I lose control and pass out, letting him pound my apex.

Eventually, I wake up to Matteo kissing and caressing my body and teasing my apex with the tip of his penis. When he notices I’m awake, he slides his penis in me. He then asked me to marry him. I asked him what he said and he said that he asked me to marry him…he pulls out of me and then slides back; he began to drill my apex again. 

I kissed him and told him think about it and maybe to ask again after he’s showered. He moans in both frustration and pleasure. I licked his throat as I pinched his nipples. Matteo loved it and seconds later, he climaxed deep inside of me. I climaxed seconds later.

He caught his breath and threw both of my ankles over his shoulders and started drilling me as hard and as fast as he could. As he’s drilling me, he’s squeezing, sucking and biting my breasts. Minutes later, we climax together. 

I got out of bed to shower and brush my teeth. I got dressed and went downstairs. I’d noticed that the broth had mostly simmered off so I added chicken broth, a pinch of chicken bouillon, chicken stock and a splash of water and turned up the temperature a little bit. As I turned around to open the fridge, Matteo was in the door frame; in sweat pants. 

As I was processing him being there - I wasn’t expecting him to be there - I realized that he had a jewelry box in his hand. Before he could say anything, I was trying to get him to understand that right now is not a good time to ask me to marry him as I’d ended my relationship with V for the final time, I walked away from C and I needed time for me and just me but I enjoyed my time with him in bed. 

Matteo smiled his beautiful smile, walked over and lifted my fat ass on the kitchen counter - he’s 6 ft. 5 and I’m 5 ft. even. He kissed me then pulled away. He explained that yes, he loves me and wants to marry me, he knows that I’m not in the right place mentally and emotionally to be in a relationship at the moment. Sure, he had a jewelry box - it was from the jewelry store that we went to almost 2 years ago (2 years in February). 

I opened up the box - it was a rose gold compass rose pendant. I looked up at Matteo, unable to speak. He kissed me again and smiled. Nervous and unsure what to say, I leaned over to take a look at the soup. It looked and smelled great. I slid off the counter and sat down to eat. After sitting, Matteo placed the necklace around my neck and then served dinner.

We chatted as we ate. It felt good to reconnect with him and discuss things we’re interested in. We both laughed so hard. After eating, I went to help Matteo clean up and put the food away but he asked that I set up a movie in the living room. I gathered some blankets, picked a comedy, set the lamps in the corner on and quickly went to the bathroom. 

As I got settled down on the couch, Matteo came out from the kitchen carrying bowls of ice cream. Both bowls were filled up to the brim with ice cream, pieces of brownies, hot fudge, chocolate syrup and a whipped topping. One he got comfortable, I started the movie. He’d never seen the movie but loved it.  It was a classic 80's slapstick comedy....he laughed almost as hard as I did; I had tears streaming down my face. 

Halfway through the movie, I leaned over to kiss Matteo. He kissed me back and slid his sweatpants off. In between kissing and stroking his penis, I took my clothes off; I straddle his hips, guided his penis to under my apex, I then slid down his penis. We both screamed in pleasure. As I was riding his penis, he asked me - again! - to marry him. I moaned and told him to ask me later...he grabbed on to my hips, gyrated his hips and we both climaxed. He was still hard so I rode him twice more. We climaxed together multiple times. 

After I caught my breath, I climbed off of Matteo, got dressed and brought the bowls to the kitchen. I took off the necklace, carefully placing it back into the box and walked into living room. Matteo was fully dressed and stretched out on the couch, looking amused. The second that he saw that I had a serious look on my face and immediately asked me what was wrong. I looked at him with a look that said: "What the fuck do you think is wrong?"

Matteo suddenly sat upright when he realized that I was serious. I explained to him that I am kinda flattered that he wanted to marry me but I feel disrespected by him asking me to marry him multiple times in one night - even when I told him that I am not ready. I told him that last time, he could have said in the moment however it made me uncomfortable, not flattered. He had a look that was a mix of sullen, sad and disappointed. He thoroughly apologized for making me feel uncomfortable and that he truly loves me. I told him that I understand that he feels this way and that he can't rush me into a decision nor try to make me fall into love with him. 

I handed him the jewelry box, telling him that the necklace was inside and that I hope that he still has the receipt because I don't have the intention of keeping a gift that was meant to sway me into agreeing marrying him - especially when I'm not ready. He said that he still has the receipt and that it's a few months after the time he could return the necklace. I told him that it wasn't a problem at all because I am distantly related to the owner (think second cousin twice removed - one of my grandparents' third cousins - close my age) so I made a call.

Thankfully, I was able to talk to my cousin, explaining the situation. He said that it wasn't a problem and that he's actually not far from me at all as he'd planned to stop by to bring a cake that his wife made for me and that he, thankfully, had a business check on him and would write the check for the full amount of the cost of the necklace. I thanked him profusely for he and his wife's kindness and for the check to reimburse Matteo.

Before Lukas arrived, I tossed the blankets into the washer and started it, used a little air freshener, straightened up the coffee table, lit a candle in the kitchen and cleaned the bathroom (a big must when guests - including family - come over) and put a kettle on the stove just in case he wanted tea. Just as I sat down on the couch, Lukas used his key to enter my place. He gave the cake to Matteo to put in the kitchen and gave me a hug. Lukas immediately wanted to know what was going on and why I refused the necklace.

I explained everything to him - V, Matteo, C, my former lover, everything - and he understood instantly that I'm not ready for marriage and far from ready to start dating. He said that Matteo had the necklace custom made and it cost him $4,500 Euros (nearly $4,877.52 USD). I was shocked by the amount of money that was spent on the necklace and called Matteo into the living room. I gave him the riot act - more or less - and told him that's WAY too expensive for a "friend" that he's in love with. Lukas had started filling out the check as I firmly but politely told Matteo to gather ALL of his belongings and leave - telling him that I don't have the desire to interact with him for the foreseeable future.

Matteo grabbed his duffle bag and went through my place to gather his things; he didn't have much with him...just a few days worth of clothes, toiletries, phone chargers (both the portable and the type that gets plugged into the wall) and his travel mug. Before he left, I watched him make a mobile deposit of the check and I saw the confirmation of it. He then folded the check to put in his wallet and left.

Lukas ended up staying for the next few hours and he didn't leave until 3 am. We had multiple mugs of tea and ate about half the cake. We talked, we laughed and we cried. It was great to catch up with him. I always found Lukas to be more of a friend than a cousin but I'm grateful that we have such a great relationship. When he was leaving, he promised that he'd let me know when he got home. Thankfully, I was awake when he texted me an hour later; I replied to his text then I went to bed.

I didn't wake up until 11 am on Sunday. I moved the blankets to the dryer and started the rest of my laundry...I putzed around until 1 pm when I showered and had lunch. About 2 pm, Roberto - my usual courier - knocked on my door with a package...I immediately recognized Matteo's handwriting. There was a note from him apologizing and the return of one of my favorite shirts. I asked Roberto in as I headed to get a small bag to put the shirt in. On my way back to him, I pulled $100 out of my wallet and headed back to him. I asked if Matteo paid him well, he nodded that he was and I gave him the money, asking him to return the note and shirt to Matteo. Roberto said that I have way too much man drama and I fully agreed with him. He laughed hard so hard and wished me a good day before he left.

I then went to Brick’s so we could have sex. We spent hours having sex around his house; thoroughly enjoying ourselves. I loved riding him as much as loved riding me. He spewed LOADS of his essence in my apex. Once, he climaxed over my 40DD breasts then he licked his off his thick essence. 

Once he properly drained himself deep inside of my apex, he licked, bit, squeezed and sucked my breasts as he fingered my soaking wet apex. I loved the pleasurable pain. I started stroking him and when he was hard, he laid me down on my stomach, spread my legs and ass, then he slammed into my ass. Within a few strokes, I passed out. 

I came to some time later with a dildo that was larger than his penis in my ass as he was filling up my apex with his penis. I was moaning and groaning in pleasurable pain. I asked him to go harder - he did and I loved it. Seconds later I pass out again, screaming his name. 

When I came to, he was still riding my apex. He was pinching my nipples as hard as he could; I knew that my nipples would be swollen later and my breasts bruised from the biting and squeezing. 

I told him that I need to cum so he forced his penis into my semi swollen apex. As he’s riding me roughly, he’s still pinching my swollen nipples, squeezing and biting my now bruised breasts. We climaxed together several times.

He pulled out, wrapped me in his arms and fell asleep for a little bit. I woke up several hours later; I got dressed, left a note for him and went back to bed.

I'm home from the hospital and back to work

I was released from the hospital midday on Saturday. I was so excited to leave as I'd been admitted for approximately a week and that I'd get to sleep in my own bed - which I was the most excited for. Nothing beats sleeping in your own bed! The rest of the weekend, I was sleeping and doing laundry then on Monday, I returned to work. I was able to take small breaks throughout the day to rest but that ended today.

Back in the hospital - pneumonia part 2

I went back into the hospital over the weekend and I am still there. Doubt that I'll be out for Thanksgiving. As shitty as being the hospital is - the good thing is that I have my own room.

I'd been in the hospital for a few days

I've been sick with pneumonia yet again....decided it would be best if I were to admit myself into the hospital. I spent Sunday through yesterday in a private room and returned to work today. I regretted working a full day but I don't have many remaining sick days left - I am not fully sure if I could get an authorization for extra sick days or not but not willing to risk/push for finding out.

Anyways, I am off to bed - I need the sleep after a full day and need the sleep for work tomorrow

Fun with an old lover

I just got home earlier today from spending last night with my former lover - the one that used to work for my brother. He made dinner for us - I have ALWAYS loved his cooking - I offered to clean up afterwards but he declined. We caught up with each other as he cooked, we ate and he cleaned up. I don't think I laughed that hard in a long time. As we moved from the kitchen and dining room, he leaned in to kiss me. I was shocked as we had barely kissed in the past but I accepted it and leaned into it. As we kissed, our hands were all over each other. 

We made it into the bedroom, kissing, taking our clothes off. For the first time, I didn't actually care this time that the lights were on but due to our previous history, he dimmed the lights as he told me that he loves my curves. We eventually made it to the bed. I reclined on my back and spread my legs for my lover. 

He eased into me slowly as his penis is thick. I moaned pleasure. We took our time for the rest of the night; we climaxed together many times. When we weren’t intimate, we fell asleep in each other’s arms, bodies entwined with the other’s. A few times, I wrapped my mouth around his thick penis and sucked him; he shot hot, sticky loads of his essence down my throat. I loved tasting him and loved swallowing his thick loads.  

In the morning, we took turns riding each other. We rode each other until we lost our voices and my apex was sore and slightly swollen. Afterwards, I took a shower and brushed my teeth as he made coffee. 

Once I was dressed, I went downstairs for coffee, my lover went upstairs for a quick shower and brushed his teeth. He came downstairs wearing just sweatpants. My lover looked so gorgeous in sweats and wet hair. Before he had his coffee, we found ourselves back upstairs, naked and in bed; me riding him with one hand on his chest and the other against the wall.

I rode my lover until we climaxed together 5 or 6 times. I felt his hit sticky essence hit my cervix walls and it felt great.

As we caught our breath, my lover rolled us over so I was on my back - he was still in me. It was his turn to ride me…I wrapped my legs around his waist to bring him closer to me. As he was riding my apex, I bit the base of his neck hard - knowing that his wife would see the bite mark I’d left - and he unleashed a massive load of his essence deep inside of me. He groaned my name…fuck, I love how he groans my name. 

We fell asleep in each other’s arms and my lover was still in me. We napped for a few hours and woke up rested. Before we got up, we had sex a few more times and got dressed. I put my contacts in before brushing my teeth again then headed downstairs. My lover followed me a few minutes later after he brushed his teeth. 

As I was brewing another pot of coffee, my lover made poached eggs over toast with holandaise sauce. I poured us both cups of coffee. Before getting plates and utensils ready, I took my birth control and the morning after pill - it’d only been 3 days since I’ve been back on my birth control - and out of the corner of my eye, I saw my lover looking at me funny. I told him that if he wasn’t married and had different circumstances, I wouldn’t have taken either but he IS married and I just got out of a relationship, I wasn’t in a place to have a child. 

He nodded his head, leaned down and kissed me. I kissed him back for a few seconds before pulling back reminding him that food was still over heat. He smiled and finished cooking momentarily, plating the food. We sat down at the table and ate in silence. 

Once we finished eating, I started cleaning up. My lover tried to distract me by kissing my neck, pulling me closer to him. I felt how hard he was. I hurriedly finished cleaning up and followed my lover back up to his bedroom, stripped and made our way back to his bed. I slid up and down his hard penis, moaning in pleasure. Moments later, we climaxed together; my lover’s penis twitched inside of me, unloading his essence in me. 

After catching our breath, we rolled over so I was on my back. When I was situated, my lover took his time riding my apex; he was rather rough but I loved it. In no time, we were moaning and screaming each other’s names. We climaxed several more times. As we climaxed the last time, I bit my lover on the other side of his neck…he was thrusting in me harder…he climaxed so hard. His penis twitched in me for a solid 5 minutes as he released his essence in me. My lover eventually pulled out, collapsed next me and we caught our breath. I kissed him before I got out of bed, got dressed, gathered my things and left. 

When I got home, I texted my lover to let him know that I was home. I stripped and started my laundry from last week and my overnight stay with my lover. After a quick shower, I took a handheld mirror and took a look at my apex - it was moderately swollen and slightly bruised. Fuck. I knew it’d take a few days to get back to normal. I got dressed, took another morning after pill and got on with my day.

My laundry is finally done and put away, my lunch is packed for tomorrow and my outfit is ready. Think I’m going to sleep well tonight. 

Massive fights lead me elsewhere

After having sex with V for most of the day, we had a massive fight. I took a morning after pill and my birth control pill, got dressed, grabbed all of my stuff, packed my car and headed to my former Hispanic lover’s place…the guy that looks like Johnny Depp. 

He and I were intimate last night and he didn’t care that I was with V two hours prior to hopping into his bed. He satisfied me more than V had recently; he was so passionate and made sure I climaxed before he did. We had sex all night and we both loved it; we moaned and screamed each other’s names all night. He climaxed down my throat several times throughout the night, he climaxed in my ass four times (very roughly) and climaxed mostly in my apex. During our breaks, we drank a small bottle of tequila, split between us.

We didn’t care that his neighbors heard or that the cops were called multiple times - they came for a welfare check. All we wanted was each other and pleasure. Due to being tipsy and getting good penis, we broke the bed’s headboard and the bed frame. 

I woke up about 25 minutes ago and he was still sleeping. I took the morning after pill and my birth control pill (I need to get back on my morning schedule of taking my birth control). It’s time to shower, grab my things and head home

I’m excited for this week

There’s parent/teacher conferences through Wednesday and then we have a 4 day weekend. I’m looking forward to the weekend as I start ovulating early Thursday morning…hopefully, V gets me pregnant. If I end up pregnant, I hope that I can carry it to term.

Love the fact that we both agreed that he and would try again. However, we did discuss that in case of the event of another miscarriage, I’d go back on birth control. 

On a side note, V and I have been taking turns in riding each other this morning. Due to V’s size and girth (9” long, 4” thick), I’m quite sore right now and he’s loving it; he tries to get me to scream his me. V’s been plowing my apex as he rides me. 

No plans on leaving bed soon

I’ve been in bed all weekend sick with a cold. The cold is effecting my sinuses and my chest. Since Friday, I’ve been taking 2,000 mg of vitamin c, 50 mg of zinc and some elderberry gummies daily; also been having chicken noodle soup, tea and cold medicine. Still no change in how I’m feeling so I’ve taken a sick day. 

Communication is a good thing

V and I have been doing better with communication outside of sex - journaling has helped me and therapy has helped him. It's still hard to talk about the miscarriage and also for us to talk but the conversations are getting better. We've been working on our communication more and having sex less (the sex is still great and mind blowing). We figured that talking would help us figure out what we want to do - whether it's continue with the relationship, try to get pregnant again, walk away from each other, etc.  Some of the conversations aren't easy at all but it's helping us figure out what to do.

How a miscarriage effects a relationship

Despite being cleared to have sex since the miscarriage, I can’t get pregnant yet - for which I’m thankful. Both V and I are saddened by the miscarriage, of course, but we’re both working through it. He’s still seeking counseling from his therapist from a year ago and I’m contemplating seeking therapy but I’m not sure as of yet but I’m journaling and meditating. It seems to help me process the loss. 

V and I are still having sex but it’s only when we don’t want to talk. Unfortunately, we don’t want to talk much at all. Sure, we chat a little bit in the morning, when I get home, etc. but it isn’t our typical conversations. 

Typically, when I get home - well, his place….I let myself in, kiss V, we have sex for a long while, I shower, we place an order for dinner to be delivered, catch up on my reading, respond to emails, eat dinner & have a few drinks, have sex again, we watch the news. After the news, we watch a few tv shows where we have on for background noise, I make my lunch for the next day and go bed. V eventually makes his way to join me in bed; we have sex again for a few hours until we fall asleep in each other's arms.

As I get ready in the morning, I leave V sleeping in bed. I try to leave before he wakes up but that’s not always possible. If he wakes up when I do, he makes coffee for us both, leaving out a banana and a yogurt for me for breakfast. 

Sad news from last weekend

I had a miscarriage last weekend and was in the hospital for the weekend. I’m doing ok and have been cleared to have sex again. V and I are certainly having fun while having sex but we both understand that at this time as my body is healing, I’m unable to conceive. 

We do mourn the loss of the pregnancy and the who the fetus may have turned into. 

Loving an even higher sex drive

Now that I’m pregnant, I have an even higher sex drive than before and I love it. V and I are screwing nonstop in the morning until it’s time for me to leave for work and nonstop the second that I walk into his place. He rides my apex hard and fast until I climax and then he keeps thrusting until he climaxes. I love when he fills my apex; he fills me up several times before his essence starts pouring out of me. 

Once V knows that my apex is sore, I lay down on my stomach and let him ride my tight ass…if I pass out, he keeps at it until I wake up. 

We continue to have sex until I ask him for a little break…. I eat a granola bar and drink some water before I go back to bed with him. Sometimes I ride his penis in order to put my breasts in his mouth for him to suck and bite. V loves when I ride his fat penis as it makes him explode much more than him riding me…it makes my breasts ache/hurt when he screams my name as I ride him. 

Both V and I love when I get home from work on Fridays as it means we stay up all night Friday and Saturday. We’re screwing almost every minute of both days. If one of us falls asleep, the other one wakes up the sleeper by riding them. I purposely fall asleep because I absolutely LOVE when he roughly rides me until I wake up. 

Apparently, we’ve been a little bit obnoxious lately. The other night, V had bent me over the railing on his deck and screwed my tight apex like there was no tomorrow. I’d been screaming in pleasure and the next thing we know is that the cops arrive; they waited until V unloaded a massive load of his essence in my sore ass. The cops ask us to quiet down if we continue to partake in such activities outside. I chuckled then said that we’ll try but no promises as I’m about 7 weeks pregnant and my sex drive is higher than normal. The cops eyed me up with lust in their eyes and left. 

We continued to have loud and obnoxious sex for a few more hours and the cops were called several more times. The last time they arrived, they turned off their body cams, dropped their pants and stroked their mediocre looking penises and spewed their loads on the grass not too from where V and I were. Once the cops were dressed again, they turned their body cams back on and stated that this is the last time they want to talk to us about being so loud at night.  As they were getting in their vehicle, V and I both let out loud screams in pleasure as we climaxed the same time. 

When we caught our breath, V said that if I hadn’t already been pregnant I would’ve been by the following morning. I asked if it was a challenge and he said that it might be. We went inside his place, hydrated and ate then continued our sex fest until 7 am. We lost count of the amount of times we climaxed and screamed each other’s name. V left many bite marks on my breasts, inside my thighs, my back, shoulders and up & down my arms. 

I was tempted to call out sick that morning but V told me that he didn’t think it was ok to do last minute especially since I wasn’t sick and might need to use those days for appointments. I agreed with him and then I spread my legs for him. As he was massaging my bean, he realized how swollen my apex was and asked me if I was sure…I said I don’t want to be able to walk at all while I’m at work.

V rode my swollen apex as hard as he could while pinching my nipples and pulling my breasts. I begged him to stop but he said that he wasn’t done as he hasn’t painted my cervix with his essence. I passed out and he continued to thrust his hard penis in me. He eventually woke me up and told me that he finished in my apex six more times. I smiled. I knew that he’d be needing a break for a few days - I know I did. 

When I was at work, people saw me walk a little funny and saw a few bite marks/hickies on my arms; told them that I was a little clumsy over the weekend - it was the truth that I’m clumsy but they didn’t need to know about the sex fest over the weekend. When I’d gotten home, V had some orange juice and a heating pad ready for me. I drank the juice, showered and placed the heating pad on low to put on my apex for a bit. V unloaded down my throat a few times and then he played with my nipples and achy breasts until I fell asleep. 

V and I are in a good place

We weren’t planning on having kids at all but I got pregnant and I’m 7 weeks along. I’m excited and nervous and V’s ecstatic. We’re not sure when or where we were I got pregnant but we’re both thinking the days leading up a weekend away or the actual weekend away itself.

The days leading up to the weekend and the weekend away, we were having nonstop sex, taking food breaks and drinking, neither one of us thought about me taking the pill. We barely left the hotel at all; when we did, it was to get food and alcohol….we definitely drank more than we ate.

V rode me from behind, doggy, missionary, on the furniture, in the shower, in the jacuzzi and the pool. Once, we shut the elevator down so we could have sex in it. He constantly filled me up with his essence. I was sore and swollen by Friday morning but we kept having sex throughout the entire weekend. 

I started feeling off around 6 weeks pregnant so I went to the doctor a few days later; I said that I was feeling sluggish and felt like I was getting sick. My doctor told me that I was most likely pregnant and she had a nurse draw my blood to be sent to get tested. I heard back a few days later that I was/am pregnant. 

Tempted to move in with V

I’ve been spending so much time at V’s that I’m tempted to move in with him and give up my apartment but I always come back to the answer of I won’t because I do like having my own space. 

We still have a ton of sex every day and every weekend. I go to bed super sore and he wakes me up in the morning by riding my swollen apex. I love the physical intimacy that we have and such desire for each other; we turn each other on so much. There’s been several times we’ve skipped dinner because we’re having sex all over his place.

I’m loving being with V again

He and I have had the strangest on & off relationship that I know of. Probably most of my regular readers would tell me not to get back with V and I understand why…I do appreciate the concern. He’s still in therapy once to twice a week; he’s told me that he’s had some great break through but I don’t ask as it’s his shit he’s working on.

Before I leave for work, V and I have sex 3 to 7 times - just depends on how much time I have or if he wakes me up early… he definitely LOVES waking me up by riding my wet but sore & slightly swollen apex. 

On school nights, we have sex anywhere from 5 to 15 times. He thrusts deep inside of my apex, filling me up with his THICK essence and makes me moan and scream his name. I love how much he stretches me out and that he can hit my cervix with his penis. It hurts a lot but I think that the pain is VERY pleasurable.

At night we take turns cooking but for the most part, he’s the one that cleans up afterwards. After dinner is typically when we have the most sex as I take a quick nap followed by a shower (my “normal” shower is in the morning). We take a few breaks as he’s ancient and I’m not to far behind him in age lol. 

Most weekends, we’re off to a winery or a brewery or even a new restaurant in surrounding areas. When it’s too hot or too rainy, we stay at his place, either reading or watching movies and/or binging on tv shows and ordering food. Thankfully, we haven’t had Matteo deliver our food recently. Not knocking Matteo but the less he’s around both V and I, the better it is. V’s jealousy is still around but thankfully, it’s not as bad as it used to be. 

V is still careful with how much he sleeps and how much he drinks when he’s around me. He’s afraid that if he drinks what is equivalent to 3 mixed drinks/5 glasses of wine, he’ll hit me again. 

Back in V’s bed

We talked a few times this past week and we arranged for me to arrive to his place yesterday morning. 

Let’s just say that neither V nor I have left the bed unless it was for food or for shower. Since yesterday morning through this morning, we’ve gone through several boxes of 20 count condoms. 

I’m very sore but he and I have many more hours for seggsy time before I need to go to bed tonight as I have an early morning tomorrow. 

An old lover

        I can’t even fully explain what happened. It’s a bit strange. Through some “cousins” (some of the chefs that I worked with at my brother’s restaurant – I call them cousins because they’re like family and they are amazing men and women), Vic was able to get my number again. He reached out to me the other night via video chat; he’s still as gorgeous as ever and still looks like the Hispanic version of Johnny Depp but Vic has a bit more grey hair than he did the last time I saw him about 5 or 6 years ago.

          We were on the phone for over 90 minutes talking in both English and Spanish but mostly was Spanglish; our efforts in the other’s language is better than what it was back then but we made do with the combination of both languages. He asked if I was married or had a boyfriend – I couldn’t help but laugh.  I explained that despite interested in Hispanic men, I don’t have either. He was rather surprised to hear that but I told him that not only will it take a miracle for someone to get me interested but they have to be pretty special. He had a good laugh. We reminisced about the nights that we were together and how much we enjoyed the other. We laughed at how nervous we were that very first night we were together. I remember very well how he looked at me that night; it’s a look that I’ll never, ever forget.

          Since the other night, we have been texting on and off throughout the day when he’s available. He still works as a chef (not sure where exactly) and he’s still married to which I am a little surprised with…he cheated on her with me and who knows if there is or was anyone else he slept with while married  - other than his wife.

A fantasy that I have

                I am an age – as an adult – that I know that at a certain age, fantasies don’t happen. Sure, fantasies happen with young kids - such as fairy tales and going to certain amusement parks in Florida and California, having fun and enjoying fantastical adventures with made up characters. As an adult, I’d go to a park like with my niblings but being fully aware that the characters aren’t real.

                If I were to have a “fantasy”, it would be a sexual fantasy with someone famous. Currently, my favorite (male) actors are Jason Momoa and Sam Heughan Yeah, I know; a ton of women (and men) enjoy the skills and the appearances of both men. I see how involved these men are with projects outside of Hollywood; one of Jason’s is having aluminum cups that are recyclable and Sam is involved with an organization that has a training, nutrition and support program that provides a sense of community for the participants and works towards personal goals while working on raising money for charity. The organization has partnered with the Leukemia Lymphoma Research, Bear Strength and Fight Camp Glasgow to raise money for cancer research.

                In learning about these men over the past few years, I had noticed that these two men are the news for news worthy work and important matters; I haven’t seen anything negative about them in the news. They have earned the respect of many people; including myself. Men – and people – like Jason and Sam well deserving to be respected for their work and charity.

                Long story short, it is a fantasy of mine to meet both Jason and Sam. I know that it’ll never happen due to them having busy lives and families – that and they don’t have the time to meet an ordinary person like myself. I can tell you, I would enjoy having a good laugh with Jason and I would love to hear Sam call me “Sassenach” and also having a good laugh with Sam.

           An even bigger fantasy would be having sex with the both of them at the same time. It’d be hot

Why I dropped off the face of the earth

I have dropped off the face of the earth for many reasons…the one main reason why I disappeared was because I had a miscarriage. No one in my immediate family knows nor do many of my friends; only a few selected close friends know….my BFF knows, C knows and my one friend who is like a sister to me knows.

As careful as I am with taking my birth control, K and I weren’t as safe as I thought we were. I had taken an antibiotic that cancels/deactivates my birth control and had sex without condoms. I wasn’t thinking about how long it was between the last day of the antibiotic and having sex…its suggested to use back up (like condoms and the morning after pill) for a week after taking antibiotics so the birth control can kick back in.

I found out that I was about 6 weeks pregnant during the first half of June. 

With K being separated and a divorce being up in the air, I never told him that I was pregnant. A few days after finding out, I ended up starting to have a miscarriage when I got home. I had called my neighbor to meet me at me on my driveway as I needed a ride to the hospital as I was bleeding excessively. I knew what was happening but I didn’t tell him until the miscarriage was completed.

I was admitted to the hospital for care – not the ER but as an inpatient in a room – the doctor cleaned out my cervix and also gave me an antibiotic to prevent an infection, gave me an IV for rehydration and they wanted me to stay but I left against AMA (against medical advice) despite not being cleared. As I was signing papers, I had texted my neighbor to ask him to bring his truck around to the front of the hospital to bring me home.

When he dropped me off at home, I told him that I was fine and that he could go home and if I needed anything, I would call him. I napped for a bit then got up and then had dinner. I tried to sleep afterwards but I couldn’t so I called him to ask him to spend the night. I gave him the options of me setting up the couch for him, the room next to mine OR he could sleep on the floor in my room; he suggested that if he’s staying in my room, he’s going to sleep on my queen bed with me. I said that it was fine then joked that he shouldn’t try any funny business. He had a chuckled and stripped down then joined me in bed. He held me in my arms as we slept. Around 6/6:30, my neighbor woke up, showered, wrote a note and left for work. Over the next few days, he checked in on me several times a day and slept over a few nights.

I did go back to work the day after the miscarriage. It was hard, though. I never told K that I was pregnant nor did I tell him that I had a miscarriage. He saw me during the last two weeks of the school year and noticed that I was upset- he’d asked me a few times why I was upset but I told him not to worry about it as it’ll all work out on its own. He finally let it go.

The last few days of school were hard as I’d miss the kids and the staff but mostly the kids. On the last day of school, I had told K that it was my last day at the school and that I’d have the summer program start a few days after the last night. That last day of school was the last time I spoke to K. Neither one of us had reached out to the other….I am ok with that. Sure, I miss him and always will but I feel like it’s for the best as he’s still legally married although he’s separated. A very, VERY, very small part of me will still care for him and about him. I wish the best for he and his family – I will think fondly of him when he crosses my mind.

Been screwing around with K

K and I still are screwing often when we can. I still spend the night on occasion but take separate cars so no one knows that we’re having sex. We do have the occasional rough sex but usually it’s passionate and intense.

Sunday mornings are for sex

Despite having lots of sex with K since Thursday afternoon, we’re still in bed on this sunny but cold Sunday morning. We woke up super early, had coffee with shots of tequila as we watched the sun rise, went back to his bed and let him ride my sore apex. My apex is not only sore but a little bit swollen so each one of his thrusts hurt in a pleasurable way. 

He’s been riding my apex since 6:15 am and we haven’t had much of a break however we took a break so I could take my birth control and grab some lube. We both love how often that he’s been between my legs and deep inside of my apex. I don’t think that I’ll tire of him riding me for hours nor will I tire of how LARGE his loads of his essence are. 

Time to go….we’re off for more sex. This time, he’ll be riding me doggy style. 

When it all comes to an end and something new happens unexpectedly

So, everything with V is over. He couldn't handle my platonic friendships with male friends and male colleagues at the school that I'm currently work at as well as the school that I previously at. 

It was super frustrating to me because there's absolutely no need for me to tell whomever I'm dating who I'm spending time with nor the location nor the conversation that was had when I got back to V’s. It wasn't like I was trying to hide shit from V but I needed to have **SOME** privacy.....I didn't need to tell him everything and I didn't ask him to tell me everything; we kept some personal things/stuff we share with close friends personal.

Now that I'm single, I am kinda ready to mingle lol. 

I’ve been spending a ton of time with K; going to dinner with him, spending several nights a week with him and having sex with him often. 

I’ve spent 4 nights in a row at his place (5 nights as of tonight). When we get back to his place, we shower, have 4 to 6 drinks each, I have about 2 to 3 thick joints and we have sex for several hours…we stop when his balls are empty.

We have a little something for dinner, split a couple bottles of wine and go back to bed, exploring each other’s bodies with our hands and mouths….this ALWAYS leads us to having sex until the early hours of the following day or until he’s completely drained his heavy balls deep inside of my apex. 

Taking a break from V

V and I had a disagreement over some stupid shit (his jealousy when I talk with male friends via phone, text and email) and when I spend time with male friends so I’ve been spending time with K; usually at his place. 

K and I have been having fun together. We go straight to his place after work and when we enter, we strip naked as we head to his bed. He eats my apex until I’m barely wet enough and he slams his large penis into my apex. K rides my apex until I pass out, filling me up one last time before he wakes me up by squeezing and biting my breasts as hard as he can.

We talk a little bit, smoke a few joints and drink 3 bottles of wine between us. For the rest of the night (until 2 or 3 am), he rides my apex, making me scream in pleasurable pain. He filled me twice more - back to back - calling me his love. 

Eventually, we fall asleep just hours before we have to go to work. Most mornings, we have time for a quickie; only once have we stayed up all night on a school night to have sex. It was difficult because not only was I tired but my apex was sore and swollen. 

Of course, we arrive to work at different times and we barely talk to each other during the day - we don’t want anyone to catch on.

I’ve enjoyed having sex with both V and K (separately, of course!!) but if I had to choose who’s more “fun” in bed, it would be K. V had been - in his time with me - learning to NOT be Type A in bed but go with the flow of things. 

Stuff

I got the results for the STI bloodwork back and it came back negative, which I knew would happen. Since then, V and I have had nonstop sex throughout his place - both inside and outside. I’d barely eat nor sleep because of how often I spread my legs for him. 

I lost 15 pounds from barely eating and how often we’d have sex. On an average school night, we screw 6 to 9 times - from when I got home to early the next morning. From Friday night to Sunday evening, we screw about 30 to 40 times as it depends on how long our breaks are or how much we want to drink. 

V always rides me SO hard on the weekends and I love it; I can barely walk into work Monday mornings. I can tell that K is jealous by the way he looks at me. 

I’m going to hell for Friday night

I ended up switching school districts for my job; I’ve been there a full week as of this past Friday. The gym teacher and I have been checking each other out the entire week until he told me at the end of the day Friday that he’d like to buy me a drink. I said sure so he asked me to meet him at this one restaurant’s bar and he’d meet me there. 

I arrived there a few minutes before him - he’d gone home to change into jeans before meeting with me. We ordered a few drinks and a few apps. We get to drinking as we waited for the apps to arrive when he revealed the reason why he wanted to have drinks with me.

“Deppgrl, I’m going to be honest with you. I’m married - very unhappily, by the way! - and I’m temporarily renting a place until my wife and I figure something out though we are leaning more towards a divorce. I do want to get to know you as a colleague but I also wanted to ask you something that I didn’t feel comfortable asking you at the school. I’m wondering if you’d be interested in sleeping with me? Just a one night stand.” K said. 

“K, I appreciate your honesty but married men are off limits to me. I don’t know who you last screwed or if you’re clean. I don’t know if you’ve noticed or not but I’m wearing the engagement ring my fiancé gave me about 6 weeks ago” I said. “I’m very happy with him.”

“Why did you say that you’d have drinks with me then? Didn’t you think that I’d ask something like this?” he asked. 

“I’m 40 years old, I can do what I want, when I want to and yes, it crossed my mind that you'd ask if I'd sleep with you but I was giving you the benefit of the doubt.” I said. "I tend to hear people out before I make a decision."

“No matter the answer, I’m still paying for drinks.” he said as he smiled. 

“Pay up and I’ll follow you to your place,” I said. “Just an FYI, I do NOT kiss when I hook-up with someone.” 

He laughed and said ok. We headed to our cars and met at his place about 5 minutes later. I found a freshly rolled joint and grabbed it along with my lighter, locked my car and headed up the walkway. 

When we got in his apartment, he started kissing my neck as he was taking my jacket off. I moaned in pleasure. Once I put my stuff down and my jacket was off, I let him lead me to his room.

“Lights on or off, beautiful?” he asked. 

“Off.” I said. I'm a bit overweight - which is as clear as day by just looking at me - but I was nervous about him seeing me with the lights on; I'm very self conscious.

He kept the lights off in the bedroom but kept the hallway lights were on so we could see a little bit. He stripped in no time and I was taking my time making sure that he was watching me. Once naked, we both climbed on the bed, facing each other. He placed both of his hands on my breasts and he moaned my name; I knew his hands were full and impressed with the size of my breasts. The look on his face was priceless; his eyes were as big as saucers, his mouth was open wide and he licked his lips.

“Sit down and lean against the pillows,” I commanded as I had a Cheshire cat smile on my face. 

In a few seconds he was sitting as I asked, his penis hardening. I smiled as I straddled him, sliding down his 10” long, 4.5” thick penis. I moaned in pleasurable pain. I began to slide up and down his well sized penis. He was sucking and squeezing my breasts and occasionally while biting my hardened nipples. I rode him until we both climaxed 3 or 4 times.

K rolled us over as his hard penis was in me. When I was on my back, K rode my apex hard. I placed both of my ankles on one of his shoulders…he screamed in pleasure. He kept pounding my apex for a long time and I lost count of how many times we climaxed. 

He pulled out, leaving me sprawled out and leaking his essence. He came back with water, a couple of shots of tequila, my joint and my lighter. I chugged my shot as he was sipping his…I lit up my joint and took a few hits then offered him some. He took the joint as he gave me the rest of his tequila to finish. We finished the joint and climbed back on the bed  

Once situated on all fours, K slid his penis into my apex a few times, pulled out and started sliding his penis into my ass. When he was fully in my ass, he asked if I could take it and I said that I can try to take whatever he gives me. He started sliding in and out of my ass hard and fast. I was screaming his name. I knew that I was going to pass out so I told him that I was going to pass out, he has my permission to keep going. He was thrusting harder and I passed out minutes later.

I came to as he was taking my apex from behind as hard as he could. I moaned his name then climaxed. He was turned on by that, he was thrusting faster and harder. We climaxed hard together; he filled me with his essence. 

He told me that he rode me hard for a few minutes and he climaxed about 2 or 3 times, filling me each time. I told him that I was happy that he was able to finish in me. I could feel his penis begin to harden in me. He pulled out, rolled me on my back, forced his penis into my now ready apex. I screamed in pleasure. 

He started pounding my apex. Seconds later, he grabbed both of my breasts, squeezing as hard as he could. I asked him to thrust harder and squeeze my breasts harder. K obliged and within seconds I was screaming his name over and over again. We both knew that I was about to pass out again…I did. I woke up to him spilling his essence in me, biting the base of my neck. 

He pulled out and climbed off of me, pulling me closer to him. We both fell asleep; I was wrapped up tight in his arms. I felt comfortable enough in his arms but I didn’t sleep as well as I usually do with V. 

I woke up around 2 am. I gathered my stuff, showered, got dressed and left a note for K thanking him and to let him know that I was going to my fiancé’s. 

When I got into my car, I called V to let him know that I was heading to his place. I hated waking V up especially after midnight but he ALWAYS took my phone calls no matter the time of day or night. 

“Babe? Is everything ok?” he asked. “Are you on your way here?”

“Morning. Sorta.” I said. “ I’m sorry to wake you up. I couldn’t sleep and went for a drive and I rather sleep at your place. I just wanted to give you heads that I’ll be using my key when I come over - didn’t want you to panic or anything.”

“Trust me, I’ve gotten use to you coming over at all hours of the day while using your key, my love. I’ll be in the living room when you get here.”

“I appreciate you being flexible. Thank you for staying awake for me, darling. I’ll see you in about 15 minutes, ok?”

“Alright, love. See you in a little bit.”

As I got on the road, I immediately knew I was lost so I turned GPS/map thingy on that I have on my phone. I noticed that I wasn’t terribly far from V. Then I realized that K was squeezing my breast pretty hard and that I didn’t check for bruising. I pulled over and checked. Thankfully nothing at that point but I knew that when I got to V’s I ought to have a little bit of rough sex with him (though K already made me pretty sore!) just to make sure that V thought it was him. 

I get back on the road and then seconds later I get pulled over. Just my luck. I sat still until I rolled down my window to see what’s going on. The cop came to my window and asked for my insurance, registration and license. The cop said that he got 2 calls in regards of me; one from K and the other from V. I told him that I was drinking over at K’s, napped and sobered up and now heading to my fiancé’s. 

“So you’re the wild woman who’s got my cousin to finally settle down, eh? I’m C, his cousin; well, more like the black sheep of a cousin.” 

I face palmed myself.

“V’s NEVER mentioned you. How did you become the black sheep - did you become an atheist?” I asked.

“In a nutshell? Yes.” C said  

“That’s weird as fuck. Your family knows that I’m an atheist and it’s no big deal. You can either follow me or I can follow you to V’s and we’ll have a chat with him!”

“He’s not a night owl at all!”

“He's learned to adjust being one since he's been with me. We’re going to talk with him and tell him to tell the fam to chill.”

C told me to follow him as he’d have his flashing lights on. At the speed we were going at, I’m glad we didn’t have many turns to take and we arrived sooner than what I told V. 

C followed me into V’s and V was confused of why I brought his cousin. I told V to make up with C and told him that C needs to be welcomed back into the family because someone’s religious beliefs and non beliefs shouldn’t matter to other people because it’s more personal than. V nodded his head and gave C a hug, apologized for turning his back in him and said that in the next two days, he'd talk to the family. C thanked V and then he left.

I left to take my contacts out and laid down - naked - in V’s bed. Moments later, I felt V climb into bed and he pulled me tight against his chest.

“Baby, I love when you hold me tight against you,” I said. “I feel safe and loved, baby.”

“I love holding you, baby,” V said tightened his grip around me and slid his penis into my apex from behind me. “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight tonight!”

“If you're awake enough, you can finish in me for the rest of night, baby,” I moaned

“I’d love that, baby,” V said, thrusting harder. 

He rolled me onto my stomach and started thrusting his rock hard penis in me as hard and as fast as he could, moaning my name…I’d asked him to take me a little rougher so he pulled out of my apex and slid himself into my tight ass. I screamed his name. V plowed so hard and fast in my ass for so long that I’d passed out. Eventually, I came to - on my back - with him riding my apex as he sucked, bit and squeezed my breasts as hard as he could.

“Yessssssssss, baby!” I screamed. 

“Fuck, baby. I filled you up a couple of times before you came to.” V said.

“I’m not leaving this bed for the rest of the weekend, my love!” I said as I wrapped my legs around V’s waist. 

“FUCK!!” V screamed. “I’m climaxing soon, my love.”

“Yessssssssss, love!” I screamed. 

V thrusted in me a few more times as he was squeezing my breasts with all of his strength. I begin to feel his penis twitching inside of my apex then his penis stopped; I started flicking his nipples as hard as I could. 

“Baby? What are you trying to do? Get pregnant?” V asked. 

“Well, I’m definitely trying to get laid.” I said as I giggled.

V pulled out of me, sat propped up on his side of the bed and let his still hard penis stand at attention. I knew at that moment that I was going to ride him. I slid all of the way down his penis…I screamed. I knew that K had caused me to be that sensitive that far inside of me. I sucked it up and rode him until we both climaxed twice. After catching my breath, I slid off of him, climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. 

As I was showering, V hopped in with me. I rinsed my hair of the 2 - in - 1 shampoo & conditioner and I turned around to face him, getting small splashes of water in my face. He had a a strange look on his face, pushed my hair away from one side of my neck. 

"Babe?" he asked. "What's this mark on the base of your neck? It looks like a bite mark; I haven't bitten you in the past 48 hours. Where were you tonight, love?"

"Well..." I started nervously. "I was out having drinks with a new coworker...we ended up at his place..."

"Wait. You're telling me that you were with a MALE coworker of yours until 2:30 am...having drinks?"

"Sorta," I said, trying to end the conversation. "I'd drank too much to leave afterwards so I slept for a bit...I wanted to be sober to drive here."

"There is no way that you got these teeth marks from me; I know you and every gorgeous inch of your body and each mark I leave on your body, each mole and freckle you have, Deppgrl. You cheated on me tonight with another man and you tried to cover it up by taking a shower before coming to me. I smelled fresh soap on you when I hugged you, Deppgrl. There is no other explanation for the teeth mark on you. I know that you're bi but trust me when I tell you that I know damn well that you weren't with a woman tonight but rather a man and that you tried to hide it from me by taking a shower and having sex with me after my cousin left."

"Babe, I am so sorry." I said, turning the water off, grabbed my towel wrapping it around me before I stepped out of the shower. "I'll pack up all my shit up after getting dressed and leave. I'll leave the engagement ring and the spare key to here before I leave."

"Dry your hair and go to bed." V stated firmly.  "I'll start your laundry and then I'll see you in the morning. Hope you sleep well."

"Thanks, ba - Vince." I replied, wanting to lean in to kiss him but knew better; he'd most likely cringe at my touch and step back from me. 

I nodded my head. I wanted to beg/ask for his forgiveness but both my pride and ego prevented me from doing so. As I slid into bed, I set my alarm for 4 hours from then, knowing that I wouldn't sleep much. I also knew that there was a 99.999% chance that my relationship with V would be over. My excuse for cheating was AND is as lame as his was....I was eyeing this teacher and he was eyeing me. I knew deep down that he had ulterior motives and yet I still met up with him. V thought I'd never agree to marry him, he rushed into a loveless marriage with Barbara and thankfully, they divorced...he destroyed what we had then just as I destroyed what we have now. Or should I say "had"?

I was on my side of the bed and had my back to the wall when I heard the door squeak open. I ignored the sound and tried to slow my breathing down a bit. I heard the plopping of clothes hitting the carpet, felt the bed sink down when V climbed into bed and when he got closer to me. V gently took me in both of his arms, kissed the back of my head and whispered: "Good night, beautiful. I love you."

I wanted to jump up and tell him that I loved him too but I knew that 1. he wouldn't listen to me 2. he most likely wouldn't believe me 3. laugh at me. Seconds later, I felt his body relax and heard him snore softly. I knew that he wasn't fully asleep yet and knew that even he was completely asleep - he's learned to be a light sleeper because of me. I wanted to pack up ALL of my stuff up and leave; leaving the spare key and the engagement ring but I didn't want to move a muscle.

About an hour later, V rolled away from me in his sleep so I was able to get up. That gave me the opportunity to put the rest of my stuff in the dryer and start to pack up, I left his spare key and my engagement ring by the coffee machine. I got dressed in sweats, got my stuff out of the dryer and just shoved it in my bag not caring about wrinkles as I have an iron and an ironing board at home, threw my contact lenses and equipment in my toiletry bag, grabbed my phone and its charger, and grabbed my keys. I quietly took everything to my car. I realized then that I didn't have a back up pair of glasses with a current prescription but then I realized that I have a pair from like 18 years ago with a prescription but it was not as strong and I figured that it would be good enough to get me home...I live less than 15 minutes from him.

I made it home fine without an issue with my vision; I'd done it before heading to the grocery store. Knew that it wasn't safe but I didn't want to face V in the morning. I knew that he was being gracious by letting me stay until a decent hour....I'm pretty sure that he didn't want to see me like I didn't want to see him after he cheated. I'm giving him the space that I feel that he needed.

I'd slept for a little bit, woke up, showered, got dressed and ironed my clothes then hung them up. I cleaned the apartment a little bit and then headed to my parents for the day. It was good to see them and the dogs; everyone was happy to see me - especially the dogs. My parents asked why I was looking a little down, I explained to them that V and I had a fight and that I wasn't sure if we'd survive the engagement or not. I know that they wanted to know more and I also knew that they spoke to V at length to find out what happened but he didn't say much either. Around 8 pm., I left my parents' and I took the dogs with me for the night. The dogs were happy to spend the night with me and sleep on my bed; they stayed  with me most of Sunday as well....my parents picked up the dogs around 9 pm. After they left, I made my lunch and got my clothes ready.

When I was leaving work Monday afternoon, V called me to see if I could pop on over so we could talk. I said that I would go to his place; I headed over there after we hung up. When I got there, he'd offered me a glass of wine, a shower, a pair of sweats that I'd left behind and a hug. After a quick shower and getting dressed, I joined V in the living room. He had a Josh Groban cd playing softly in the background. V walked over to me, leaned down and kissed me; I kissed him back as he wrapped his arms around me. My mind, unfortunately, started racing so I pulled away.

"What's wrong, love?" V asked.

“Ummmmm...? I screwed someone else the other night and now you're kissing me." I replied. "I'm a bit surprised that you want to talk to me."

"I'm unable to be mad at you even though I want to be." V said. "I cheated on you less than a year ago and I saw and heard what you went through....I just can't be mad at you. I have no idea what you were thinking nor feeling so I can't put words in your mouth...I just need to process this my way - which is talking to my therapist about it."

"Oh," I said. "So what are we? Where do we go from here?”

"Well, we're still engaged baby," he said. "You're human and you made a mistake. We're ALL flawed, love. I do have two requests though."

"What are your requests?" I asked.

"The first one being that you become accustomed to me using condoms for a week. The second one being you getting tested for STIs." he said.

"Those are easy," I said. "I'll schedule an appointment next week with my doctor."

V smiled, nodded and leaned down to kiss me. I smiled and kissed him. 

"Come with me, darling" V said as he took my hand and led me to his bedroom. "Ready, baby?"

"I am,” I said as I followed him, smiling to myself. 

V leaned towards me and kissed me passionately. As we were kissing, I started to remove my clothes and he was fumbling with his. Eventually, we were able to undress completely and made our way to his bed. I laid on my back and spread my legs for him. He grabbed a condom from his night stand, opened it and rolled it on. I internally groaned. I didn't want him to use a condom but I knew that he'd rather use them until I get my STI test result (I moved the appointment up to this week). He slid inside of me, screaming my name.

"Fuck," V moaned as he was thrusting in and out of me. "I love how tight you are, darling. I love how you feel wrapped around my penis."

"You feel amazing, my love," I said. "Don't stop, my love. Yessssssssss...just like that!"

V started thrusting and out of me faster and harder as he was squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. I moaned his name.

"Darling," V said. "I love how my name drips from your mouth. It turns me on so much."

A few more thrusts, V and I both climaxed at the same time screaming each other's names. After catching his breath, he pulled out, rolled the condom off, threw on his boxer briefs and went to the kitchen to check on dinner. When he came back, he saw me in the same position that he left me in; me on my back with my legs spread. He went back to his night stand to pull out another condom.

Once he rolled it on, he slid right in me and began to thrust his penis in me hard and fast. I moaned his name and wrapped my legs around his waist...he screamed my name.

"I'm so close, darling," I muttered.

“Same, baby,” he panted.

Moments later, we climaxed together. He pulled out, rolled the condom off and tossed it in the direction of the small garbage can in his room. V pulled me close to him, keeping me tight to him. I fell asleep in seconds, not feeling him get up and check on dinner then joined me back in bed. 

“Baby?” V asked in a hushed tone. “I love you so much.”

“Same, baby,” I mumbled. “I just want to sleep, baby, but I need to take my contacts, ok?”

“Ok,” he whispered.

As I headed to the bathroom to wash my hands then take out my contacts, he called my parents to swing by my place to pick up a few days worth of clothes for me then he packed up dinner, placing it in the fridge.

“My love,” he said. “Your parents are on their way with clothes for you. Can you stay awake or do you need to go to bed?”

“Bed,” I said as I hugged my gorgeous fiancé. “Please give them my love, darling.”

“Not a problem, love,” he said as he laughed. “I won’t let them wake you but they physically need to see you, I’ll crack the door open.”

“Ok,” I said as I laughed. “G’night, baby. Love you.” 

“I love you, too,” he said as he kissed the top of my head. “Go to bed, love.”

Minutes after I want to bed, I heard my parents walk into V’s place. They brought my clothes - and footwear - to V’s. They tried to be as quiet as possible. They placed my shoes on the floor and placed my clothes on top of one of the dressers, came over to kiss the top of my head and left the room. I heard them chat with V for about 5 minutes and then they headed out. 

The bedroom door squeaked as it opened; I heard V come in and his clothes plopping to the floor. Once undressed, he joined me in bed, pulled me close to him, wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep together. He did, however, wake me up a few times by sliding his hard dick in me and fucking me senseless.  

By the time I woke up in the morning, I knew that I was going to be incredibly sore. V and I had sex six more times before I headed to take a shower before work. 

A few things have been going on

Had a mammogram earlier in the month which lead to getting more imaging done and then finally a biopsy (no sign of cancer). The following day, my dermatologist did a biopsy on one of my moles but I don’t have the results yet. The next day, I saw my gyno. Apparently, I WAS pregnant but the spotting that I had was a miscarriage. She said that as long as V and I are together, I need to make sure that I stay on top of taking the pill.

V and I are having sex again; he wanted to wait until my apex and breasts healed up more but I couldn’t wait any longer. During our shower Wednesday night, he was hard so I began to stroke his penis. He climaxed hard. We quickly finished the shower, barely drying off and made it to bed….we had mind blowing sex for several hours.

We napped for about an hour or two before we began having sex again. V rode me until I couldn’t take his large penis but he continued until I passed out. After waking up and he was still riding me, he told me that he’d climaxed IN me several times. We then climaxed together.

I fell asleep and woke up to him riding my apex, holding onto my breasts for dear life. I moaned and wrapped my legs around of his waist. V began to thrust hard as hard and as fast as he could. Moments later we climaxed together again. 

We spent the next few days in bed; we had so much sex that I can’t walk normal nor sit down. Today, I’m going to have a small break but then get back to having sex

Fourth day in a row of constant sex

We plan on today being our fourth day in a row of nonstop sex and we even started early. I love that he wants me as much as I want him…it makes each of us want the other more.

It’s time for more sex. I don’t know if I’ll be able to take much today because of how sore I am

Yesterday

V and I spent the day having sex so many times throughout his place. He rode me hard all day, filling me, squeezing and sucking my breasts and used just enough lube each time he was in my ass. We took a 3 hour break in the evening to eat and catch our breath. After our break, V and I spent the night continuing having sex through this morning. 

We’re slowing down because of how sore my apex and ass are but I’m enjoying him thoroughly.

Didn’t leave V’s apartment over the weekend

We were far too busy having sex to consider leaving and we were spent by the end of each day; definitely too tired to do anything else. There were a number of times that V rode me until I passed out, he continued and filled me up while I was still out. I love how sore V left me and how often he filled me. 

Here it is, the middle of the week and I can’t walk in a straight line and I’ve lost my voice. 

What an amazing weekend (the weekend of Jan. 6th to Jan. 8th)

While I was at work on Friday, V went to my place to pack an overnight bag and a toiletries bag; he was in and out in 15 minutes. After dropping my stuff at his place, he then went back to my place, piled my dogs, their food, their treats and a ridiculous amount of their toys into his car to bring them to my parents for the weekend.  I honestly think that my dogs prefer being with my parents more than they do with me! I do take care of my dogs very well and spoil them rotten but I keep them on a strict schedule whereas when they're at my parents' house, my parents pretty much let the dogs run the house with very few rules and they have too much fun. 

As V and I texted throughout the day, I’d ask for hints but he wouldn’t give any clues of what he’s got planned. 

After work, I went straight to his place. He helped me unload my car with my work stuff. Once inside and I took a good look at him, I was ready for him. We stripped naked and barely made it to the couch in time. He had me leaned over the back of the couch and plowed my apex. Minutes later, we climaxed together; it took him forever to pour his essence deep inside of me.

“I need you again, my love,” I whispered. “I can’t wait for another round later on, darling. Fuck!”

Vince pulled out of me, suggested that I get comfortable so I laid down on my back. He lined his penis up to my apex. I nodded my head and he roughly entered me. I screamed out in pleasure. V continues to be a little rough as we had sex. He felt so good like this.

“Yes, my love,” I screamed, wrapping my legs around him.

“You’re so responsive, my love,” V moaned. “God, baby, I could live between your legs. You feel so good wrapped around my penis, baby. Fuck. I don’t want to stop!”

V’s penis begins to twitch as he’s thrusting deeper in my apex. He grabs my hips, thrusts twice more and he explodes, screaming my name. I felt his essence inside of me. I moaned. V started thrusting his penis in me again. Which each thrust, I scream his name. Seconds later, we climax again. V is still in me, gently rocking his hips as he fills me with his essence.

“Do we need to keep the hotel reservation, my love?” I asked V as I didn’t want to go out for the weekend but preferred to stay with him at his place. “I just want to stay in bed with you, darling. It’s been a long week.”

“Yes, we’re keeping the reservation, my love,” V said. “I want to stay in bed with you as well and pleasure you and fill your apex the entire time. I do have things planned for during the day but we’ll spend time in bed as well. You’re going to enjoy yourself, love.” 

I started stroking his penis. V moaned and then he told me to get on my stomach. I did and he thrust into my apex a few times; he pulled out, spread my ass and slid his penis into my waiting ass. I moaned. He began to thrust in and out of my ass gently. 

“Stay just like this, my darling,” V said. “Don’t move, darling!”

“My love,” I moaned. “Don’t stop!”

Vince grabbed my hips again, thrusted deeper in me then he began to thrust faster. I moaned in pleasurable pain. He picked up the pace quite a bit causing a little bit more pain. I moaned his name. In three hard and fast thrusts, we climaxed hard together. V screamed my name as he was pouring his essence in me. I couldn’t take it and passed out. 

I don’t know how much time had passed but I woke up to Vince pounding my apex from behind. It was SO painful but I loved it. V finally noticed that I was awake and spanked my ass. 

“My love,” I moaned. ”You feel so good!”

“I don’t ever plan to stop, darling,” V said. “I’ve been in you for the past 10 minutes, love. I’ve filled you several times already.”

Minutes later, we climaxed together screaming each other’s name. V is still in me, rocking his hips and filling me up with his essence. 

“Darling?” I asked. “Do I have time to take a shower before we leave?”

“We do, love,” V said. “We just got to be quick and no funny business! We’ll save money and water!”

I laughed and joined him in the shower. I was glad to take the shower as I was already a little sore; the hot water helped. We  were out the door 20 minutes later. 

On our way, I asked where we were going and he was being a little evasive but he said that it was close by and that I’d enjoy the area and the food. I took his hand and rolled my eyes. He didn’t know that I heard some stuff from the night before - he was on the phone with a friend of his and they were talking about some of the plans that V set up.  I knew that there would be a possibility that what they talked about wouldn't necessarily be exactly what was planned. We pulled up to the hotel - it was beautiful! - and I was happy that it wasn't a chain brand hotel.

I got out of the car and got my stuff out of his car. V gave me this look like: "Really? You should know that I open the doors for you!" but I just laughed, kissed him and then headed inside with my bags. V followed seconds behind with this really goofy smile on his face. It took a few minutes to check in and we headed up to the room. In the elevator, I wasn't 100% sure if we'd get that suite that he was telling his friend about but we did. It was a beautiful set up - here was a massive room, mini kitchen, huge bathroom, a balcony that we could access from the room and a separate room for a jacuzzi/hot tub. 

After touring the room, I went straight to Vince to kiss him. A few minutes into the kiss, he pulls away trying to catch his breath.

"Fuck, baby !" he said, panting. "I don’t want to stop, darling. I want to pleasure you right now, baby, but we'd miss our plans for the night. Trust me, baby, we WILL be together tonight. Your legs are going to be wrapped tightly around my waist, pretty baby. I cannot wait for later but we have dinner reservations in a little bit. Do you want to freshen up your makeup or get different shoes?"

"Tonight, it'll be harder, darling," I said with a smile. "My makeup is fine and I'm wearing flats so I won't break an ankle or anything. Wanna walk to dinner or drive?"

Vince said that it's a 25 minute walk but he'd like to drive because it looked like it **could** rain in the area we're in. I grabbed my umbrella, phone and license from my purse then told V that I was ready. He took my hand and we headed to his car. As soon as we parked and got out of the car, it started to rain. I made a mad dash to the door, laughing. Vince had opened his umbrella and headed to the door to meet me, shaking his head chuckling.

"Babe?" Vince asked me. "What the heck? You have an umbrella."

"Just because I am an adult, it doesn't mean that I can't jog a few steps in the rain," I said, leaning up to kiss him. "Plus it was only a few feet and I'm not going to melt!"

Vince laughed loudly and agreed that I wouldn't melt. Before opening the door to the restaurant, he leaned down to kiss me. I leaned deep into the kiss, wrapping my arms around him. After a few minutes, I pulled away from V. It was hard but I knew that that night would be worth it.

We finally enter the restaurant. V gives his name to the host and we were led to a private table. I noticed that the host didn't bring menus - I didn't say anything because 1. I didn't want to be rude 2. They may have run out of menus (it was VERY busy!) 3. Vince could've preordered - which is most likely the case. I loved the privacy that we had where we were sat. Sure we could see the main dining room but just having some sorta space to ourselves was appreciated. The space that we had to ourselves made me feel important and special to V.

Our drinks came out a few minutes after we sat down followed by appetizers. We had martinis, a meat and cheese antipasti, roasted red peppers, warmed olives and bruschetta. The food and the drinks were so so good. Vince had a second martini - he switched to water afterward his second one - after my second martini, I went with white wine. V's entrée was grilled bronzino with sautéed yellow squash, green squash and cauliflower and mine was cheese and mushroom tortellini with a garlic white wine sauce and sautéed mushrooms and chicken. V was going to offer a bite of his to me but changed his mind - he knows that I'll only eat certain seafood....he explained that he thought I'd try his because bronzino has a mild taste and takes on the smell and taste of whatever is cooked with it. I thanked him for the thought and then offered some of mine. He said that he was wondering when I was going to offer him a bite of mine because he loves mushrooms. My eyes got big and I said that I never knew that he loved mushrooms as in the past he'd always give me his. He said that he was - and still is - more than happy to give his mushrooms to me as that's what one does for the person that they love. I looked at him funny when he said that.

"Darling," V started. "We both love mushrooms and for me, when people love each other, they do things for each other....Like I happily give you my mushrooms because I know how much you enjoy them and you cook beets for me despite you not enjoying their scent as they're cooking."

"Oh," I said as I rolled my eyes. "I never told you my trick! I put a very tiny amount of Vicks under my nose whenever I cook things I don't like the smell of!”

Vince laughed hysterically after hearing about my trick. 

Our server came back to clear our table and asked if we wanted anything. I had asked if they had any limoncello. Thankfully, the server said that they do. I looked at Vince, raising an eyebrow to ask if he wanted some as well; he nodded his head up and down once. I told the server that we'd both have some. He nodded his head as he went on his way.

"Darling?" V asked, getting my attention. "Are you happy?"

"Yes, my love," I said. "I'm happy. I'm here with you. Why wouldn't I be happy?"

"Darling. I meant are you happy being with me?" he asked as he brushed some of my hair out of my face then he kissed me hard. 

"My love," I said. "Of course I'm happy with you. I know that we've had our ups and downs as well as some trust issues but I'm very happy with you."

"Do you regret being with me?" he asked.

"What is this? Twenty questions?" I asked as I rolled my eyes. "I have regretted being with you...like when you cheated on me with Barbara, when you guys got married and when you hit me. If you're asking me if I regret being with you now? No, no I don't."

"I just wanted to make sure, darling," he said. "I am beyond happy - and very fortunate - to be with you, darling. I don't regret being with you at all. Do I regret my negative actions and words? Hell yes, baby. I know that you've been - and still are - beyond gracious with me...far more so than I deserve."

"Baby," I said. "How many times have we had this conversation? How many more times are we going to have this same conversation?"

"Babe..." he started.

"No, babe. We're here to have a weekend together and I don't want to rehash a conversation that has been SO over that we don't need to talk about it anymore. If you're trying to find out if you make me happy and if being with you - as a couple - makes me happy, yes. I am happy. Could I be happy with someone else? Hell yeah I could but I won't have known them as long as I have known you. We're not going to have a perfect relationship and that's ok."

I had noticed that the server had noticed (a little redundant, right?) that Vince and I were in a deep conversation so I had paused the conversation and smiled at the server, trying to convey that he can come over to the table.

"I'm so sorry to interrupt, Mr. and Mrs....?" the server said. "I don't mean to intrude at all. Just wanted to drop off the limoncello to you and to ask if you wanted any dessert?"

"You're ok," I said with a smile. "Actually, it's 'Miss’ and I think I'm fine with just the limoncello. Babe?"

"You didn't interrupt us at all," V said. "You came at a perfect time. Do you have lemon meringue pie?"

"We do, sir," the server said. "Just the one slice?"

"Two," V said with a smile, looking at me, placing his arm over my shoulders. "My girlfriend loves a good lemon meringue pie...I want to make sure that she doesn’t steal mine."

"I'll be out momentarily with the pie," the server said as he left.

Vince took one of my hands in his, brought mine to his mouth and kissed the back of my hand. I smiled.

"I love you so much, my darling," Vince whispered in my ear. "I can't begin to explain how much I love you, DeppGrl. I thank God for you everyday."

"I love you, too, darling," I said, a little uneasy with him mentioning a deity that I do NOT believe in and haven't in years. "I know the weekend has barely started...I am so appreciative of you and the thought and effort that you put into this weekend. Thank you, love."

"You're welcome," he said. "You deserve more weekends like this, love."

I look at V in the eyes and start crying - the good kind. I couldn't say anything. He took out a handkerchief that I had made him SO many years ago and he wiped away some of my tears. As he's about to kiss me, the server clears his throat. Vince turns his head to look at the server and nodded his head to signal the server about leaving the slices of pie at the table and to discreetly step away. I couldn't bring myself to look at the server briefly - whom I just recognized as a server who worked for my brother at one point - because I was crying.

"Is he gone?" I whispered. "He used to work for my brother; they're still very close. I don't want it to get back to my brother that I am crying when around you."

"Yeah," V said, chuckling. "He's gone. I do NOT want your brother up my ass...he can be one scary mother fu--!"

"Scary?” I interrupted. “Nah. Annoying? Fuck yes."

He chuckled at what I said about my brother and then we ate our pie. The pie was so amazing that I wanted to eat V's piece as well. Of course, he wouldn't let me but we ordered another slice to bring back to hotel with us before V paid the bill. As we left, I took his hand and we walked around the area for a bit. We didn't talk much while we walked. 

"Babe?" V asked. "You won't stop yawning. Do you want to head back to the hotel? You've had a long week."

"I could use the fresh air, babe," I said. "It definitely was a long week but it's ok. Walking around is helping me clear my mind and decompress a bit. Thank you again for this weekend, darling. I appreciate you thinking of me and taking care of me."

He leaned to kiss me briefly. As he pulled away, he looked at me. I could tell that he wanted me...I wanted him in that second as much as he wanted me.

"Babe...?" I started.

"Let's go," he whispered. "I need you."

I nodded then we went off to the car. Please keep in mind that I have known Vince for almost three decades, I have known that he follows the law as closely as possible...he hardly goes over the speed limit and if he does it's no more than 2 or 3 km/hr over the speed limit. This night, he went 15 km/hr over the limit. I was a little surprised but I understood.

"Babe...please take it easy," I said. "I want you as much as you want me but please....it's Friday night, the roads are wet, you've had two drinks and the police are patrolling the area."

"You're right, love," he said as he shifted to a lower gear. "An accident isn't worth it and neither is getting pulled over - especially with you in the car."

I could tell that he was wanting to speed to get back to the hotel but he kept his temporary lead foot off the gas. When we got to the hotel, he unbuckled himself and then he leaned over to unbuckle me. I looked at him. He got out of the car to open my door as I gathered my stuff...as I was about to open the door but he yanked the door open. I almost fell out of the car. I got out, slammed the door shut with my one foot, shoved all of my stuff into my one arm & hand then I grabbed Vince's outstretched hand with my now empty hand. I could barely hear the car alarm beep as he locked his car. 

We jogged inside the hotel, went up elevator and got into the room in no time. We threw our stuff down - minus the pie as we took the time to put it in the mini fridge - stripped and climbed onto the bed, our hands and mouths exploring the other's body.

"Yes, my love. Don't stop," I moaned. "Hurry, my love. I can't wait any longer!"

Vince thrust his throbbing penis in me. I screamed in pleasure.

"My god, darling," V moaned as was riding my apex. "My god, you’re so incredibly tight!"

"Vince!" I screamed as I arched my back. "Oh my gods, baby!"

"I'm going to explode!" Vince screamed as he pounded into my apex.

We climaxed together. As we were laying in each other's arms catching our breath, Vince's penis is still inside of me and I feel him pouring his essence in me. I kiss him as I roll us over so he's on his back. He was still hard so I rode him with everything I had. Time goes by and we both climax together multiple times and each time he fills me up with his essence. I slid off of him and climbed off the bed, throwing on his shirt.

"Hey, baby?" V said. "Where are you headed?"

"I need to tell you something, Vince. This could change everything between us. And this weekend,” I started as I was pacing the room. "After you and I ended last year, I casually - and I mean very casually! - dated someone I went to college with. Long story short, I had sex with him and another person; separately, of course. I made sure that they tested negative for everything STI related illness/disease before I became intimate with them and I was tested after ending my relationship with them...I tested negative then and just recently, I tested negative again."

"Ok?" Vince said with confusion in his voice. "I don't understand why you're telling me. You were the last person that I had been sexually active with."

"Yeah, I know that, Vince," I said. "I had you investigated before I chose to get involved with you again."

"You WHAT?!?!!!!" Vince stated emphatically. "You mean to tell me that you'd been with other people then you tell me that you had me investigated?"

"Two separate things," I said. "I wasn't even going to tell you that I had been having sex in between the times that we had been together but then here we are on this romantic weekend getaway - yeah, I know....I have bad timing in telling you - but I wanted to tell you. You've had issues telling me the truth in the past and I don't know if you're still having that issue but I want to let you know what happened."

"It's not that it's an issue to me that you're telling me now about you having sex before we reconnected." V stated. "I didn't expect you to NOT have sex....it's a normal and healthy part of any romantic relationship. I have an issue with the fact that you actually had me investigated before we got back together, DeppGrl. I hadn't done anything wrong; I hadn't broken any laws. Why would you....oh. Oh. OH!"

"Yeah, Vince. Oh." I said as I rolled my eyes. "You should know that I do a thorough investigation of someone before I get involved with them after they fucked up."

"Babe. I totally deserved that and I still do. Look. What you did three months ago or six months ago after you’d broken up with me is something that you didn't need to share with me. I appreciate you telling me and I know that you would be careful. To be honest, I had been on a few dates as well but the dates amounted to nothing at all; obviously. Neither of the two women I went on the dates with can't compare to you at all."

"Vince, why are you telling me something that I already know? I know who you went on dates as well as when and where the dates took place. I even had a background check done on them."

V nodded his head to agree that I'd find out the information that I was looking for. A moment later, he climbed out of bed, pulling on his boxers. He came over to me, bringing an old sweatshirt of his for me to put on as he could tell that I was getting cold. I thanked him as I put it on. I looked at the time on my fitness tracker. It was 10:30. I was physically tired but mentally awake...I wanted to go to bed desperately but I knew that my mind would keep me awake no matter what I'd try. I suddenly remembered that I had packed a book so I grabbed it out of my bag.

Before climbing into bed, I raided the minifridge for a bottle of water, a bottle orange juice and a tiny bottle of vodka. I poured the vodka into the orange juice, shook the bottle and then carried everything to bed. Vince was already in bed and asleep so thankfully I was able to read in peace and quiet...sometimes he became so curious of what I was reading at the time and he'd interrupt by asking me questions. The only interruptions that he was causing at the moment was his occasional snoring. 

Despite how boring the book was, I still couldn't fall asleep. After reading about 5 chapters, I decided to put the book down, turn the light off and just close my eyes. I started thinking about my past with Vince - how my heart stopped when I first bumped into him (literally!!), how his hands, mouth and tongue felt on my skin the very first time, how the first kiss made me feel, the first time that we were intimate. As I was thinking about the two of us, I fell asleep. 

Hours later, I woke up to Vince licking and sucking my apex. I moaned in pleasure.

“Are you ready for me, darling?” V murmured as he inserts his fingers into my apex, massaging me. “Baby, I hope you’re not too sore for me. How sore are you, pretty baby? Can you take me, my pretty baby? Will I fit?”

“Yes, I’m ready for you, my love,” I moaned. “I’m pretty sore; I don’t know if my apex can handle you, my love, but it’s worth a try, baby.”

V lined his penis up to my apex and forcefully slid in. I screamed his name. He took his time thrusting in me and with each thrust, I scream his name…I realized that my apex is not only sore but a little swollen.

“Yessssssssss, pretty baby,” V whispered as he was thrusting a little harder and faster. “Yessssssssss, I love how you wrap around my penis….fuck, you’re extra tight, pretty baby.”

“Fuck, baby,” I screamed. “I’m swollen, baby!” 

“I’m so close, pretty baby. I don’t know if I can stop!” V moaned as he rode my apex hard. “God, I’m going to explode in you, pretty baby! Fuck!!”

“Don’t stop, baby! Ow! Hurry, my love! OWWW!!! Fuck, it hurts!!”

“Yessssssssss, pretty baby!” V moaned as he climaxed, pouring his essence in me. “God, pretty baby. You’re amazing, pretty baby. I can’t get enough of you!”

Seconds later, he pulled out and asked me if I was ok. I said that I needed a heating pad or something equivalent. We both knew that the hotel didn’t have heating pads so I took a hot shower and took some over the counter pain reliever. V carried me to the bed. 

“Are you ok, my love?” Vince asked. “I didn’t realize that you were swollen.”

“I’m fine, love," I hoarsely whispered. "Thank you for taking care of me."

V joined me in bed and pulled me close to him, wrapping me tight in his arms; he was alternating between massaging my breasts and pinching my nipples. Seconds later, he slid his penis into my apex again, gently rocking his hips. I moaned. He started thrusting harder and faster as he rolled me onto my stomach. 

“I know you’re swollen and hurting a bit, pretty baby,” V said as he squeezed my breasts as hard as he could. “Let me know if you want me to stop.”

“Don’t stop,” I begged. “No matter how much pain I’m in or how swollen I get, I don’t want you to stop. Fuck, baby!” 

He rode my apex until I passed out. I eventually came to when he was riding my ass. I screamed his name. He started thrusting as hard as he could. He pulled out, lifted up my hips and thrust his penis into my apex. I screamed his name. A few more thrusts and we exploded together; he took his sweet time releasing his thick essence in me. 

“One more time, pretty baby?” V asked me. “Are you able to take me one more time, baby? I want and need you so much, baby. Think your apex can take me?”

“One last time before bed, baby,” I whispered. “I’m not sure if I can take you but let’s try, ok?” 

V slid into my apex gently, getting some resistance. He had to force the rest of his fat penis in me. I could barely moan in pleasure. He started thrusting harder and faster in me, moaning my name. I spread my legs a little bit more and I start screaming his name. Moments later, he’s spilling his essence deep inside of me again. 

We were so spent that we both fell asleep moments later with his penis still deep inside of me. I slept so deeply that I didn't wake up when our alarms went off at 8:30 am...I ended up waking up at 9:30.

When waking up, I was still wrapped in Vince's arms. I was able to reach down to take his penis in my hands and began to stroke him. In no time, he was awake and his penis was hardening. He moaned in pleasure. I rolled onto my stomach, spread my legs and V slid his penis into my apex. A few thrusts and we climaxed together. 

"Oh baby," Vince said. "I just remembered that your apex is swollen. Are you ok, my love?"

"I am, darling," I said. "Still a little swollen but not as bad as last night. What do you have planned for us?"

"Well, breakfast is on the way." he started. "But after we get ready for the day, we're off to a museum tour, a brewery for lunch, another museum, a couple's hot stone massage - I made sure to tell them that you can't have scented oils nor scented lotions - a quick trip to a book store....fine! A long trip to a a book store! I have planned for wine and appetizers at a grammar school friend’s family’s farmland to watch the sunset. And from there, we can pick where to go for dinner."

"Mmmm. Okay, baby," I said as I kissed him. "I'm going to get ready while we wait for breakfast to get here. Do you want to join me in the shower, my love?"

"I'd love to but we won't be showering together, my love," he said kissing me back. "Go shower, my love. Take your time."

I got up begrudgingly. Showers were always more fun with Vince than when alone. As I was rinsing off, I gently checked my folds on my apex. My apex was certainly tender to the touch, slightly swollen but still ready for Vince. I inserted a finger into my apex to see how ready I was. I was definitely ready for Vince but I knew that after this morning's escapade, he wouldn't be able to enter me nor fit. Fuck. Hopefully, I would be able to take him after dinner.

I hopped out, dried off, put on lotion, got dressed, threw my contacts and put on a little bit of the perfume that Vince loves....I'd put make up on before we left. 

"Babe?" I asked as I was looking for him. "Vince? The bathroom is yours!"

"I'll be quick, babe," he said. "Breakfast is almost here."

While he was showering, I was gathering my things, packed water in a small cooler, did my hair and drank some juice. As promised, Vince was quick with his shower. When he came into the tiny kitchen, I could see what he was wearing. He was wearing jeans - ironed of course! - a pale blue polo shirt and a slightly darker blue sweater and penny loafers. My god, my boyfriend is stunning; my apex was dripping wet. I smiled to myself. I cleared my throat to catch his attention.

He turned his head to the couch, smiled and started to walk over but there was a knock on the door. He opened the door and it was Matteo. And he brought the breakfast that V had ordered. Of course, I had to just stand there. As I was turning to face the other way, I had dropped my chapstick. When it hit the floor, Matteo spun his head in the direction of the noise and saw me. 

“What's up, DeppGrl?” Matteo asked handing the food to V. “I thought you were single?!”

“Well, I was when you and I got together and when I took care of you while you were sick. You ended it for some asinine reason,” I said. “I took some time and then my boyfriend and I talked. So here we are.”

Matteo nodded his head and left. V shut the door and then it was just the two of us. As he turned around, I could tell shit was on his mind. After we pulled the food out of the bag and sat down, we talked about Matteo. I could tell that V was a mix of unhappy and jealous of my intimacy with another man. 

“I don’t need to know every single dirty detail, my love, but I’m wondering what you can tell about the relationship with Matteo.”

“There’s really nothing to say, love. We had a short relationship…5 or 6 weeks long. He took me to the local city a few times, a couple’s massage, winery, shop at a jewelry store. I think that you’re wondering if he and I were sexually intimate. To answer that in a short way, the answer is yes. We were very intimate. He said he loved me and wanted to marry me. I told him that I hoped I could possibly one day tell him the same thing. Clearly, with me sitting here with you - to me - says otherwise.”

“I want to be mad and have the right to be mad but to be honest, my love, I’m not. You’d broken up with me and we were both free of each other. Am I jealous? Of course I am. He was able to love you emotionally, mentally, verbally and physically whereas I couldn’t. Watching you with him helped me understand - and put it to rest - that the both of you are are over. Baby, I love you and I know you love me as well. Trust me when I tell you this, we’ll continue this weekend.”

I nodded as I shoved pancakes in my mouth. I was expecting him to be upset with me and end the rest of the weekend. I kind of felt neutral about the rest of the weekend and felt neutral about V at that moment. After we ate, we cleaned up and finished getting ready for the rest of the day. I wanted to wear some cute shoes but I knew I’d be safer wearing sneakers. 

Once we were both ready, we headed to his car to head to the first museum. It is a popular museum but Vince arranged it that we had the first 90 minutes of its opening hours to ourselves. I was appreciative that he set it up. As it got busier, we headed to a brewery 35 minutes away.

We didn’t talk much on the way. I was still feeling a little off since the morning when Matteo showed up with our breakfast. V, I could tell, was also thinking about this morning too; he was still stewing in his jealousy and being upset that I was with someone else. To be honest, I wanted to go home as I no longer wanted to be there with him. Did I still love him? Yes. Did I liked this side of him? No. 

“Babe?” V asked. “You still with me, my love? You seem so far away. What’s going on?”

“Yeah, babe,” I said half heartedly. “I’m still with you. Do you want to continue on this weekend?”

“Thought I was the only one feeling that, babe. I was definitely surprised about meeting one of the men you were involved with. It’s thrown me. Why do you ask if I want to continue on with this weekend?”

“I don’t think that either one of us are up to going through the rest of the weekend, darling. You don’t seem as invested in the weekend nor me ever since Matteo this morning. I don’t blame you if you decide that you want to end the weekend early.”

“No, we’re sticking through with it, love. We’ll get over this in no time. I think we’re both a little tired and hungry. The brewery is close so we’ll get a chance to eat, drink and relax.”

I nodded my hand and closed my eyes. I didn’t want to continue the conversation any more; I was tired of these types of conversations. I’m not knocking talking and having deep conversations but stuff like this - the conversations that brings the mood down - I’m tired of. I did sleep for just a few minutes before we arrived to the brewery though.

When we parked, Vince woke my up; it was a little difficult as I wanted to sleep more but I eventually gave in. I used my fingers to fix my hair, used some eye drops and got out of the car. I accepted V’s outreached hand. He lead us the way to the entrance. Thankfully, we sat down to eat and drink before we had an in-depth tour of the winery. Eating definitely helped me but I was still feeling a little off about the morning.

“Ready for the museum?”

“Not so much but we’ll go. I know that you worked hard on making this weekend happen; scheduling and paying for everything. I appreciate it.”

“We won’t be long at the museum then. We’ll have more time for the couple’s massage. Baby, why are you shutting me out and why are you shutting down on me?”

“I’m not purposefully trying to shut you out or shut down. It’s just awkward as fuck to see a former lover when I’m with my boyfriend. It’s not the same anymore between us, Vince. You’re jealous of a man that I was with for six weeks and you’re going to be for a while…and you’re going to question my love for you.”

“Ok, so I am jealous of him. So what? He’s like some Greek god! Here you are with me - someone who’s old enough to be your uncle and I definitely don’t look like him!”

“I don’t understand this stupid male jealousy thing; it’s ridiculous. Is he attractive? Yes. Am I attracted to him physically or sexually? Not anymore. Sure you’re old enough to be my uncle but I love you. I’m here with you because you do NOT look like him and because you’re you; you’re compassionate, kind, caring, loving, a great cook, musically inclined, well mannered, well read and well spoken, you’re not sports obsessed, you’re incredibly smart, funny, a great friend and generous lover. I’m here because of you, Vince; the man that I fell in love with over 20 years ago.”

“Baby, I don’t understand male jealousy either. I’ve worried for the longest time that you’d leave me for someone more your own age. I faced that today, love. Are you going to leave me?”

“I don’t want to fight. If you do want to fight, take me home,” I said. “I’m here. With you. If I wanted to leave, I could’ve easily left with Matteo.”

“Fuck,” V said. “I don’t want to fight with you…especially this weekend. Baby, I love you so much and I don’t want to lose you. It looks like I’m pushing you away and you’re shutting down.”

“Drop it, Vincent,” I said. “Let’s try to enjoy the museum and the rest of the day, ok?”

V nodded his head and parked the car in front of the museum. I grabbed my stuff, got out of the car and waited for him to catch up with me. He held out his hand for me to take but I ignored it as we headed inside the museum. It was was a rather quaint building and a little dusty; I ended up putting on my face mask so the dust wouldn’t bother my asthma and allergies. 

Both V and I wanted to be on our own as we went through the museum. I finished with the self guided tour before V was done. I started the process of ordering a car to take me to the hotel so that way I could pack up and go home when V came over to me.

“Babe?” V asked. “You ready for the next adventure? I think we both need this massage.”

“Actually, I was about to order a car to take me back to the hotel so I could head home,” I said. “This weekend isn’t working out after breakfast was delivered.”

“Oh, baby,” he said as he pushed some of my hair out of my face, kissing me and putting his tongue down my throat. “It’s not over and neither are we, darling.  Neither of us knew he was going to deliver our food.”

“Wow! This is a new tune you’re now singing. Just before we got here, you were worried I was going to leave you for someone my age. What the fuck do you want, Vincent?”

“You,” he said. “I want you, goddammit! I’ve always wanted you. It has always been you, darling.”

"Then get over this ridiculous male jealousy," I said. "I'll work on not shutting you out, ok?"

V nodded his head, leaned down and kissed me hard, biting my one lip gently to make me open my mouth. I opened my mouth and he slid his tongue into my mouth. I went up on my toes and kissed him back, giving back the energy he was giving me....our tongues occasionally meeting; he forced his tongue down my throat again. He grabbed the bottom of my butt to bring me closer to him and I wrapped my arms around his neck; seconds later, he grabbed one of my breasts, squeezing and kneading. I moaned. I broke away from V, trying to catch my breath.

"You ok, my love?" he asked me.

"Any longer, we would've been naked, having sex on this sidewalk," I replied. "Not only would it be cold and uncomfortable, we'd most likely be busted for being indecent in public and also for public sex."

"I never want to stop kissing you nor stop running my hands on your gorgeous and curvy body but you make a great point, my love," he said.

"You ready for this couple's massage, love?" I asked. "I know that I'm ready."

"I am, darling," he replied. "This is going to be a stupid question but I'll ask it anyway. Who will you be thinking about during the massage?"

"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" I asked, chuckling. "I think I made this one hundred percent clear...I am here with you, not him. I want to be here with you and desire to be here with you. Like you said earlier, Vince....It's ALWAYS been you. We always found each other over the years...this time its for keeps."

V leaned down to kiss me, his lips tasting salty. That's when I figured out that he was crying.

"Quit your crying, love," I said. "There's no reason for it. Dry your tears and let's get this massage on, ok?"

Vince nodded his head and laughed as he dried his tears. We headed in and we saw that there was a "reserved" sign. I turned to V and gave him this look - with an arched eyebrow, no less - to ask/question why it's reserved. I couldn't care if other people were in private rooms getting massages as well. V just gave me this smile that could turn stone into a puddle of liquid. After checking in, we were asked if it was individual massage or a couple's massage, so I said that it was a couple's massage. The receptionist said that's what they thought it was and that they decided to shut the rest of the spa down until we were done. We were handed single use robes (as in we could take them home afterwards) and single use slippers (we could take the slippers home as well), told we could get changed in the locker rooms (we could lock our stuff in the lockers) and then come back out. I was in and out in 2 minutes and V came out a minute or two later. I could see a few chest hair sticking out (most men of Italian descent have excessive chest hair but V has a tiny amount in comparison lol) and I giggled. V leaned down to whisper to me saying that he knows that I "enjoy" his chest hair then he kissed my cheek.

We told the masseuses' that we were ready and they lead us to the room that they had for us. It was spacious, candles were lit, lights were lowered, music was playing and champagne in champagne flutes. Fuck. I was so turned on. I leaned up on my toes to kiss V, running my hands on his chest...he untied my robe before untying his. We heard the door squeak close then we continued on. I sucked one of his nipples as I rolled the other one in my fingers. He moaned as he took my robe off of me; I tried to take his robe off but he beat me to it. I could see that his penis was getting as hard. I licked my palm, reached down and started stroking his gloriously long and fat penis. He moaned. We found a sturdy table in the room (not a massage table), I leaned over it, spread my legs and felt him slide his hardened penis deep inside of me. We both moaned. He started to thrust in and out of me; slowly at first and then faster with each stroke. I was moaning so loud that he had to place his hand over my mouth....with the other hand, he pinched my nipple. To play with him a little bit, I gently bit one of his fingers...he gasped and started thrusting faster and harder. I clenched the muscles in my apex so it was tighter for V. A few strokes later, we both exploded together...I could feel his penis twitch as he poured his essence in me. It took us another a moment or two to catch our breath. I looked over my shoulder to see how V was…I could tell that he was ready for me again. 

He thrusted in my wet apex again, pulled out, slid in my ass and started thrusting. With each thrust, he was going harder and faster. I screamed both in pleasure and pain.

“Faster, my love,” I moaned. 

“Yes, my love,” he grunted. 

V started pumping his hard penis faster in my ass. I started screaming his name. We climaxed together…his penis was twitching SO hard that he had a ton of essence to pour in me. Once he was done, he pulled out, and put his robe on.

My legs were still a little wobbly so V poked his head out to get the attention of the masseuses to let them know that we're finally ready then he carried me to a massage table. They came in seconds later, asked us to de-robe, get on a massage table and they'd take over from there. The masseuses brought over small tables for our champagne flutes. V wasn't thrilled that my masseuse was a man - personally, I don't care what gender my masseuse is - so Vince asked for my butt and breasts covered. I rolled my eyes and sighed heavily for him to hear how ridiculous his request was. My masseuse laughed hysterically at my response but kept me naked. Both masseuses used non scented oils and non scented lotions on us. V may have been overreacting from the last time we had massages a few months ago but I appreciate his concern. After a bit, the masseuses asked us to lay on our stomachs so they could massage our backs, etc. I had a few knots within my shoulders and as the masseuse was massaging my shoulders, I moaned in relief. V looked at me with a quizzical look. I giggled and he smiled; apparently he loves when I giggle. I finish the champagne that I had in my flute and the masseuse poured me more. V didn't have any more as he was driving...I eventually finished the bottle.

When the massages were over - it was a 90 minute massage - we put on our robes and then headed to the lockers to get dressed. I wasn't dressed fancy or anything so it took me only a few minutes and V came out of the men's locker room a few minutes later. He leaned down to kiss me. I leaned into that kiss and placed my arms around his neck to bring him even closer to me. We pulled away because we knew that in no time we'd be having sex in the building. Again.

"Babe?" V asked. "You ready for the sunset? I found a good a piece of farmland that has a great view. The owners are family friends of a childhood friend. They have everything set up for us."

"Yes, I'm ready," I said. "Let's go! But babe, it’s like NEGATIVE a bazillion degrees; I’m not meant for the cold weather.”

“Don’t worry about it, love. They’ve got it all set up, alright?” he said.

“Ok, darling,” I said. “As long as you keep me warm but I already know you have ideas on how to keep me warm, love.”

It didn’t take long to get to his friend’s family’s farmland. After we both got out of the car, Vince unloaded several thick blankets from his trunk, took me by the hand and lead me to the area where his friend’s family set up a spot for us. There was a roaring fire in the fire pit, big comfy chairs, a blanket on the ground and a table set up wine and cheese. I loved how everything was set up and how amazing everything looked. We still had some time before the sun would set so we stretched out on the blanket and wrapped some of V’s blankets around us as we drank wine and ate cheese and crackers in the quiet countryside.

V leaned over to kiss me. I let him. He slid his hands under my clothes…we quickly got undressed under the blankets. Our hands were all over each other as we kissed. He rolled on top of me, I slid my legs open for him and he slid his penis in me. I moaned loudly and in discomfort. He stopped for a second but continued after I said that I was ok. He pulled out, readjusted himself and “mounted” me. I moaned in pleasure this time. V wanted to climax right away but I knew that he wanted to take his time. 

He took his time thrusting in and out of my sore apex. I pinched his nipples pretty hard; he moaned my name. He began to thrust deeper inside of me. 

“Fuck yes, darling,” I moaned. “Gods, you feel amazing. Don’t stop!” 

“If I had my way, darling,” he said. “I’d be riding you for the rest of the weekend. I want to fill up your magic apex so many times…until you spill my essence down your legs.”

“Yes, darling,” I moaned. 

V started thrusting harder and faster into my apex as he started squeezing my already bruised breasts. I moaned his name repeatedly. He rolled us over so I was riding his penis. Moments later, we climaxed together. He pulled out, wrapped me up in his arms and we caught our breath. I’d dozed off for a little bit. 

V, unfortunately, woke me up not long after. He was already dressed and he gave me my clothes so I could get dressed. We wrapped ourselves in 3 of his blankets, poured ourselves more wine and noshed on some cheese. I grabbed our phones from my purse so we could take photos of the sunset. After I got situated on one of the chairs, V knelt down in front of me and took my hands in his. I was confused at first but seconds later, I processed what was going on.

“Baby, I love you so much and can’t imagine my life without you in it. You make my life so much better that I can't even begin to tell you how,” he started. “I didn’t know what love was until you walked into my life. Baby, will marry me?”

“What?!?!” I asked, unable to process what he asked despite hearing what he asked.

“Will you marry me, my love?” he asked me again.

“Oh my gods, V!” I exclaimed as I jumped out of the chair. “Yes, darling! Yes, I’ll marry you!”

“Oh, my love,” he said. “You made me so happy!”

He leaned down to kiss me; I welcomed his kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. The other times he asked me to  marry him just didn't feel right but for some reason when he asked me that night, I knew it was just right. I also knew that he would NOT push me to pick a date for a wedding as he knew how I felt about marriage in general. He also was aware that I was wary of actually marrying him as he knew that in the back of my head, I think about him hitting me. V pulled away from me which we both didn't want. 

"I have a big dinner planned for tonight, love," he said. "Even if you said no, we still would have the reservation."

"Oh?" I asked. "Why's that?"

"Well," he said. "You're very important to me. I want to keep showing you how much you mean to me."

"Oh," I said leaving it at that.

"There's also a surprise for you in the room," he said. "There's a gorgeous LBD but it's red and super small in the bust area at the moment and it’s the same shade as your nail polish. There's also matching shoes and clutch like purse. And, I will return them tomorrow - unless you tell me otherwise."

"Oh wow, baby," I said, kissing his cheek. "You're amazing. I appreciate you."

"It's getting cold, love," he said. "Let's get our things and head back to the hotel."

I nodded my head. After we loaded the car, V texted the parents of his grammar school friend to let them know we were done and thanked them for their hospitality then we were on our way. V took my hand in his, bringing my hand to his mouth and kissed my hand. I looked at him and saw him smile at me....that smile was the smile that made me fall in love with him so many years ago.

"Babe," I said. 

"Yes, baby?" V asked.

"I love you, baby," I said.

"I love you, too, baby," V said. "I can't believe that you're my fiancé. Today is one of my top three favorite days that involve you, babe."

"Oh?" I asked. "What are the favorite top three days for you, babe?"

"The top three days - I can't say in which order because they're all tied. They are: the day I saw you again when you were in your early 20s, the first time you told me that you love me and today when you told me that you'd be my fiancé. My days - no, my life - has become better with you in it."

"Aw, babe," I said. "My life has been better with you in it as well. As for me, I can't tell you which specific days have been the best with you but they're all pretty amazing."

"I know which days are etched in your mind that aren't your favorite," he said. "But I know that it'll take a life time for you to forget them. I promise to be better and do better to be worthy of you, babe."

"Thank you, babe," I said.

We drove the rest of the way to the hotel in silence, V still holding my hand in his. I glanced over at him a few times...this handsome man is now my fiancé. I couldn't believe it. He'd given me the original engagement ring he bought me years ago about 6 months ago. It was a gold band with my birth stone and two small diamonds on it...one diamond on each side of it. I don't expect him to buy another one. 

Once we arrived to the hotel and parked, we headed straight up to the room. We went straight to the bed, had sex until we lost count of how many times we climaxed. We took a quick shower (together) since we smelled a little smoky from the fire. As I was drying off, V laid out the dress, the shoes and the clutch on the bed. I used the blow dryer to dry most of my hair and then went to the room to get dressed. Vince zipped the back of the dress for me. Once I was zipped up in the dress, I asked V to unzip me I could take my bra off. My still bruised breasts were still pouring out of the top of the dress. I was still pouring out of the dress braless due to the miscarriage. I put the shoes on and then threw a few things in the purse - my inhaler, a phone charger and cord, my phone and my license. I went to my every day purse and took out The Ring Box to get the engagement ring out.

"Babe?" I asked as I looked for V. "Babe?"

"Yes, my love?" he asked, looking a little worried.

"I think it might be a little appropriate for you to place the ring on my finger, babe," I said, sheepishly said to him as I handed over The Box to him.

"Gladly," he said as he slid the ring on my finger. "My beautiful fiancé. Fuck, I love you so much, babe."

He leaned down to kiss me. I leaned up only a tiny bit - thanks to the shoes adding four inches to my height - to kiss him back. He wrapped his arms around me to bring me closer to him. I felt his penis harden as we kissed. 

"Baby?" I asked. "Do we have time before we go to dinner?"

"Unfortunately, we do not." he said. "But I'll be able to keep you warm in my arms as we head there. I hired George to drive us to the restaurant and back, baby."

"Oh ok," I said as I winked. "We better get going to meet George. The good man doesn't like to wait for long, darling!"

He laughed knowing I was right. When we got downstairs and headed outside, we found George waiting for us, looking at his watch.

"Evening, George!" I said as I hugged him. "Sorry to keep you waiting. The old man had other plans in mind; apparently he can’t keep his hands to himself!”

George laughed a hardy laugh as he opened the car door for me. V walked around the car to the other side as he was shaking his head, smiling and grumbling about being called an old man. I giggled at him for acting like it was my first time calling him an old man. 

“I absolutely love that giggle of yours, darling,” V said as he sat next to me. “George? I think you should close that privacy window as I plan to make out with my fiancé!”

“Sure thing, old man!” George said as he laughed. V laughed when George teased him.

“Darling, you’ve made me so happy,” V stated as he kissed me. 

We both took our seatbelts off as we were kissing; our hands were all over the other…exploring each other’s body. We desperately wanted to go back to our hotel room to continue in a more comfortable - and private - space. V took my breasts out of the top of my dress; he began massage one as he sucked the other. I moaned his name in his ear. I could feel his penis harden so I decided to stroke him over his pants. He quickly pulled out his penis so it’d be easier for me to stroke him. He held two tissues over the tip of his penis as I continued to stroke him. A few seconds later, he moaned my name as he climaxed hard. 

“Babe,” V moaned. “I wish I could’ve climaxed in you, baby. I love filling you.”

“Oh you will, baby,” I said as I nibbled his earlobe. “As many times as you want!”

“Fuck!” he moaned as he helped me lay down on my back, lifting the dress above my hips. “I can’t wait that long, darling!”

He lowered his pants just enough so he could slam his penis in my apex. He was thrusting hard and fast as he was squeezing the hell out of my breasts. I moaned because my apex was still incredibly sore; he mistook me moaning for pleasure so he was thrusting even harder in me. Seconds later, we climaxed together. He grabbed a few tissues to put under me and had a few in his hands so when he pulled out, neither of us would make a stain. We quickly cleaned up and fixed our clothes. By the time we fixed our clothes, George pulled into the restaurant’s parking lot. 

“Ready, babe?” V asked. 

“Yes, I am.” I replied as I opened my door; I could sense that V rolled his eyes. 

Oh well. George took my hand as I was getting out of the car. Once the door was closed, I leaned over to George, kissing his cheek and thanked him for his assistance. V came over, thanked George and took my hand. 

“You have everything you need, babe?” V asked. 

“I do.” I said. “Do you have everything? Hope you brought your wallet, babe.”

“Har har, love.” V said. “Yes, I have everything that I need with me, including my wallet.”

I winked and he lead the way to the restaurant entrance. I turned my head to thank George for driving us over. He waved his hand to show that he acknowledged my thanking him.

“I think you love George more than you love me, babe.” V said jokingly. 

“Real funny, love.” I said. “It’s cold out here; I should’ve brought something.”

“I’ll give you my jacket when George comes back for us, babe.” he said as he opened the restaurant door for me. “I’m sorry that I didn’t order a wrap or a cloak for you to go with the dress.”

“As long as I get your jacket later as we head back to the hotel,” he said.

“Oh I’m sure you’ll have me overheated at the hotel when we return, babe,” I said and winked as we entered the restaurant.

“It’s a French restaurant,” V said. “I thought it would be worth trying, love.”

“Quite interesting, babe,” I said. “I don’t think I’ve had French food but I’m sure that I’ll like it. Hope they have good wine!”

We walked to the host stand, Vince gave his name and we followed the host to our table sans menus. As usual, we had a small private room; I was appreciative towards V for that. He pulled out a chair for me; I hooked my one foot around the leg of the chair to slide to the table. V sat next to me, leaned over and kissed me. 

Seconds later, the server arrived to the table with a bottle of wine. She listed off the specials of the night, poured wine into our glasses and said she’d return in a few minutes. We talked to see what we’d order. The server came back, ready to take our orders. We both ordered a salad, split an order of potatoes dauphinoise, he ordered some kind of fish cooked with butter, herbs, lemon and a few vegetables in parchment paper and I ordered boeuf bourguignon.

We talked for a little bit until our salads arrived. The salads looked as good as they tasted; we had fun trying to figure out what seasonings were used - we finally figured it out when the potatoes dauphinoise came to the table. The potato were AMAZING; far better than I could’ve imagined. We decided to place an order to go when we order dessert. 

Our entrées came out moments later with two bottles of wine; white for V as white wine goes with fish and red wine for me as red wine goes with beef. We both loved our entrées that neither one of us wanted to share with the other. Not long after we finished, our plates were cleared off the table and the server dropped off a dessert menu.

The desserts all looked and sounded amazing but I was in the mood for sex. As I was barely looking at the menu, all I could see was my stunning fiancé. I placed my hand on his knee, giving him a slight squeeze. V looked over his reading glasses to look at me and smiled his handsome smile. That smile just melted me. I was fortunate to find a man that loved me as much as I loved him. The server came back to take our order but we didn't really look at the menu. We both ordered the chocolate mousse and espresso martinis. The server left after taking our order.

"Is this weekend everything you were looking for or even expecting, Vin?" I asked.

"More than I was looking for and way more than I expected, love," he said as he kissed my hand. "I was looking for a romantic weekend and now I have a beautiful fiancé."

Unfortunately, the server has bad timing. She came back with our desserts and drinks, winking at V. Of course, V had noticed her wink at him and asked her to leave. Thankfully, she left. Her manager came over to the table to ask us what happened with the server as he said that the server said we screamed at her. I asked him to go check the video from the security cameras to see what truly happened before coming to the table to accuse us of something we didn't do. He left to watch the video from three angles, arriving back at the table about 10 minutes later and apologized to us. We asked for our check as we started gathering out things. The manager ended up not charging us for our meal. We left immediately; not even touching our desserts nor drinks.

As we were outside on a park bench, V called George to come pick us up earlier than we had originally told him. I can only imagine what George was thinking but I knew that from the times he drove us, I knew that he didn't think anything was wrong with V and I. When V got off the phone, he said that George was about 20 minutes out from us and that we could take a walk.

As we were walking around, we didn't talk about what happened at the restaurant. We just walked in silence, listening to the wind in the trees, until we found a quiet alley. V dragged me, pushed my dress above my hips, dropped his pants and forced his hard penis in my swollen apex. He was thrusting deep in me for a long time and shot his essence in me; I felt his MASSIVE load hit my cervix. We readjusted our clothes and continued our walk  

Aa it got a little chillier, V took off his sports coat and draped it over my shoulders; I inhaled deeply - it smelled of him and his cologne. I couldn't help but smile. We walked over to where V said that we'd meet George; George was already there when we arrived. He already had a door opened for me and helped me in. V rolled his eyes and got in the car from the other side. 

Without even asking, George took his time driving us back to the hotel going the scenic route. V wrapped me in his arms and held me close to him. I looked up at V and kissed him on his cheek. I fell asleep in his arms as we continued the drive through the area. I have no idea how long George drove us around but I woke up when he put the car in park.

"Baby?" V asked. "You awake, my love?"

"Yeah, I am, darling," I said. "I wanted to sleep a little bit longer...I love to sleep."

"I know that you love to sleep," he replied. "Let's get to the room, darling."

I nodded my head, took V's hand and followed him up to our room. Once we got in, I stripped and hopped into the shower. I could hear V clattering around, hanging up our clothes. I was quick and was out before V tried to join me. He was a little frustrated that he wasn't fast enough to join me but he knew that we still have many other chances. He soon joined me in bed after he took his shower. In seconds, we fell asleep...with me wrapped in his arms.

We slept through the night and woke up early the next morning. We laid in bed for a little bit, enjoying some time in quiet and listening to each other's breathing. Before getting out of bed, we made love a few times and each time, he filled up my apex.

"Babe?" I asked. "Do we have to get out of bed and leave? I don't want leave."

"Yes, darling. We do eventually have to leave." V replied. "I don't want to either. This weekend has been amazing and I don't want it to end either. I’ll have something light for breakfast sent up before I get in the shower so that way it’ll be here before we pack up.”

I nodded my head and got into the shower. As I was showering, I couldn’t help but admire my ring, I think it’s beautiful. Sure, some people will think it’s plain and/or boring but I love it. V hopped into the shower as I was about to step out but I stayed in to be close with him and also to be under the hot water. 

We begrudgingly got out, dried off and got dressed. Our breakfast came up before we could start packing; our breakfast was fruit, juice and smoothies. After finishing breakfast, we packed up, checked out and loaded up his car. We headed back to his place.

It didn’t take long to get back. We unloaded the car, had lunch, started some laundry and then we headed to his bedroom to take a nap.

“Baby,” V said standing behind me, running his cool hands over my body. “You’re gorgeous. Are you up for a little love making before our nap?”

“Damn straight!” I said as I turned to face him, unhooking my bra. “I can’t wait to have you between my legs.”

We both finished getting undressed as fast as possible. I laid down on my back in the center of his bed with my legs spread. V got on the bed, centered himself between my legs and took two fingers to swipe my apex to see how ready I was for him; we both knew I was wet and ready for him. He put his two wet fingers in his mouth and thrust his penis deep inside of my apex causing me to moan. 

“Are you ready, my love?” V asked. I nodded my head yes. 

He took his time thrusting in and out of my ready apex, caressing my body. With each thrust, I moaned his name. I rolled us over so V was on his back. I rode V’s hard penis like my life depended on it. In no time, we climaxed hard together. V was still hard so I started to ride him for the second time. He rolled us over so I was back on my back. V thrusted in me a few more times before we climaxed together again, screaming each other’s name. As we were catching our breath, V was still in me, filling me with his essence. 

He pulled out, pulled me closer to him, wrapped me into his arms and we both fell asleep for a couple of hours. Throughout the afternoon, we made love a number of times and each time he filled me up. We eventually ordered dinner to be delivered an hour later. Since we had time, we made love twice more.

I heard the doorbell as V was napping. I put on one of his shirts before opening the door. It was Matteo with our dinner. As I was taking the food from his outstretched hand, I noticed that there was a big bouquet of flowers in his other hand. I looked at him with surprise in my eyes. 

“I’m so sorry for ending the relationship between us, DeppGrl,” Matteo started. “I was so afraid that you’d leave me like you left him. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“You barely hurt me, Matteo. You really disappointed me,” I said. “Thank you for delivery the food and for apologizing to me. I don’t mean to be rude but both my fiancé and I are hungry.” 

He nodded his head. I turned to get my wallet - asking him to wait for a moment - to give him an extra tip. Once I gave him the extra tip, he was gone and the flowers were gently placed on the floor.

"Babe?" V asked. "Who was that at the door?"

"Oh, it was no one," I said, unsure what to do with the flowers, checking to see if there was a card. "It was just the delivery driver with our food. FUCK!"

"Fuck what?" V asked, suddenly seeing the flowers in my hand. "I didn't order you flowers, love. Oh no...not again."

"Yeah,  babe." I said. "Matteo was the driver again....he obviously brought the food. He also brought me flowers to apologize to me for ending the relationship with me and apologize for hurting me...I told him that he didn't hurt me but I am with you and happy with you. Look at what he wrote in the card."

“DeppGrl, I’m so sorry that I ended our relationship. I truly wanted to be with you then and I want to be with you now. I see I lost my chance and you have a better man - a better man than I’ll ever be. I wish you the best in your engagement and future with your fiancé.

All my love,

Matteo”

“Fuck!” I exclaimed. “I’m so sorry, baby.”

“It’s ok,” V said as he took my face in his hands. “It’s ok, baby. We didn’t know that he’d deliver our food at all nor that he’d bring flowers for you.”

“Ok,” I mumbled as I kissed him. “I’m so glad we found each other again.”

“Me too,” he said deepening the kiss. “Want me to hold you for a bit or do you want to eat first?” 

“Eat first and then bed,” I said. 

After eating, we went straight to bed.