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.
