When Maggie opened her eyes the next morning she realized that Marvin had already left for his practice. She remembered him getting up sometime during the night but she didn't remember him coming back to bed.
"I must have fallen back to sleep," she said as she stretched and yawned.
She didn't know if the girls were up yet but the house was quiet so she lay there and went over the events of the past few days.
Roberto's appearance at her motel room door had been unexpected.
"Moggie, I come in?" he whispered.
"No! What are you doing here? Go away! Someone will see you!"
"I must talk to you, il mio amore."
"Wait a minute until I get something on." she said and ran to the bed to put on her robe. When she turned around he was already in the room with the door closed behind him.
"Moggie. Il mio bello!" he said and reached for her.
"No!" she said and backed away from him with her hands held out in front of her. "We can just talk, that's all. You sit there," she said indicating the chair.
Roberto meekly moved over to the chair and sat down while she sat on the foot of the bed.
"God, he looks so handsome and so vulnerable," she thought.
Her tummy fluttered and she pressed her thighs together to try and quell the rising heat between them.
"I can't let him think that he can get away with stuff like this. You fool, you know you want him and you're going to let him do whatever he wants with you so why don't you stop pretending?"
Roberto sat quietly as Maggie paused to think through what she wanted to say. His sad eyes made him look like a puppy that had just been kicked. She expected him to whine any moment.
"You have to stop doing these things!" she told him in a stern voice. "You are going to get me in trouble and I will lose my job and my family! Don't you understand that?"
"Si, Moggie, but I think of you always."
"Yes, I'm flattered, but you can't stay here someone might come."
"I stay little while. Please? I go away tomorrow."
"Away? Where are you going?"
"Il mio padre, father, wants me to go home."
"How long?"
"One month to school start. I no see you!" he said through a voice choked with emotion.
Maggie's mind took in the information and quickly figured out that this was working out to her benefit. She could let him fool around for a while and get what she wanted before he left. That way no one would ever find out.
"No harm, no foul," she said aloud.
"Perdono?"
"Never mind," she said holding out her arms. "Come here."
Roberto fell to his knees and crossed the short distance between them. When he reached her he laid his head down onto her lap and hugged her legs.
Maggie caressed his hair and reaching down she put her hands on the sides of his face and lifted it up.
"You can stay for a little while. OK?"
He let out with a groan and grabbed her face in his hands and pulled her lips against his.
Maggie allowed him to kiss her. His technique wasn't the best but his love for her was apparent and she was flattered by the passion that he put into it. She put her hands on his shoulders and pressed on them to move him away.
"Gently, gently," she whispered in a tender voice. "Remember what I told you."
"Si, si, il mio tesoro," he agreed and pulled her back towards him.
Maggie rose from the bed pulling him up with her without breaking the kiss. She pressed her body against him and felt the hardness of his erection pressing sideways into her thigh. She was not much shorter than he was so she was able to tease him and herself by rubbing her belly back and forth against him.
He reached down and adjusted himself so that it was standing up between them. Her belly was now in contact with its full length. She prolonged the enjoyment by squirming gently so that she could feel the result of his passion molding itself into her body.
He hadn't taken his lips from hers since they started the kiss as if he was afraid to interrupt the moment. Taking charge, she pulled her lips away and offered the side of her neck to him. Placing her hand on the back of his neck she pulled his head down to encourage him to move there. Her other hand moved down his back to just above his ass so she could hold herself tightly against him.
He placed is open lips against the flesh of her neck and she could feel the hot dampness of his saliva when he caressed her with his tongue. He started to suck on her neck and she pulled far enough away so that he could see her gently shake her head.
"Don't do that!" she whispered. "It will leave a mark. Understand?"
He nodded is head in agreement and held her cheek with one hand while sliding her robe off of her shoulder to allow his lips to touch her there.
Visions of a dimly lighted high-school dance floor flooded her mind and brought her body to a heightened state of arousal.
"I may as well go all the way," she thought and sliding her hand between them she separated herself a little from him and turning her wrist she captured him with her hand.
"My god is that hard!" she thought and squeezed a little harder. "It won't give any, it feels like it's carved from marble."
Sensing his size with her fingers she detected a curve in his penis that she investigated. She didn't remember him feeling that way when she was with him in the car but that time she had barely touched him before he ejaculated.
"No, Moggie! Non!" he groaned and pushed her hand away.
"Why? What's wrong?" she asked.
"I am funny," he mumbled.
"Funny? What do you mean funny?"
"No look, it not right," he struggled with the English words.
"What do you mean not right?" she asked with alarm.
"I am bent, crooked!" he explained and covered himself with both hands.