The warm Italian sun spilled into their bedroom, bathing everything in a soft, golden glow. Sarah stirred from her deep, satisfied slumber, her body pleasantly sore from her and Albert's nocturnal activities. Albert lay naked beside her, still sound asleep as he spooned her from behind, his arms wrapped possessively around her waist. Despite his age, the old man had stamina that never ceased to amaze her.
Slipping out of bed, she stretched her arms above her head, relieving the tension from her muscles. She couldn't help but smile with a mix of warm affection and mischief at how far their affair had gone. Here she was, taking a vacation with her elderly lover and their child. Sarah still couldn't believe how unsuspecting her husband was of them.
Giving Albert one last quick glance, she grabbed a lush white robe hanging from the back of a chair and wrapped it around her nude form. The fabric hugged her curves perfectly, the tie circling her waist snugly. Barefoot, she padded quietly across the room and opened the door to check on Alice.
The little girl was still sound asleep, her tiny body curled in the cozy crib, her chest rising and falling steadily. A smile tugged at her lips. For all the depraved madness her life had become, seeing Alice's expression made everything feel worth it.
Satisfied, Sarah closed the door partway and wandered into the small kitchen. The villa's rustic charm added a romantic atmosphere to the air. Even though they had only been in Italy for a few days, she felt like she could spend the rest of her life here. She brewed a fresh pot of coffee and poured herself a steaming cup before stepping onto the balcony.
As she stepped outside, her gaze swept over the rolling hills and sun-kissed coastline. The sound of the distant waves crashing against the shore was soothing, a gentle reminder of how liberating this European getaway was.
But as she leaned against the railing, slowly sipping her coffee, a pair of arms slid around her waist from behind, pulling her snugly against a wiry body. The unexpected warmth made her gasp. She felt Albert's rough hands pressed against her stomach as he buried his face into the crook of her neck.
"Hmm, morning, baby," he murmured, his voice thick with grogginess and affection. His lips traced a path along her shoulder, sending a shiver through her.
"Morning," Sarah replied softly, a smile playing at her lips as she leaned back against him. "I didn't expect you to be up so soon. After last night, I expected you to be out until the afternoon."
"Heh! It's going to take a lot more than that to keep me down, sweetheart." Albert's chuckle rumbled against her ear, his skinny arms tightening around her. "Besides, I wouldn't want to waste time from our little vacation."
Sarah hummed warmly as she melted further into Albert's embrace. "Hmm, I could get used to this."
Albert's hands drifted down, his bony fingers splaying across her stomach as he held her close. "Maybe we should make it a habit. Take you and Alice all over the world. Get a nice place somewhere... just us."
The suggestion made her heart flutter. Even if she knew it was just talk, the idea of running away from everything with him was an intoxicating fantasy.
"That sounds nice," she whispered, her voice tender and vulnerable. "But... you know our situation is complicated, and it would make things messy with my family and his if I were just to
leave
him. This... what we have... it has to stay a secret."
Albert scowled, his fingers tightening around her waist. "Complicated? That's just you making excuses, Sarah. You admitted you love me. So why the hell are you still worrying about him?"
"Because..." Sarah hesitated, her words thick with uncertainty. "Because I have a life, Albert. As messed up as it is, it's still my life. And if I just walked away from it all, it would blow up in our faces."
Albert huffed, his frustration becoming noticeable, but Sarah turned in his arms, her soft lips pressing a gentle kiss to his wrinkled cheek. The small, tender gesture eased some of the tension in his shoulders, though his gaze remained tinged with simmering irritation.
"Hey," she murmured, her voice soothing as her slender fingers traced along his jaw. "You know this is our thing. You love how naughty it is, sneaking around behind my husband's back, don't you? And besides..." Her hand drifted down, covering his as it rested against her still-flat stomach. "I'm letting you get me pregnant again, aren't I?"
Albert's faded blue eyes glinted with satisfaction, a smug, possessive smirk stretching across his lips. His fingers spread across her belly, his touch rough and firm. "Damn right, you are. Just a matter of time before this little belly of yours starts swelling up again."
Sarah's cheeks flushed, her thighs clenching at his words. The dangerous thrill of what they were doing, of how recklessly they tangled themselves in each other's lives, made her blood race with arousal.
"We'll see about that," she whispered, her voice laced with desire and something darker. "But... based on how good you've been breeding me every night, you've probably already knocked me up. However... I feel like you could be doing a tad bit more."
Albert grinned, his thumb stroking her skin as he held her close. "You keep talking like that, and I'm liable to fuck you right here on this balcony."
Sarah laughed softly. "I'm tempted to take you up on that, but we have a whole day ahead of us, remember?"
"I remember. But damn, it's hard to keep my hands off you," Albert growled, his lips brushing against her neck again. "Especially when you go and say things like that."
Sarah's breath quickened, her pulse racing beneath her skin. And even though they had the entire day planned, all she could think about was how much she craved him. How much she wanted to feel him inside her again, knowing damn well what they were doing, and what the consequences might be.
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The sun was warm and golden as Albert settled himself comfortably in a lounge chair at the beach. A smug grin tugged at his lips as he watched his lover play with their daughter in the sand. Sarah looked like a goddess out there. His old eyes roamed over her body, drinking in the sight of her flawless, sun-kissed skin. She wore an alluring bikini that hugged her curves perfectly, paired with a sheer, flowing cover-up that barely concealed her tantalizing figure.
Her long blonde hair, damp from their earlier swim, cascaded over her shoulders, shimmering in the sunlight. Those striking green eyes of hers sparkled with delight as she laughed, her voice light and carefree. Albert loved seeing her like this, utterly breathtaking and so damn beautiful.
Alice squealed happily as Sarah helped her build crooked sandcastles, the toddler's tiny hands digging into the damp sand with endless fascination.
Albert's smirk grew, a dark, possessive satisfaction swelling from within. Alice was his. His baby. Seeing Sarah so devoted to their child made him feel victorious over that useless husband of hers.
A couple of older tourists strolled past, their eyes flicking curiously between Sarah, Albert, and Alice. They offered friendly smiles, clearly mistaking the dynamic between them.
"What a beautiful family you have," the woman said warmly. "Your granddaughter is adorable."
