Our son wants to get rid of his anger as much as we do. He can handle it, I smile.
Anastasia is silent and takes us home. No one at home. Mia went to visit Becky, Elliot is visiting one of his girlfriends.
- What's the plan? - I m interested.
- Don't know. Maybe a date? - I play with my eyebrows.
- Again? - Ana is surprised.
Then we never finished, I laugh.
Ana nods and we set the table in the living room. We have lunch and chat about trifles. I stroke her hair and back, feeling so happy and calm... Suddenly I remember her confession on the eve of our first time.
Listen, I begin. Then, there in the office, you said that you loved me. I would like to know if this is true?
- Yes its true. I love you. I love you for being with me, for helping me and the children. You are brave, strong, kind... Yes, you have a past and it is very dark, but is it really more important than what is between us now? Ana raises her head and kisses me.
I burst into flames. I love her too. This woman shows me how kind and merciful I can be, how much light I have. And her children make me better and kinder.
Miss Steele, I love you too, I purr and push her onto the sofa.
A moment and her sweater flies somewhere on the floor. She quickly undresses me and kisses me. I stroke her hair and deftly turn her onto her stomach. I deftly unbutton her jeans and pull them off. She is not wearing any underwear.
- Ana... Wretched girl, where is the underwear? - I growl exaggeratedly.
I follow your example, sir, the wife blinks her eyes innocently. Oh you. cheat! It looks like she has a worse devil inside her than me. You just need to open it correctly...
I kiss her back, shoulders, play with her hair, carefully spread her buttocks and guide myself into her.
Anastasia shudders slightly and presses her back to me. I lift her from the sofa and put her buttocks on top of me.
She turns her head towards me and moans. Her hands get tangled in my gray hair. Our lips merge in kisses. We are literally drowning in each other, feeling the incredible closeness of bodies and souls...
Lewis, she whispers. - I love you so much.
I know, I answer. All the worries and trials of these two weeks fade into the background.
I move inside her harder and faster, growling her name. She throws her head back on my shoulder, screams loudly and follows me into the abyss of pleasure as I cum on her buttocks.
We fall exhausted onto the sofa and lie hugging each other. Ana caresses my breasts and smiles shyly.
- What's wrong, Ana? - I whisper.
- It's like that. It s just... I m unaccustomed to this, she answers quietly, snuggling closer. Sometimes I think, what would have happened if you hadn t saved me then?
I don t want to think about it, I mutter.
We enjoy the peace and quiet of the apartment. She, like a soft cocoon, envelops us and lulls us to sleep.
The morning begins with Anastacia's mobile phone ringing. Sleepy, she reluctantly answers the call.
- What? No, the children are with friends. Yes, everything is fine... I mean, Kama Sutra Online? Eric, how do you... know? Ana starts sweating and jumps off me.
Deftly looks under the coffee table and swears. I follow her example. A small round camera installed at the bottom of the table flashes a red light at us in a friendly manner.
- What a whore! I shout and with one kick I send the table flying.
- They saw everything! And they mocked and jerked off. Scum! - I yell, getting dressed. Home-grown stalkers. According to the laws of England, I can sue them for surveillance!
When did they install the camera? - Anastasia says in fear. There is so much disbelief and pain in her voice. She seems to feel deceived and betrayed.
We re not home for days. Sending a couple of burglars is a trifle for Fred. I wonder if this camera was the only one or if the number of surveillance gadgets per square meter is off the charts? - I frown.
- Let's look? Ana suggests conspiratorially.
We quickly get dressed and begin the search. The results are disappointing: three cameras in the boys' room, two in Mia's, and one each in the bathroom and kitchen.
I feel like a participant in the fucking show Behind the Glass, Anastasia hisses.
I hug her shoulders encouragingly and call the children, asking them not to return home for the time being. If there are no problems with Mia and Elliot, then Christian doesn t know where to live for now.
Ana, do you have friends who are not whores from the USA? - I growl at my wife.
Alas, everyone I m friends with is connected with my work, the wife sighs. - Maybe we can send Chris to Valerie?
My sister went to a cosplay event in Tokyo. She loves anime and all that stuff. I remember she and I once spent the whole Christmas holiday watching Naruto, I smile warmly.