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For both our firstborn children, fencing was their life. And if Ekatarina could win that round, one of them would be walking away with the trophy.
I was so proud of them both. So proud of all our seven children. To my eyes, they could do no wrong—even when they were two years old like our youngest, Sven, and liable to toss their toys against the glass cases of mementos at all times of the day. Right now, the other five were at home, being watched by both sets of grandparents.
“Remember when we were like that?” I murmured, pointing across the room, into the crowd. Valeria ignored me, fist pumping the air as Ekatarina moved in for the final strike.
“Yes! Oh, yes!” She turned and threw her arms around me. “We won. Ha! Both our kids in the final, what do you say to that, oh husband?”
I chuckled and wrapped my arms around her. “Well done. Your tutoring paid off. Although I think Ekatarina won, not us.”
“Details,” she said dismissively, reminding me more and more of my own mother each day. “What were you trying to say?”
“I was just asking if you remembered when we were like Ekatarina and Sophia. The way they look at each other. The way they support each other. It just makes me happy, that’s all.”
She glanced around to where I had been pointing, and the smile spread over her lips as she watched Sophia jumping up and down on the spot, trying to see over the heads of the crowd who had stood for applause. She was so much shorter than Ekatarina, who took after me in that regard.
“As I recall,” Valeria said playfully. “The first night we met, you kidnapped me from my boarding school. I hope you aren’t going to encourage the same behavior in your daughter.”
“And if I hadn’t, you would have been forced to marry my brother. I made the right choice, and I’d do it again. What’s more, if Sophia was in a similar situation, I’d lend Ekatarina the horse to go rescue her.”
“Rescue, indeed. Is that what we’re calling it now? You old romantic.”
Valeria shook her head and I wrapped my arms around her from behind, pulling her into me. She squirmed when she felt my erection pressing into her ass, which only made me grow harder, and I leaned my head down to her shoulder, kissing her bare neck.
“Stop that,” she hissed. “You know how you get and we can’t do anything about it right here, right now.”
“Too late,” I murmured, nibbling at her chin, watching the blush rise on her face as she glanced around at the crowd surrounding us. “When’s the final?”
“It’s a ten minute breathing break! There isn’t enough time.”
“Enough time for me to get my mouth on this sweet little cunt,” I said, sliding my hand down, pushing her skirt between her legs. “Nobody will be using the changing room, especially if it’s only a short break.”
Valeria drew a long, deep breath, grinding herself against my fingers. “I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t.”
“Oh, we definitely should. Come on.”
Twenty years wasn’t enough for me to lose even an ounce of the passion I once felt for her. If I lived another thousand, it still wouldn’t be enough. To my eyes, Valeria only grew more beautiful, more alluring with every year. My desire for her increased with every moment we spent as husband and wife. And right now, I needed to worship her.
As she lay back on the wooden bench in the changing room, I knelt before her, pushing her knees wide, the wet spot on her panties only making me more needy. I moved forward and took a long inhale, then listened to the moan fall from her lips as I licked her through the soft material.
“Vasile, please… We don’t have much time.”
“Time enough,” I rumbled, then pulled her panties aside.
Inserting one fingertip, I began to lap at her clit, feeling it swell and heat beneath my tongue. I hooked my finger, her breaths coming faster and faster as I stroked and lapped at her opening. Her skirt fell around my face, but I didn’t care, the feel of her thighs nestled on either side of me, the squelching of my finger, the scent of her building release, was enough for me.
I gripped her hips as she started to buck. They were softer now, her body growing curvier as she aged, and I loved that there was more there to hold onto. I loved the way her tits swelled beneath her bodice, loved the way her body looked when I watched her take a bath, the way her belly had just a little softness.
“Vasile, stop. I’m going to… What will people think? Oh, God!” She squealed, arching her back, and I laughed as I continued to suck and lick at her clit. It was a shame our time was limited, or I would have eased off, made her ride the wave and then started again.
