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Football World 12: Goodbye Old Lady
"Remember that story you told me?" Alvaro Morata grinned leaning into Juventus teammate Paulo Dybala's ear, "The one with you and Joaquin. Would you do it again?" The Spaniard asked. "Of course I would." Paulo grinned. "Why do you ask?" "Because I'm thinking you should come back to Spain with me first, then fly back to Argentina." Alvaro thought aloud. "Maybe." Paulo winked with a flirtatious grin. "Better yet, we should do it here before you go back to Spain." He finished.
Alvaro couldn't lie, the idea of joining the mile high club was the thing that turned him on the most. The thought of stealing 10 minutes to fuck someone silly in the toilets while everyone else on the flight was asleep was incredibly hot. The flight between Turin and Madrid however was only a short one, there was no way there would be a window where they could slip into the toilets undetected, Paulo was right, send the wife back to Madrid earlier and fuck his sexy arse off right here in Italy.
Alvaro waved his wife goodbye blowing her several kisses as she entered departures at Torino airport. All he had to do now was reply to a few more messages while she waited to board, and he was free. The tall striker headed for his car and as he settled in behind the wheel he sent two messages. "Safe flight baby, I love you so much and I can't wait to see you again." A few seconds later he sent the second message. "I'm free and I'm so fucking hard!" Paulo felt his cock pulse reading Alvaro's message, sat wearing just a pair of fabric shorts as he watched the TV. The Argentine knew it wouldn't take Alvaro long to reach his house and reaching for his bulge, the 28-year-old and decided to keep himself gently aroused in preparation for his teammate's arrival.
Alvaro's mind was distracted as he raced down the motorway and through the Torino streets before reaching Paulo's house. The image of the Argentine's toned, tattooed olive-skin body naked for him to indulge in had Alvaro playing with two gear sticks for the entire drive. Even a buzz from his phone couldn't take Alvaro's mind off that tight butt he'd seen so many times in the showers, now he had the opportunity to get right up close and personal. Swinging his car into a private courtyard, he'd arrived and parked up.
Adjusting himself so that his boner wasn't noticeable to any staff that Paulo might have on site, Alvaro grabbed his phone and headed for the front door. The Spaniard waited patiently after ringing the doorbell and after around 10 seconds he was greeted by a cock raising sight!
The door opened and there stood his teammate shirtless, wearing a pair of black Nike shorts and trainer socks. "Dios Mio." Alvaro hissed, looking the Argentine up and down. "Ciao guapo." Paulo grinned, reaching for Alvaro's crotch and pulling the 6'3" (1.9m) Spaniard forward by his tenting red, trackie bottoms. Alvaro followed Paulo's guidance obediently, the Argentine kicked the door shut and stretching up onto Alvaro's arms the pair began to kiss right there in the hallway of Paulo's grand house.
Paulo guided the pair carefully as they kissed, leading Alvaro to the nearest wall and pinning the sexy Spaniard up against it. Their tongues continued to dance for another minute while Paulo's hands inspected the tall striker's torso then slipped into Alvaro's joggers. The Argentine had no trouble finding what he was looking for with his teammate's cock bulging nicely in his briefs. Caressing the underside of Alvaro's bulge, Paulo teased an interested throb from the horny Spaniard. As soon as Paulo made contact with his balls, Alvaro felt his alpha side come alive. Placing a hand on the crown of the Argentine's head, Alvaro pushed Paulo south, breaking the connection between their lips and forcing him to his knees.
Landing on his knees obediently, Paulo was now face to face with the mound he had felt under those soft cotton joggers. Before he went searching for his prey, Paulo ran his lips along the crease created by Alvaro's banana and looking up into the striker's eyes, Paulo got ready to pleasure his teammate better than he could ever imagine.
Dipping his hands into the gap, Paulo separated the Spaniard's joggers from his briefs allowing the joggers to slip to Alvaro's knees. Leaning forward, Paulo then teased Alvaro a little more by running his lips along the crease in the Spaniard's briefs and watched the bulge increase in mass as he moved slowly and carefully. Fighting his own urges to release Alvaro's thick chorizo and suck it clean, Paulo drew his nose along the bulge, feeling it thicken again, begging to be sucked.
Alvaro reached for his waist and lowered his boxers allowing his hard cock to spring free. 7.5 inches of prime, uncut Spanish cock pointed out towards Paulo who surveyed it carefully while Alvaro watched on impatiently before the Argentine finally took hold of the shaft close to Alvaro's tip and carefully rolled the 29-year-old's foreskin back and forth.
Paulo wasn't going to be rushed, he looked along the light bronze shaft, studying Alvaro's meat and a couple of light blue veins that turned into a network of light purple as they disappeared under the Spaniard's neat, dark pubes. Back up to the head, Paulo watched Alvaro's hood as he manipulated the skin, slowly revealing the swollen, light purple head beneath it. Paulo liked the look of what was in front of him and just before he swallowed it, the Argentine gave it one more look, scanning the average thickness, mild vasculature and beautiful colour of the smooth Iberian skin.
Attacking Alvaro's hard cock with his mouth wide open, Paulo swallowed the first 5 inches of his teammate's cock and placed his hands on the Spaniard's tense abdomen then drew them up to the tip. "Si, siiii." Alvaro hissed with pleasure as the Argentine descended again using his tongue to cuddle the base of Alvaro's cock as he moved. The slick forward was clean and fresh, his cock tasted as though it had been cleaned ready for some intimate attention which it was now receiving. Peeling up his slim, white t-shirt, Alvaro took the opportunity to look down at Paulo's face as it approached his crotch. The Spaniard lifted his shirt up over his head and completely free, dropping it aside then glared down at his teammate who continued his business. Using Alvaro's body as a launchpad the Argentine rolled along the Spaniard's shaft, sliding to the base then catapulting to the tip while keeping his lips as tightly clamped to this delicious chorizo as he could.
"Dios Mio." Alvaro cursed again, pressing his head against the wall as his entire body began to feel so good. Paulo's lips were moving so freely along the Spaniard's thick, veiny shaft, glazing the embossed pipes filling his raging head with blood. `Dios Mio' indeed Paulo beamed, swabbing himself with the Spaniard's beautifully shaped cock. Alvaro watched in awe as Paulo's gentle face worked hard to swallow the length of his 7.5-inch mast hungrily. Alvaro had a view he was very much enjoying, watching the cute Argentine and his beauty spot pump his face full of hard Spanish meat.
Once Paulo had settled into a constant rhythm Alvaro felt himself inadvertently upping the ante. Gradually with every dip into Alvaro's crotch, the big forward's hips responded with increasingly firm jabs in the opposite direction. The Argentine kept his head steady as he pleasured Alvaro, making sure his movements were direct and straight while the Spaniard added a little more power to his own thrust. The harder Alvaro seemed to press the less Paulo seemed to resist him and before long the power share had changed with Alvaro slowly but firmly fucking the Argentine's sweet, sexy face.
Opening his gullet nice and wide, Paulo let his teammate take full control. The Argentine's head bobbed into Alvaro's crotch, begging to be held as he coped professionally with the Spaniard's probing chorizo. The striker's hands closed around Paulo's head and fed his teammate every inch of that thick hard sword as it covered his airhole. Control gave Alvaro the mental domination his `straight' side craved, sliding his long cock nice and direct into his teammate's hungry skull.
Sucking Alvaro's cock and the increasingly musky air around its base, Paulo took extra pleasure in the smell of the tall, sexy Spaniard. His teammate's neck smelt of his expensive Dior aftershave, but the striker's pubes was pure Alvaro. The delicious aromatic notes of Alvaro's neat, dark brown crotch sent a pulse of arousal through the Argentine's hard cock which in turn sent his neck along Alvaro's cock with added conviction causing the Spaniard to pulse.
Paulo's form was impressive to the point that Alvaro smiled to himself malevolently thinking he should give his teammate a real challenge. To achieve exactly that, Alvaro pushed himself up off the wall and reaching behind Paulo's head, he kept the Argentine's face impaled on his cock while changing positions. Swinging them both around with a firm rocking motion, Alvaro now placed Paulo's head against the wall and planting his feet either side of the crouching Argentine, Alvaro resumed pumping his face full of cock.
Now with nowhere to run, Paulo was at his teammate's mercy and the Spaniard wasn't going to free him without taking full advantage. The first 15 seconds felt the same as before, Alvaro sliding his shaft nice and straight into Paulo's willing skull but once he'd found Paulo's comfort zone now it was time to push the boundaries. The big Spaniard tensed his pert arse cheeks and threw his hips forward pushing nice and deep inside the Argentine's head. Paulo had guessed Alvaro was a man who liked to use his physical dominance in bed and the instant the forward pulled his hips back further than their regular swaying distance, the Argentine knew it was time to brace himself. Without as much as a cough or splutter, Paulo took the force of his teammate's head drumming against his tonsils with incredible skill and composure.
The truth was Paulo absolutely loved that Alvaro had taken control. Thinking back to his mile high fucking by Joaquin Correa, the best bits were whenever the big forward took control of his body and gave him the punishment he deserved with that big, meaty cock. Today was going to be no different and although Alvaro was cleaner cut than Joaquin, Alvaro was still a man with a heavy pair of balls which needed to be emptied. Paulo's blue eyes looked up at the beautiful olive body of his Spanish teammate as it drove his thick, olive dick deep into the Argentine's skull.
"Vamos!" Alvaro beamed, pulling Paulo to his feet. The Argentine sucked in extra gulps of air now that his throat was free. Shuffling his legs a few times, Alvaro shook his joggers and briefs down from his knees to his ankles then bent down to collect them. Paulo led his teammate up the stairs and into a nice spacious bedroom. Alvaro's eyes remained glued to Paulo's perfectly round arse as it bulged in front of him, swinging from side to side as the sexy Argentine made the short journey up to his bedroom. A large mahogany wood floor had a couple of small rugs either side of a king size bed which Paulo climbed up onto.
Perched on the edge of his bed, Paulo was at the perfect height to resume sucking Alvaro's cock which swung enticingly between the Spaniard's meaty thighs as he approached. Alvaro caught his cock to stop it swinging which allowed Paulo to launch himself forward open mouthed to catch it. Paulo swallowed Alvaro's delicious cock, rolling straight back down to his teammate's base. "Joderrr." Alvaro hissed as the Argentine's tonsils closed around his tip. Paulo's blue eyes shone up at Alvaro, watching the grimacing Spaniard as he set back to work.
A delicious drop of precum was Paulo's reward for his earlier oral work and smiling to himself he could only assume there would be more to come if he continued to slurp away as he intended. And the Argentine would indeed suck away at the sexy forward's shaft as long as he could to savour the throbbing mass of his teammate's solid cock. Alvaro's long chorizo tasted wonderfully clean with a nice, meaty girth to it that Paulo knew would feel so good slicing between his arse cheeks.
The big striker felt exactly the same as he watched Paulo's lips slide along his throbbing cock. The wet tightness of the Argentine's mouth clamped around Alvaro's cock was doing the perfect preparatory work for the Spaniard, slickening the pale Iberian complexion of Alvaro's hard cock and the bright blue veins embossed along it. Flashing his blue eyes up at Alvaro, Paulo smiled with the hook of the Spaniard's curved cock in his mouth and made Alvaro's decision for him. "Ahhh, ride me boy." Alvaro grunted, taking a handful of Paulo's lush, dark hair. The tall striker peeled his t-shirt up over his head and tossed it aside to expose the rest of his athletic, olive body.
Following his orders, Paulo slid right up Alvaro's cock and popped off then rose to his feet. Alvaro spun and fell to the mattress with his legs hanging over the side and his hard cock pointing up suggestively. The Argentine pushed his shorts and black boxers down, kicking them aside and then climbing onto the bed with his feet either side of Alvaro, the Argentine allowed the top to steady him while Paulo found Alvaro's head. Holding his teammate's tip between his thumb, index and middle fingers, Paulo lowered himself carefully on top so that the Spaniard's tip was pressed against his ring. "Uno, dos, tres." Paulo whispered, then pushing his ring out, the bottom let gravity and the wetness of Alvaro's cock do the rest of the work. "Puta madre!!!" Alvaro chortled stupidly as the lips of Paulo's tight hole slipped around his bare, uncut head and sank down the top's shaft. "¿Te gusta?" Paulo grinned, clearly unperturbed by the stretching of his ring by Alvaro's thick head. "Claro!!!" Alvaro boomed.
Sliding both hands up Paulo's back for support, Alvaro kept the bottom steady as he continued to lower himself. No breaks, no breathers, just gravity and willpower took Paulo towards the sexy Spaniard's crotch. Alvaro's eyes looked up longingly at Paulo's handsome face and then back down to the bottom's raw arse hole sliding down around his shaft until the Argentine came to rest against his horny crotch.
This was the part where Alvaro would begin driving his cock deep and hard inside his wife but there were two reasons why that wasn't the case today. Firstly, the Spaniard's wife never did anal she found Alvaro's perfect cock so addictive to her hungry vagina that she wouldn't take it anywhere else and secondly Alvaro wasn't the one in control. All the striker could do was lay there and wait as Paulo closed his eyes and consumed himself with the feeling of Alvaro's hard spike impaling his hungry hole for a few dozen seconds before he started to slide.
Two sturdy legs tensed and pulled Paulo's sexy body 6.5 inches up his teammates shaft then dropped himself back down until his arse clapped against Alvaro's crotch. Both men looked at each other and sighed with broad smiles stretched across their faces. The sliding of Paulo's raw lips along Alvaro's hard cock sent shivers through the pair of them. Alvaro's pale Iberian meat throbbed hard as the Latin American's sexy ring squeezed him, creating the perfect level of friction to suck the cum straight out of Alvaro's horny cock as his strong thighs found a nice, steady motion.
"Joder!" Alvaro cursed in despair as the adorable Argentine moved so majestically. Using his big, brown eyes to survey Paulo's perfect body, Alvaro gasped and groaned to the Argentine's beat. A hand resting on each of his broad, meaty pecs balanced Paulo nicely and at the rate of a stroke a second the bottom pulled himself 6.5 inches up then dropped himself down, hard into Alvaro's sexy lap.
"Dios Mio!" Paulo replied to Alvaro's cries as he filled his body with the Spaniard's delightful, bare cock. Using Alvaro's gentle grip of his hips as a guide, Paulo started to accelerate. The bottom was addicted to the feeling of long, hard meat stretching his insides and the fantastic friction that came with it. The Argentine was a maestro in his position and continued to maximise on Alvaro's impressive length while increasing his speed as he rebounded off the striker's thick, olive thighs.
Even his sexy wife couldn't match Paulo's delightful arse and a heartfelt groan from the base of Alvaro's soul confirmed that. As if he were striking a ball the striker knew great sex was a matter of timing. The Spaniard followed Paulo's falling body with his own crotch until the springs of the bed offered maximum resistance then like a slingshot, Alvaro threw his cock up to maximise the moment their two bodies were connected at the deepest point, jabbing Paulo skyward to another delighted groan. The feeling of Alvaro's long cock stroking the underside of his sphincter was what Paulo loved about sex. The little Argentine sprung as high as he could with every bounce, increasing the trauma he was inflicting upon his own body. Their bare bodies united felt incredible experiencing the pleasure of dynamic friction sparking their senses.
There was an unmistakable addition of shoulder action to Paulo's body movements. The Argentine was in his element as he fucked himself on Alvaro's amazing body. Adding shoulder movement to his bounce brought a slight ripple to his body and with it some extra lateral movement. Paulo's hard, uncut 7-inch cock bulged with excitement, celebrating the sexual sensations travelling thought his entire body as they fucked bare. The raw passion only continued to escalate with the pair groaning constantly and rhythmically.
Each stroke of Alvaro's cock up into Paulo's arse filled the bottom with pure delight. The thickness of the Spaniard's slick chorizo gave Paulo all the stimulation his hard cock needed to stiffen to the max he stroked himself happily. Every few bounces, Paulo released his boner to flop freely before catching it again to fully appreciate his sexy teammate and the stunning body he rode so passionately.
Watching every muscle in Paulo's body move the bottom along his thick cock made the epic feeling of the Argentine's body feel even better. The top's bare cock throbbed angrily as it slid up into Paulo's sweet pocket, sinking into the hot flesh of his teammate's tight sphincter. "Siiii." Alvaro hissed. Paulo looked incredible as he tugged his hard cock a few more times with a grateful sigh of his own. The bottom's sexiness changed the demeanour of Alvaro's big, heavy nuts. The Spaniard wanted to make rough, passionate love to Paulo's muscular yet compact body, muscles, tattoos and so much sexuality.
Catching Paulo's chest on his next descent, Alvaro held the bottom against his crotch for a second then tilted their bodies sideways. Paulo fell to the mattress with a thud while Alvaro followed the bottom, keeping their bodies connected. The top planted two palms either side of Paulo and pushed his upper body north. Once Alvaro was upright, the Spaniard turned Paulo so that the bottom's shoulders were on his back, but his legs were above each other by lying on his side. Finally, pushing themselves even closer together, Alvaro afforded himself the opportunity to raise Paulo's arse slightly so that he had the perfect angle to screw his perfect Argentine arse without hindrance.
Alvaro wrapped his arms around Paulo's right leg which was raised up the top's chest and pulling his cock all the way back until his head peeked from the bottom's hole, Alvaro beamed as he threw his entire body into Paulo's waiting cunt. "DIOS MIO!!!!" Paulo cried, wrapping his fist around his hard cock and stroking his throbbing boner. The thick, brown hood covering his swollen, purple head slid back and forth to reveal a bright, shiny coat of precum form then smear itself on the inside the bottom's foreskin as he jerked.
The impressive physique of Alvaro's sexy body was now on full display with the tall top using his entire frame to pound his long cock inside Paulo's aching arse. The first stage of their union had been so expertly delivered by Paulo that Alvaro had complete freedom to pull his cock back and drill it forward with no barriers. The Spaniard used his long, thick legs to pull his cock back to Paulo's tip then throwing himself forward, 7.5 inches of uncut cock slammed back into the Argentine's doughy, olive arse cheeks.
The look on Paulo's face became increasingly strained along with the pressure in his saturated nuts. The Argentine's blues eyes greedily ate the sight of Alvaro's smooth olive body, arousingly muscular around the shoulders as the big top drilled another shot deep inside his horny arse hole. "Si Varoooooo." Paulo groaned happily as the Spaniard stuffed his bare cock into the bottom's tender prostate. The drum of Alvaro's powerful crotch against his tailbone forced Paulo to the very edge of ecstasy and the tight grip of his fist practically tearing his own cock off with arousal completed the job. A deep shot of that thick, bare Spanish chorizo crashed against Paulo's prostate as the Argentine's foreskin rolled across his swollen tip and with a cry of delight the bottom's cock erupted.
The first shot of Paulo's cum streaked across his belly button but it was nothing compared to what was to follow. "Dios Mio!" Paulo cried again helplessly as his orgasm generated more power than he'd anticipated. The Argentine's smooth, bronze body became the canvas for bright streaks of white cum as each shot rocketed out of him with the vigour of something who hadn't cum in about a month. Paulo had indeed cum as recently as the previous morning but the love for Alvaro's cock as it delivered another deep thrust inside his horny body was irresistible for the sexy bottom as he wailed with appreciation. The thud of Alvaro's crotch cupping Paulo's juicy, round arse cheeks helped to send another large drop of creamy spunk into the bottom's smooth neck.
Paulo's orgasming body was the perfect home for Alvaro's pulsing cock. The bottom's athletic body hugged tight to Alvaro's cock as it persisted fucking his bare insides. Sliding back and forth across the tensing muscle of Paulo's ring felt magical as if the bottom were purposefully squeezing his throbbing cock even tighter as he too approached his climax. Before Alvaro could reach his own climax there was just enough time for Paulo to finish his orgasm. The Argentine tugged himself furiously, squirting bright drops of creamy cum across his dark abs. Each stroke came with a gentle groan of happiness as Paulo's purple head coated his sweaty body in another coat of bright cream. Once the bottom reached double figures his fist began to slow.
Above Paulo, Alvaro was ready to blow which he achieved by slamming his horny crotch into the Argentine's amazing arse. "Siiii cabronnnnn!" Alvaro howled with furious delight as his balls exploded within the sexy, little Argentine. The Spanish striker followed through with every blow, ploughing all of his body weight behind 7.5 inches of exploding meat as he drilled deep inside Paulo's sexy stomach.
"Ayyyy!!!" Paulo whined. The combination of heavy cum surging up his rectum and the power of Alvaro's insatiable desire caused the Argentine's body to ache with excitement. Paulo couldn't be certain, but it felt as though Alvaro was speeding up as his nuts loaded the Argentine's body with thick Spanish spunk. Each blow hit the spot deep within Paulo's tight arse and came with a wonderful warm filling to cream the bottom's sensitive prostate. "Fuck meeee!" Paulo complained and begged simultaneously, loving every moment of the top's powerful climax.
Reacting to the words leaving Paulo's mouth, Alvaro did exactly as he was told. The striker's feet kept him nice and firm while he pulled his cock back a full 6 inches and within the same second slammed himself back into Paulo's peachy cheeks with as much strength as his thick legs could muster. Alvaro's long, bare cock loved the tightness of Paulo's athletic body and the slick glaze he lined the bottom's tunnel with. With his own warm produce lubricating his cock for each consequential shot, Alvaro found himself addicted to that arousing tingle.
Alvaro's big, sweaty balls were growing lighter by the second as they squeezed themselves tight to launch another cummy rocket into the moaning bottom. The top felt goosebumps rising along his arms and across his neck as the pleasure reached its peak. Still Alvaro battered his bottom, driving shot after shot of his horny crotch into Paulo's round, squelching globes. Alvaro's eyes rolled up from Paulo's athletic, tattooed body then up to his handsome, groaning face and then back down to the bottom's sexy body as he piled another load of cum deep inside the adorable Argentine.
"Yes Varo, yes boy!" Paulo groaned. "Cum in me." he begged as he counted the squirts of Alvaro's huge cock. The bottom's bright blue eyes watched Alvaro's big, smooth body tense as it battered into him, filling his aching body with cock and cum. Each coating felt incredible as it covered his sensitive prostate in a wholesome feeling that satisfied Paulo's entire body. Another thrust of Alvaro's hunky frame sent a shockwave through the forward's upper body that looked amazing. The Spaniard was holding nothing back and Paulo could tell as Alvaro's tense muscles loaded him with another brutish thrust.
The thrusting came to an abrupt end with Alvaro's nuts practically empty. 11 ropes of salty spunk had been buried deep inside Paulo's body for the Argentine to enjoy with a satisfied smile. Although his thrusts had lost their venom, Alvaro still moved ever so slightly in each direction. Intermittent pulses squeezed air into Paulo's arse as his body transitioned to relaxation mode. The top's forced breathing gently eased as his nuts realised they were empty.
Counting to 10, Alvaro finally felt as though he could disengage from Paulo's arse. The striker reversed slowly until his curved cock popped free of Paulo's hole and then wasting no more energy, the Spaniard dropped forward. "Ahhh fuck, that was good." Alvaro huffed as he hit the mattress. Paulo watched the striker calmly as Alvaro puffed and panted, the Spaniard had been such an incredible top it was going to be a shame to leave him. Those sexy Iberian features were stunning and made better with his straight hair all ruffled from their romp. The Argentine rested a hand on top of Alvaro's head and stroked him tenderly. Alvaro looked back across at Paulo as he patted him and smiled. "Great ass dude." He murmured softly.
A minute went by in satisfied silence before a sharp buzz from Alvaro's phone caught the striker's attention. "Grrr." Alvaro grumbled as he stretched for his phone. "Shittt!" Alvaro hissed leaping to his feet a second later. "What's up?" Paulo asked, sitting up with a look of concern. "My wife's flight got cancelled!" Alvaro exclaimed, frantically jumping back into his clothes. "Oh no!" Paulo gasped. "Ok baby, I'm on my way, I just woke up." Alvaro lied in a voice note before tugging his t-shirt back over his head. Once his clothes were back on Alvaro grabbed the rest of his things then gave Paulo a quick kiss before tearing out of the door. "Ciao!" Alvaro called as he departed.
Paulo had stood helplessly as Alvaro jumped back into his clothes then waved him goodbye as he disappeared after a stolen kiss. The Argentine grinned, raising his arms behind his head then throwing himself back down to the mattress, Paulo re-lived his awesome afternoon. His battered hole felt beaten, and he loved it, if Alvaro survived the telling off he was sure to get from his wife he could certainly destroy Paulo again. The Argentine's smooth hole sealed in Alvaro's sweet spunk while he ran his fingers through the sticky mess drying across his abs.
Traffic slowed Alvaro's progress, but it wasn't too long before he made it to Torino Airport. As the striker had run down to the car he'd managed to flick through a few more messages and he knew awaiting him would be a very grumpy wife. The Spanish striker swung his car into the pickup point and hit dial. "Hey baby, I'm outside." "Ok." She replied flatly.
A minute later there she was again his beautiful wife with bags in hand and four children in tow. Alvaro hopped out of the car and opened a door then the trunk. "Babyyyyy. Give me that." He demanded, taking away her suitcase and loading it back into the trunk while she ushered their children inside the car. Loaded and ready, Alvaro hopped back into the driver's seat ready to be grilled on his whereabouts. "Oh my God baby, thank you, what a nightmare. And sorry for waking you, your shirt is on backwards." She laughed gratefully then leaned across to give her husband a peck on the cheek. "Of course, baby, I love you." Alvaro smiled back as he pulled away, using his concentration on the road to stop him from making eye contact. The guilt was impossible to hide but hadn't been rumbled yet and he wanted to keep it that way.
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