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I wondered if Rafael had told Ray about what happened when I was in hospital. In fact, I didn't care. I guessed he didn't say anything about it as it was not really ethical for a nurse to have sex with a patient and even less when the patient was hospitalized. I was not afraid if it came out as I had told Robin about it. What other people would think or say was none of my concern. The thing was that after telling Robin, he got like a bit jealous. Oh yes, he could understand the circumstances and that I was not aware of having a relationship at the time, but it still bothered him a little. To make sure it wouldn't happen again, Robin was even more active and creative on the subject of sex. It was common place that we both liked to watch some porn form time to time, just to spice up our sex life. We would then agree to not touch ourselves while watching such a movie and let our excitement grow and grow. A few times, when the movie was really good, it happened that we reached orgasm just by watching and imagining we were the stars of said movie. We even learned some tricks and positions we had never tried before.
Our imaginations were powerful and we tried too find places to have a quickie where the added danger was the possibility to be caught in the act. That happened in fitting rooms in clothe's shops or while I was driving. Robin would take my cock out and suck me dry. Only truckers, who were sitting higher than us, would see it. I would then drive at the same speed as the truck and give them a real show through the sunroof of the car. It also happened a few times when we were on the beach or walking in the woods. It was very exciting, but I really preferred it in the intimacy of our bedroom. We tried role-play and could live-up to it. One day, Robin even dressed up as a thug or a thief and we mimicked a rape-scene. It was unbelievable as he got into the role that much that he tied me up and fucked me real rough. We both enjoyed it very much.
Despite all that, we noticed that our lives were becoming a routine : working hard, getting home and eat and go to bed. We both agreed that routine was not a good thing at all. Robin was the one who came up with unexpected things to put some extra life in our daily routine. He could come up with theatre tickets or a concert at the most unexpected moments. With the damned Covid-thing, it was sometimes depressing to see that only half the seats were occupied. One time we went to a play that had received quite good critics, but that for us was a bit disappointing. We were the only ones in the row of seats and Robin had the splendid idea to get on his knees and gave me a fantastic blowjob.
On summer days we would often go for long walks in nature. We wold always walk hand in hand or with arms over the shoulders while the other held the waist. During one of these walks we discovered a little lake, rather a pond. The sun was high in the sky and the temperatures were high. The crystal clear water of that pond was calling to us, inviting us to enjoy some freshness on that hot day. We couldn't resist and got out of our clothes and dove in the fresh water. It was marvelous. After a very relaxing swim, we laid down in the grass on the edge, letting the sun dry us off. Being naked in nature got me horny. I leaned over Robin and kissed him. I already told you that kissing was our favorite activity and most often led to more. That day was no exception. Both our cocks were soon as erected as possible. We made extensive love on the edge of that pond, switching positions and pleasing the other to no end. The sun on our naked skins was making us sweat profusely and that helped, of course, our bodies to glide easily over each other.
It was when Robin who swiftly turned us over into a 69 position and he whispered to me that we had a spectator. I tried to discretely look over and indeed saw a man not that far away, who was standing there without moving. Sorry, I lied. Just one of his hands was going over and over his crotch. The sight of us making love must have excited him. He came closer, but fortunately didn't show any intention of joining us. The mere idea of having a witness woke-up an eagerness to give him a real show. From where he was standing, he was observing us and could probably see all the necessary details of this life porn-show. Robin paid particular attention to give that man full view of what we were doing. As he was on top of me in this 69, he pulled my legs wide open for that man to see my puckered hole. Robin spat on his fingers and started to introduce first one, then two and up to three fingers in my ass. That was the moment our witness was opening his trousers and take out a very hard cock and low hanging balls, stroking himself while watching us.
Robin flipped us over and was laying under me, asking me to straddle his hips. I knew what he wanted and that was for the stranger to see his cock disappear in my ass. I used a lot of spit on my ass and Robin's cock. As he had played with my ass, my muscles were quite relaxed and ready to welcome him in me. Teasingly slow, I lowered myself on Robin's tool. It was not only for the stranger's benefit, but also because that was the way Robin loved most when I sat on him. I knew that even if I bent down to kiss my lover, his cock would not leave my ass, but it would only be the cock-head that stayed inside, on the edge of my sphincter. Robin got to look over my shoulder and whispered in my ear that the stranger was furiously jacking off. I sat up again and started some good old up and down movement with my hips.
-Go on Al ! I love it when you're riding me like this and our stranger seems to like it to. My God ! He jacks off at furious speed... I'm sure he is going to shoot his load !
Robin was my eyes for what happened behind me. I was so eager to shoot my load on Robin's face. I clenched my ass-muscles around his shaft like I knew he loved. I was close and Robin as well. It was like we wanted to wait till the stranger climaxed. Although he was at a certain distance, Robin didn't have to tell me the stranger was ejaculating : I heard a loud guttural groan ! It was immediately followed by the spasms in Robin's cock, telling me he was filling my bowels. I milked his stiffness with my ass-muscles and finally ejaculated myself, covering Robin's face and chest with my juices. I collapsed on my lover, licking my juices from his face before sharing it in a passionate kiss. When I turned around I saw the stranger walking away. We dove in the fresh water again and rinsed off the remains of our lovemaking, before laying back in the sun to dry before we could dress again. We hadn't brought any towels.
That spot by the pond became a place we regularly visited, but never saw that stranger again. It had been a hot experience to know someone was watching us. We were not exhibitionists, but it spiced up our day. We even thought of finding other places where we could find witnesses while we were making love, without it being planned. It was more the excitement of the unexpected that we had loved at the edge of that little lake. It was not that we wanted to become pornstars ! Nonetheless, we talked about recording such moments for our own benefit, to watch later. Real, professional porn was somehow a bit too artificial and unnatural. What we were looking for was to have some recordings of lovemaking, not plain sex. I particularly wanted to have a recording of Robin and I kissing, deeply and passionately, where you could see that we really love each other. I guessed it was a question of buying a decent and high definition camera and a tripod.
Robin liked the idea. He started to surf the Web to find a decent camera, but also good tutorials about amateur filming. It even became a hobby for him, not only filming us, but filming quite a lot to things. He first tried filming with his iPhone and bit by bit he got better and better with it. He was not a professional film director, but the recordings he had, were really good. Soon enough we had all kind of recordings, going from family gatherings and more intimate ones that we kept to ourselves. To give me an idea of what his daily life at work was, he started to film the different airplanes he was working on, showing as well the inside as the outside of the plane.
One day Rudolf saw him filming the latest plane the company had purchased and wanted to see the results. When watching it, he asked Robin if he could edit a kind of movie, featuring all the planes owned by the company, to put them on their Website. That was the moment Robin had secretly been waiting for to purchase the high definition camera he had been dreaming of. He made new recordings of all the planes, waiting for the perfect weather as to have them on the tarmac in full sunshine and with a bright blue sky as background. The company owned several helicopters for inter-city transports and Robin was allowed to use them to film the planes while flying.
We had converted one of our spare rooms into a real studio and Robin passed so much time editing his work, that I started to feel abandoned. He worked hard for Rudolf and in his free time spent hours in that studio. I loved it that he had a hobby apart from his work, but once our life as a couple began to suffer the consequences, I had to tell him. He first came up with the lame excuse that it was something Rudolf had ordered. I could accept that but not if it deteriorated our life as a couple. He told me he was almost finished anyway, that it was a question of a few more days. I accepted his explanation but warned him I was not going to pick it to reach home and not even seeing him as he was behind his computer. My comment upset him. From the very first time since we were living together, we had always said we would not go to sleep if there was something pending or a problem that had to be talked about. For the very first time, he didn't stick to that rule. The result was that the next morning Robin got up in a bad mood and left for work, not saying a single word. Now I was upset. To top it all off, I had a very hard day at work and when I reached home, yes, I was in a bad mood. Robin's car was in the garage and that told me he was home. As usual I shouted my "Honey, I'm home" but didn't receive any answer.
It was also a kind of silent rule that the first one to come home, would start dinner. I looked at the kitchen and nothing was done. Is it necessary to say my mood got even worse ? I took a lasagna out of the freezer and put it in the microwave to defrost. My bad mood turned into pure anger. I called him to come and eat and he shouted a short "in a minute". There was no "Hello" nor "How was your day"... nothing. I waited for almost fifteen minutes and he still hadn't come out of the studio. I was fuming !
Ok... drastic actions asked for drastic reactions. How could I make him react or at least acknowledge my presence ? I took out a few candles and lit them. Then I went to the electricity board and switched off the power of the whole house ! In less than a second he came out of the studio.
-What happens ?
-Good evening Robin !
-What happened to the electricity ?
-Would you really mind to return my "good evening" greeting ?
My voice was as cold as ice.
-Oh shit ! You switched it off ?
-Yes, indeed, I did ! And now, please sit down and listen to me.
He suddenly realized I really meant it and sat down, pouting like a child that was admonished.
-I repeat : good evening Robin.
He said good evening through his teeth, showing clearly he was not happy at all with what was going on.
-That's a good start, I said. I am sorry to remind you this, but when we started to live together, there were a few rules and you have broken them, as well yesterday as today. You are almost locked up in the studio and don't even acknowledge me. Switching off the power maybe will make you see what I went through after the bomb attack at the airport...
I observed him carefully, looking for signs that what I was telling him was having an impact on him. He looked at me and his anger slowly faded away. I got his attention after all.
-I am proud of you Robin, for all you did in the past and even what you are doing in the present. I admire you that you dedicate your time to your new hobby and I am stunned with what you are realizing with camera and computer, but...
I held a little pause before going on.
-It is so frustrating for me to know you are home and don't even say good evening. It is as frustrating as when I woke up form the coma and didn't remember anything at all. It is frustrating that all this time the first one to come home starts dinner and that you overruled that. It is frustrating that I made a comment yesterday and that you went to sleep without resolving the problem, like we have always done in the past. It is frustrating that I call you to come to eat and that you don't move.
-But it is because what I do for Rudolf, and you know it !
-Can I remind you that Rudolf is your boss and that your contract with him NEVER included the making of a movie for him during your free time ? That is NOT mentioned in your contract. Rudolf is a great boss, but you are living here and not with Rudolf. You are living with me.
-Are you getting jealous again ?
-No, Robin !!! I am not jealous at all. I am frustrated that the person I love the most in this world is turning his back on me for a FUCKING VIDEO !
My anger suddenly hit him full force in the face and he stayed silent. I softened my voice a little.
-Listen Robin. It all started as a hobby, but it is now going out of hand. Your "hobby" prevents you to lead a normal life. I do agree that Rudolf was kind enough to let you start your job later than what he had foreseen, but it doesn't mean you owe him. After all, you started later, but he had to pay you later as well. He can wait a little longer for that video. Don't forget that you left the airline to be able to spend more time with me... but now you actually spend less time with me. If things go on like this, I will have to find elsewhere what I don't find at home !
The silent after that was deafening. Robin stood up and came to me, snuggling in my arms.
-I'm sorry Al !
-I would appreciate it that you look me in the eyes when you apologize.
He looked me straight in the eyes.
-I'm sorry Al ! I didn't realize it affected you so much. In fact, that video for Rudolf is finished since quite some time. Let me switch on the power again and let me show what I was working on. You will understand why I spend so much time in the studio.
-Let's eat first, the lasagna is getting cold.
We ate with candle light and to my delight, I found good old Robin back. If there was a quality he had, was that he could admit when he was wrong and immediately corrected his attitude. Our plates were empty, but he didn't show any hurry to go back to the studio. We talked and talked as if we had been separated for a long time, and in a certain way we had although living under the same roof. While I was cleaning up the kitchen a bit, he switched the power back on. He took me in his arms and softly and romantically kissed me. Once the dishwasher was on, he took me by the hand and led me to the studio. The computer had had time to start up after the power "failure". He asked me to sit in front of the computer screen.
-The footage you are about to see is not completely finished, but it will give you a general idea of what I was working on.
He then clicked on a file and the Quick Player started up. The first image I saw was a kind of title that said "Al and Robin" with the date of our first anniversary of being together. Only with the title I got emotional. Robin stood behind me with his hands on my shoulders. Then appeared several pictures of the both of us, softly flowing from one into the other with the music of Louis Armstrong's Wonderful World playing on the background. Then there were several snippets of videos where I saw the two of us kissing. It was so romantic. The next stage was of us making love although you couldn't see anything really sexual. Yes, we were naked but it wasn't vulgar at all. It was so beautiful. Other kissing scenes appeared, mixed with some static pictures. I had not a clue how he had made this and to me it looked a real professional work. I had tears rolling down my cheeks and I felt so guilty about my selfishness and cutting off the power. I realized Robin spent so many hours working on this video to show me how much he loved me. The video stopped abruptly and he couldn't help himself to say with some sarcasm in his voice that it was when the power went out.
My voice was stuck in my throat and I couldn't utter a word. Nobody had done anything close to that for me. I was overwhelmed with emotions. The chair I was sitting on was on wheels and he pulled it back and turned me away from the screen, looking me straight in the eyes. With a big smile on his face he opened his mouth.
-If you can find this elsewhere, I would advise you to go and look for it.
He then kissed me with undeniable passion and took me by the hand to drag me to our bedroom.
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