Epilogue

Epilogue

Ten Years Later…

Anya

I’m giddy with excitement.Today’s our ten - year anniversary. I feel like a little kid on Christmas morning. I’ve been working on this surprise for weeks. It’s hard to keep secrets from Sasha. He watches and tracks everything, so I’ve had to be sneaky. I’m sure he suspects something, but as far as I know, he hasn’t found anythingout.

I have a whole day planned while the kids are in school today. Sasha dropped them off a little while ago and now he’s in his office wrapping some things up. We have a good seven hours all to ourselves. The surprise is planned for this morning, then the rest of the day will be spent inbed.

When the kids come home from tutoring we’ll celebrate with them, too. They requested dinner sometime in the pool, and we agreed. Sasha is always the one to make our plans, and he does it every year. But this year, with a little pouting, I was able to be the one in charge.

I dig to the back of my closet and find a skirt I’d been saving. It’s bright pink and pleated, and I skip the panties. I grab the little tee I had made online that is one size too small and pull it over my head, not bothering with a bra. It’s white and reads Wifey for Lifey across the chest. I slip on knee socks before sliding into some plain white sneakers. It might take some work to get out the door with him with me dressed like this, but he’ll let me have my way. Eventually.

Walking back into the bathroom I give myself one last look, fluffing my hair. I put on some cherry lip gloss and decide that’s all I need before making my way downstairs.

I burst into Sasha office, and he turns in his chair, knowing immediately what I’m going to do. I jump into his lap, rubbing my ass against his cock. His hand goes to my ass, feeling my bare cheek, and he squeezesit.

Before I can do anything, he’s got his mouth on mine, his tongue pushing past my lips, taking me in a deep kiss. That’s when I know I nailed the outfit. I don’t get to dress like this much anymore, so when I can, I go all out. I try to tone it down in front of our three little boys. But when the kids are away, Sasha is mydaddy.

He dips his hand under my skirt and cups my sex. His middle finger slips past my lips and he smiles atme.

“Angel. You’re not leaving the house in this,” he says disapprovingly. I lean back, looking into his dark eyes. Time has been good to him. I think he’s even more handsome than the day I first saw him. I love the small amount of gray coming in at his temples, and that over the years of being together, small laugh lines have formed on hisface.

“You don’t like my shirt?” I moan, leaning back to give him a better view of it. His other hand comes up and traces around my nipples, which are visibly poking out against the fabric. They’re hard and tight, and I see him lick his lips as his middle finger slowly moves in and out ofme.

“Da.”

He leans forward, taking one in his mouth through the material of the shirt, sucking and biting it. I wiggle my ass on his hard cock, and I hear the sound of my sex wetting as his finger continues to move insideme.

“You must change, angel.”

I shake my head. It’s not happening.

He lets out a grunt. “Then I hope the plans you have made for us involve us remaininghome.”

“Wrong again.” I smile, and his hand stills.

He lifts me so I’m straddling his lap, and spreads my thighs wide. He pushes two fingers inside me, and I moan, ridingthem.

“Cum on my fingers so I can lick it off,” hesays.

He curls them inside me, rubbing the spot I love so much. With only a few expert strokes, he gets me off. I cum, but it’s not enough. It was too fast, and my nipples are still aching.

He slowly takes his fingers from my heat and brings them to his mouth, savoring my cream.

“We need to go.” I try to force out a stern tone, but my words come out as a moan. You would think it’s been months since he’s had me, not just this morning. He woke me up with his mouth between my legs and a hard fucking right after. But with the way we’re acting right now, we seem deprived. “We have plans, we have to get going.” He nods and releases me. I stand from his lap, and he smooths my skirt down, making sure it’s in place. Then he grazes his knuckles over my nipples, and it zings all the way to my pussy. Sasha has a way of controlling my body with one simple touch.

He stays seated as he leans his head forward on my stomach. I rub my hands through his hair as his arms wrap around my waist. He’s become such a cuddler in the past ten years.

“Thank you, angel,” he says against me. “You made mylife.”

My eyes begin to water. I knew before me his life was hard. He did dark things, but since the two of us finally came together, it’s all been heaven. Since we left my father’s house and I became his, he’s found a softness inside that I wasn’t sure existed. He’s truly become the man of my dreams and given me everything my heart has desired. Including hislove.

“You made mine, too,” I respond. He grips me tighter, and I keep running my hands through his hair. We stay like that for a few moments, until he finally leans back to look atme.

“All right, let’s see what kind of trouble you’re going to get yourself in.” He stands, but when he does he lifts me, throwing me over his shoulder and smacking my bare ass. He strides through the house and to the car, placing me inside then buckling mein.

He goes around to his side and gets in, then we take off. I give him the address, and he grunts in response as he drives.

“Skirt up, legs open. You know I like aview.”

One hand comes to rest on my thigh as I do what he says. He doesn’t go any higher, just rubs my thigh back and forth, and it’s driving me crazy. He’s doing it on purpose, but from the strain of the outline of his cock, I think we’re both in the samepain.

“Daddy?” I ask, my breathing picking up. Maybe I should have asked him for more in his office. Had him fuck me once more before weleft.

“Da, my sweet angel?”

“Please?”

He glances over at me for a second, then back at the road. “We are here,” he says reminding me of what we’re doing. I’d forgotten on the short drive, that’s how lost I am for him. I had them set up close to the house, so when I look out the car window, I see them and start to bounce in myseat.

I look over at Sasha, who doesn’t look so happy. His face is hard and he’s glaring out the window.

“Nyet,” he says, and the word is final.

* * *

Sasha

“My angel is too important to me,” I say, and look at the disappointment on Anya’sface.

The two men who have set up the hot - air balloon are over by the truck, waiting for my instructions. They took their fill of my wife as she bounded from the car, breasts bouncing, hints of her pussy being shown from beneath her skirt.

One of the men is young, and I see now that he tries to hide his erection from me. From my angel. I do not like anyone looking at what is mine, but there is no way to prevent this while I am trying to explain to her that this is unsafe.

“It’s safe. They tie it off and only let us go up a few feet,” she pleads, her eyes beggingme.

“I will not allow it. The risk is too great. What would our children do without a mother and father? Nyet.”

“I thought you would like it,” she pouts, her little lip poking forward.

“I love you too much, my angel. With your safety, I will not broker a deal.” I look over at the hot - air balloon and then back at her. “I will allow you to stand inside the basket, if that will give you pleasure.”

She looks over at it and shrugs, but I can see that it is some compromise.

“Will you come inside it with me?” She looks back at me, and I nod. I can only deny her so much in one afternoon.

She reaches up, wrapping her arms around my neck, and I place my hands on her bare ass. I look over the top of her head to the men behind her who are trying not to get caught looking. But how could a male not want my wife? She is perfection.

I walk her over to the basket and open the door. She steps inside and looks up at the balloon.

“Are you happy now?” Iask.

“I guess. I wanted to go up in it. It’s supposed to be a thrill.”

I step towards her, pressing her against the side of the basket. “Would it give you the thrill you want to be fucked inhere?”

She looks back over her shoulder to see if the men are watching before she looks at me. She nods slightly as she takes one step to the side, spreading her legs forme.

“The side is high enough that I could fuck you right here and no one would see.” I grip the edge of her skirt and lift it up to her waist. “Would you be quiet, angel?”

She bites her lip and shakes her head as she tries to hold back a smile.

“As I suspected,” I say, reaching down and unzipping my pants. “You two! Get in the truck,” I yell to the men, and watch as they climb into the cab, facing away fromus.

I pull my cock out and see the hungry look in her eyes. “All for me?” she asks, licking herlips.

“I’ll wash your mouth out with cum later. For now, climb on mycock.”

I grip her hips and lift her a little as I bend my knees and slide into her tight pussy. Her hot cunt sucks me in tight and squeezes everyinch.

“Those men in the truck are trying to watch me fuck you,” I say, moving in and out of her wetness.

She leans up and presses her lips to my ear. “I told them I was your daughter. That this was my birthday present toyou.”

My cock grows bigger with her words, and I fuck her harder. “Why do you love getting into trouble?” I ask, gripping her thighs and hammering into hernow.

She leans back, pulling her shirt up, exposing her tight nipples for my mouth. I fall on them, sucking one, then the other. I feel her pussy tighten, and I know she wants to release just as badly as Ido.

“Because it gets you so hard,” she moans, squeezing me tighter.

I let go of her nipple with a pop, then pull her chest against mine as my lips move to her ear. “It’s okay, angel. Let them think what they want. They’re trying to sneak looks at you, and they’re wondering if they get to fuck you after I’m finished. They don’t care if I’m your daddy, they just want a turn.” I bite her earlobe and kiss it. “But you know they won’t. Because you belong to me. I’m your daddy forever, because I took what was mine. You’re forever my reward, littleAnya.”

“Yes,” she breathes, right before shecums.

Her pussy covers my cock as her body gives in to what I demand. Her orgasm is loud, but I press her mouth to my chest as I thrust inside her one last time and finish. My own release pulls from every inch of my body and flows into her. It’s hard and deep, but it’s what she wanted.

“Happy anniversary,” she mumbles against my chest and then giggles.

“To one hundred more, my love,” I say, before placing a kiss on herlips.

THEEND