Perfect 10.0 (Part 15)
This is the last part, put thirteen years after part 14. I just wrote this quick, because I felt like I needed to end this story.
Here we go readers, the last part on my story. I don't know if I have any original readers, but I welcome new ones :)
Thirteen years later
**Isabel's POV**
I look up from my book when I hear the front door open. Adulio walks in, looking like he usually does after work; tired, disheveled, but happy. He’s taken over most of my father’s gym, teaching the team and pre team boys, along with the Mommy and Me classes that I also teach.
"Hey, Mamacita, look who I’ve brought home!" He stands aside so that his handsome best friend can walk in.
"Lucio!" Adulio and Lucio have been best friends since high school, but they rarely get to see each other now. "¿Cómo estás?" I try to keep my voice down so I don’t wake the kids, but I know that the effort is most likely in vain.
He walks over to me and grabs me in a hug that only Lucio can give. I embrace him back and wink at Adulio over Lucio’s shoulder. "Can I see my husband?" I ask, giggling, when Lucio refuses to let me go.
"That chico?" He jabs a thumb over his shoulder, "You wanna see him? Well…that’s your choice." He lets me go with a smile and I walk to Adulio, my eyes pleading for a kiss.
Adulio reads me like a book and he takes me up in his arms. I feel the day’s tension roll out of me as his hands press flat against the small of my back and he bends his head down, and I can feel my face light up. I don’t understand how he has the same effect on me as he did in high school, but it’s true.
Right before our lips meet, he whispers the three words that have kept us together through all these years.
"I love you."
I whisper it back at him and then he kisses me, long and deep. He kisses me like we haven’t seen each other in years, and as if we didn’t have an audience. Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, we both hear the pitter-patter of two sets of feet running down the hallway. Both of us sigh, and I start to pull away but Adulio keeps me there. "Amigo," he says and Lucio sets off down the hall calling to us, "You guys owe me one!"
We hear the children squeal with delight when they see their "uncle." My thoughts are pulled back to Adulio as his hands find my butt and his mouth, my lips. We make use of the five minutes that we have alone. Lucio will only be able to keep them away for so long, but even one minute seems like a gift from above for us.
Adulio moans and voices my thoughts from before, "How do you still make me feel like this, mi amor?"
"Yo no sé. But I’m not complaining, maybe it’s because I love you." With one kiss on my forehead from him, I turn around and go to get the kids. But when I look, they were standing in the doorway to the kitchen, their mouths agape. Lucio was standing behind them with a guilty smile on his face.
"Lo siento Isabel. They wanted to see their daddy, and I couldn’t stand their puppy dog eyes." I just shake my head, because, what can I do? They already know that their mommy and daddy love each other. Adulio breaks the silence by calling out to his kids.
"Rosa, Miguel, come here hijos. Come say hi to daddy." His whole entire demeanor softens as he collects his kids in his arms and gives them both hugs. They really do love him, and I feel blessed for them that they have such a good father. I smile over Adulio, who is on the floor play wrestling with the little ones, at Lucio. He smiles back, walks over to me, and puts his arm over my shoulders.
"How are things?" He asks me.
"They’re getting better. With Adulio working more and me teaching some classes too, we’ve been getting on pretty well."
"What do you do for child care? The kids aren’t going to preschool yet, are they?"
"No usually Lucy and Nick take them while I’m at work, or they come with me. It’s great having Lucy though, she’s a blessing." I’ve met Nick plenty of times now, and I’ve learned that he’s a great guy. "What about you? Do you and Gracie still talk?" I had tried to set them up, but Gracie never really talks to me anymore so I don’t know how things have worked out.
"Nah, not really. We dated for awhile, but she’s just not my type, you know? Way too clingy for this muchacho." Grace always had been a little bit clingy with her boys. Guess she hadn’t changed all that much. "But you and mi hermano, you two are still going strong? He still makin’ you feel all hot inside?"
I slap his arm and feel my face heat up. Spending most of my time in the gym or with my kids, I don’t hear this kind of talk a lot anymore. "Yes," I say, never-the-less, "yes, he still does make me feel like that." Not that we get to act upon the way he makes me feel...
"Well I have a surprise for you two," he says raising his voice so that Adulio can hear him. "If you two want, I can take the little devils for the rest of this week. I’m here until Friday, and I’m gonna be staying at your papá’s hotel. I figured grandpa would like to see his grandchildren, and I know that you two would like some time alone. So…what do you say?"
Just as I was about to say thanks, but no, I couldn’t put the kids on him for that long, Adulio speaks up and says, "Hell yeah bro, muchas gracias Lucio, let me go pack their bags." As he runs off to most likely throw some miss matched clothes into a trash bag, I gave an exasperated sigh and go to help him.
Just as I suspected, the twins’ room was torn apart and Adulio was going crazy. "Mi amor, calm down please. Let me do it, it’ll take less time." He silently handed me the bag and walked out of the room smacking my ass as walked by. I rolled my eyes at the empty room, grinning at my stupid husband. I can only imagine what he has planned for the upcoming days. I count the days in my head, if it’s Sunday now, we have a full five days with no kids. Sure, we’ll miss them, but we won’t miss the random wake ups in the night, the constant crying, fighting, falling. We’re still gonna have to work, but without the kids, we can go home and relax. I get all tingly just thinking about it.
With enough clothes packed for the both of them, along with diapers and whatever else they might need, I take the bag back to Lucio who I find waiting inside an empty kitchen.
"They’re out in the car already," he says to me. All I can do is laugh.
"I don’t know how to thank you, this is the best thing anyone could do for us."
"Yeah, I know. But it’s okay, because if anyone deserves this, you do. Now, I want you to make my man feel good tonight, ya hear?"
"Loud and clear, sir!" I salute to him, like a good little soldier. "Now let me say goodbye to my kids."
After I got back inside, Adulio was waiting for me in the kitchen, shirtless. Warmth bloomed in between my legs, showing me just how much I missed this side of our relationship.
"Come here Isabella." His voice was thick with passion and it looked like he was barely containing himself. Before we had kids, he had shown me a different part of myself that I didn’t know I had. I like to be in control, and that’s what I’m planning on doing tonight.
I walk slowly up to him, but stop when he tries to walk to me. I shake my head slowly, showing him that I was in control tonight. He tries to relax his body, knowing that I’m planning on making him work tonight, but he’s so excited that he can’t.
"Por favor, por favor, por favor," Is all that he can say as he grips the counter, trying to behave. His body is trembling, turning me on even more. I cross the final distance to him and put my arms around his neck. His hands automatically go around my waist but I take them away, making him groan. "Please let me hold you," he begs me.
"No," I whisper against his lips, smiling. As soon as my lips touch his, he takes over, kissing me hungrily. I have to fight to regain control, because boy does he not want to give it up. Once I pull away from him though, he gets the message.
"Lo siento mi amante." He puts his hands behind his head and moves his hips seductively, challenging me. I just shake my head and hold out my hand leading him into our room.
**Adulio's POV**
I take her hand, and then tackle her into our bed. But this girl, damn her, won’t let me have my way. She takes her time with me, making me beg for it. It only takes minutes for her to make me feel like I’m about to explode, but she drags it out for hours, until she knows that I can’t take it anymore. I swear she is the best thing that has ever happened to me. It’s obvious that what we felt in high school is still here, only stronger.
I love her.
I love my kids.
I am extremely happy to be able to say that with this beautiful woman, and my two beautiful children, my life is complete. Every fight, every angry word, every tear, it was all worth it in the end.
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There you go, short and sweet. It feels good to finish this story, I really liked the way it turned out. I know that most people's lives don't end up like this, but I really hope that mine does, and that yours does too.
Thirteen years later
**Isabel's POV**
I look up from my book when I hear the front door open. Adulio walks in, looking like he usually does after work; tired, disheveled, but happy. He’s taken over most of my father’s gym, teaching the team and pre team boys, along with the Mommy and Me classes that I also teach.
"Hey, Mamacita, look who I’ve brought home!" He stands aside so that his handsome best friend can walk in.
"Lucio!" Adulio and Lucio have been best friends since high school, but they rarely get to see each other now. "¿Cómo estás?" I try to keep my voice down so I don’t wake the kids, but I know that the effort is most likely in vain.
He walks over to me and grabs me in a hug that only Lucio can give. I embrace him back and wink at Adulio over Lucio’s shoulder. "Can I see my husband?" I ask, giggling, when Lucio refuses to let me go.
"That chico?" He jabs a thumb over his shoulder, "You wanna see him? Well…that’s your choice." He lets me go with a smile and I walk to Adulio, my eyes pleading for a kiss.
Adulio reads me like a book and he takes me up in his arms. I feel the day’s tension roll out of me as his hands press flat against the small of my back and he bends his head down, and I can feel my face light up. I don’t understand how he has the same effect on me as he did in high school, but it’s true.
Right before our lips meet, he whispers the three words that have kept us together through all these years.
"I love you."
I whisper it back at him and then he kisses me, long and deep. He kisses me like we haven’t seen each other in years, and as if we didn’t have an audience. Just as he was about to deepen the kiss, we both hear the pitter-patter of two sets of feet running down the hallway. Both of us sigh, and I start to pull away but Adulio keeps me there. "Amigo," he says and Lucio sets off down the hall calling to us, "You guys owe me one!"
We hear the children squeal with delight when they see their "uncle." My thoughts are pulled back to Adulio as his hands find my butt and his mouth, my lips. We make use of the five minutes that we have alone. Lucio will only be able to keep them away for so long, but even one minute seems like a gift from above for us.
Adulio moans and voices my thoughts from before, "How do you still make me feel like this, mi amor?"
"Yo no sé. But I’m not complaining, maybe it’s because I love you." With one kiss on my forehead from him, I turn around and go to get the kids. But when I look, they were standing in the doorway to the kitchen, their mouths agape. Lucio was standing behind them with a guilty smile on his face.
"Lo siento Isabel. They wanted to see their daddy, and I couldn’t stand their puppy dog eyes." I just shake my head, because, what can I do? They already know that their mommy and daddy love each other. Adulio breaks the silence by calling out to his kids.
"Rosa, Miguel, come here hijos. Come say hi to daddy." His whole entire demeanor softens as he collects his kids in his arms and gives them both hugs. They really do love him, and I feel blessed for them that they have such a good father. I smile over Adulio, who is on the floor play wrestling with the little ones, at Lucio. He smiles back, walks over to me, and puts his arm over my shoulders.
"How are things?" He asks me.
"They’re getting better. With Adulio working more and me teaching some classes too, we’ve been getting on pretty well."
"What do you do for child care? The kids aren’t going to preschool yet, are they?"
"No usually Lucy and Nick take them while I’m at work, or they come with me. It’s great having Lucy though, she’s a blessing." I’ve met Nick plenty of times now, and I’ve learned that he’s a great guy. "What about you? Do you and Gracie still talk?" I had tried to set them up, but Gracie never really talks to me anymore so I don’t know how things have worked out.
"Nah, not really. We dated for awhile, but she’s just not my type, you know? Way too clingy for this muchacho." Grace always had been a little bit clingy with her boys. Guess she hadn’t changed all that much. "But you and mi hermano, you two are still going strong? He still makin’ you feel all hot inside?"
I slap his arm and feel my face heat up. Spending most of my time in the gym or with my kids, I don’t hear this kind of talk a lot anymore. "Yes," I say, never-the-less, "yes, he still does make me feel like that." Not that we get to act upon the way he makes me feel...
"Well I have a surprise for you two," he says raising his voice so that Adulio can hear him. "If you two want, I can take the little devils for the rest of this week. I’m here until Friday, and I’m gonna be staying at your papá’s hotel. I figured grandpa would like to see his grandchildren, and I know that you two would like some time alone. So…what do you say?"
Just as I was about to say thanks, but no, I couldn’t put the kids on him for that long, Adulio speaks up and says, "Hell yeah bro, muchas gracias Lucio, let me go pack their bags." As he runs off to most likely throw some miss matched clothes into a trash bag, I gave an exasperated sigh and go to help him.
Just as I suspected, the twins’ room was torn apart and Adulio was going crazy. "Mi amor, calm down please. Let me do it, it’ll take less time." He silently handed me the bag and walked out of the room smacking my ass as walked by. I rolled my eyes at the empty room, grinning at my stupid husband. I can only imagine what he has planned for the upcoming days. I count the days in my head, if it’s Sunday now, we have a full five days with no kids. Sure, we’ll miss them, but we won’t miss the random wake ups in the night, the constant crying, fighting, falling. We’re still gonna have to work, but without the kids, we can go home and relax. I get all tingly just thinking about it.
With enough clothes packed for the both of them, along with diapers and whatever else they might need, I take the bag back to Lucio who I find waiting inside an empty kitchen.
"They’re out in the car already," he says to me. All I can do is laugh.
"I don’t know how to thank you, this is the best thing anyone could do for us."
"Yeah, I know. But it’s okay, because if anyone deserves this, you do. Now, I want you to make my man feel good tonight, ya hear?"
"Loud and clear, sir!" I salute to him, like a good little soldier. "Now let me say goodbye to my kids."
After I got back inside, Adulio was waiting for me in the kitchen, shirtless. Warmth bloomed in between my legs, showing me just how much I missed this side of our relationship.
"Come here Isabella." His voice was thick with passion and it looked like he was barely containing himself. Before we had kids, he had shown me a different part of myself that I didn’t know I had. I like to be in control, and that’s what I’m planning on doing tonight.
I walk slowly up to him, but stop when he tries to walk to me. I shake my head slowly, showing him that I was in control tonight. He tries to relax his body, knowing that I’m planning on making him work tonight, but he’s so excited that he can’t.
"Por favor, por favor, por favor," Is all that he can say as he grips the counter, trying to behave. His body is trembling, turning me on even more. I cross the final distance to him and put my arms around his neck. His hands automatically go around my waist but I take them away, making him groan. "Please let me hold you," he begs me.
"No," I whisper against his lips, smiling. As soon as my lips touch his, he takes over, kissing me hungrily. I have to fight to regain control, because boy does he not want to give it up. Once I pull away from him though, he gets the message.
"Lo siento mi amante." He puts his hands behind his head and moves his hips seductively, challenging me. I just shake my head and hold out my hand leading him into our room.
**Adulio's POV**
I take her hand, and then tackle her into our bed. But this girl, damn her, won’t let me have my way. She takes her time with me, making me beg for it. It only takes minutes for her to make me feel like I’m about to explode, but she drags it out for hours, until she knows that I can’t take it anymore. I swear she is the best thing that has ever happened to me. It’s obvious that what we felt in high school is still here, only stronger.
I love her.
I love my kids.
I am extremely happy to be able to say that with this beautiful woman, and my two beautiful children, my life is complete. Every fight, every angry word, every tear, it was all worth it in the end.
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There you go, short and sweet. It feels good to finish this story, I really liked the way it turned out. I know that most people's lives don't end up like this, but I really hope that mine does, and that yours does too.
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