A weekend affair episode 11 & 12

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EPISODE 11😜😜😜😜
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Ricco opened his eyes to find Frankie on t©p
of him, k!ss!nghis n£¢k, wriggling her slender
b©dy. He bec@m£ ar-used, his throbbing shaft
poking her. “Hum, is there something you
want?” As if he didn’t know.
“Yes, I want you.” She smiled down at him. “I
want your big d!¢k in,side me, I want it h@rd
and fast. Can you manage that?” she asked,
her f!ngersc@r£ss!nghis che-st.
He rolled her over, climbing on t©p. “Oh baby,
I’ll give it to you so h@rd you won’t be able to
walk for hours, maybe days.”
gr-abbing her legs he put them over his
shoulders, using two f!ngershe stuck them
in,side her. ru-bbing and stroking, f!nger fv¢king
her till she cried out, she c@m£ all over his
hand. Then he entered her and moved slowly,
pu-lling out, then thrû-sting back in, filling her to
the very core. Moving fas-ter, pounding into her
h@rd and fast until she begged him to take her.
Removing her legs from his shoulders he
coll@psed on t©p of her, trying to catch his
breath. God he thought, this woman is going to
end up killing me. “How was that? Was it h@rd
and fast enough for you?”
She laid there, brea-sts heaving. How she loved
having him in,side her, filling her with his hvge
shaft. The plea-sure she felt was unbelievable,
it was true, the bigger, the better. “Yes Ricco,
that was exactly what I wanted.”
Taking her hand they headed to the shower, he
would have her again while they showered.
Pinning her hands up and facing the shower
wall he spre-ad her legs and entered her,
pounding h@rd and fast. Hearing Frankie m0@n
and call his name excited him, encouraging
him to keep going. “gr-abbing a fistful of her
long blond hair gently pu-ll-ed it back, k!ssing
her n£¢k.
“Christ baby, you’re so ti-ght and w€t, I could
fv¢k you all day.”
She turned around. “I love you so much,
Ricco.”
“I love you too baby.”
They dressed and went down to breakfast,
everyone was alre-ady there, waiting. One
glance at Frankie’s face and Bernardo knew
what took them so long. His fists clenched, he
had to find a way of getting rid of Ricco for a
couple of days.
Apparently, the others were thinking the same
thing.
“Ricco, there has been a snag in the sale of
the property we looked at, we must go back
for a couple of days and sort it out, just the
two of us,” Orfeo said.
“Father, I am not leaving my wife. You don’t
need me, handle it on your own,” Ricco said
with some irritation in his voice.
“plea-se Ricco, I need your help. I promise it
will be the last time. Frankie will be taken care
of.”
Frankie looked at Ricco, she didn’t want him to
go. But she knew she wouldn’t st©p him, his
family was starting to accept her. “You should
go, your father needs you.”
“Alright father, but this is the last time.”
The old man smiled and nodded his head. “It
will be.” He then looked at his daughter who
was concealing a sm-irk.
Ricco and Frankie were upstairs, packing. He
knew she was upset about him going and drew
her into his arms. “Why the long face?”
Resting her head on his shoulders. “I’m going
to miss you.”
“And I will miss you. When I return we’ll go out
to dinner and dancing, and I will make love to
you over and over.” He lifts her chin up so that
she had to look at him. “I will call you. Now
give me a k!ssto last me till I return.”
When Ricco and his father pu-ll-ed out of the
driveway a tear fell down her cheek. Feeling
hands on her shoulders looked behind her,
Bernardo was there.
“He’ll be back before you know it, Frankie. In
the meantime, I’ll take you out tonight. I know
this great little club.”
She moved from Bernardo’s t©uçh. He was
doing that a lot lately, and frankly, she didn’t
like it. “No, that’s OK. I’ll just stay in and
re-ad.”
“I won’t take no for an answer Frankie. Ricco
would want you to go out and have some fun.
I’m his brother, he would expect me to
entertain you while he’s away.”
That night they went to a club called Max’s
Nightclub. Bernardo was his charming self,
ma-king her laugh and buying her drinks. She
was starting to get a little ti-psy, he took her
onto the dance floor, holding her close.
“Bernardo, I’m feeling a little sick. I drank too
much, you better take me home.” She was h0t,
and her stomach felt queasy. In the cab, he
put his arm around her and she dozed off. He
took that opportunity to lightly brush his hand
over her brea-sts. Feeling how firm they were
he got excited so lifting her face up placed his
li-ps on hers.
Her eyes fluttered open and she pushed him
away. “What the hell are you doing?”
“He was very apologetic. “plea-se forgive me,
Frankie, I got carried away.”
She was fuming and glaring at him snapped,
“I’m your brother’s wife. How do you think he’s
going to react when he finds out?”
“You can’t tell him, Frankie. I give you my word
it will never happen again.”
“Well, OK, make sure it doesn’t.” She figured
he was sorry, and he did promise it wouldn’t
happen again.
Once home she went right to be-d, her head
was spinning and she needed to l@ydown. The
phone by the be-d rang and when she heard
Ricco’s voice she started sobbing. “Oh Ricco, I
miss you so much. I wish you were here next
to me.”
“Don’t cry baby, I’ll be home soon. Now tell
me, are you n-ked?”
“Ricco, st©p.”
“Come on, humour me. Close your eyes, are
they closed?”
“Yes,” she giggled. “Are you having phone S-x
with me?”
“I am, now picture my hands c@r£ss!ngyour
brea-sts, moving lower, between your th!ghs.
Are you tou-ching yourself, baby?”
“Yes,” she m0@n ed when her hand moved
between her legs, ru-bbing her pvzzy.
“That’s it, now start ru-bbing fas-ter, pretend it is
me in,side you, move fas-ter, in and out.” He
heard her m0@n ing, calling his name. God how
he wished he was with her. Hearing Frankie
plea-sure herself was getting him h@rd. He
heard her breathing slowing down and knew
she was done.
“Feel better?” he asked.
“God Ricco, I’ve never done that before. I prefer
it was you and I feel a little silly.”
They talked for a while and she told him that
Bernardo took her to dinner and to a club. He
listened, not liking what he was hearing.
“Did he now? Be careful around him Frankie, if
he tries anything with you I will kill him.”
“He’s your brother Ricco, and you know you
can trust me. I love you and I don’t want
anyone else so don’t worry.”
“I do trust you, baby. Now get some sleep and
I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
Frankie’s head was pounding in the morning
when she went down to breakfast. Adriana
informed her that they would be going sailing
later that day. She swallowed h@rd, she feared
boats and the water and that was because she
couldn’t swim. But they were being so kind to
her she didn’t want to offend them, so she
agreed.

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EPISODE 12😜😜😜😜
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God, it was so h0t when they headed out
sailing, Frankie was glad she wore shorts. At
the last minute, Adriana and her husband
bowed out ma-king up some lame excuse.
Frankie was starting to get suspicious. It was
just her and Bernardo on the boat, though he
did seem quite knowledgeable in the art of
sailing. So they set off, a packed lunch and a
bottle of wine was supplied by the kitchen
staff.
She sat back while he steered, offering to let
her have a go at it, she declined.
“Come on Frankie, don’t be afraid, I’ll be right
behind you.” He wouldn’t take no for an answer
as he took her hand, pu-lling her up. Standing
behind her, arms around her he held her hands
on the steering wheel.
She couldn’t help feeling a little excited, found
it to be fun after all. After awhile she started
feeling uncomfortable. He was standing too
close and she was sure he was smelling her
hair. pu-lling away she said she’d had enough
and let him take over.
Eventually, he st©pped and suggested they eat
lunch.
“So Frankie, are you enjoying yourself?”
She looked up at the sky and saw that it was
clouding over. “This is nice, but I think we
should go back now, it’s getting late and I
think there is a storm coming.”
“No, it’s ok, we’ve got plenty of time before it
hits.” He moved closer to her, putting his hand
on her ba-re leg.”
“Don’t,” she said, moving his hand away.
Instead, he moved closer, trailing his f!ngers
lightly up her leg. “Come on Frankie, Ricco’s
away, he’ll never have to know.”
Before she could react he pushed her down,
his hand moved further up her legs and he put
hisl-ips on her n£¢k.
Frankie scre-med, trying to push him off.
“St©p, get off me.”
Bernardo ignored her cries, forcing her legs
open went to put his hand between them, but
she managed to kick him where it hurt. Getting
off he gr@bb£d himself, gro-an ing in pain. She
moved, scrambling to the far side of the boat.
“bit-ch,” he cursed.
“Take me home, now Bernardo,” she scre-med.
“You haven’t been fv¢ked all day, I know you
want it. I’m just as good as Ricco, maybe
better.”
“I’m your brother’s wife, how could you do
this?”
“I thought you wanted it, why else would you
be spending so much time alone with me? I
thought you liked me and wanted me.” He
pretended to be sorry, giving her a sad look.
Frankie started to cry. “I don’t want it from you.
I’m spending time with you because that’s what
you and Adriana planned, and she was meant
to be with us. I love Ricco and would never
cheat on him.”
“I’m so sorry Frankie.” He gave her a long look
before speaking. “You really do love him, don’t
you?”
She looked up at him throu-gh her tears. “Yes, I
do, with all my heart.”
Just then a cl@p of thun-der roared, ma-king her
jump. During the struggle, they hadn’t noticed
the storm swiftly approaching. The wind
picked up, rocking the boat, the rain c@m£
pouring down, soaking them both within
minutes.
“Bernardo, we’ve got to get to shore.” She
looked around, her fear reaching a new height
as the storm shook the boat. “Where are the
life jackets?” she yelled over the thun-der.
“I didn’t bring any,” he yelled back at her as he
tried starting the boat, but it wouldn’t start and
he cursed. “$h!t, I think it’s out of g@s.”
Frankie sunk dee-per down into the boat.
Frightened to death, thinking she was going to
die, and would never see Ricco again. She felt
Bernardo’s arms going around her, not in a
S-xual way, but in a way meant to comfort her.
“It’s going to be OK, we’ll just wait out the
storm. And they know we’re out here, they’ll
s£nd help. I’m sorry about earlier Frankie, I
thought you wanted me as much as I wanted
you. Let’s not tell Ricco about this, it would
only cause fights.”
She gave him an angry look, was he crazy, he
tried to f0rç£ himself on her. But he was right,
it would cause a lot of problems. “If you try
anything like this again I will tell him.”
“I swear it will never happen again,” he said,
sm-irking.
It was really late, the rain had st©pped, but the
thun-der still roared. She sp©tted a light
flashing and pointed. “Bernardo, look, over
there, a light.”
He jumped up and used a flashlight, turning it
on and off. It worked, they had been sp©tted
and the boat got closer to them.
Over the roar of thun-der, Frankie thought she
heard Ricco calling her. But that couldn’t be, he
wasn’t due home until tomorrow. Then she
heard it again and stood up, hanging onto the
boat. “Ricco, Ricco,” she scre-med out.
As soon as the other boat pu-ll-ed up Ricco
jumped over, seeing Frankie pu-ll-ed her into his
arms. “Oh God Frankie, thank god you’re all
right.” He then k!$$£d her, holding her ti-ght he
turned angrily toward Bernardo.
“What the hell were you thinking taking her out
in this weather?”
“Damn Ricco, it wasn’t storming when we c@m£
out.”
“She can’t swim you fool, and where the hell
are the life jackets? He turned back to her, she
was w€t and shivering. “Got to get you home
before you catch your death of cold.”
The sailboat was tied to the rescue boat and
towed to shore. “Ricco I was so scared, I’m
glad you’re here.” She pressed closer to him,
feeling the warmth of his b©dy throu-gh their
w€t clothing.
When they finally got home he took Frankie
right upstairs, she was shivering and needed a
shower to get warm.
Getting in Ricco turned on the warm water, his
arms around her holding her for a minute, then
he bent down and k!$$£d her.
She m0@n ed when she felt his hand move
between her legs, and he rubbe-d her womanly
folds, his f!nger moving in,side she bec@m£
w€t. Her core throbbing, he had lit the fire
within her and she felt how h@rd he was. His
mouth went to her brea-sts and he began
su-cking, nipping on the n!ppl!s, ma-king her
m0@n louder.
Ricco was so turned on, his h@rd shaft
throbbing against Frankie. He couldn’t wait, he
had to have her now. Lifting her one leg held it
up as he rammed himself in,side her, she
scre-med from the sudden impact.
Pinning her up against the wall he kept
thrû-sting fas-ter and h@rder in,side her. “I’ve
missed you, baby, tell me how h@rd you want
it.”
Her breathing ragged, her b©dy on fire she
m0@n ed. “I want it h@rd Ricco, real h@rd and
fast.”
This turned him on even more than he was, so
he pounded h@rder into her. Her back being
slammed into the wall, but she felt no pain,
only plea-sure.
Meanwhile, downstairs tempers were flaring as
the three argued.
“You fool,” Adriana cursed at Bernardo. “If you
couldn’t fv¢k her then why didn’t you push her
overboard? It would have been perfect since
she can’t swim.”
“Shut the hell up. If you want to be mad at
someone, then be mad at our father,” Bernardo
snapped.
“Why me?” the father asked, giving both his
children dirty looks.
“I thought you weren’t coming back until
tomorrow, I could have had all night to make
things happen.”
Adriana shouted at the two to shut up. “Do I
have to do everything myself around here, I’ll
take care of the ski-ny bit-ch myself.”
“And what will you do daughter?”
Adriana laughed and pu-ll-ed out a bag of
peanuts. “There are so many things you can
make with peanuts, and not know they’re in it.”

*TO BE CONTINUED*