A weekend affair episode 9 & 10

🙈A WEEKEND AFFAIR🙈🙈
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EPISODE 09😜😜😜😜
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“Oh Ricco, do you really love me?” Tears rolled
down her cheek. She wasn’t sure when it was
that she fell in love him, all she knew was this
man had become her life.
“Frankie, I love you with all my heart. You
excite and thrill me like no other.” He moved
his mouth down her b©dy, st©pping to ni-bble
on her brea-st, a hand moved lower, feeling the
w€tness between her legs and he gro-an ed.
“You are re-ady for me once again.”
Lowering himself in,side her he could feel how
her muscles clenched around his shaft,
squee-zing, ma-king him m0@n in plea-sure. “Oh
yes baby, that feels good.”
Ricco moved fast in,side her, ma-king her
scre-m as she wra-pped her legs around his
w@!st. He laid on t©p of her, exhausted,
k!ss!ngher n£¢k.
Frankie m0@n ed, moving her head from side to
side, a smile on her face. Then she opened
her eyes and stiffening she cried out, “Oh my
God Ricco, someone is in here.”
Lifting his head he looked towards the door
and saw his brother. “Get the fv¢k out of here
Bernardo,” he yelled and covered Frankie with
his b©dy the best he could.
“Father s£nt me to tell you dinner will be
served at seven sharp.” Turning he then left the
room.
Looking down at Frankie and seeing how
distraught she was, got off her. “Baby I’m so
sorry about that.”
She was appalled, she saw Bernardo leaning
against the door, hands in his pockets,
watching them.”Ricco, he watched us make
love.” She began to sob.
“No, I’m sure he had just gotten here, he saw
nothing.”
“He saw me n-ked.”
“I will talk to him and find out how long he
was here, I promise it will never happen again.
Now we better get dressed for dinner.”
“Dinner, how am I suppose to sit across from
him after what just happened?”
It took some convincing but she finally agreed
to go down and dine with the others. Upon
arriving Ricco rushed over to his brother,
pu-lling him up by the scruff of his collar. “Don’t
you ever enter my room again without
knocking.”
Holding his hands up he backed away. “Sorry
man, I knocked but I guess you didn’t hear me.
I swear I didn’t see anything.”
“Ricco,” barked Orfeo, “St©p ma-king a scene
and sit down.”
Frankie was then introduced to Adriana’s
husband, Frank. She glanced over at Bernardo,
who was grinning at her. She knew he was
lying to Ricco about what he had seen, so she
avoided him.
Frank, who was a short, bald man kept asking
her questions, which she politely answered. But
when the question of what she did for a living
c@m£ up all hell broke loose. “I worked as a
waitress.”
Orfeo slammed his fist on the table, ma-king
Frankie jump.
“A waitress,” his voice roared. “Ricco is it not
bad enough that you married an American, but
a common servant. That is so beneath you
and this family, what has gotten into you?”
“Enough father,” Ricco snapped.
“How can you embarr@ss me like this? What
will people think when they hear my eldest son
married common trash.”
Both men stood up, facing one another, yelling
until Adriana stood. “Father, It will all be
alright, now sit, let’s have dessert.”
The two men sat, but not before Orfeo gave
Frankie a look of disgust. She felt the tears
welling up and wanted to leave. But when
Ricco squee-zed her hand gently un-der the table
and smiled at her so she decided to sit it out.
When dessert was served it was a homemade
pudding containing nuts, she was allergic to
nuts and turned it down.
“Have a piece Frankie, you are thin and can
afford a piece,” Adriana told her.
“I’m allergic to nuts. If I eat that it could be
fatal,” Frankie replied.
Orfeo snorted. Turning to the others he
suggested they go into the den and have a
c0cktail. Frankie had never felt so out of place
in her life and prayed for this night to end. The
only bright sp©t was that Ricco had declared
his love for her, which made all this a little
more bearable.
After a drink and some small talk, Ricco
informed the family they were retiring for the
night.
Ricco knew she was upset and once in,side the
privacy of the be-droom he took her in his
arms. “I’m so sorry for the way my father is
treating you.”
“Ricco, your father hates me. I don’t want to
come between you two. Maybe I should go
home and you can stay here.”
“You are my wife, your place is with me. He
will treat you with respect, I’ll see to it. Now
come here and place thosel-ips of yours on
mine.”
Going into his arms she let him undress her,
moving hisl-ips down her b©dy. Laying her
down on the be-d he put his mouth between her
legs. “Ricco, the door, plea-se lock it.”
m0@n ing loudly he got up, going over he
turned the lock. str!pping n-ked he went back
to what he had started. k!ss!ngher softly, his
ton-gue going in and moving, she began
squirming. When he was done he moved up,
he was h@rd and surged in,side her w€t
opening, she scre-med out, begging him to
take her.
“Ricco,” she whispered.
“Yes.” He asked as he pu-ll-ed her close, k!ssing
her n£¢k, and cupping her br£@st in his hand.
He loved tou-ching them, they were so round
and firm.
“Do we have to stay for as long as you said we
had to. I met your family, and they hate me. I
want to go home.”
He looked at her and his heart melted, the
family was treating her horribly. He could not
allow it to go on. “No, tomorrow I will tell my
father we are leaving.”
Her eyes lit up and she smiled at him. “Really?
Oh, thank you, Ricco.”
“You can thank me by getting on t©p of me.”
She eagerly obliged, showing him just how
thankful she was.
Meanwhile, downstairs the four others sat
around talking. “Father, if you continue treating
Ricco’s wife the way you are he will leave.”
Orfeo slammed his fist on the table. “I cannot
allow him to stay married to that woman. He
must marry Maria.”
“Father, if Ricco leaves you won’t be able to
put an end to their marriage. If he stays we
can find ways to break them up.”
“And how do you suggest we do that
daughter?”
She looks at Bernardo and smiled. “If he were
to catch her cheating on him with Bernardo, he
will end it on his own.” She sm-irked.
Bernardo liked the idea of s£dûç!ng the
beautiful Frankie. “I’ll do it,” he said with way
too much br@ss.
“And if that doesn’t work, then what?” Frank
asked.
The old man and his daughter laughed, it was
an evil laugh and Adriana said with no
remorse, “Well, it would be a shame if she
were to meet with an unfortunate accident.”
They all chuckled.
In the morning Ricco and Frankie went down,
intending on telling them they were leaving, but
before they could Orfeo approached Frankie.
“Frankie my dear. I’m afraid I have been unfair
and rude to you. Will you forgive me and give
us all another chance.”
She looked at Ricco who was eyeing his father
curiously. “Why the sudden change father?” he
asked.
“If you love this girl then I won’t stand in your
way.” He turns to Frankie. “Will you give us
another chance?”
She looked at Ricco.”What do you think?”
“It’s up to you my love.”
She turned to Orfeo. “Ok, let’s start over, I’m
willing to give it another go.”
Taking her hand he k!$$£d the back of it. “You
have made me a happy man.”

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EPISODE 10😜😜😜😜
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Everyone got together for breakfast, treating
Frankie with respect. Even Orfeo was being
friendly, they were luring her into a s-en-se of
acceptance. But Ricco was still suspicious, it
wasn’t like his family to give up so easily.
Adriana turned to Frankie. “You and I should go
shopping to find you the perfect dress for the
ball.” She then looks at Ricco. “Brother dear,
allow me to take her into town and give
Frankie your credit card. I will help her pick
out the perfect dress.”
“Sister dear,” he said, matching her cold stare
with one of his own. “No need, I will take her
myself. But thanks for the offer.”
“Ricco, I was hoping to borrow you for the day.
I need your advice on some property I’m
thinking of buying,” Orfeo piped up.
“Father you don’t need me,” he replied.
“But I do son, you are the expert in this field.”
He then looked over at Frankie. “Would you
mind my dear, if I borrow your husband for a
few hours?”
Frankie looked from Orfeo to Ricco. What was
she to say? How could she say no after he
was being so nice? “Of course not, I’d be
happy to go with Adriana. It’s OK Ricco, go
with your father.”
Adriana glanced at Bernardo, giving him a sly
smile, the plan was beginning.
Upstairs in their be-droom, Ricco pu-ll-ed her into
his arms. “I will miss you, but I want you to
have fun, and pick out whatever you want when
you go shopping. Though I do prefer you
n-ked,” he said as he k!$$£d her n£¢k, running
his hand over her brea-sts, feeling them swell
beneath her clothing.
“St©p Ricco, I have to get re-ady to go, and so
do you,” she giggled.
“We have time,” he m0@n ed. Picking her up he
laid her down on the be-d, lifting her dress up
and removing her P@nties.”
Hearing the sound of his Zi-pper being pu-ll-ed
down her desire grew, and she g@sped when
he entered her h@rd and fast. Still fully clothed
from the w@!st up he took her, filling her with
his large shaft, going de-ep started moving
fas-ter. Hearing her scre-m thrilled him, the
sound of Frankie’s m0@n s and scre-ms always
excited him beyond reason.
When he was done he hovered over her,
smiling as he looked down. “That was just a
taste of what’s to come when we are together
again.”
Resting her hand on his che-st as he stayed
in,side her she felt him getting h@rd again. “I
think I need another taste before I go,” she
said se-ductively.
“Well, what the lady wants, the lady shall get.”
An hour later Ricco was gone and she and
Adriana were getting re-ady to leave. But then
her cell rang and she went to answer it. “Oh
dear, I’m so sorry Frankie, but I forgot I have
an appointment today, one I cannot miss.”
“That’s OK,” Frankie said, giving her a smile.
Little did she know that the call was a fake.
“I know,” Adriana said with excitement.
Bernardo can take you shopping.”
“I’d love to,” he answered.
“No, that’s OK, we can go another day,” Frankie
exclaimed.
“Don’t be silly, Bernardo would love to,
wouldn’t you brother?”
“It would be an honour,” he replied.
Frankie wasn’t comfortable with the idea but
they wouldn’t take no for an answer. He took
her to the most expensive and posh ladies
clothing shop, she tried on several dresses.
Bernardo insisted she let him see every one as
she tried them on.
He kept shaking his head to all of them till she
had the last one on. when Frankie walked out
of the dressing room he stood up. His heart
starting beating fas-ter as he let his eyes sweep
over her. The long stra-pless go-wn clung to her
every curve, it was a beautiful cream color with
black accent and a slit up one side showed off
a long slender leg. he couldn’t help getting
slightly ar-used.
“So what do you think, will Ricco like it?”
Snapping out of his trance he walked over to
her, standing behind put his hands on her
shoulders as they looked into the mirror. “You
look stunning, if he doesn’t like it, then the
man is a fool.”
Frankie, seeing the way he was looking at her,
and the way he ran his hands over her
shoulders bec@m£ nervous. Moving away,
looking flvstered. “This is the dress I’m going
to get.”
Bernardo smiled. “Great choice, and now you
must pick out accessories to go along with it,
shoes, handbag.
He waited while she changed. When she had
walked out wearing that go-wn he felt his b©dy
coming alive. That go-wn, her long blond hair
hanging down and her figure drove him crazy,
he had to have her. Ricco would in time
forgive him. After all, they were brothers and
blood was thicker than water.
They st©pped for lunch and he played the
perfect host. Ordering the meal, ma-king her
laugh with his jokes. He was being more
charming than he usually was, but he knew he
couldn’t rush her, it would take time.
He pu-ll-ed the car into the driveway and turned
to her. “I have enjoyed myself today.” He went
to give her a hvg but she turned her head,
seeing Ricco walk from the house she
squealed, opening the door she ran towards
him.
His eyes narrowed as he watched her jump
into Ricco’s arms and he picked her up and
headed in,side. Jealously struck him, knowing
that Ricco was going to take her upstairs and
fv¢k her. It should be me fv¢king her, he
thought angrily to himself.
Upstairs Ricco wasted no time undressing her,
flinging her down on the be-d got on t©p of her,
gro-an ing. “I’ve been waiting all day for this.”
Later they laid side by side, tou-ching each
other. “Wait until you see the dress I got for
the ball, it’s so beautiful.”
“Well, let’s have a look at it,” he said getting
up, but she st©pped him.
“No Ricco. I don’t want you to see it before the
ball. Promise me you won’t look at it.”
“I won’t, on one condition.”
“And what’s that?” she asked.
wi-nking at her and putting his hand on her
h!ps pu-ll-ed Frankie close. “You know.”
Yes, she knew.
When they went down for dinner the others
were gathered together, de-ep in conversation,
st©pping when they saw the couple
approaching.
Bernardo gritted his teeth whenever Ricco
t©uçhed Frankie, even though she was his wife.
But she wouldn’t be the first married women
he had scre-wed. But this one was different,
again he wanted what his big brother had.
When he had seen her n-ked b©dy while Ricco
was slamming his into hers, he wished that it
was him thrû-sting away in,side her. He wanted
to be the one with his mouth around those
perky brea-sts.
He would be patient, soon he would be the
one fv¢king her br@ins out.

*TO BE CONTINUED*