Chapter 5

I woke up early and felt Sandy’s warm body pressed against me. I smiled and turned to face her. She looked so peaceful, her soft features relaxed in sleep. I leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. Her eyes fluttered open.

"Morning," she murmured, smiling at me. I kissed her again, deeper this time, as my desire stirred. Her arms wrapped around my neck as she returned my passion.

We made out for a while, our hands roaming over each other’s bodies under the covers. I wanted her so badly, but I knew we had to get ready for the day. Sandy must have sensed my hesitation because she pulled back slightly.

"What is it, Dean?" she asked softly.

I sighed. "I just wanted to stay here with you all day," I admitted. "But I have classes, and you have work."

She smirked. "Oh, don’t worry, baby. We’ll have plenty of time together later." She gave me a quick peck. "Now, let’s get up and get moving. I’ll make you breakfast."
She threw off the covers and climbed out of bed, completely naked.

I watched her, appreciating the way her lithe body moved as she stretched. Her perky breasts jiggled enticingly, and when she caught me staring, she grinned.

"See something you like?" she asked, twirling to show off her toned ass and trim waist.

I licked my lips. "You know I do, beautiful." I reached for her hand and pulled her back onto the bed. She laughed as she fell on top of me.

"Oh no, you don’t, mister!" she teased, pushing herself up and off the bed again. "Breakfast first, then you can ravish me later."

I groaned dramatically but sat up. "Fine, fine. I suppose I can be bribed with your famous pancakes."

"I thought you might say that." She winked before heading to the bathroom.

With a sigh, I got up and pulled on some sweatpants and a T-shirt.

While she showered, I went to the kitchen and started the coffee maker.

By the time she emerged, wrapped in a towel, the coffee was brewing, and I was cracking eggs into a bowl.
"Mmm, it smells good in here," she said, coming up behind me and wrapping her arms around my waist. She pressed herself against my back and kissed my shoulder.

I grinned and turned around in her arms, cupping her face. "You smell pretty good yourself," I murmured before capturing her lips in a searing kiss.

She moaned into my mouth as I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring hers.

My hands slid down to grip her ass, squeezing the firm cheeks. She arched into me, pressing her body flush against mine.

We were both breathing heavily when we finally broke apart.

"Christ, Sandy," I said, my voice ragged. "If you keep this up, breakfast is going to get cold."

She giggled and stepped back. "I know, I know. Let's eat before I can't control myself any longer."

We quickly threw together a meal of scrambled eggs, bacon, and pancakes.

Sitting at the small kitchen table, we ate and chatted easily. It felt so natural, living with Sandy like this. I never wanted it to end.

After breakfast, we cleaned up together.

Sandy hummed along to the radio as she loaded the dishwasher. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"I love you," I said softly, nuzzling her neck.

She turned in my arms and smiled up at me. "I love you too, Dean."

She stretched up on her tiptoes and kissed me sweetly.

We made our way back to the bedroom, hands roaming each other's bodies as we stripped off our clothes.

We fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and heated kisses.

I lavished attention on Sandy's breasts, sucking and nibbling at the sensitive buds until she was writhing beneath me.

I kissed my way down her stomach, dipping my tongue into her navel before moving lower.
I settled between her thighs, inhaling her heady scent.

"You smell so good," I groaned before burying my face in her pussy.

Sandy cried out, her hands fisting in my hair as I ate her out enthusiastically.

I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue before thrusting it inside her tight channel.

She was so wet, her juices coating my chin as I feasted on her.

"Dean!" she gasped when I sucked hard on her clit. "Oh fuck, don't stop!"

I doubled my efforts, licking and sucking at her most sensitive spots until she was a panting, mewling mess beneath me.

I could feel her thighs start to tremble and knew she was close.

I slid two fingers inside her dripping cunt, pumping them in time with the lashes of my tongue on her clit.

That was all it took to send her flying over the edge. She screamed my name as she came hard, her pussy clenching around my fingers.

I didn't give her a chance to recover before flipping her over onto her stomach.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her up onto her knees, positioning my cock at her entrance.

"You ready for me, baby?" I growled, rubbing the head of my dick through her slick folds.

"Yes!" she panted. "Fuck me, Dean. Hard."

With a groan, I slammed inside her, burying myself to the hilt in one powerful thrust.

We both cried out at the sensation of being so perfectly joined. I set a brutal pace, pounding into Sandy's tight heat with abandon.

Sandy met every thrust, pushing back to take me deeper.

Our skin slapped together obscenely as I pounded into her over and over again.

I could feel her pussy fluttering around my cock as she climbed towards another orgasm.
"I'm gonna cum," I grunted, hammering into her even harder. "Fuck, Sandy!"

"Give it to me," she demanded breathlessly. "Fill me up, Dean."

With a roar, I buried myself balls-deep and exploded inside her, pumping jet after jet of hot cum deep into her womb. Sandy came with a shriek, her cunt milking my cock for every last drop.

We collapsed onto the bed together, chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath.

I pulled Sandy into my arms and held her close, placing a tender kiss on her forehead.

"Wow," she said after a moment, snuggling into my chest.

"That was incredible." I chuckled and squeezed her tighter. "You're incredible," I murmured. "I'm so lucky to have you."

She looked up at me and smiled softly. "I'm the lucky one, Dean. You've given me everything I've ever wanted."

We laid there for a while, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

Eventually, though, reality began to intrude.

"I should probably get ready for work," Sandy said reluctantly.

"Mmm, yeah," I agreed, even though I didn't want to move. "I've got classes too."

We separated reluctantly and climbed out of bed. Sandy and I headed for another shower. While she did her hair, I pulled on some clothes for the day. I decided to go for jeans and a fitted polo shirt, wanting to look good for my girl.

When Sandy emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a fluffy towel, I stopped what I was doing to admire the view.

She grinned at me.

"Like what you see?" she asked teasingly.

"Always," I replied honestly. I crossed the room to her and took her face in my hands, kissing her deeply. "Have a good day, beautiful."

"You too," she said when we parted. "I'll miss you."

"Miss you more," I shot back with a wink.

We shared one more quick kiss before Sandy headed off to get dressed.

I finished packing my bag and double checked that I had everything I needed for the day.

By the time I came back out of the bedroom, Sandy was fully dressed in black pants and a silky blouse that hugged her curves in all the right places. I let out a low whistle.

"Damn girl," I said appreciatively. "You're going to make all the guys at work jealous." She laughed and did a little twirl. "Good. Let them be jealous of what they can never have."

I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her flush against me, grinding my growing erection into her. "Don't worry baby," she purred in my ear. "I’m all yours."

"Mmmm, I like the sound of that," I replied.

We shared one more heated kiss before forcing ourselves apart again.

Sandy grabbed her purse and headed for the door.

"I'll see you tonight," she called over her shoulder. "Can't wait," I called back.

I watched her go with a smile on my face.

As soon as she was out the door, I let out a contented sigh.

I love our life together so much. Sure, it had taken us both by surprise at first, but now I couldn't imagine being without her.

I looked around our cozy apartment, taking in all the little touches Sandy had added to make it feel more like a home.

Her vibrant artwork on the walls, the plush throw blanket draped over the couch, the bunch of colorful flowers she kept on the kitchen table - it was all so warm and inviting.

I knew I was one of the luckiest guys in the world to have a girl like Sandy in my life. She supported me in every way possible, from cheering me on at my gymnastics and listening to me rant about stupid professors.

And the sex...dear lord the sex was out of this world. I never experienced anything like it before - the raw passion, the unbridled lust, the deep emotional connection we shared. It was addictive.

I knew people might raise eyebrows about our age gap or our familial relationship, but I didn't care. Sandy was my soulmate, my best friend, my lover. Nothing else mattered.

With a final glance around our love nest, I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door towards campus. I had a long day of classes ahead of me, but I knew I'd make it through just fine with thoughts of Sandy keeping me going.

The hours passed quickly, filled with lectures and study sessions with my classmates. I found myself distracted at times, thoughts of Sandy invading my mind unbidden.

I couldn't wait to see her again.

Finally, classes ended for the day and I packed up my things to head home. I was looking forward to a quiet evening with my girl - maybe we could order some takeout and rent a movie.

But when I got back to our apartment, I found Sandy sitting at the kitchen table looking tense and upset. My heart immediately clenched with concern.

"Hey baby," I said softly as I approached her. "What's wrong?"

Sandy looked up at me with shining eyes and I knew she'd been crying. "Oh Dean..." she sniffled. "It's just...work has been so stressful lately and..."

She trailed off and buried her face in her hands as tears began to flow again.

I quickly pulled out a chair next to her and sat down, wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulders.

"Shhhh, it's okay," I soothed. "Tell me what happened."

"It's just been really busy," she said between hiccupping sobs. "And my boss has been riding me hard about this big photo shoot we have coming up next week. I've been putting in so many long hours and...and I just needed you so badly today but you weren't here and..."

She dissolved into tears again and I held her close as she cried it out. My heart broke for her - I knew how demanding her job could be sometimes.

"It's okay," I whispered into her hair. "You're here now and I'm here now. Let's just take tonight to relax together and forget about all that stress."

Sandy nodded against my chest, still sniffling slightly.

I stood up and gently tugged her hand to lead her over to the couch.

We settled in together and I put on one of her favorite movies, keeping Sandy tucked securely against my side with an arm around her shoulders. She played with my fingers absently as she watched the screen.

I knew this was what she needed right now - comfort and security in my arms. I would do anything to take away her pain and stress.

As the movie played on, I felt Sandy start to relax against me, her body going soft and pliant. I looked down at her and found that she had drifted off to sleep.

I smiled fondly and brushed a strand of hair from her face before leaning down to press a soft kiss to her temple. This woman owned my heart completely and I would move heaven and earth to make sure she was always happy.

My thoughts drifted to the future - what it would look like for them down the line. I hoped we could get married someday, build a life together in this little apartment or somewhere even bigger if we could afford it.

I pictured us maybe adopting a dog together or starting a family if that's what Sandy wanted. The possibilities were endless but one thing was certain - I would love this woman until my dying day.

Eventually, Sandy started to stir awake in my arms. She blinked up at me sleepily and I smiled down at her adoringly.

"Hi there," I said softly.

"Hey you," she replied with a small smile of her own. "I'm sorry I fell asleep on you."

"No need to apologize," I told her. "You needed it."

She nodded and snuggled closer against me, burying her face in my neck. I stroked her hair gently as we sat there in comfortable silence for a few moments.

Finally, Sandy pulled back slightly and looked up at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. "You know," she purred, "I think I'm feeling a lot better now..."

I grinned down at her knowingly. "Oh yeah? What kind of better?"

"Better as in I need you to fuck me senseless on this couch right now better," she clarified with a wicked smirk.

I growled deep in my throat and surged forward to claim her lips in a searing kiss.

She moaned into my mouth as our tongues tangled together passionately.

In a flash, I had flipped our positions so she was pinned beneath me on the couch cushions. I started tugging impatiently at her clothes, desperate to feel her skin against my own.

She helped me undress quickly before pulling me down for another heated kiss as she wrapped her legs around my hips. My hard cock rubbed deliciously against her bare pussy and we both groaned at the sensation.

I reached down between our bodies to align myself at her entrance before thrusting forward powerfully, sheathing Myself fully inside her tight heat in one stroke.

"Oh fuck yes!" Sandy cried out as I filled her completely. Her nails dug into my shoulders and I started pumping into her with long, hard strokes.

We moved together urgently, our bodies slapping together loudly as I pounded into Sandy's willing body over and over again.

The air was thick with our mingled moans and grunts of pleasure.

"Harder," Sandy panted breathlessly against my neck as she clung to me for dear life. "Fuck me harder Dean!"

I obliged with gusto, hammering into her harder and faster until our coupling took on an almost violent edge. The couch creaked ominously under our frantic movements but neither of us cared.

All that mattered was chasing that blissful peak together, lost in our own little world of ecstasy. I could feel Sandy tensing up beneath me as her orgasm approached quickly.

"Come on baby," I encouraged gruffly as I rolled my hips harder against hers. "Let go for me. I want to feel you cum all over my cock."

That was all it took to send her flying over the edge with a keening wail of completion. Her cunt clamped down on me like a vice as she shook apart beneath me.

The feel of her pulsing around me was too much for me and with a guttural shout of Sandy's name I slammed home one last time before spilling myself deep inside her willing body with heavy spurts of hot seed.

We collapsed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs after riding out the aftershocks of our releases. I nuzzled into Sandy's neck as we caught our breath.

"That was amazing," she sighed contentedly.

"You're amazing," I countered, placing tender kisses along the column of her throat.

We laid there for a while longer before finally forcing ourselves up to take a shower together - which of course led to more intimate activities under the spray of hot water.

By the time we emerged from the bathroom an hour later, both thoroughly satisfied and pruney from too much water exposure, we were starving.

We ordered pizza and sprawled out on the couch together while watching more TV before eventually falling asleep entwined around each other yet again.

Chapter 6

As I stepped off the plane and onto French soil for the first time, I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.

Sandy had surprised me with this trip to Strasbourg, knowing how much it would mean to connect with our family's roots.

Grandpa Jean had always spoken so fondly of his hometown, and now here I was, ready to explore it with the love of my life by my side.

Sandy squeezed my hand as we walked through the airport, her excitement palpable.

"Can you believe we're really here?" she gushed, her eyes sparkling with joy.

I pulled her close, planting a kiss on her lips.

"Thanks for making this happen, babe.

It means the world to me," I murmured, savoring the taste of her cherry lip gloss.

We checked into our hotel, a charming boutique establishment in the heart of the old town.

As we entered our room, Sandy let out a little gasp of delight.

The space was cozy and romantic, with a plush king-sized bed and a balcony overlooking the picturesque streets below.
"Oh, Dean, it's perfect!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around me.

I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest, and I couldn't help but imagine all the naughty things we could get up to in this room.

Over the next few days, we immersed ourselves in the city's rich history and culture. We strolled along the canals, marveling at the half-timbered houses that lined the banks.

We visited the stunning Strasbourg Cathedral, its Gothic spires reaching towards the heavens.

And we indulged in the city's famous Alsatian cuisine, feasting on hearty dishes like tarte flambée and choucroute garnie.
But the real highlight of the trip was spending quality time together, just the...