17th August 2037
Ravine was a thirty four year old wise and pious woman. She went to a regular civilian job with the degree she had and lived with her loving husband, Eugene D’Angelo.
Eugene has grown quite a fan base with his books and fiction, popularized amongst the teens with his peculiar wordings and writing style that enticed a whole number of people.
Ravine was one of them as well.
She roots for him with everything she had.
Her parents were released from jail eight years ago, but she did not consider the ex-convicts as her parents as she moved out immediately after marrying the love of her life.
But… her story was the saddest of all.
She was married to the man who was so kind, so polite and so loving towards her.
However, eight years ago, she visited a tantric from her knowledge as he revealed something about Eugene, her husband.
She has been shaken from then, always trying to stay as close as possible with the man.
“Ha!~” She sighs softly as Eugene walks out from the kitchen.
“Welcome home, honey.” Kissing her cheeks, he hands her a glass of water to quench her thirst.
“Thank you, love.” She says with her course voice. Proceeding to talk everything about her day, she requests for something from the male.
“Um… Eugene.” She calls as he turns his head from the TV towards her. She holds his hand as her eyes turned into dark globes of fire and lust. She inches closer towards him.
“I want you to tell me your honest opinion on this.” She says, straddling his waist. The man pulls her close on his thighs until she was sat directly upon his growing bulge.
“Listen to me.” She requests to the man who was quickly trapped in her lust.
“I am listening, baby. Go on.” He says as he lifts her shirt up and begins to suck on her medium sized tits.
“I want a baby.” She demands out of the blue. Eugene looks up at her. She was intimidated by his silence as she thinks otherwise.
After the demeaning silence from him, she sighs softly before trying to climb out of his lap.
He pulls her back.
“Where do you think you’re going?
I thought we were going to have some babies?”
His words makes a million dollar smile erupt on her face. Eugene giggles as the woman sits back on his cock. She slowly rides him, letting him kiss her whole body as his warm, rough and naughty hands traveled around her waist, her chest and her ass.
He smacks her lightly, the woman jerking forward as she bites down on her lip.
“You like that, sexy girl?”
“You know I love it, old man.” Eugene raises his eyebrow at her nickname. He was only 38 years young.
“Old man, huh?” Eugene was ready to show how old he was with his youthful dance on her body.
She held his torso as he thrusted into her, deliciously and slowly. Soon, he was picking up the pace.
Eugene refused to lay off their love making even after three rounds. Ravine was more than exhausted. Her eyes were barely open by the time he finished for the fourth time.
“We can have sex tomorrow as well, Eugene. Lemme sleep.” She sleepily mumbles, half of her words don’t even reach him.
“Yeah. I won’t let that happen, baby girl. I’m horny today.”
“Get me some coffee at least.” She pleads, and only then, Eugene leaves her side on the bed as he walks into the kitchen.
“Here’s your coffee, Ra-” He spots the woman who’s got cozy in the bed. She was curled into the blankets, stuffing herself with the pillows as her arm went under it. The sight in front of him makes him smile.
“I see.” Kissing her cheeks and whispering her a good night, he joins beside her to sleep as well.
But as morning came, Eugene could feel the warmth wrapped around his hard on. He woke up dreaming of having sex with the woman, and indeed, he was in reality.
“Um…” he voices when he sees her head bobbing under the sheets.
He removes the covers to discover her naked self having fun with him.
“Well, that’s a wonderful good morning for me.” Ravine briefly stops to pull him out of her mouth to chuckle at him.
“Good morning, handsome.”
“Good morning to you too, love.”
Ravine and Eugene end up having sex for the entire day. They’ve slept through three naps, only to wake up and have sex again.
Two weeks later, Ravine was beginning to feel her morning sickness as they rejoiced her pregnancy.
She was finally carrying a child, a token of memory for their love.
How did it even start?
And nine months later, a tall and fair baby boy was born to the older couple.
They named him Louis, in memory of Eugene’s older brother who had passed away unexpectedly in a car accident when they they young. He was somewhere around 3 years old while he was 6 years old.
“Louis D’Angelo.” [Don’t @ me for changing their surnames TT also Louis is a very common name]
The five year old child welcomes his sibling, in 2043. She as so cute and chubby, it as was if his wishes of owning a little, lively doll had come true. He couldn’t stop staring at his baby sister.
“Hey, Louis.” Eugene hugs his child, sitting down beside the crib to talk with his children. Ravine was in her bedroom, sleeping as she was tired after giving birth at the age of 39.
“Will you protect your little sister, Louis?”
“I will, papa! I protec Cassie!”
“My lovely boy.” Kissing him on top of his head, Eugene sends the boy to accompany his sleeping mother.
“Love,” he calls Ravine, shaking her softly from her slumber.
“I have a conference to attend right now.”
“You’re leaving us alone?” She asks in a groggy voice, hugging her little kid to her chest.
“It’s a little important, love. I’ll see you in the evening. Take care of yourself. James and Peter will be coming over soon.”
“Hmm…” humming, Ravine goes back to sleep as her old body was weak after childbirth. Weaker than most mothers because of her age.
A few hours pass by.
Ravine wakes up to a call from an unknown number.
“Mrs. D’Angelo?”
“Yes, that is me.” She says, blinking her sleep away.
“Mrs. D’Angelo, I’m sorry to say this but…
Your husband Eugene D’Angelo was in a fatal accident. Could you please come to xyz hospital to confirm with the security ma’am?”