Saturday morning.
The first thing Rafa noticed was the silence.
Not the sort of silence that occasionally settled over the Reyes household before somebody remembered something important, or the brief lull between the television being switched off and one of the children shouting from another room.
This was different.
There was absolutely nobody else in the house.
All four children had been out on Friday night. Gabby and Matty had their own plans, Nico and Maddie had gone out together, and Sofia and Milo were staying elsewhere. Everyone was accounted for, everyone had permission, and for once Rafa and Isa had the entire house to themselves.
Rafa was awake, although he had no particular intention of doing anything about it.
He was lying on his side, his arm wrapped around Isa, who was tucked comfortably against him beneath the duvet. He pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder.
She stirred.
"Mmm. Morning."
"Morning, beautiful."
She smiled without opening her eyes.
"What time is it?"
"Don't know."
"Rafa."
"Saturday. Doesn't matter."
She shifted closer, and he kissed her again.
For a few moments neither spoke. Rafa was enjoying the warmth of having his wife all to himself, and Isa was quite happy to stay exactly where she was.
Then he glanced towards the bedroom door.
"Something's not right."
Isa opened one eye.
"What?"
"The house."
She looked at him sleepily.
"What about it?"
"It's quiet."
A smile spread across her face.
"Well, that's because nobody else is here."
"I know. It's unsettling."
She laughed softly.
"Four children, Rafa. Four. And we've got the whole house to ourselves."
He looked at her.
"Whatever did we do with ourselves before they came along?"
"Probably got a lot more sleep."
"Can't say I remember that."
Isa laughed and reached up to run her fingers through his slightly messy hair.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Immensely."
He kissed her, slowly at first, then with rather more enthusiasm when she drew him closer.
"What's the plan for today?" she murmured.
"Hadn't thought that far ahead."
"Really?"
"Well, I was thinking we could stay here."
She smiled.
"That sounds suspiciously like you have other plans."
"Possibly."
"You're terrible."
"Only with you."
He kissed her again, and she returned it, her hand resting against his cheek.
There was no school run, no work, no appointments to rush off to. No one was going to come barging through the bedroom door asking where something was.
It was a rare luxury.
And Rafa intended to make the most of it.
A little later, the teasing had become considerably more passionate.
Rafa rolled Isa on to her back and moved slightly. Hovering over her. His already hard cock, brushing gently against her...
He pushed himself into her. Teasing her with ever so gentle thrusts.
"Oh yes, Rafa..." “Oh god. Thats so good. Fuck me harder. “
He smiled against her.
"Yeah?"
"That's amazing. Don't stop." “Give it me good.”
"Wasn't planning on it, sweetheart."
"Oh God... yes."
He laughed softly at her enthusiasm.
"Enjoying yourself, Mrs Reyes?"
"Rafa, don't you dare start teasing me now."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
She pulled him closer.
"Give it to me, Rafa..." “my god.”.
He kissed her, and her next words came out between breathless laughs and kisses.
"Oh my God, yes..."
"That's my girl."
"Faster, Rafa..." “ Harder. Oh god.”
Rafa obliged. Willingly fucking her harder and faster with every thrust.
“Harder. Give it me...oh god yes Rafa.”
“Oh my god. Yes. “
Rafa obliged willingly. He forced himself deeper inside her feeling his cock growing Harder as he continued his drive deeper.
“Oh god Rafa...jesus christ. Thats it. Oh yes. Mmmm. Yes. Oh my fucking god. Keep going....fuck me.”
He smiled at her, completely taken with his beautiful wife.
"Anything for you, sweetheart."
The rest of the morning was theirs. The bedroom remained undisturbed, the duvet was thoroughly displaced, and neither of them gave a second thought to getting out of bed.
A while later Isa said nothing, and then simply disappeared underneath the duvet as Rafa rolled off her and flopped against the pillows.
She took his already hardened cock in her mouth...taking its length deeper sucking gently.
"Oh. God, Isa. Oh yes. Mmmm. Jesus Christ. Oh shit. Fucking hell. Oh God, that's it, fuck. Don't stop. Jesus Christ. What the hell..."
Rafa's hand tightened around the sheets, as isa’s mouth tightened around his cock, sucking him Faster.....
"Oh fuck... it's going to.... keep going... oh my God.... fuuuuuck.."
Almost immediately Rafa's head dropped back against the pillow.
"Jesus, Isa, that was amazing."
Isa resurfaced, brushing her hair away from her face, looking thoroughly pleased with herself.
"Glad to be of service," she teased.
Rafa turned towards her, laughing, and pulled her into his arms.
Eventually, when they were lying together again, Isa rested her head against his shoulder.
"Well, you weren't wrong about giving me the most amazing sex, were you?"
"Nope, not at all. I'd happily give you more if you want me to…"
Isa chuckled.
"I'm sure you can, but I don't want to tire you out, Rafa…"
"Who said anything about being tired?"
He laughed, pulling her hand underneath the duvet and holding it against him.
"I think someone or something says otherwise."
"I can see that, Rafa… but you need to sleep…"
"Spoilsport."
He laughed and kissed her.
"You can't leave me like this, though? You're going to have to go undercover, my love…"
Isa laughed.
"Am I really?"
"Yes, you are. Now get down there…"
She gave him a mischievous smile before disappearing beneath the duvet.
Rafa settled back against the pillows, his expression changing almost immediately as he realised exactly what his wife had in mind.
A few moments later, he was laughing breathlessly, managing the occasional rather less coherent comment between gasps.
"Jesus, Isa…"
He reached for the edge of the duvet, his head falling back against the pillow.
"You're unbelievable."
Isa knew precisely how to make him forget whatever he'd been saying.
When she finally resurfaced, Rafa was lying back, looking thoroughly satisfied.
"That was absolutely fantastic, Isa…"
She chuckled, brushing her hair away from her face.
She had known exactly what to give him.
He reached for her, drawing her back into his arms.
"Come here."
She settled against him, grinning.
"Happy now?"
He kissed her.
"Very."
"Good."
"Although I think we might need another Saturday morning like this."
"Let's get through this one first."
He laughed and pulled the duvet over them.
It was almost ten before either of them seriously considered getting up.
Isa was the first to move, stretching before reaching for her dressing gown.
Rafa watched her from the bed.
"Where are you going?"
"Downstairs."
"Why?"
"Coffee. Breakfast. You know, normal Saturday morning things."
He looked at her.
"We could order something."
"We could. Or we could actually get up."
"You're very demanding."
She turned towards him, smiling.
"You're welcome to stay here."
He glanced at the bedroom door, then back at her.
"Tempting."
"Thought so."
She disappeared into the bathroom, leaving Rafa to eventually climb out of bed and pull on a pair of boxers.
By the time he reached the kitchen, Isa had already started the coffee.
He came up behind her, slipped his arms around her waist and kissed the side of her neck.
"Morning, Mrs Reyes."
She laughed.
"You've already said good morning."
"Can't say it enough."
She turned in his arms.
"You're in a very good mood."
"Excellent morning."
"Modest as ever."
He grinned and reached for his coffee.
The kitchen was still wonderfully quiet. Sunlight was coming through the windows, and Kokoro was stretched out near the back door, barely acknowledging their presence.
Rafa looked around.
"Still nobody."
"You're going to keep mentioning that, aren't you?"
"Probably."
Isa put breakfast together while Rafa made himself another coffee. They sat opposite each other at the kitchen island, taking their time and enjoying the rare opportunity to eat without somebody asking for something.
Rafa checked his phone.
"Any messages?"
"Nothing yet."
"Good."
Isa looked at him over her coffee.
"You're a terrible father."
He laughed.
"I'm a perfectly good father. I'm just enjoying the peace."
"Of course you are."
He reached across the island and took her hand.
"Besides, they're all having a good time. They're where they're supposed to be."
"Exactly."
She squeezed his fingers.
"And we're having a good time too."
Rafa smiled.
"Very much so."
After breakfast, Isa took her tablet over to the sofa while Rafa settled beside her.
She was looking at something when he glanced across.
"What are you looking at?"
"Nothing important."
"That usually means something important."
She smiled.
"Just browsing."
He leaned over to see the screen.
"Cars?"
"Perhaps."
"Ah."
She put the tablet on her lap.
"I was thinking about what we discussed. Going to the dealership."
"Whenever you're ready."
"I'd like to have a proper look at the convertibles."
"Then that's what we'll do."
She studied him.
"Have you decided on your Audi?"
"Pretty much."
"Of course you have."
He smiled.
"RS7. Ascari Blue."
"I know. You've told me."
"Have I?"
"Several times."
He laughed.
"Well, it's a nice car."
"I'm sure it is."
She picked up her tablet again.
"I've been looking at the BMW 8 Series."
"The M850i?"
"Yes. I like the look of it."
Rafa nodded.
"Lovely car."
"But I haven't decided."
"You're not supposed to have decided. We haven't even been to look yet."
She smiled.
"There's a particular colour I saw. A sort of silvery blue, but with a purple tint to it."
He looked interested.
"Really?"
"Yes. It was quite unusual."
"Sounds nice."
"I'd want to see it in person, though. Photographs don't always do colours justice."
"Then we'll see what they can show us."
"And I'm not promising I'll buy the BMW."
"I know."
She looked at him, amused.
"You really don't mind if I choose something completely different?"
"Isa, I mean it. It's your car. You choose it."
She leaned over and kissed him.
"Thank you."
He slipped an arm around her.
"Besides, I quite like the idea of seeing what you come home with."
"Don't tempt me."
"Wouldn't dream of it."
She laughed and rested against him.
For a while they sat together, occasionally looking at cars and making the odd comment, with no particular hurry to make any decisions.
Then Rafa's phone buzzed.
He glanced down.
A message from Gabby.
Morning Dad. Had a lovely night. I'll be home later. Love you.
He smiled and replied.
Morning, sweetheart. Glad you had a good time. See you later. Love you too.
Isa looked over.
"Gabby?"
"Yeah. She's fine."
A moment later another message arrived.
Nico.
All good. Be back this afternoon.
Rafa showed Isa the screen.
"That's two."
"Only two more to hear from."
"Give them time."
He put his phone down and settled back.
Isa looked at him.
"You know, I think we should make the most of today."
"Absolutely."
"Perhaps go out for lunch?"
"Sounds good."
"And then the dealership?"
"Whenever you like."
She smiled.
"Perfect."
Rafa kissed her, then glanced towards the windows.
The house was still quiet.
He closed his eyes and pulled his wife closer.
"Best Saturday morning we've had in ages."
Isa laughed against his shoulder.
"Don't get too used to it."
"Let me enjoy it while it lasts."
And for once, there was nobody around to interrupt him.
