Fifty years of Love & Secrets

H8. Yeah, I'm out!

"Hey, dad." Adam my oldest of nine comes up to me and I bend down to hug him. "You were late." He grumbles. "Sorry kiddo, I still had someone in the chair," I explain. Adam shakes his head and leaves the bathroom. Charlotte, Liam, and Mila are sitting in the shower on the floor playing with the water. I hate it when Cam has to take the kids to the shower alone. It's one of my most favorite moments of the day. I grab Cam and pull her into my arms. Wet bikini and all.

"I missed you," I whisper in Cam's ear and see the goosebumps coming down her body. She gently pushes me away and shakes her head blushing. I love that I still have that effect on her.

"Daddy, are you coming?" My six-year-old daughter looks hopeful and I have no doubts. I take off my shirt, my pants, and socks and step into the big shower. I sit down and when Mila sees me she extends her hands to me and tries to get up.

"Not in the shower," Cam warns me. Mila can already walk a bit, but the shower floor is slippery. So I hold her hands tightly as Mila stands up and falls on my lap. Charlotte tries to wash all the tattoos off my body because she says every time she doesn't like my drawings.

"Liam, you'll come to mommy." Cam squats and extends her hands. Liam gets up from the floor and walks to his mother. I can already see how he rubs his eyes when he is tired. "Just say sleep well, daddy." Cam waves at me and Liam puts his head on her shoulder and imitates her with his hand but doesn't say anything.

"Come Charlotte, we're going to put on pajamas too." I turn off the water and lift Mila into my arms. Charlotte is old enough and grabs her blue towel. Just like the boys. I remember the first time Cam gave her a pink towel. She cried hysterically and Cam still blames me for that. So at Mila, I did it completely differently. But Charlotte is our wild child. She clearly has the highly flammable of the Ferrante boys and her mother's good looks. She refuses anything too girly and if someone says that she is not allowed to do something or that something is not for girls, she slaps that person. I indeed taught her to stand up for herself. I taught her that she is just as tough and strong as her nephews. Because of this Charlotte no longer wants pink stuff, she doesn't want to wear dresses anymore, but when I say come on guys she kicks me on my foot because she is not a boy.

She flips over the towel and wipes her feet on the towel that Cam has placed at the door. I wrap a towel around my waist and feel Mila already crawling against me and how she is gaining weight. Usually, that is a sign that she is going to fall asleep. I walk to Charlotte's room and see that she is drying herself off.

"I'll get to you in a minute, I'll take Mila to her bed first."

Charlotte doesn't respond, so I walk through with Mila and put her on the pillow on the changing table. I dry her off and help her into her pajamas. She already has her eyes closed and is already in dreamland before I have put her to bed. I kiss her forehead, turn on her night light and close the door. She will wake up soon anyway.

Charlotte has already turned off her light and is sleeping with her cuddle bunny in her hand. I grab the brush from her bedside table and brush her hair. If I don't do this, I won't hear the end of it tomorrow and I'll have to brush the knots out of my daughter's hair.

When I'm done I also kiss her and close her door.

I'm hoping for a little bit of luck tonight, so get rid of my soaked boxer shorts, but keep my towel around my waist for a while.

I check with the boys, Liam is asleep, and Max is reading his book, just like Adam. I wish both of them a good night and tell them that when they finish the page they should go to sleep. It's a school night, so turn off the lights in time.

Downstairs I find Cam in her bathrobe in the kitchen. The trays for lunch are on the counter. So homely and how motherly my tough wife has become.

"Please tell me you're naked under the bathrobe." I wrap my arms around her and pull the bow. Cam giggles and I turn her around. The bathrobe slides off her shoulders and Cam pulls on my towel that falls to the floor.

"We shouldn't be doing this in the kitchen." She whispers.

"The last time upstairs Max came to ask what we were doing," I remember her. Her head falls back as I roll her n*****s between my fingers.

"Marce" she moans and I kiss her neck. "More."

I pull her bathrobe away and lift her and put her down on the dinner table.

"So beautiful." I still admire her beautiful body. She has worked hard each time to get her body back to the way it was. It's not quite as it was after Mila, but I wouldn't want her body any other way. In my eyes, she is still fit, sexy, and everything I dreamed of. Almost ten years ago I never thought that I would find the woman of my dreams, that I would give up everything for that and now, almost ten years later, I have that wife, and five beautiful children and I have enough of putting on tattoos or designing buildings. No more shady business.

"I got a call from the hospital today," I tell her as I spread her legs further. Her eyes twinkle.

"Is that so?" she asks and grabs my d**k. My eyes close automatically when she touches me. I feel her warmth and her wetness.

"Tell me it's safe." She whispers.

I open my eyes and grab her hips to hold her as I thrust inside her. "Completely safe. The test came back, the cut was successful." I tell her. I kiss her and she wraps her legs around my waist. I lean forward more and place her with her ass on the table and push her down more. I enjoy it when I can look down on her. Her breasts going back and forth when I thrust into her. Cam her hands playing with her n*****s. I lick my thumb and gently stroke her cl*t and am rewarded as always with her wonderful voice.

She stiffens and I stop. "Did I hear the front door?" she whispers.

"Ow f**k!!" Someone shouts.

I turn around and see someone walking away. "Was that James?" I ask.

Cam her eyes big and I hear the front door again. "He's gone." I lean forward to kiss her. Hopefully, we can pick up where we left off and start moving again.

"Don't go there, Marcello f***s Cam on the table."

"Let me go, go away," Cam whispers and disappointed I let myself slip out of her. My d**k not happy, my balls heavy and I sigh. I give Cam her bathrobe and admire her look. The flushed cheeks, her wild hair. F*cking naked underneath the robe.

"Who is he here with." She asks as she puts on the bathrobe. I grab my towel.

"Don't go there, Marcello and Cam-"

"I don't care! I've seen more in my life than you have!"

I turn to Cam, who seems unfazed when I hear Christiano's angry voice. "What's wrong?" I ask her and she bites her lip and shakes her head. She knows.

Chris comes into the kitchen and his head tells me it's all wrong.

"Here, put this on." He throws me my boxer shorts. "where, how?" I ask when I change the towel for the shorts.

"I'll bring you some clothes." Cam kisses my cheek. Kiss Christiano's cheek and disappear. When she's gone, James and Thomas enter the kitchen.

I hear my front door again. "what is this? An intervention I don't know anything about?" I ask. Riccardo my oldest brother comes in with Luca and Stefano.

"hey man, you wouldn't come here until tomorrow." I hug one after the other.

"yeah well, Mill and I were supposed to spend a night at the hotel with Leon, but Mill is at the door with Cam. We're staying here tonight."

"Uncle Marcello, is it true that you still have all your weapons?" asks James, and I look at him. I frown and look at Chris, who says nothing but stares at the bottle of beer in his hands. Why did I miss him taking this himself? Riccardo sighs and walks over to my drinks cabinet and grabs the whiskey.

Cam walks into the kitchen with pants and a shirt for me and shakes her head as she looks at the table.

She gives me the clothes and turns to the table. "For what it's worth, this." She points to everyone around the table and everyone looks up at her. James with a grin as he runs his eyes over her body. I look at him. Really? His eyes immediately turn away from her. That’s right, f*****g i***t. Christiano also sees it and smacks him on his head.

"She's too old for you." Riccardo laughs and everyone is looking at James now. He puts his hands out in front of him. "sorry." He mumbles. Cam sighs and shakes her head.

"Anyway, I don’t like this. Lizz is a grown woman. You are acting like a bunch of idiots. Marcello." She turns to me and walks closer to me. "If I ever find out that you are behaving as ridiculously as these idiots at that table to one of our children, the boys or the girls, I will immediately sign the divorce papers."

"Woah woah woah." I call and grab her elbow before she walks away. "What kind of bullshit is this?" I ask.

Not addressed to Cam, but to all the men at my table and Cam's violent reaction.

She is one of the few who dares to contradict everyone. This is exactly why I fell for her. She was equally impressed when she knew who we really were, but after a few weeks, she didn't care who or what we were anymore. Anyone who acted like an i***t, she puts them in their place.

"I love you," I whisper and I kiss her. She blushes and walks out of the kitchen.

"What did Lizz do?" I ask and also sit down at the table. "before there's a whole story, it's a school night, the kids are just in there and I was planning to have an evening with Cam alone. So this must be very important, otherwise, I walk out of that kitchen and entertain you as much as you want, but I'm upstairs with Cam. Finish what I started." I look angrily over the table and only James smirks. "He was doing her on this table." He takes a sip of the beer and Stefano starts laughing. "Nice, my favorite place too!"

"Okay, enough about your s*x in places where other people eat." Hufs Christiano. "Lizzy is engaged."

"And he's a total asshole," James adds. Thomas nods.

"Absolutely no idea who Lizzy is," Luca says.

"But really no idea, he called her 'hot as hell', told me in the car to me and Mill that he is not going to stay in the states, but that when they are both done with college that he will take Lizz to Europe. You can make more money with soccer there." Stefano rolls his eyes.

"I didn't know Lizz had anyone?" I begin.

"no one knew." Sighs Riccardo and then suddenly I understand the problem. I'm not going to do this. Not again. Not with Chris.

I get up from the table and sigh. "Yeah, I'm out."