B and the family she worked for were settled into their ski chalet for the wife's weeklong medical conference. B and Kevin had already found opportunities to resume their sneaky tryst; having had hot shower sex, and an afternoon in bed, since he feigned an illness and left the wife to spend time with her kids and some local friends. It was thrilling to be so naughty, and B barely gave a thought to her fiance' back home.
She had only spoken to him once. He had pulled his usual trick; calling her drunk, late in the night, horny and wanting to pick a fight, born out of jealousy and suspicion (if he only knew!). The idea of marrying him was souring. The more time she spent with Kevin: older, mature and stable, who respected her and treated her like an adult, the less she wanted to think about a gloomy future with that asshole.
Day 2 of the trip saw everything back to normal. B took care of the kids while Kevin and the wife spent time at the conference. She loved taking care of these sweet littles and made her look forward to having her own someday. Kevin was sweet to check on her throughout the morning and offered to bring her lunch during nap time. The butterflies in her tummy told her that she would very much like for him to bring her something.
When she came downstairs from getting everyone settled for naps, he was already waiting in the kitchen. Athletic, dark haired and handsome, he was smiling as he placed takeout on the table and held his arms out for her. He was wearing "mountain casual" clothes consisting of a sweater and slacks with boots, while she was in sweats and a tee shirt, her hair hastily up in a pony tail. They eagerly embraced and his mouth sought out hers, their lips connecting as his hands found her bottom and pulled her close.
