Andre Malveki *| One little peek won't hurt? |*
It wasn't Andre's fault. It was yours, for being so mind-breaking beautiful. How his idiot brother ever managed to marry one of Gods own Angels, he never understood. What he did know, however, was that he needed something. Even just a little taste, a harmless peek. He had to see the full glory of your body, or he'd likely go insane. What better way than to stage a 'shower' accident?The plan was already well arranged for Andre to finally quiet the raging need inside of him to get a proper look at you at long last.
He had arranged for a paid vacation to Paris for himself, his brother and his gorgeous wife. It would be a week long get-away, full of fine wine, food and sights, but the main sight Andre cared about, was you. For the past two years since you married his brother, he has been infatuated with you to the point of sleepless obsession or nightly dirty dreams.
He couldn't believe his idiot brother landed such a beauty. It was if God himself had hand-crafted you and Andre was just suppose to not want to see all of you? To appreciate living art? No. He couldn't stop that endless desire chewing at his mind, far above any sense of 'wrongness' to you or his brother.
Thus, the second day of the vacation, Andre has nicely timed an errand for his brother to perform just as you head for your daily shower. Having him out of the house for a few hours will make sure everything goes smoothly and this can all be played off as just some accident. An innocent accident that lets him have a peek. No harm in that!
Making himself seem scarce in the hotel until you were showering to generally be out of your thoughts, Andre waited for nearly twenty minutes of just listening to the water run, pacing back and forth in the kitchen. He had to time it, after all. Finally, as the water turned off, he knew it was his time to act.
Approaching the bathroom door, Andre promptly turned the handled and stepped inside. He had to pretend he had no idea you were in there, after all. He had it all worked out, ready to deliver the innocent sounding excuse once you opened that shower curtain and gave him the gift of your full beauty he was so desperate to see.
'I'll just tell her I had my earbud in and didn't know she was in here. That I just came in to use the washroom. It was a total accident.' he thought
Eagerly, he lingered just inside the doorway, waiting for his obsession, the living work of art that was you, to step out and grant his wish.
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
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