By the time Adil's flight landed in Milan, the sun was already beginning to set. The sky was painted in shades of orange and gold as the aircraft taxied toward the terminal.
After completing immigration and collecting his luggage, Adil stepped outside the airport and got into a waiting taxi.
Throughout the journey, a faint smile remained on his face. He had not informed Monica about his arrival.
The original plan had been to inform her after reaching Italy, but midway through the flight he had changed his mind. He wanted to surprise her. Nearly an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of Monica's residence.
The elegant house stood quietly under the evening sky. Looking at the familiar building, Adil felt a sense of comfort. During their previous meetings, Monica had given him a spare key, insisting that he should feel at home whenever he visited Italy.
At the time, he had laughed it off. Now it was proving useful. After paying the driver, Adil walked toward the entrance and unlocked the door. The house was silent.
"Looks like she's still out," he murmured. Closing the door behind him, he entered the living room.
Everything was neat and organized. A vase of fresh flowers decorated the center table while soft Italian music played faintly from a radio somewhere in the house.
Adil placed his luggage aside and wandered around casually. When he opened a wardrobe near the guest room, he couldn't help smiling. Inside was an entire row of men's clothing. All arranged carefully according to color.
There were enough clothes to fill half the wardrobe. Adil immediately understood. Monica had prepared them for him. The realization warmed his heart. "She really expected me to visit often," he said quietly.
After a long day of traveling, he decided to freshen up. Taking one of the shirts Monica had bought for him, he headed toward the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later, he emerged feeling refreshed. Dressed in a comfortable dark blue sweater and black trousers, he settled onto the sofa.
A fashion magazine lying on the coffee table caught his attention. Since there was nothing else to do, he picked it up and began flipping through its pages.
Time passed quietly. Outside, darkness gradually settled over Milan. The clock eventually approached seven in the evening.
Then he heard it. The sound of a key turning in the front door. Adil glanced up from the magazine. A moment later, the door opened. Monica entered. She was wearing a cream-colored silk blouse tucked into a high-waisted black pencil skirt, paired with black leather heels and carrying a small leather handbag. She looked tired after a long day. Without paying attention to the living room, she casually kicked off her shoes and started walking forward. Her eyes landed on the man sitting comfortably on her sofa as if he owned the house.
For several seconds, she simply stood there. Her brain seemed unable to process what she was seeing.
Adil lowered the magazine and smiled. "Good evening."
Monica blinked once. Then twice. "Adil?"
He nodded. For a moment, complete silence filled the room. Then realization finally struck. The shock on her face instantly transformed into excitement.
"ADIL!"
Her handbag fell from her hands. Before Adil could even stand properly, Monica rushed across the room and threw herself into his arms.
The force nearly knocked him back onto the sofa. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck as if afraid he might disappear.
"You're here!" she exclaimed.
"I am."
"You didn't call!"
"I wanted to surprise you."
"It worked!"
Her eyes sparkled with happiness. Without thinking, she cupped his face with both hands and kissed him.
When they finally separated, Monica rested her forehead against his and laughed softly. "You have absolutely no idea how much I missed you."
Adil smiled and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Judging from that welcome, I think I have a pretty good idea."
Monica laughed and hugged him even tighter. Adil also hugged her. Then they kissed again. Adil put his hands inside her cream silk blouse. He touched her full breasts and squeezed them gently. Monica pulled his shirt off his body. She wanted to feel his skin against hers.
Adil stood up and lifted Monica. He pressed her back against the wall. He pulled her black pencil skirt up to her waist. He took off her black lace panties and threw them away. Monica spread her legs for him. Adil pushed his hard cock into her wet pussy in one slow move. Monica moaned loud. She held onto his shoulders as he started to fuck her against the wall.
Adil moved his hips back and forth. His cock went deep inside her each time. Monica wrapped one leg around him. Her black leather heels stayed on her feet. They fucked like this for many minutes. Monica felt every inch of him moving inside her.
Adil carried her to the sofa without taking his cock out. He laid her down on her back. He kept fucking her. Monica put both legs around his waist. She pulled him closer with her heels. Adil moved faster now. His cock slid in and out of her pussy again and again.
After some time Monica got on top. She sat on his cock and started to ride him. She moved her hips up and down. Adil opened her cream silk blouse. He pulled down her black lace bra and sucked on her nipples. Monica felt waves of pleasure as she rode him.
Monica came first. Her body shook and her pussy squeezed his cock tight. Adil turned her around on her hands and knees. He entered her from behind. He held her hips and pushed his cock deep. Monica pushed back against him. They fucked like this for a long time. The sound of their bodies hitting each other filled the room.
They moved to the floor next. Monica lay on her back. Adil put her legs over his shoulders. He folded her body and pushed his cock in deep. Monica felt him hit the right spot inside her. She moaned louder with each thrust.
Adil pulled out and lay on his back. Monica got on top again but faced away from him. She rode him in reverse. Adil watched his cock go in and out of her pussy. He touched her ass and rubbed her tight hole with his thumb. Monica rubbed her own clit and came again.
Adil came inside her for the first time. His hot cum filled her pussy. But they did not stop. Adil stayed hard. He turned Monica onto her stomach and entered her again from behind. He moved slow and deep this time. Monica felt every slow stroke. They stayed like this for almost an hour. Monica pushed back to meet every thrust.
Adil pulled her up so her back touched his chest. He held one breast with his hand and rubbed her clit with the other. He kissed her neck while he kept fucking her. Monica reached back and held his hair. She felt another orgasm building inside her.
They moved to the armchair. Monica sat on the armrest with her legs wide open. Adil stood between her thighs and pushed his cock in. Her black leather heels rested on his shoulders. He fucked her standing up. Monica felt him deep inside her again.
After more time they went back to the sofa. Adil sat down and Monica sat on his lap facing him. She wrapped her arms around his neck. They moved together slowly. Sweat ran down between her breasts. Adil licked the sweat and sucked her nipple.
Monica came again. Her whole body trembled. Adil came inside her for the second time. They rested for a short moment but soon started again. Adil laid her back on the sofa and hooked her legs over his arms. He fucked her hard and fast. The black pencil skirt stayed bunched around her waist.
They kept going for three full hours. They changed positions many times. Monica sucked his cock between rounds. Adil licked her pussy until she came on his face. He also put his fingers in her ass while his cock stayed in her pussy.
They fucked against the wall again. They bent over the coffee table. They did it on the floor in many ways. Monica's cream silk blouse ended up on the floor. Her black pencil skirt stayed around her waist. Her black leather heels never came off. Adil came inside her four times total. Monica had at least eight orgasms. Their bodies stayed wet with sweat and cum. They only stopped until Monica exhausted completely.
They lay together on the sofa, Adil's arms wrapped tightly around Monica as she rested comfortably against his chest.
He smiled and brushed a strand of hair from her face. "Why are you so excited today?"
Monica looked up at him with a playful smile. "How can I not be? You have no idea how I spent these past few days. I've been counting every moment until you came back. Now that you're finally here, I have to collect a little interest on all that waiting."
Adil laughed softly and pulled her closer. "A little interest? That sounds expensive."
"Good," she replied, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You deserve it."
They continued chatting and teasing each other for a while, enjoying the rare quiet moment together. Eventually, Monica was exhausted from their orgasm, she soon fell asleep in his arms.
Adil looked down at her sleeping face and smiled. Holding her a little closer, he rested his head against the sofa and closed his eyes as well, content simply to have her beside him again.
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