"Can you believe it honey?"

I ask my husband Kira. We've been married over twenty-five years now. He's been my rock through life thus far and I'm certain he will continue to be, until the day we pass.

"That our son is getting married Detka?"

Kira answers. He takes my hand. Which has aged with time, with more wrinkles and lines. Kira holds it tightly as if it's a precious artifact.

"I can but at the the same time it's making me realize how much time has passed."

I nod to his words agreeing.

"Mmmh. Time sure flies. It waits for no one. No one person masters it. We are all slave to it."

Kira pulls me closer and kisses my cheek. His beard tickling me. No longer its rich brown as it used to be. Now it's a cool grey matching the rest of his mane of hair which has greyed over with time. It's still fairly thick but not as long since he keeps it shorter now. Long enough to put into a ponytail.

"I love hearing you speak smart to me Detka."

Even though so much years have past my husband still has a way with words that is straight to the point and ungodly blunt without a care. Kiren and Eina takes after him this way. The two of them have the same way with their words. It doesn't matter who you are.

I can't help put picture one day in particular when I saw first hand how blunt Kiren was. It happened many years ago when he was much younger than the man he is now at 25.

>>>>>

"Elena what's wrong sweetheart?"

My daughter has been a ball of tears since I picked her up from elementary school. Even with her brothers offering her some of their snacks and candy she can't seem to cheer up. Still crying but silently wipes around her eyes and sniffles.

"Yeah what's wrong Kailani?"

Kai questions using Elena's middle name to try and get her attention. Kai and Kiren have this thing where they've began to call their younger sister Kailani, as so she won't feel left out since both their name begin with K.

I pull the car over and turn back to face my children. Kiren is rubbing Elena's back telling her "it's okay don't cry."

While Kai pats her head softly In order to soothe her as well.

"Sweetheart what is it? I won't be able to make it better until you tell me what's wrong Princess." I chide.

Elena at the sound of my voice looks up showing her sadden face which has begun to get red around her cheeks, eyes, and nose from her crying. Her beautiful amber eyes are sullen and watery with unshed tears as she stares at me.

"Ma-ma ma, Alyssa said something mean to me."

"What did she say?" I ask.

"Did she call you a bad word?"

Asks Kiren now.

Elena sniffles some more and gathers her words saying. "She said my hair looks like dust bunny's and I need to straighten it."

"What!" I say.

At my angry voice, Elena cries some more.

"Why would she say that?" Kai asks no one I particular.

"Sweetheart that's not true. Your hair is beautiful it doesn't look like dust bunny's. You don't need to straighten your beautiful curls either. Right boys?"

I ask Kiren and Kai to back me up on this. Elena looks up to them and values their opinion and emulates what they do.

"Mama is right Kailani. Your curls are really pretty just like mine." Says Kai.

"Do you believe what she said?" Kiren ask.

Elena shakes her head no.

"Nuh no." Elena says.

"You better not because if you do then that means you think Kai and my curls also look dust bunny's."

"Kiren she doesn't think that." I chide my son.

Some times he doesn't know when to watch his words and can often be taken the wrong way. He often reminds me so much of Kira with his bluntness. While Kai and Elena are more like me, the way they talk and their personalities.

"I know but I'm just saying." Kiren adds.

"Okay okay. Elena listen to me sweetheart. What Alyssa said isn't true, your curls are special baby. You know they're magical right. They are unique just like you."

"Magical, really how?" Elena says looking interested at what I'm saying. She's stopped crying now, and wipes her eyes with the sleeves of her sweater.

"Yes they're magical because they're strong like you. They can't be held down by anything baby. Your curls can take any shape and form you want. Remember when mama did that hairstyle you like, gave you braids but once I pulled them your hair became light and wavy again and stood up."

"Yeah I remember. It was so pretty and Papa help make my baby hair swirly like."

"Yes exactly. I'm sure Alyssa wishes her hair could be majical like this too. She said something mean so you wouldn't love your curls."

Elena tilts her head listening while thinking about what I'm saying. I watch as Kiren whispers something to Kai which makes him smile and playfully punch him.

"That's mean Kiren."

"Guys no hitting please. How does everyone feel about ice cream then watching a movie when we get home?"

"Yes I want ice cream." Elena cheers happily.

"Same." Says Kai.

"Me too." Then Kiren."

"Okay then let's get ice cream."

I stare my car and pull off towards the nearest grocery store on our way home. Everyone picked out flavors they wanted and when we got come I loaded up Netflix and searched for a kids movie. I stumbled on one called Home with a curly haired character and put in on for them.

Later that night at dinner Kira had another talk with Elena about her hair which lead to Elena smiling and saying. "I love my curls papa, I promise."

>>>>>

"You know what this means now?"

Kira questions bringing me back to the present from out my head where I was remembering the past. I turn to him.

"What baby?"

He leans in whispering in my ear. "Since Kiren is getting married, we only have one more to leave the nest. Either way Eina is spending the night out tonight so that leave the house to just me and you Detka."

"Oh." I know exactly what he's referring to. This man is still insatiable after all these years. I swear even though he's 52.

"Stop thinking about sex when one of our baby's is about to say I do." I chide. Patting his leg.

Just then the orchestra starts playing that familiar tune as Yulia starts walking down the aisle accompanied by her father Kane. Yulia looked stunning in her classic timeless wedding gown. It's fitted to her curves perfectly and matched her with such simplicity. Yulia's curly hair is pinned up in a effortless style with curl falling like bangs into her face.

She is beautiful and appears so in love and happy as she gets closer to Kiren who stood In a classic tuxedo waiting for her, the love of his life. Yulia's face beams flawless with natural makeup.

All in all she's a vision. I love her like she were my own daughter. She got along well with our family and extended family. Plus Elena and Eina love her like she's there sister already, even before Kiren announced she was the one.

Once Kane got to Kiren he held Yulia's hand out for Kiren to take. Kiren smiles a nervous but overjoyed smile and nods to Kane before taking Yulia's hand. His bright blue eyes hold much warmth and love for the woman in front him. I know he couldn't be happier in this moment.

Who knew both our sons would get married one behind the other. Kai's wedding was last year. He married his husband Riley. They are both here today. Riley is the total opposite to Kai who is more reserved and introverted. Where Riley Whoes much shorter in frame to Kai, who towers over him at 6'6, is a cute package of energy and outgoing nature which compliments Kai.

That's another thing that I can look back fondly at. Their ceremony was beautiful as well. I'm so proud of all four of our children. Elena is not married, she's still dating her boyfriend for a couple years now. This is her most serious relationship so far. Elena is doing well in both love and career.

A few years back she started her own natural hair product line 'Elena's Blend.' Which has taken off and is doing well, selling out online and in many commercial retailers like Sally's Beauty, Target, and even whole Foods Market. Mean while both Kiren and Kai have a joint business they co-owned. Even Eina our youngest is kicking but in University and doing her best to become an architect like her father. She hopes to one day take over Kira's firm.

Eina Kaya Bychkov is now 18. She's always had a passion for architecture like her father from an early age. She would climb onto Kira's lap to watch as he drew blueprints with so much awe and amazement whenever she watched him work. We all know she'd grow up to pursue architecture.

All in all I couldn't be any more proud of the beautiful human beings Kira and I have raised and nurtured.

>>>>>

"It was a beautiful reception." Kira says as we enter into our home. He shuts on the lights while I lock the front door vehind us. Stepping out my shoes I wore to let my feet breathe.

"It was. I'm so happy he's found love."

"Me too Detka. I'm proud all of them are doing and being who they want to be."

I smiled at his words knowing the significance of his statement and what he's really getting at. He takes my hand leading us upstairs to our master bedroom. Kira steps in and quickly shed light in the dark space. We've eaten our fill and partied for as long as we could before calling it a night after wishing our family and babies good Night.

Even though they're all adults, they will alway be my babies no matter how old they are. Kira steps up close behind me leaning down to my hair. He sticks his face into my curls breathing in deeply.

"I love how soft your hair is. You smell wonderful Detka."

"Thank you. How about we go wash up together?" I say while turning to face him.

Staring up at my husband, my friend, my life partner. I love him so much with so much of me it feels like it were yesterday we went on our first day and Kira came up behind me just like this and kissed the back of my neck, even then so tenderly I felt his devotion from then.

"That can wait, there's something else I'd rather be doing right now, my love."

His amber eyes are rich but dilated as he stares intently into my brown pair. His face has aged gracefully so even though he's over 50 he doesn't look a day over 40. Honestly he's like a sexy DILF now with his grey hair and beard. My hair has began speckling with Grey's as well but not as much as his.

"And what's that?"

He smirks because he knows, I know what he's referring to. That he wants to reconsumate our marriage like we often do. We love fucking each other.

"You know what, why don't I show you Detka. I love showing more than telling, you know that."

Kira gets out, his voice aroused with a Russian undertone. Whenever he uses this voice I know my vagina is in for it. Kira holds my shoulders reaching around to unzip my dress and rid me of my bra and panties. He steps back so he and watch all of me while he undresses.

I become tender just from his expert fingers that opens his buttons slowly one by one. So slowly its as if he's doing a strip tease for me. When he gets to his slacks my eyes trial down his still muscular mountain man body following the trail of hair down as he s

unzips his pants and takes them off.

He steps put of them granting me with his boxer-brief covered dick. There the ever present notable swollen bulge looks painful pushing against the fabric. Just waiting to be set free. He palms himself while biting his lip. Making it erect even more than it should be possible.

"Detka get on the bed and spread your legs."

I listen to his command. Laying on my back, legs spread eagle for my husband. Between them feels so moist and dripping heat. Kira licks his lips pulling down his boxer-briefs. His thick dick falls out hitting his stomach. He stalks over to the bed taking in my exposed body from head to toe. He licks his lips when he gets to between my legs.

"So wet already for me."

I only nod. Kira strokes himself and gets over me using his knee to spread my legs more. He reach to pet my sex, and I watch his fingers caress me.

"Eyes up here baby."

He holds behind my neck for me to focus on his face instead of his fingers which have parted my sopping folds. He starts rubbing his thumb over my clit.

"Uh that feels good Kira."

"Hmm. Kiss me baby." Kira whispers our lips only an inch apart.

I reach up around his neck pulling him down to kiss him softly. Kira's hand at me neck press my lips into his. He devours my lips and nips at them sweetly and tenderly too soft for how I want him to kiss me.

I take charge parting his lips. My tongue seeks out his own. He gets my message and roughly squeeze my neck as he sucks the very soul out my mouth.

Hoarse breathing and sounds of sucking can be heard in our bedroom. Kira without notice slowy sheathes himself deep inside me. So deep I wasn't prepared for the sweet burn his dick leaves in my inner most place. The feeling never gets old.

"Fuck. I don't think I'll ever grow tired of this baby." Kira groans out.

"Uh, me too." I moan out.

Kira pulls out and slowly once again slides his dick into me. I let go from around his neck going to hold his ass. So he pounds me harder, deeper.

"Detka wrap your thighs around me."

I quickly do even though I know my knees will be aching later. That doesn't matter now. Kira squeezes both of my breasts as he thrust hard inside me.

"Uh yes baby. Just like that."

I whine out. To edge him on.

"Like this?" He ask while repeating the action once more. My head bends back on the bed from how he's fucking me feels.

"Yeeeesss. Like that."

Kira squeezes my breasts togther and goes to put both nipples inside his mouth. Circling his tongue around them. It hightens the sensation.

"Detka whoes are these?"

"Yours baby."

"Hmm. I can't hear you." He groans. Fucking me more roughly. I can feel him in my pelvis. "Whoes are they Detka?"

"Yours!! Yours baby!"

I yell. My release builds within my stomach. Kira doesn't let up at all. His pace continues like this. "That's right."

"Whoes is this?" He questions again. While going to rub my nub bringing me closer. His fingers pinch my clit as I've still not answered him.

"Detka answer me."

"Oh fuck Kira."

Kira continues pounding into me. He rubs me. Then gently slap on top my vagina.

"That's not the answer hmm, baby."

Oh shit. Why is he asking me all these questions when I just want to be fucked.

"Yours!! Yours! Please I'm so close."

"Me too baby."

Kira goes back to rubbing me. Making my toes curl in. My legs go from his waist. Kira holds both thighs using them to ground himself as he pound me rolling his hips inside me.

"Uh shit."

"Come Detka."

And I do so hard I feel like I could faint from my release. My body gets shocked with a wash of dopamine as a I unfold. I feel as Kira continues fucking me through my release until his greets him. His warms seed sprays inside me.

Kira falls on me holding my cheeks. He kisses my lips then my forehead.

"I love you baby." Says Kira

"I love you more honey."

"Not possible Eureka."

"It is but we can agree to disagree my love. Are you sure you're 52 because you still fuck me like your 30?"

Kira laughs peering down at me. He swipes his thumb over my cheek. Still buried inside me.

"I'm sure baby."

"Okay just checking."

Kira leans in tucking has face in my neck. Kissing my neck and sucking my skin.

"So sweet. We need to wash up now." He mutters on my skin.

"I know. For that to happen you need to pull out honey."

"You feels so good though Detka. Can't we not shower tonight?"

"Nope baby. That's dirty. We're all sticky and sweaty. Come on let's go. It's time to shower."

Kira pulls out. He leans in moving curls out my face. I'm sure my hair is a mess but whatever.

"Your so beautiful you know that."

"Thank you. Your not bad yourself old man." I joke slowy getting up.

"You trying to get me pregnant or something." I ask. Kira onlt gives me a look. As if to say, you know it.

"Is that even possible sweetheart? We're too old for another baby."

"Say that again for the readers."

I get up and go towards the bathroom. Stopping to turn to look at Kira, laying Untouched on the bed.

"You coming?"

"You bet."

I know he's say that. There's no place he'd rather be than being Untouched with me for the rest of our lives.

Yulia's wedding dress.

Yulia.