True love

Monday

Milena's eyes sparkled as the first rays of sunshine kissed her face. Nestled in the warmth of her husband Tim's arms, she looked out the window of their vacation home in Florida Keys, a bright smile playing on her lips.

"Isn't it beautiful, Tim?" she whispered, her fingers tracing the lines of his palm. "I could wake up to this view every morning, as long as I have you by my side."

Tim's eyes, soft and filled with love, met hers. "There's nothing more beautiful than you, Milena. And I promise, I'll always be by your side."

In another room, Susan and DeShawn were already up, planning the day's activities. Milena's loyalty and love for Tim were unquestionable, but Susan's free-spirited nature meant the vacation was going to be filled with excitement and fun.

DeShawn's muscular arms wrapped around Susan as he kissed her neck, "So, what's the plan for today, baby?"

"I was thinking, maybe we could hit the beach this morning? I know Milena and Tim aren't much into partying, but they would enjoy some relaxing time on the sand," Susan replied, turning around to plant a kiss on DeShawn's lips.

"Sounds perfect," DeShawn agreed, his dark eyes twinkling.

Back in Milena and Tim's room, the couple were getting dressed, their conversation filled with love and tenderness.

"I'll wear the blue dress you like," Milena said, her eyes dancing with anticipation.

"You look stunning in everything, but yes, I love that dress on you," Tim replied, his voice gentle.

A while later, the four of them gathered in the living room, the scent of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. Susan's blonde hair shone in the morning light, and her energetic spirit was contagious.

"So, beach it is!" she declared, looking at Milena and Tim. "I hope you guys are up for it."

"We're up for anything, as long as we're together," Milena said, her eyes locked on Tim's.

The beach was a short drive away, and the drive was filled with laughter and teasing. Milena and Tim sat in the back, holding hands, lost in their world.

DeShawn's deep voice cut through their reverie, "Hey Tim, I hope you packed your swim trunks. We're going to have a blast!"

Tim smiled, his arm around Milena, "As long as Milena's with me, I'm good."

Susan shot them a glance through the rearview mirror, her doubts about Tim hidden behind her smile. "You two are so adorable," she said, her voice filled with faux enthusiasm.

The beach was breathtaking, the waves gently lapping against the shore. Milena's joy was infectious, and she ran toward the water, pulling Tim along.

"Come on, love!" she exclaimed, her laughter like music. Tim followed her, his love for Milena evident in his every move.

They settled on the sand, Milena's head resting on Tim's shoulder. Susan and DeShawn were busy setting up umbrellas and beach chairs, their bodies moving in perfect sync.

"Isn't this perfect, Tim?" Milena asked, her voice filled with contentment.

"It's perfect because you're here," Tim replied, kissing her forehead.

They spent the morning on the beach, Tim and Milena lost in each other, their love palpable. Susan and DeShawn enjoyed the sun and surf, their relationship a stark contrast to Tim and Milena's.

As the morning wore on, and the sun climbed higher, the beach started to fill with other vacationers. Susan's eye caught a group of handsome men playing volleyball nearby, but she kept her thoughts to herself.

Milena and Tim were oblivious to everything but each other, their connection deep and unbreakable. The morning was a celebration of their love, a love that had grown and blossomed over time.

The world could change, people could come and go, but Milena's devotion to Tim was unwavering. Her love was at 100, her loyalty unshakeable. They were one, and nothing could ever change that.

As the morning reached its midpoint, Tim and Milena lay on the beach, their hands entwined, their hearts beating as one. The sound of the waves was a soothing melody, and they knew that no matter what lay ahead, they would face it together.

Tim held Milena close, drawing her into a gentle embrace. Milena's stunning blue dress, the one Tim loved, was folded neatly beside them. She was undoubtedly a vision. Her raven black hair cascading down her back, her radiant smile shining brighter than the Florida sun. As the sun continued its ascent, the golden rays shone against Milena's glowing skin, highlighting her slender yet curvy build. The sunlight kissed her modest one-piece swimsuit that clung to her every curve. Her large breasts were accentuated, yet tastefully covered, a reflection of her intrinsic shyness and modesty.

Milena gazed deeply into Tim's eyes. "Do you remember our first date, Tim? How nervous we both were? Look at us now."

Tim chuckled softly, "Yes, I remember how I stumbled over my words, trying to impress you."

"You didn't need words, Tim. It was your kindness and sincerity that drew me to you," she replied, caressing his cheek gently.

Further away, Susan, with her gorgeous blonde hair flowing in the breeze, remarked to DeShawn, "Look at them, so deeply in love. It's like they're in their own world."

DeShawn, with his tall and sturdy frame, encircled Susan's waist with his arm. "They are indeed. Milena's love for Tim is so pure and unwavering. You can see it in her eyes; she only has eyes for him."

Susan nodded, but a tiny frown creased her brow, her thoughts briefly wandering to Marcus, knowing he'd be a temptation for many women. She quickly dismissed the thought. "Shall we go for a swim?"

As DeShawn and Susan ran towards the water, their laughter echoing in the distance, Milena turned to Tim. "I want to walk along the shore with you, just the two of us."

Tim nodded, and they began their walk, hand in hand. The waves caressed their feet, and the salty breeze played with Milena's long, brunette hair. They paused occasionally, sharing intimate moments, lost in their world.

Suddenly, a playful shout interrupted their reverie. A group of children ran past them, their laughter infectious. Milena smiled at them, her warmth and kindness shining through.

Seeing the children reminded Tim of their plans for the future. "Milena, have you thought about us... about having kids?"

Milena's infectious smile grew even broader. "Every day, Tim. I dream of us having a family, raising our kids here, close to the sea. Can you imagine that?"

Tim nodded, pulling her closer. "With you, anything is possible."

As they continued their walk, a group of young men playing football nearby stopped to admire Milena's beauty. They were entranced by her large breasts, slender frame, and the confidence with which she carried herself. However, Milena's attention remained solely on Tim. Her devotion was unwavering; she only had eyes for him.

One of the men, daring and confident, approached them, "Hey there, beautiful. Want to join us for a game?"

Before Milena could respond, Tim stepped forward, protective of his wife. "Thanks, but we're good."

The man nodded, taking a step back. "Your loss," he said with a wink at Milena and returned to his friends.

Milena squeezed Tim's hand reassuringly. "I told you, it's always been you and only you."

Tim smiled, touched by her unwavering loyalty. "I know, Milena. I'm the luckiest man alive."

Back at their spot on the beach, Deshawn and Susan returned from their swim. Susan, ever the observer, couldn't help but notice the attention Milena received. "You know, Deshawn, with her beauty, Milena could have anyone she wants. Yet, she chose Tim."

Deshawn nodded, "Well, true love is a rare thing. Milena sees beyond the physical. She sees Tim's personality, his kindness and that's what she fell in love with."

Susan sighed, "I just wish she'd see... nevermind."

Deshawn raised an eyebrow, "See what?"

Susan hesitated for a moment, "It's just... I wish she'd experience a bit more of life, you know? I love Tim, but sometimes I wish she'd meet someone like you or Marcus. Someone confident, exciting, strong..."

DeShawn gently cut her off, "Susan, Milena's love for Tim is unwavering and I guess we have but to accept that."

Susan nodded, "You're right. I just... want the best for her."

As the morning came to an end, the group packed up their belongings, ready to head back to their vacation home. Milena and Tim, still lost in their world, shared one last moment on the beach.

"I love you, Tim," Milena whispered.

Tim smiled, holding her close, "And I love you, more than words can say."

They left the beach, hand in hand, their love for each other evident in every step they took. The morning was a testament to their unwavering love and loyalty, and they looked forward to many more such moments together.