The DILF (Sebastian Vettel)

19. The Road Trip

A/N: the conversation in bold font is in German, but I couldn't be bothered to translate it haha

Savannah opened her eyes and smiled as she saw Seb fast asleep in bed besides her.  For the first time since they'd begun sharing a bed she had woken up before him.  

He looked peaceful, younger even, as if sleep had taken away all the pressures of day to day life.    She longed to reach out and touch his stubble covered face.   It was just long enough to scratch her hand...if she'd dared to have touched him that was. 

His hair looked a little wild, his golden curls were sticking up in all directions.   Savannah smiled again.  One day he would get it cut.

"Like what you see?" Seb mumbled, his eyes still shut. How the hell had he known she was looking at him?   His eyelids flickered and she found herself staring into his ocean blue eyes.   "Guten Morgen mein Engel. Hast du gut geschlafen?"

Savannah laughed nervously.  He'd taken to saying random phrases in German around her since he'd started to teach her bits of his language just after she'd moved in.   He liked testing her to see what she'd remembered.  "Um, Guten morgen is good morning.  I have no idea what else you said."  Seb smiled, shaking his head. 

"I asked if you slept well."  He left out the bit where he'd called her his angel.  

"Gut Danke." Seb reached out and cupped her cheek. She felt herself blushing. "I'm so slow at picking it up, for fuck's sake."

"You'll get there," he told her.

He shifted onto his back, feeling his usual morning erection growing.

Savannah sat up. "I supposed I'd better get up. The kids will be up soon."

"Stay a bit," Seb blurted out. Savannah smiled at him and laid back down. Seb slid his arm around her shoulder.

"So what's the plan for today?" she  asked him.

"Well I thought we'd just hang around here by the pool. Tomorrow we can have a day out somewhere, I'll have a look online and see what there is to do locally. Then Friday, Saturday and Sunday you and I will be at the track."

"They're announcing you Friday yeah?"

"Yep."

"Excited?"

"Not really. Doesn't make any difference to me. It's getting started that excites me."

"When do you start officially?"

"We haven't got a firm date yet but it will be early January."

"You can always stay with my parents when you're over at the factory. They're only about a ten minute drive away."

"Well hopefully I'll have met them by then."

"We'll arrange something when Nana and Gramps get back."

"That won't be long will it?"

"Two weeks.  I can't wait to see them.  I don't know how they'll take the news of us being engaged though."

"They like me, they'll be fine," he said grinning.   

Seb's phone beeped signalling he had a text.  He picked it up. 

Britta: Ich muss mit Ihnen reden. Rufen Sie mich jetzt zurück!

"Britta wants me to call her now.  It sounds important."

He climbed out of bed, keeping his back to her so she wouldn't see that he still had a semi hard cock. 

He dialled Britta's number.  She answered almost immediately.   They conversed in German, which Seb was thankful for.  He didn't want Savannah to overhear what they were talking about.  If she knew then she'd just get over stressed again and he wanted this to be a nice peaceful break for her.