The SUV stopped in front of the large wooden house. Alessia got out and looked at the building. This would be her home for the next two years. She felt a wave of relief. She had really wanted to get away from their families back home.

“Oh my god, Theo,” Alessia said. “I love it. We are going to be here for two years. It will be like one long honeymoon.”

She grabbed Theo’s arm. They had been married for six months. Theo was an architect. His company sent him to this remote spot in the Alps for a big project. They gave him this house so his marriage would stay strong while he worked.

Theo was a practical man. He liked things to make sense. He cared about Alessia being happy because it made his own life easier. When they left London, they told their parents and friends it would be hard to be away for so long. But inside, they were both happy to be far from everyone.

“It is perfect,” Theo said. “Just us. No one to bother us.”

Alessia nodded. “I always wanted to live like this, in the woods and in nature.”

She thought this move would make their bond stronger. Theo saw how happy she was and felt good about it. He wanted her to be satisfied so she wouldn’t complain while he was busy with work. They started taking their bags out of the car.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind them.

“Guten Tag, Herr und Frau...”

They both turned around, surprised. A man stood there. He looked about forty or forty-five years old. He was strong and fit. His body showed he had done hard work in the mountain air for a long time. He wore old track pants, a simple shirt, and a woolen cap. His skin was dark from the sun. His face looked a bit thin, which made him look like he was carrying a quiet sadness.

“Henry. My name. Cook and servant,” he said. He gave a small, crooked smile.

Theo remembered. This was the caretaker. He lived in a small room attached to the outside of the house. Theo thought having him there was a good idea. Henry could do the heavy work and cleaning. That meant Alessia would have less to do.

“Ah, right. Henry. I heard about you,” Theo said.

Alessia did not feel comfortable. She pulled Theo away and whispered so Henry could not hear.

“Theo, what is this? Look at him,” she said. “He looks like a wild man from the woods. Why do we need him? I can do the work here. I don’t want a stranger around while we are trying to be alone.”

She looked back at Henry. He was just standing there. She didn’t like the idea of him being in their space.

Theo looked at the big house and then at his wife.

“Alessia, this house is too big for you to clean alone,” he said. “And what if you get sick? I will be at work all day. I won’t be able to help much. He doesn’t have to cook, but let him do the cleaning and the garden.”

Alessia bit her lip. She didn’t want to scrub floors. She saw that Theo had already made up his mind. She nodded, but she wasn’t happy about it.

Henry had been watching them. He spoke again in a low, begging voice.

“What happened, sir? I won’t ask for much money. The last person gave me two thousand. You can give me eighteen hundred. Just let me keep the job. I have nowhere else to go.”

Theo felt sorry for him.

“No, it is fine. You can stay,” Theo said. “Take these bags inside. Is the house clean? Is our bedroom ready?”

“Sir, everything is very clean. Do not worry,” Henry said. He moved to the car and picked up the heavy bags easily.

“Good,” Theo said. “Bring us some tea when you are done. We want to rest.”

“Yes, sir,” Henry said.

Alessia watched him for a second and then went inside. She still felt uneasy. She wanted to be alone with Theo, but Theo’s practical side had won.

The first few weeks in the Alps went better than Alessia expected. The problems she thought Henry would cause never happened. He was very good at doing his work without being seen. He stayed in his small room outside and only came in when there was a job to do. As soon as he finished, he left.

Henry did all the cleaning and looked after the garden. He also worked in the kitchen. Because he did everything so well, Alessia and Theo did not have to worry about any chores. In London, they always had to deal with the boring details of daily life. Here, they were free.

They did not have to talk about who would wash the dishes or who would make dinner. Theo’s work was not too busy at the start. They spent their days like tourists, driving through the mountains and taking walks.

“You see?” Theo said one afternoon. “Keeping Henry was a great idea. We don’t have to do any work at all.”

Alessia agreed. She was no longer annoyed by him. “He is very good at his job. I hardly even see him.”

Since Henry was so quiet and spent most of his time outside or in the kitchen, Alessia stopped being careful about what she wore. She started walking around the house in very short denim shorts and thin tops. She had a tall, fit body and she felt comfortable showing it. She felt like the house truly belonged to her. She would sit on the sofa for hours, looking at her phone or reading. She barely looked at Henry when he walked past her to clean the furniture or bring in wood for the fire.

Henry was a perfect worker. He was honest and did exactly what he was told. He never tried to start a conversation. He never stayed in a room longer than he had to. When the sun went down, he ate his food in his outside room and went to sleep. He did not make any noise or get in their way.

Alessia started to think of him like a piece of furniture. He was useful and he stayed in his place. She didn’t feel like she had to hide anything from him. This made her feel relaxed. She thought this peaceful time would help her and Theo get closer. She waited for the excitement they had when they first met to come back.

But as the weeks passed, life in the house became very repetitive. The “honeymoon” looked good from the outside, but Alessia began to feel a gap growing between her and Theo. The silence of the mountains only made the silence between them feel louder.

When the sun went down, the house felt very isolated. This was the time Alessia wanted to be close to Theo, but it was becoming the most frustrating part of her day. Every night was the same.

Theo would finish his dinner, check his work messages, and say it was time for bed. Once they were in their room, the intimacy Alessia wanted did not happen. Theo treated sex like a task. He was an engineer, and he wanted to get things done quickly and correctly.

He would pull her close, but his hands moved too fast. He would take off her clothes in a hurry. He did not spend time looking at her body or touching her in a way that made her feel wanted. There was no slow build-up.

“Theo, wait... let’s just slow down,” she whispered one night.

“I have to be at the site early tomorrow, love,” he said. He was already moving her toward the middle of the bed.

He would get on top of her almost immediately. He didn’t give her a chance to get ready. The routine was always the same: a few quick kisses, then he would push his cock inside her pussy. For the next four or five minutes, he would just thrust inside her in a steady way. He never touched her breasts or used his mouth to explore her body.

Alessia thought he might be worried about finishing too fast, so he stayed focused only on himself. It always ended with a standard kiss and his ejaculation. Then he would roll over and fall into a deep sleep right away.

Alessia would lie there in the dark feeling empty. She never felt filled or satisfied like her friends had described. She had hoped that being in this quiet place would make their sex life better. Instead, it was just something Theo did before he went to sleep.

Because she loved him, she didn’t complain. Theo was a good man in other ways. He was kind, he worked hard, and he let her do whatever she wanted. He didn’t care what she wore or how she spent her time. But as she listened to him sleep, her body felt a deep hunger.

She wanted to be handled and explored. She wanted a man who would spend a long time just tasting her pussy. She wanted someone who would hold her hips with real strength. She wanted deep, powerful thrusts that would finally give her the release she needed. She was starting to realize he wasn’t capable of giving her that.