Marti had always been rather self conscious of her body.  She was pleasingly plump, and had been most of her life.  Now, here she was, laying naked, in bed with the love of her life, and she had no thought of covering herself at all.  She watched his face as his eyes devoured her body, and his slow sweet smile.<br/><br/>Listening to the rich timbre of his voice, the slow southern drawl, that he swore he didn't have, but Marti noticed his accent as very different from her own.  The way he said her name, or called her Kitten or Doll, nearly made her melt into a puddle of desire.  Just the sound of his voice made her want him, but then she loved this man.  She chuckled to herself, as she realized that she did indeed love this man, with all her heart, and she wondered where this would take them.  She didn't think she could go back to her old life alone.  Not now.<br/><br/>"Are there some cheeses on that fruit tray, Jeremiah?  We need protein, darling!"  She didn't mention the strawberries, whipped cream and honey, but she smiled to herself, at the thought of eating such an erotic combination off his fine body.<br/><br/>"Trying out the shower sounds like a fine idea!  I'm not sure I can move off the bed yet, I'm so relaxed and sated.  I feel like a cat, who needs to just snooze in the sun!"  Marti giggled, as she held her hand out to him, for him to help pull her to her feet.