The time had not taken as long as he would have liked, for in his mind he should still be the young virile stud of decades ago, but alas, time and age had taken their toll, and he would have to employ better methods of lingering over and under the body of his new lover when the time of glorious sexual appetites prevailed; which he thought would be repeatedly and often, as much as the climactic beginnings of their sexual adventure on this, the first of many encounters to come.<br/><br/>“Marti; when I can again move my weary bones, and climb to my feet to aid in your getting up from our bed…how about a shower?  This room has a wonderful tub with several shower heads.  Until then, lay with me and feel the joys of our love as it seeps from my body to yours, and yours to mine.”  His grin was one of purely sated physical and emotional completion and his eyes drifted shut while he pulled himself against her.  The touch of her flesh was warming to his spirit, to his mind, and to the very essence of his love for the woman he had dreamt of and never found…until now.<br/>