Marriage, Trials and Joys
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				Title: <strong>Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>09-05-2009, 22:38:17</strong>
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				Jeremy Johnston had been fortunate, not only had his career gone smoothly after only a two year degree had been finished in 1993, he had found his soul mate, married her and found the joys and trials of children…so much like the typical all American dream, yet it takes work to make dreams come true.&nbsp; So far, even now in 2009 the reality was as wonderful as the dreams themselves…well almost.<br><br>As he reflected back along the years since he met Tori in her brand new boutique downtown, he recalled the wonders of experiencing new love, heated desire, and yes the joy of feeling them join in orgasm.&nbsp; She was, and still is beautiful, her long dark hair still so shining and full, the waves it falls in bring most men to look twice, yet they seem to look farther down most of the time, even now after three kids her body was like one of those centerfold models all guys drool over.&nbsp; <br><br>Jer was no slouch though, he took care to keep fit, and he rode at least 100 miles a week on his bicycle, though it was usually just back and forth to work and then one pleasure ride a week when he could.&nbsp; He was not real tall, but then 5’10” isn’t short by any means, and he was, after all, 3” taller than Tori.&nbsp; He was lucky, his dark blond hair held its color well in the California sunshine, though it didn’t shine as much in San Francisco as it did down south, better for him, the contrast of his tanned face balanced out the look well.&nbsp; His pale blue eyes shone brightly from them non-stop; whether at work at the advertising agency, at play with the family, or during whatever activities he happened to enjoy at the time.&nbsp; His interests lay in having a good day, and sometimes that had its own set of problems for a relationship needed trust, absolute trust, and the models he sometimes had to hang out with could give most wives a green eyed streak…so far he had not strayed, but the availability was there and at times he knew she wondered.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>09-05-2009, 23:20:18</strong>
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				Parking her luxury SUV in the small driveway of their contemporary home in the Presidio Wall area of San Francisco, Victoria Johnston immediately got out and went to retrieve her children. She had just returned from picking up their oldest, a seven year old boy, from his second grade class. Opening his door, she let him hop out as she went to retrieve their two other children from the back seat. Helping their four year old daughter from her seat, she let her follow her brother inside. Picking up their youngest and carrying the sleeping toddler inside, she took a quick look at the clock needing to know how much time she had left. <br><br>This was a typical day for Victoria. Waking up early to run or do yoga, she was always up before her husband and children, making sure breakfast was made and everyone was set to start their days. She spent a long portion of her day at the boutique that she owned, before going to pick up their children from preschool and elementary school.&nbsp; Their youngest would either be with her at the boutique or stay with her mother who lived nearby.&nbsp; Once home she would get them set up with a snack before providing them with activities and play time before dinner. That was unless she had to go back to work, but that wasn't the case today.<br><br>She had gotten used to her routines, despite the fact that there seemed to not be enough hours in a day or that the stress was sometimes overwhelming. Starting to make sandwiches for the kids, she knew that soon she would have to start getting ready for the event she and her husband were to attend that night. She loved going&nbsp; to her husband's events, and being able to spend some time with him away from their house. But sometimes it was hard - she didn't always love all of his coworkers, nor did she love all of the networking that often happened at these events.&nbsp; But then again, it always meant that she got to dress up in some new outfit from her boutique and show off not only her impeccable taste but her love for her husband.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>10-05-2009, 02:16:33</strong>
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				Jeremy made it through the day, everything went pretty well, the models had shown up on time for once, the photographer followed instructions, which in itself was astounding, and once the shoot was done he had found himself proofing the digital shots in his private office on the 15th floor to see which would need editing or not and fill the customer’s need…if any met the need, which even they weren’t bad for once.&nbsp; His position with the agency now allowed him to proof photos and copy, lay them out per the customer’s wants, and then sit in while the sales folk did the pitch.&nbsp; Rather an in between level position, neither management or labor, but at least he wasn’t fighting the same hard life as when he began a decade earlier.&nbsp; It was advertising, so glamorous from the outsides looking in, filled with stress, deadlines and politics from the inner sanctum of corporate life.&nbsp; <br><br>But this was his life, and for the most part loved it.&nbsp; At least he made a comfortable living, and between his and Tori’s income from the boutique, they had made a home in the Presidio, not the least favored part of town to be sure.&nbsp; Today was one of those times he both looked forward to and feared…no not fear so much as dread…yet another schmoozing party for the clients to get wooed, and the models to get groped…that part he found entertaining at any rate, though he would never dream of telling Tori, though she probably knew he watched with interest.&nbsp; Once the five o’clock bell rang, so to speak, he trudged down to the street level garage to retrieve his bike, his one sense of total freedom in life.<br><br>He bundled up his sports coat and rolled up the sleeves of the faint off white shirt, bound the ankles of his slacks and then after stuffing the coat into the saddle bag unlocked the chain, stuffing it in atop of the coat.&nbsp; It wasn’t a long ride from the downtown office building to the Presidio, only four miles, and for the most part, considering it was San Francisco, fairly level…or so he justified as he swept down the first hill and trudged up the next.&nbsp; He could just as easily have driven the vintage Jag, but the air was pleasant, the ride gave him the opportunity to clear his mind of the day behind him and focus on the evening ahead, though this one would prove fruitful, he hoped…the kids would be spending the night with Tori’s mom, and he might, just might, if he played his cards right get lucky.<br><br>It took about fifteen minutes at a slow pace to get to the house; he pulled up to the garage as usual and clicked the door remote on his keychain.&nbsp; The door rose at the usual slow pace and as it got high enough he ducked under it and lifted&nbsp; the&nbsp; bike to the rack, a&nbsp; rack for two bikes, though hers did not get used nearly as much as his own.&nbsp; He pulled the coat from the saddle bag and shook it out, a routine he never broke, because though he chose to ride a bike he still cared about looking sharp, and for the most part did.&nbsp; He stepped through the kitchen door and hung his coat in the normal spot, looking around he didn’t see the kids, or Tori for that matter…he wondered, it was almost 5:30 already, he’d barely have time to shower and dress before the party, much less get there…he knew he should have taken off early today.<br><br>He went to the living room, and there wee the kids, engrossed in some cartoon on TV, he smiled as said “Wassup Kids?&nbsp; Have a good day?”&nbsp; Each one turned their head and as if a flood gate had opened they piled on him like locusts.&nbsp; After the initial surge he asked “where’s your mom, she upstairs getting ready?”&nbsp; They all nodded at once and pointed to the staircase…he smiled and said “OK, just keep watching, daddy has to get ready too…behave yourselves.”&nbsp; He turned and went up the single flight of stairs to the second floor, he heard her in the bath room, the door open about half way.&nbsp; He was feeling pretty frisky, and crept to the door quietly, peered through the opening and saw her standing there…just a bra, panties and slip on….his thoughts only came up with one thing&nbsp; ‘sweet’.<br><br>He figured she knew he was home after the commotion down stairs, but slipped into the room and came up behind her like a snake, or some other such dangerous creature.&nbsp; He wrapped his arms around her waist almost before she was aware he was there, he chuckled and squeezed her tight saying “Hi baby…feel like gettin’ lucky?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>10-05-2009, 06:42:20</strong>
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				Humming softly to herself, Victoria had been busy straightening her long dark wavy locks. Standing in just a sheer nude satin slip, that hid the undergarments she had on underneath, she hadn't noticed her husband enter the bathroom at all. Having just put down the straightener, her full lips formed a smirk as she heard her husband's words.<br><br>"I always feel like getting lucky when it comes to you." She teased before letting her hands drop to rest on top of his. "I thought I heard quite the excitement downstairs, so I'm glad to know that I was right about what the kids were happy about."<br><br>Pulling back slightly, she turned fully in her husband's arms so that she was now facing him. Her hands crept up his arms slowly till they were resting on his shoulders. "We don't have time for any of the ideas I know you have in your mind. What - did you see enough half naked models today that all you could think about was seeing a half naked wife?" She teased before reaching up and pressing a soft kiss to his jawline. Slowly she fluttered soft kisses along the rest of his jawline, following its natural path all the way towards his ear. Only then did she pull back, leaning back as she looked up at him.<br><br>"Now if you're thinking of taking a shower you should do that." She laughed softly before her hands dropped down to his chest and pushed him away playfully. Taking a step away from him she started to walk towards the door that led towards their large master bedroom. "I still need to pick out a dress to wear tonight. I brought a few new ones from the store home, I just need to pick one. And I still need to pack the kids' things before my mom gets here." She started to call out the things she needed to do. Victoria loved her to-do lists. It was how she got through her day to day, how she juggled all of the stress and activities that filled her days. Times like tonight, when there seemed to be too much to do and not enough time, Victoria liked to say those lists out loud to make sure her husband was on the same page as her.<br><br>"Do you think this party is going to go late tonight?" Vic called out from where she now stood in her closet, looking over her outfit choices for that night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>10-05-2009, 12:02:38</strong>
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				Vic, his still ‘oh so hot’ wife didn’t seem startled that he had come up behind her, instead she began talking at once, a twisted half smile on her face easily seen in the mirror before them.&nbsp; Her words were first a tease, which he could only hope were real and not just a tease, a quickie in the shower would be a great way to start the evening.&nbsp; The bit on the kids was far too mundane a thought for his mood right now and he grimaced as he knew what would be coming next.&nbsp; The other shoe was about to drop.<br><br>As she turned in his arms to face him he smiled, the wonder of her body never ceased to amaze him.&nbsp; She came in closer and trailed a series of kisses along his jaw and again his hopes grew, even to the point of his genitals feeling the stirrings of thoughtful ideas.&nbsp; She spoke again, and, yep, there it was…the other shoe dropped like a ton of bricks; but she was right, time was pressing and he would just have to wait.&nbsp; Before he released her to do whatever it was her list would hold he slid his hands up along her sides and brushed across the sheer fabric to gently cradle her tits for a moment and replied “The only model I want to see is you, and there’s no ‘half naked’ about it Vic…I want it all…out there for me to see, on top so I can watch or underneath so I can feel what we like best.”&nbsp; He broke off his commentary with a chuckle and then added “The kids will be gone tonight baby…so, how about it…feel like getting lucky?”<br><br>He didn’t get an answer, but at least he had planted the seed of thought as she playfully pushed him away and walked from the bath room quoting her list.&nbsp; He shook his head side to side, he’d heard them all before, luckily his nature was not so compulsive to make mental, vocal, and even neatly written lists…it was one of those things he got used to over the years…he smile and spoke loud enough for her to hear him as he undressed “Need any help picking out one?&nbsp; I’ll help with the kid’s stuff when I get done in the shower.”&nbsp; He heard her disappear into the walk in closet, her words now muffled he stripped of&nbsp; the briefs that remained and tossed them into the hamper, the other things hung neatly on a peg placed just for that purpose…that was his kind of compulsion.<br><br>He climbed in the shower stall and closed the frosted glass door, the steam rose quickly from the stall over the top; he had forgotten to turn on the exhaust fan…”damn” he muttered under his breath.&nbsp; He thought about yelling for Tori to do it for him, but she was busy, he’d just be sure his shower wasn’t a long one.&nbsp; He soaped up and rinsed in record time, rinsed the sweat from his hair and turned off the shower head…the gentle full spray felt so damned good he hated to, but time pressed on.&nbsp; He opened the door and reached around to get his towel, the second on the bar…it was there as usual, neat, clean, and hung with precise care…he smiled at just how good life was when a guy had the right wife to take care of him.&nbsp; He dried off, scrubbed through his hair to get out the excess water, and stepped from the enclosure.&nbsp; He looked into the full length mirror at the open end of the room, his reflection as expected….older than yesterday; but that’s life in the big city…not bad though, he still had a fair set of abs, nothing sagged around the belly, and as he turned to view the other side he flexed his buttocks and smiled quietly…yep, still hard as a rock, and laughed softly.&nbsp; He hung up the towel and went to the mirror; thankfully the steam hadn’t reached low enough in the room to fog it up.&nbsp; Opening a drawer he got out the necessary stuff to comb his locks, ran a quick pass over his chin, neck and upper lip to be sure his clean shaven look was intact for the night’s event.&nbsp; He grabbed up the tooth brush and took care of that…still standing naked in front of the one sink counter, hips pressed against the marble edge as he brushed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>10-05-2009, 22:47:56</strong>
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				Walking into the bathroom once more, Victoria was no longer wearing her slip. Now she was simply wearing a black satin strapless bra and a matching pair of boy shorts. In her hands were three dresses that she was considering wearing - a black sheeth like dress with a very defined waist and pockets; a dress that the top was a deep eggplant satin with a lower neckline that was connected to a black short skirt that was made of a cotton material; and finally a strapless burgundy empire waisted satin cocktail dress, the top part of which was gathered in quite the pattern. <br><br>"Which one do you think I should wear?" Victoria asked as she stopped once she was deep into the bathroom. Holding the dresses up, she looked up and finally noticed that her husband was standing naked inspecting himself in the mirror. "What are you doing Jer?" <br><br>Moving to hold all the dresses in one hand, Victoria stepped closer till she was standing closer to him. Reaching up, she started to run her fingertips up and down his bare back. "You better be glad that the kids are enjoying their Disney movie and not wanting to come up and find their daddy." She giggled softly and shook her head. Reaching over she hung her dresses on the hook near where he had hung his clothing. Moving back towards him she moved to stand behind him and took a step forward.&nbsp; Running her hands up his bare back and up towards his shoulder she leaned in to press against him softly. "You trying to tempt me my dear husband?" She smirked leaning in to press kisses along his shoulder blade. <br><br>Pressing into him more, she smirked even more as her lips started to move towards his neck, pressing butterfly kisses to his skin. "Come on, you pick out which dress for me to wear, I'm going to take care of packing up the baby's things, you can take care of Chase and Chloe's things." She teased before pressing one more kiss to the side of his neck, her hands wrapping around to feel and touch his bare chest. "So sexy. Maybe you will get lucky tonight after all."<br><br>Pulling back slowly, she reached for her silk robe that was hanging and wrapped it tightly around herself. Winking at him playfully she made her way towards the nursery to pack up the baby's bag. Her mother watched the kids often for them and therefore had many of of the necessities. It was really about packing a change of clothes and the things that the kids refused to be parted for, even for a night, like the baby's "blankie" or favored stuffed animal. Making sure everything was packed, she made her way down to check on the kids. <br><br>"Grandma is going to be here soon. You are going to have so much fun tonight. Movies, and ice cream. I'm sure grandpa is going to have many presents for you." She smiled at the kids as she checked to see that they were all happily watching the movie. Picking up their youngest who was begging for her mommy, she smiled at the 18 month old toddler as she whispered things to get her to giggle. <br><br>Hearing the keys in the door, she knew her mother had arrived. Making her way to greet her mother, she got there just as her mother opened the door. Victoria's mother was in her 50s and kept an active lifestyle, which helped her ability to keep up with her young grandchildren. As trendy and chic as her daughter was, she was just as put together but always quite preppy in her attire. <br><br>"Thank you mom." Victoria smiled as she handed over the baby to her mother. "Its not a problem dear. But you need to get dressed you are going to be late. Tori you go up and get ready, I'll play with the kids down here." The older woman said but seemed to be much more enthralled in playing with the baby getting her to laugh.<br><br>"Okay, okay. Jeremy is going to bring the kids things down once he's dress. We'll be ready to leave soon." Kissing her mother's cheek once, she hurried her way back upstairs to their bedroom. Taking off her robe, the moment she stepped into the bedroom so she was once again just in her lingerie, she called out to her husband as she walked into the bathroom. "So which dress am I wearing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 12:51:39</strong>
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				He had finished brushing his teeth and as he began to walk to the door again paused in front of the full length mirror.&nbsp; This time he checked his hair…still no balding, a trait his dad had found early in life….thank goodness he hadn’t as yet seen any spots that were thinner than the rest.&nbsp; He also took a moment to flex his abs, the suit he’d wear tonight fit snugly and he wanted to be sure that he’d fit in it well enough…he couldn’t help but smile…and then her heard Tori come in.<br><br>She was holding three dresses, it would be his task to schmoose her into the one he wanted her to wear…she asked, but wasn’t always willing to take his advice; this time was a bit different…she looked at him and asked what he was doing…he grinned and sheepishly replied… ”checking out the old guy you’re going to the party with” and with a wink added “sure you’re not ready for a quickie before we go…that movie will keep them entertained for a while."&nbsp; She sidled up to his back and began running her fingernails up his back….he stood still and&nbsp; enjoyed her taunting ways, a smile brushed his face as her lips trailed across his shoulder.&nbsp; He replied “damn straight babe, you know how I am when we get some time to ourselves” he chuckled naughtily.<br><br>He straightened up when she quit and went on with the request of choice, though was delighted when she said he may indeed get lucky. Another smile painted itself on his face.&nbsp; But before he could respond she was off again…taking care of what needed to be done…something he both dreaded and loved about her, but more loved it because if it came down to it, she’d take on the world for her family, and win.&nbsp; He called after her “Okay, I’ll get their stuff gathered as soon as I’m decent.”&nbsp; He saw her walk out the bedroom door as he walked in from the bathroom, went to the closet and got out some fresh briefs, dress sox, and a cotton sleeveless undershirt.&nbsp; He quickly slipped them on and grabbed the hangers with his soft grey dress shirt and charcoal pinstripe suit.&nbsp; It may not have been the latest rage in men’s attire, but it was his favorite, and even if he had to fight Vic over wearing it…he knew she’d cave soon enough and he could feel comfortable. It didn’t take long before he was again in front of the mirror muttering to himself ‘yep…that works’.<br><br>He walked across the hall and gathered Chloe’s night clothes and an outfit for in the morning, then on to Chase’s room and did the same…he knew they would be content with whatever daddy picked out, so he wasn’t that picky this time as to&nbsp; being fashion conscious.&nbsp; Each had their own bag….well back pack really, and when done he walked to the kid’s bath room and got together a brush for one and a comb for the other, and tooth brushes for each.&nbsp; He went back to the master bedroom and waited, he listened to Tori talking to her mom, it would only be seconds before she’d be back upstairs; he was right, he noticed that the bay was giggling loudly, grandma must be tickling it torturously…it did his heart good to know that the kids knew that kind of love.<br><br>She brushed past him as she shed her robe…the look of her again brought naughty thoughts to him, but now was not the time.&nbsp; She asked which she should wear; the answer to him was obvious… “The burgundy will be great Vic…” he knew she wouldn’t go braless the way he’d like her to, but he had to give it a shot. He walked to the door of the bathroom and watched as she slipped into the burgundy with the plunging neckline and empire gathering…it was nothing short of hot on her…he groaned inwardly, but outwardly he only smiled again.&nbsp; As she adjusted the shoulders he walked up behind her and zipped up the back and with a nimble move hooked the catch at the top.&nbsp; After that he slid his arms around her and did his own teases…little kisses on her shoulder and neck were meant to entice her into wanting to blow of the party and stay home….all night.<br>He whispered to her ear “How about if we just let your mom take the kids and stay home… sexy pleasure guaranteed” he quipped. Her reaction was pretty much as expected…they were going to the party.<br><br>Once she had donned her shoes, they were on their way, said their good byes to the kids and her mother quickly and went to the garage to the waiting SUV.&nbsp; He had thought about suggesting the Jag, but the rag top was not the best choice for going to a party, at least not one of business type, had to arrive less wind blown and rumpled than the rag top would allow.&nbsp; Soon they were walking in to the office building and on their way up to the 15th floor, the executive level maintained by the agency.&nbsp; Strangely enough, they had some time alone in the elevator; no one else was going up right then.&nbsp; He stood next to the hottest woman that would be in attendance, and even though the models would be there in full regalia of fashion, he knew he was the luckiest guy at the ball…he chuckled softly and slipped his hand over her sweet rounded ass saying “you sure we can’t just blow this off and find a hotel?”<br><br>Before he had a chance to hear the obvious reply the doors opened, and there before them were dozens of folk from varied countries, and varied interests….she knew most of them from other gatherings, but Jer noticed one in particular and pointed him out.&nbsp; “Be careful of Mr. Nakamora, he’ll be after you doll, and he doesn’t like taking no for an answer.&nbsp; He’s a fairly new client, but I’ve already heard from some of the models that he’s really in to tall brunettes, especially ones that look as hot as you do.”&nbsp; They walked on in, greeting folk, spending the time doing what one does at social business gatherings.&nbsp; They shared a few good chuckles at the clients hitting on the more scantily clad models, and watched more than one disappear for a little while only to return a bit more ruffled around the edges than before.&nbsp; As he expected, Tori was the hit of the party, most everyone who didn’t already know her thought he had brought a new model as a date.&nbsp; His pride demanded that he not straighten that out at first, but then would always admit they had been married for years.&nbsp; &nbsp;The reactions were usually a high five or a quick wink as to how fortunate he was.&nbsp; <br><br>For the most part they stayed near each other, but at times she would get wrangled off by someone, as would he, the party went about as usual, and by 11, he thought it was time to go, most of his bosses had already left, so it was doable to slip away.&nbsp; They made it to the elevator, and again were alone…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 05:37:31</strong>
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				The night had gone, for the most part, just as Victoria had expected. She had tried to convince her husband not to wear the suit he wanted, though as usual she eventually caved. He really did look quite handsome and sexy in the suit, though she would never admit that to his face. But it did give her an idea of something she wanted to prepare for him . . .a surprise, but that wasn't the most important thing on her mind. Not tonight.<br><br>No, tonight, Victoria was completely consumed with doing one of the roles she loved the best - playing the perfect wife. She stood at his side, complimenting his bosses and their wives. Paying her respects and even flirting a bit when need be to the older men. She spoke about fashion and "mom" things with the wives. She helped keep the conversations flowing and making sure that everyone around her husband was having a wonderful time, and that they realized how great an asset her husband was to their companies. She stepped away when pulled away by various wives or other guests, and always made sure to return to his side once things were done. At these events, Victoria saw her role as her husband's greatest accessory - like a diamond ring or jeweled necklace, she was there to accentuate her husband's best assets and to be there to seal the deal when necessary.<br><br>Victoria always thought her husband came alive at these events. His personality was out on display, and he knew exactly how to act and what to say to get favorable reactions from his bosses and his clients. In her mind there was no surprise that he was as successful as he was. She also believed that if it wasn't because of her and the kids, he would have gone farther in the company. But he valued his time with his family too much to give up even more to be a higher level administrator. And for that Victoria respected and loved her husband. Because as much as their careers meant to both of them, their family and each other came above all else. <br><br>By the time that they had made it back into the elevator, Victoria was just a bit tipsy from the several glasses of champagne and wine she had throughout the evening. When she leaned against the wall of the elevator and looked over at him with a playful smirk, she realized that she hadn't actually eaten anything that evening. It just meant that she was in an even more playful mood then she had been before the party had even begun. <br><br>Pulling her back off the elevator, she stepped a bit closer to him - her tall black stilettos made her the same height as her husband. Licking her lips slowly, she was glad that she was now at the same level as her husband so she could look him directly in his eyes. "I must admit, despite how much I hate this suit . . . you look pretty sexy tonight." She teased her hands slipping down his chest to unbutton his suit jacket, her hands slipping against his chest, moving to wrap around his body slowly. <br><br>"So we get sexy time tonight?" She teased. "You know we could call off work tomorrow and spend all day in bed together. My mom is taking the kids to school and watching the baby. I don't have to be to the store if I don't want to . . . we could just spend some time hiding from the world." She leaned in and brushed her lips against his, but not actually pressing them against his. <br><br>"What do you say?" She whispered and then pulled back as she heard the elevator doors opening up. Slowly walking backwards, she kept her eyes on him curious to see if he would follow and what he would say.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>14-05-2009, 13:24:55</strong>
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				He chuckled quietly as she complimented him in the suit he knew she disliked, well not disliked, but would prefer something a bit more up to date.&nbsp; He knew the wine was doing a bit of the talking for her, but he smiled broadly, it had been too long since they had time alone, and he was more than ready for it as he heard her ask whether they could get some ‘sexy time tonight.’&nbsp; He felt her unbutton the suit coat and slip her arms around him, he returned the move and wrapped his arms around her shoulders as she concluded her suggestive chatter.&nbsp; <br><br>Her face was at his level with the high heels, she didn’t need them to be tall enough to carry off the evening wear, but somehow it made her even sexier than usual….he wondered if that&nbsp; were what guys figured as the tramp factor and whispered back a reply.<br>“That’s probably the best idea you’ve had in a long time, and you seem to always have good ideas” and giggled like a school boy in heat as her lips brushed against his.&nbsp; She apparently hadn’t gotten his message clearly so he replied again “I say yes…yes to sexy time tonight, and yes to tomorrow…I want you so bad right now Tori, I’m surprised I have managed to keep Mr. Long John from causing a tent” and chuckled again more loudly as the doors began to slide open.&nbsp; He looked through the opening doors and followed her to the wall beside them, pressed the close button and leaned his hand against the wall beside her.&nbsp; As soon as they wee again alone he pushed the stop button to keep the elevator from being paged elsewhere or the doors opening during his own bit of teasing.<br><br>He leaned in more closely, once again their lips connected, this time though he pressed against hers with a desire that couldn’t be taken as anything but lust.&nbsp; His lips parted and hungrily took hers, even a bit of tongue got involved as he played the teasing game with her, moves long since established as foreplay for the ‘old married couple’.&nbsp; As his finger held the stop button depressed on the panel, his other hand swept up0ward and cupped her right breast tauntingly and he whispered “how bout we start the night right now?” as he released her tit and chuckled.&nbsp; He released the button and the doors slid open as he kissed her once for good measure.&nbsp; “Let’s go find the car and get on the road.”&nbsp; He leaned away and held out a hand to take hers as they walked through the lobby.&nbsp; Soon they found themselves in the SUV; he was at the wheel, especially since he rarely drank alcohol when at the company functions.&nbsp; His norm was to carry a soda and lime around like the real thing, but he dared never get tipsy while around the bosses and clients.&nbsp; A personal decision that was not demanded of him, but it had worked for quite a while and he felt good about it.&nbsp; He also felt pretty darned good right then that she did drink a few glasses of ‘the grape’.<br><br>He leaned over and laid his hand on her thigh as she fastened the seat belt and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as a reminder of what was to come, put the car in gear and drove out of the underground garage.&nbsp; As they turned on to Lombard he looked over at her and said “slide over Vic…” and winked naughtily.&nbsp; He wanted to be close enough to really touch her during the ride home, his idea of a public display of affection, and by now she knew him well enough to expect his affections and advances; he didn’t think she’d mind this time.&nbsp; After all it was dark and the trip home would only take a few minutes, so he wouldn’t get carried away as if they were headed for Stinson Beach over in Marin County…an advance he had done once before that turned out well for the both of them during the ride and afterwards…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 08:03:17</strong>
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				Unbuckling her seatbelt, Tori knew exactly what her husband was getting out. Slipping over closer to him she smiled as she playfully crossed her legs. The move caused her skirt to move up, but she also knew that it would give her husband a harder time to gain any particular access he may have wanted. She loved the teasing and taunting that was common in their relationship. Shifting her body slightly she leaned over to kiss his neck softly.<br><br>Her face was hidden by his neck, so he couldn't see her smirking. But she kept pressing soft kisses to his neck, slowly moving her way up towards his earlobe. Tugging on it gently with her teeth, she was still smirking as she moved her lips up closer to his ear so she could whisper. "So then its settled. We're going to play hooky tomorrow, and spend the day in bed together. Nothing will bother us till the kids come home around 5." She whispered. "Just think of all the things we can try out tomorrow when no one is around . . ." She teased as she pressed a soft kiss to his ear before reaching down to tug on his earlobe once more.<br><br>While her lips continued to tease and nip at his skin, her hand moved to slide along his leg. Her nimble fingers danced playfully in lazy circles and shapes as she moved closer to his crotch before dancing across his apparent excitement. Her hand slowly continued to move up, reaching for the edge of his shirt and starting to pull it loose from his pants. She wanted him ready for her when they got home. She knew exactly what it was he wanted to do to her - how he wanted to tease her. But she wanted to make sure that he wasn't the only one who could make the drive home interesting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>16-05-2009, 12:35:58</strong>
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				His plans had been dashed by her overt acts, but that was just as well.&nbsp; As she teased him in long languished moves along his neck he could only grin and enjoy the offering.&nbsp; Her words brought goose bumps to him…as well as another more pronounced bump hidden within his slacks.&nbsp; Her teasing was so hot, she knew every inch of him, and knew just which spots to put the right amount of pressure to in taunting him.&nbsp; They were almost home and passing a 24 hour grocery, small, but would have a few things.&nbsp; About the time she slipped her hand across his now eager tool and pulled the shirttail from his waistband he did a quick right turn to the curb, slammed the SUV into park and looked at her surprised expression with a twisted smile of delight.<br><br>“Victoria, if we’re going to play tonight and all day tomorrow….we need a few groceries…well at least some fruits and maybe some other stuff.”&nbsp; Her expression was choice, it wasn’t often he surprised her, but he thought she really was, or was it shock?<br><br>“I’ll run in and get some things, unless you want to come in too, we could choose together, and you already know what we have on hand” he chuckled softly as his hand grasped the door handle waiting for a reply.&nbsp; She shook her head side to side in bewilderment…they had enjoyed fruits on occasion before, but not for quite a while, and what else he had in mind she could only wonder, he hoped…until the time was right.<br><br>She didn’t make a move, so he opened the door and virtually loped to the store’s door.&nbsp; Once inside he grabbed one of those large plastic carry totes, a carry out bag to avoid the usual query of paper or plastic and headed for the dairy section…the first thing was a can of whipped cream, a must for sure.&nbsp; After that he managed to snatch up a variety of fruits…cherries, strawberries, bananas, and even a mango for good measure in the produce section… some vegetables were in order as well for snacks…a head of lettuce, tomatoes, a fresh avocado, cauliflower,&nbsp; and a cucumber would do nicely.&nbsp; As he made his selections he passed the deli section and thought again about easy to fix snacks and such, he grabbed up some cold meat and cheese among others…a loaf of bread seemed fitting, and he wondered what if any wine they had at the house.&nbsp; Not knowing for sure what they would have; he grabbed up a nice cabernet and a white zinfandel in case, and then decided that it was going to be a fun….long encounter and grabbed another of each to be sure her current buzz didn’t ebb too soon, he chuckled at the thoughts that danced in his head…almost giddy.<br><br>As he walked quickly to the checkout he passed by a section he would rarely have paid any mind to, but thought…why not and picked up a small box with a suggestive graphic on the cover… ‘Textured, enticingly flavored, active ribbed pleasure’…and tossed it in the tote as well.&nbsp; Taking note of the tubes above it he grabbed one of the newer stimulating KY products.&nbsp; <br><br>He set the tote on the check out belt and watched as the young woman began scanning the items, she blushed when the condoms were atop the gathering and the first thing she grabbed, and then a knowing smile pasted itself to her face and a giggle emerged from her full pouty lips as she scanned the lubricant.&nbsp; She didn’t quit smiling throughout the entire process, but did chat a bit…he was the only customer in the store, and surely she was just bored…he hoped, as she eyed him with sidelong glances.&nbsp; “I’m glad to see someone is out and about tonight, thought I’d have to stay here all alone all night…even the manager took off” &nbsp;she hinted as she spied the variety of pleasure foods and products. &nbsp;“I’m Katy, I don’t remember seeing you in here before, but then I only work a few nights a week, I go to San Francisco State full time, so I don’t get a whole lot of time to…” she hesitated as she looked into his eyes “…relax and enjoy what life has to offer.&nbsp; I’m guessing that you do get to <em>do</em> that though?” &nbsp;and her lush lips turned to a twisted glimmer as she read him the total.<br><br>“Katy, you’ll find out soon enough in life that all work and no play are just… wrong.&nbsp; I’ve been married for several years, and we still make time for romance…so take heart, maybe you’ll find the right guy to drag you away from the hum drum of work one day, even if it’s only for a little while.”&nbsp; He slid his card through the reader and entered the digits needed to complete the transaction, bid her good night and walked out with the recycled cloth satchel in hand.<br><br>As he opened the door he swung the satchel into the rear seat and slid in next to his waiting lover.&nbsp; The first order of business was to convince the eyes gazing at them from the store window that he wasn’t interested…he dared not even think of coming back to this store alone some lonely night.&nbsp; He leaned over and slid his hand behind Tori’s neck and turned her face to his, a kiss of lingering passion was delivered. And his left hand slid smoothly up her thigh beneath her dress’s hem and found her loins warm, but not near ready for the night’s planned encounters, a deft move slid his fingers inside her panties, but didn’t go farther, only a tease for now.&nbsp; Once he had taken her thoughts for a few moments, he sat up and started the SUV, put it in gear and didn’t say a word for the remaining minutes of the drive, only looking over at her with longing glimmering in his eyes.&nbsp; He pushed the door opener and drove straight into the garage beside the smooth lines of the Austin Healy, he rarely drove…it was older than he was and his pride and joy.&nbsp; When he turned off the key he turned in the seat to face her and smiled with the look of anxious desires, his hand swept to the rear seat and grabbed the bag of goodies…the wine bottles clinked, and the cold meat protruded from the top…he chuckled and wondered if she had a clue what kind of picnic he had in mind.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 06:09:37</strong>
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				Victoria looked over at her husband in a daze. Her eyes were a bit glazed over from everything that had happened. She was also still very confused over everything that happened. Seeing and hearing the items in his tote bag, she found herself growing more interested in what it was he had planned.<br><br>"Jeremy..." She called after him as she saw him get out of the car. Taking a moment to compose herself, she finally was able to get out of the SUV as well. Making her way towards the door, she stumbled towards her husband. The alcohol was still making her tipsy, but the buzz was starting to wear off. But she had noticed the wine bottles in his shopping bag and knew that her buzz would be back soon enough. Making her way from the garage back into the house behind him, she listened to him curiously wondering where he was going off to.<br><br>"Jer....that shopping clerk at the market seemed to really like you." She teased. Victoria wasn't necessarily a jealous wife. She knew that her husband was loyal and that they kept things exciting enough at home to not have him wander off. But she didn't always trust the women that were in his life. She remembered when their relationship was young and it had been hard for her to accept that he spent so much time around so many beautiful women. And as she realized how popular he tended to be with those women, not that she blamed any of them at all, it made her worry that he would stray away from her. But in all their time together he never seemed to look at another woman the way he looked at her. She knew that if she ever saw him look at&nbsp; someone the way he looked at her she had to worry.<br><br>"I don't think I should let you go in there by yourself anymore." She teased, giggling some. She thought she might have heard him in the kitchen which attached to their family room. Making her way towards the kitchen, her hand traced along the wall, but she didn't bother to turn on any of the lights. Stopping in the hallway, Vic's lip turned into a playful smirk as an idea popped into her head. <br><br>"I didn't eat anything at the party." Tori giggled some as she reached behind her and started to do something. She unzipped her burgundy dress, letting it pool at her feet with ease. Stepping out of it she chose to just leave the discarded dress on the floor, she stepped the rest of the way till she was standing in the doorway of their kitchen. Clad just in her matching set of black satin boyshorts and a bra, she could hear her stilettos clicking against the tile as she watched her husband's back.<br><br>"But I'm not sure eating is what's on the plan first." She bit her bottom lip as she suppressed her teasing laughter. Her hands rested on her hips as she sauntered her way into the kitchen and up behind him, her hands reaching around his waist as she pressed herself against his back. "More wine?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>22-05-2009, 06:39:02</strong>
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				He paused as he got to the front of the car, normally he would have run around and opened the door for her, but he wanted to surprise her with the picnic supplies he had gotten for their time alone.&nbsp; So, instead he watched as she exited the door and made her way into the house.&nbsp; It wasn’t that they didn’t have sex now and then, more regularly than most he guessed, but time alone for parents is special, and he wanted this time to be ‘very special’ indeed.&nbsp; He didn’t even know if she remembered the date, her life was so busy with work, kids and home; he wanted her to have a special weekend, if for no other reason than marking the date…again.&nbsp; He went straight to the kitchen counter and started preparing the first phase.<br><br>He grasped a serving tray from the upper cabinet and set it on the counter; with deft swiftness he slipped the chef’s knife from the cradle and began…twelve buds of cauliflower, twelve small shafts of celery, twelve fresh strawberries neatly defrocked of the foliage…it was about then he heard the click of her heels on the tile…frantically he stopped and snatched the corkscrew from the drawer, hiding what he had in front of him as best he could.&nbsp; <br><br>Her steps stopped short of the room and a sigh of relief escaped him…only a minute or two more…her words echoed from the hall about not having eaten, he smiled and knew he had the cure for that…with enough time to prepare it for her.&nbsp; He popped the cork of the Zinfandel and set it aside, busy again with the prep.&nbsp; Twelve chunks of cheese, twelve apple wedges, twelve cherries…that would have to do he thought frantically as he arranged them onto the tray…the whipping cream as the center piece, with a whole banana and a whole mango as counter balance to the work of art…she would never see the balance of numbers until he had fed her and tasted of it and her as well.&nbsp; <br><br>Just in time…he felt her hands slip around his waist and the lush feel of her body press to his…he shuddered with delight as she whispered “more wine?”&nbsp; Just as she had earlier he turned in her arms, and just as she had his hands swept up along her arms, his however found the fullness of her orbs beneath only the plunging line of her strapless bra…he knew she had stripped down to that and her boy shorts alone and smiled into her face as he too trailed kisses along her jaw line.&nbsp; He whispered saying “It’s not cold yet, but it will do” and pushed her away with a taunting smirk, much as she had in the bath room before.&nbsp; He turned and opened the cabinet and retrieved two wine glasses, sturdy ones in case they both got a bit carried away, which he could only hope they would over the next few hours.<br><br>He poured two glasses and set the bottle into a wine bucket, one more detail and he’d be ready to adjourn to other parts of the house, and he’d add the ice to the bucket as they left the room.&nbsp; He handed her one of the glasses and held his own up as if to toast with her…as she clinked glasses with him he asked “Know what today is?” in a jesting tone.&nbsp; He knew all too well that it was Thursday, the twenty first of May, 2009 but wasn’t sure she would remember the significance of the date, if not it wasn’t the end of the world, but if so, her passions would surely be even more enhanced … he’d only tell her at the right time, and only if needed.<br><br>As he drank a slow sip of the wine and lowered the glass; he dipped his first and second fingers into it and tasted the wine from them…so full bodied for a white wine; just as his wife, full bodied in just the right way.&nbsp; Again he dipped two fingers into the glass, this time pressing them to the firm upper part of her right breast and tracing a pair of lines to the edge of the bra…his mouth followed the marks and slathered the wine from her skin with seductive tease.&nbsp; “Are you ready for something to eat yet?&nbsp; I fixed us up a tray while you were slipping out of your dress” he chuckled “we can go upstairs and relax if you’d like…before we get to carried away that is” and chuckled again softly.&nbsp; Any troubles they might have had, or would ever have were nowhere in his thoughts…the stress of job and family had no bearing on tonight or tomorrow…this was all about them celebrating each other at a milestone.&nbsp; &nbsp;Even if she didn’t recall, it had been twelve years ago today that he made love with her the first time, an event that changed his life forever for the better.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>22-05-2009, 18:12:29</strong>
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				"I know what today is . . . its Thursday the 21st." She murmured, her voice showing just a hint of teasing in it. Trying to see what he had been doing on the counter, she had been unable to view any of it. Taking the glass of wine from him, she watched him carefully, her eyes playful and showing how she still was a bit tipsy. Sipping her wine, she reached out with one hand toward him, holding on to the top of his pants she held onto the waistband as she pulled herself closer. <br><br>Feeling him push her away she pouted at him and continued to drink the wine almost as if it was water. She had not expected what he had done next. Her eyes closed instantly, her head falling forward towards him. Her long dark hair fell down, tickling the sides of his face as she let out the softest moan at feeling his mouth tease the soft skin of her breasts. Opening her eyes as she heard him speak, she moaned again&nbsp; loving the feeling of the vibrations form his voice against her skin.<br><br>"Well I think if you want this night to last long, you'll feed me. Otherwise I might pass out soon." She teased him and reluctantly pulled herself away. Sipping her wine some more she watched him curiously. "Are you at least pleased to find me out of my dress? You've never been able to get me out of my dress that easily before." She taunted him, her eyebrows raised in a playful manner as she watched him over her wine glass. <br><br>"Upstairs we go then." She nodded her head in approval. Reaching forward she took his wine glass as well, knowing that he would have quite the bit to carry himself. Turning easily on her heels, she started to walk towards the stairs. Victoria loved wearing heels - they made her feel even more confident and sexy then normal. They changed the way she walked, which was particularly evident here as she walked in just her undergarments and heels. She was a woman of class and grace, and perfect poise. And even now as she was tipsy, she walked with perfect posture, her hips gently swaying back and forth in a way that could rival even the best supermodels walking down the catwalk. <br><br>Stopping on the second step she made sure that her husband was following. This was a time that she was glad they had a maid and that they took such good care of their home. There were no toys thrown on the stairs to be careful to walk over, no instant reminders of their children around. Victoria treasured their family and the moments where they got to enjoy being a family. But she also treasured being able to find time to be with her soul mate, just the two of them. And she knew that this night and the next day would be just that. And then to top it all off, their babies would come home to them that next evening and they could be a family once more.<br><br>She continued to walk up the stairs with ease finally stopping at the top landing. Turning so she was facing him, she watched as he climbed the stairs after her.<br><br>"Jeremy, I have an important question for you." She asked. Her voice sounded serious but she had a playful smile painted on her face. She started to walk backwards slowly, an act she had done many times in the past and therefore knew exactly how to get to their bedroom without running into anything. "After 12 years of sleeping with me, do you still find it exciting? Do you ever wish you could go out and see what it's like with other women?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>23-05-2009, 15:55:52</strong>
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				Her reaction to the supple tease of her breasts was, to say the least, great.&nbsp; He knew she had found one too many glasses of wine already, and yet he had given her another…she would be feeling tipsy until he fed her, but her having taken off her dress already spoke volumes of her desire to have him, and have him for hours to come.&nbsp; Her head fell as the last trailing lick of wine was taken from her orb, he groaned with want as she spoke, and replied “I know, I have something fixed for us to enjoy…together” and as she continued to speak softly to him while she retreated a few inches and sipped her wine he grinned a twisted smile and uttered only a few words “Oh yeah…I like that…” and sighed as they stood looking into each other’s eyes and gazed on each other’s physiques.<br><br>Her voice came as more a command than a request as she said “Upstairs we go then”, but he would have been a fool not to abide her wish, and that he was not.&nbsp; He handed her his glass and turned to the refrigerator, filled a large glass with ice from the dispenser and poured it into the wine bucket with the open bottle of Zinfandel. He knew she had wanted to see what he had been so busy with, but had up to that point kept himself posed to where she couldn’t…her words had said she did indeed recall what the date meant…joy filled his heart full with love for his special, wonderful, and beautiful wife…a sigh crossed his lips softly as she led the way to the stairs.<br><br>He picked the box of condoms out of the bag and shoved them into his pocket, put the lengthy hard salami onto the tray and slid the tray onto one hand as he grabbed up the bucket with the other, now ready to follow his lover to their nest above.&nbsp; As he turned to follow he couldn’t help but watch her ass as it swayed so enticingly before him and muttered under his breath “I’m the luckiest guy in the world” and trailed behind the vision of his dream girl.&nbsp; He saw her pause on the second tread as she looked to be sure he had gotten everything, and was behind her, as if there would be any doubt of him finding a way to follow her to the ends of the earth, much less their bed room.&nbsp; She turned and went up the stairs, he on the third step behind could only dream of the flavors of delight he would soon devour…and the food would be good as well; he chuckled inwardly.<br><br>He was surprised when she stopped on the landing, it seemed another tease was on her mind…until she spoke at least…an important question she said…God, what now? ...he thought.&nbsp; He stared up at her from the third step below the landing, more than likely a serious look to his face…curiosity peaked within him as he waited for whatever shoe was about to drop, or knock him back down the stairs.&nbsp; She asked the two questions…he was truly surprised at both and stuttered for a moment before answering either one.<br><br>Had his hands not both been filled with food and drink he would have knelt before her to answer, but he could only stand in awe that she had need to ask as he replied to the first. “Victoria, you are my love, my wife, my soul mate. I stand beneath you in awe and you doubt my desire?&nbsp; Yes my love, I still find you and what we have very exciting, even though my effort to secretly celebrate our joining has been found out, I want you more now than ever.&nbsp; We have the best lives anyone could dream of, or at least I think so.”&nbsp; He paused again, her second question was almost harder than the first, it implied that he had thought of that possibility, which in truth he hadn’t.&nbsp; Sure, he looked at hot models all day and some even came on to him…even the girl in the 24 hour supermarket had been hitting on him, but did he wonder…not really, though as a man, his ego demanded that it cross his mind but this was a confession he was not up to tonight, for his lover stood only inches away and he wanted nothing to spoil the time they were about to share.&nbsp; Then he decided that the query had even more implications…perhaps she had wondered if there were another man that could bring her more of what she needed…this thought, no matter how absurd could not be easily dismissed after her question. His answer came softly but from the heart “Tori, you are the woman of my dreams, the mother of our children, the one who fulfills me as a man, as I hope I am the man you find the same joy with…I’ve never considered trying out other women since we met and then made love twelve years ago today for the first time.&nbsp; Is that something you want us to do?&nbsp; I want you, and standing here in front of the most beautiful woman in the world, I cannot think of any way I would want more than what I already have.”&nbsp; His eyes swelled as he resisted the tears, he wanted her so much to feel the joy he felt with her and wondered in silent thought… “does she want to try out something new…another guy?...A group sex thing?...Another woman perhaps, it wasn’t out of the question, seemed like a lot of women enjoyed the touch of another woman more than that of a man…God, do I have to prove that I am the only one she needs….no pressure…no none at all” he thought as his smile awaited a reply or for her to move to the bed room for their time together. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 06:38:45</strong>
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				Standing at the top of the stairwell and watching him carefully, Victoria could tell he did not understand what it was she had been asking him. Wanting to stop him, but then becoming curious of what it was he would say Victoria realized that her attempts at teasing had failed. It was as if her tipsiness seemed to disappear as she could see the worry wash over her husband's features. Her hands dropping some, but not all the way down as she was still conscious of the fact she was holding the wine glasses.<br><br>"I could never be satisfied by anyone but you." Victoria started. Her voice was filled with love and care. Taking a few steps down so that she was now standing on the step just above him, she looked down at him with eyes filled with the same law that had been in her voice. "You are the only man that could ever satisfy me. The only one man I want to be with. The only one I fantasize about." She whispered.<br><br>Leaning down she brushed her lips across his before pulling back. Watching him, she stared into his eyes trying to see if her words had sunk in at all - if he at all believed what she had said. "When I asked you those questions, I wasn't really questioning you. I wasn't trying to get you to be nervous or wonder if you were enough for me. I was just teasing you. I was trying to let you know that I knew what today was." She leaned down to kiss him again softly before pulling back. She was careful not to bump into the tray that he was carrying or any of the other items he was carrying. <br><br>"You should never worry that I want anything more then what we have. I love you. You do things to me that I never knew was possible. I could never dream of anyone other then you. You are my soulmate, my husband. The only lover I want." She told him honestly.<br><br>"Now lets go celebrate what today is, and show each other why it is that it has just been us for twelve years. And how exciting that is." She winked at him playfully. Turning once more she walked up the steps again. Sipping her wine as she walked towards their master bedroom she wanted to bring back the fun and excitement that had been enhanced by her tipsiness. Opening the door to their bedroom, she stepped aside and let her husband walk past her before closing the door behind her. Walking over to the nightstand she put down his glass of wine.<br><br>"I want to see what it is you have on that tray of yours. Because I'm hungry. But then again i could just keep drinking my wine, and see what little fun time you get." She taunted him, her lips slipping into a playful smirk once more. Moving to sit on the edge of the bed, but towards the middle, she leaned back slightly, her one hand propping herself up. Crossing her legs, she was completely comfortable being in just her lingerie and heels for him. Holding her wine glass with her free hand, she felt her long dark hair falling past her shoulders as she watched him curiously.<br><br>"So how shall we celebrate? Or at least how should we begin?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>27-05-2009, 07:38:29</strong>
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				Her words came from the depths of her soul, he could tell she had only teased him but he had taken it wrong…’damn it’ he thought ‘I blew it’.&nbsp; He saw her step down to the tread above the one he stood on and her lips brushed his…he couldn’t really return it with anything but&nbsp; leaning to her a bit, the tray and bucket were balanced precariously in each hand.&nbsp; Her scent could sweep him to heavenly bliss, she smelled so good he wasn’t sure if eating food was in order for him or not…he had another meal in mind…but that would come after she had supped on the food stuffs he planned on feeding her, he sure didn’t want her to pass out and be unable to enjoy the evening…it would be wrong, just plain wrong to take her if she wasn’t conscious...’wouldn’t it’…he thought.<br><br>He smiled as she spoke of her teases, and said “I know, I’m sorry Tori, I just took it wrong…but I’ll try to make it up to you” he concluded with a twisted flirtatious smile.<br>Another kiss and she went back up the stairs…he watched the sway of her buttocks, the heels added so much to the wonder of the image he groaned, softly, but a deep throated groan no less.&nbsp; They went to the bed room, she put his glass down and turned bidding him to let her see what was on the tray, and again commented on continuing to drink instead and what the result would be.&nbsp; He replied “Can’t have that, I want you to know every detail of what we do tonight…and I plan on lots of detail.”&nbsp; He chuckled softly as she sat on the edge of the bed.&nbsp; So damned sexy the way she leaned on her free hand with only the most intimate parts hidden from view…he could have easily pushed her down and taken her just like that, but that was not on the agenda.<br><br>He set the tray on the nightstand beside his wine glass, and then the bucket next to it.&nbsp; His eyes turned a side long glance to her and said “I feel a bit over dressed” as he kicked off his loafers.&nbsp; He picked up his glass and sipped it once before setting it back down.&nbsp; “Let me tell you what I have on this tray for you Tori…and then let me feed you as the queen you are as you lounge in the lap of luxury.”&nbsp; &nbsp; He started talking as he unbuttoned his shirt…”I have cut up twelve pieces of vegetables… twelve buds of cauliflower, twelve small shafts of celery and also some fruits ‘twelve fresh strawberries neatly defrocked of the foliage…twelve grapes freshly washed, of course, and twelve cherries, with the stems in place” he winked knowing he would challenge her to tie one with her tongue, a feat he could not do, though she had never complained about what his tongue could do.&nbsp; I added twelve chunks of our favorite cheese and fresh sour dough bread, one for each piece, and then for good measure…” as he pulled off his briefs and stood nude before her “…a nicely shaped salami that resembles what you do for my manhood” and drew it from the tray, holding it like he could stroke it at any moment.&nbsp; It was certainly bigger than his tool, but never the less, it too was long and thick, and even though the cold piece of Genoa Salami was a few inches longer than his phallus, it did bear a resemblance to his ten inch tool.<br><br>He picked up the tray and went to the bed, he leaned over it and said “let me feed you fair damsel…energy and sustenance will avail many more pleasures as the night progresses.”<br>Her eyes seemed to sparkle at his gesture; he picked up a grape and gently pushed it between her lips, and then ate one as well.&nbsp; He repeated the process without a word till she had consumed tow pieces of each fruit and vegetable.&nbsp; He picked up a piece of bread and placed a bite of cheese with it…those too he placed delicately to her lips, her tongue took them and she chewed sweetly before swallowing them.&nbsp; He picked up the salami by one end, looked into her eyes and smiled deviously.&nbsp; With mischievous chuckles he placed the other end at her cleavage, all but puling her bra down with it as he pushed it between her breasts and under the edge of the garment…that tease was short lived though as he trailed the tip of the textured meat down along the center of her abdomen, over the fabric of her boy shorts and paused with it laid on the brink of the curve to her groin.&nbsp; “Some meat to fill you now milady?” he chided teasingly.<br><br>Other than the tease with the salami he had not even touched her, his want was to taunt her and give her only as much as needed until she was ready for the next step to glory…he could only hope he could hold out once the adventure began to take the form of lustful desires of her flesh...he so wanted to find her overflowing with resounding joy.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>02-06-2009, 03:52:15</strong>
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				Victoria watched each of Jeremy's movements. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him. Even when he spoke to her of what it was that he had on his tray, she wasn't looking at the tray, but rather she was looking at him. Watching his eyes. Watching his lips as he talked and teased. Her eyes followed him as he undressed for her and all she could do was smirk. He was still incredibly attractive and sexy in her eyes. The entire time she just leaned back on their bed, sipping her wine as she watched him. <br><br>When he moved in to feed her, she simply nodded and watched him carefully. It was obvious that he was not touching her and it was pure agony. But if he was going to tease her, she would have her way with him as well. It was not in Vic's nature to just sit back and let her husband do all the teasing or not at lease engage in his challenging. So she made sure there was a purpose in every moment. The way her lips moved to take the food he placed at her lips. Her tongue would sneak out and sensually lick at her bottom lip. At least once she had been able to nip the tip of his fingers with her tongue, a smirk growing on her face. She drew out each bite that he fed her, drawing more attention to her lips and to her tongue.<br><br>She couldn't help but grin mischievously when she how he teased her with the salami. Taking the last sip of her wine glass, she handed it over to him before moving up the bed slowly. Both her hands reached behind her as she easily and sensually slid her body back up the bed resting against the pillows. Letting her legs spread she got comfortable as she basically had herself posed to offer her entire body to him. Teasingly she lifted one leg up into the air, showing off the expensive stiletto that was still on her foot as she took one hand and slowly let her fingers run up the course of her leg and back down towards the top of her boy shorts.<br><br>"Jeremy. Although I do like when we play with toys, I think we both know that there is only one thing that I want inside of me." She smirked and raised an eyebrow as she watched him. "Unless you're wanting to play with toys tonight. But then again we have all night and all day tomorrow. Plenty of time for toys." She teased and let her hand run from the top of her boy shorts up her body slowly. <br><br>Letting her legs relax she stretched out, her arms elegantly stretching above her head as she stretched out and emphasized her figure for him. "Are we going to continue eating our meal? Because I'm intrigued to see what other ideas you have in mind." She winked at him, her fingers continuing to roll around in circles along the edge of the fabric of her bra. "Or did you have another meal that you were wanting?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 06:58:35</strong>
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				As he dragged the long hard salami across her mound, he figured she would know his intent; her comment was only barely different than what was expected.&nbsp; He knew very well that the toys they played with were more enjoyable than such a vastly large dildo…he wanted her to know only that his tool would be hers, and all but as large as the meat he taunted her with.&nbsp; His voice was soothing, almost joking as he replied “Tori, you know better than that, this isn’t a toy, only a tease and then later…for a snack.”&nbsp; He chuckled softly and withdrew the salami and laid it upon the tray beside the cheese. <br><br>His eyes grew larger as she trailed her hand from the hem of her boy shorts up her torso, she was returning the tease ten fold…she did so much better than he ever could.&nbsp; Her leg flexed upward and her hand trailed along it, each move so enticing, he could not help but feel drawn to her.&nbsp; He felt a tightening in his groin even as she stretched out before him seductively.&nbsp; She spoke again, this time an inquiry about continuing to eat the prepared tray now still more than half full, the most succulent pieces still untouched, yet she seemed to want more than mere fruits and veggies to nibble on, as did he.&nbsp; Her final query needed an answer; her body beckoned him to move forward, to touch, to take and to give…<br><br>He moved the tray to the far side of the bed, still within reach, but far enough away to not be in the way of the next phase.&nbsp; He slid closer and sat within reach of her…his hand went to her knee tenderly as she reclined.&nbsp; He began with a gentle touch, first up and then down her leg…his other hand joined in the seduction…both legs now at his touch.&nbsp; As his left hand slipped down far enough to reach her ankle he slipped her stiletto from first the right foot and then her left, dropping them beside the bed, his eyes never leaving hers.&nbsp; Finally he answered her final question “You know me too well Vic…you know I want to eat…I’m always hungry when you’re around.”&nbsp; He leaned over as he picked up her right foot and his lips found the center of the pad below her toes.&nbsp; Sweet gentle kisses coated the ball of her foot, and as he teased the appendage his other hand trailed along her leg…up her calf…past her knee…upward along her inner thigh…and ended there as his lips now followed the same path.&nbsp; Once he found his lips at her thigh he lowered he leg to the bed and with both hands pushed the boy shorts up and aside from the sweetest piece of heaven imaginable…the sweetness of her core all but bared before his gaze.&nbsp; The trail of spittle seductively trailed along her leg said it all, his groan of want placed the period at the end of the sentence.&nbsp; He laid face down between her legs.<br><br>His hands slipped beneath her buttocks and lifted her as his breath warmed the finery he would soon take pleasure with.&nbsp; His arms flexed and drew her up and towards his lips…without removing her boy shorts his mouth pushed the fabric aside as finally his tongue tasted of the fruits of his desire.&nbsp; He lowered her hips as he began to lick at the tender flesh of her inner thigh.&nbsp; His left hand reached silently to the tray and found the treat he wanted.&nbsp; He drew three pieces of fruit near and then grasped the can of whipped cream.&nbsp; As they wee gathered close at hand he raised his face and looked along the landscape of her body…all but fully reclined before him.&nbsp; He pulled his knees under himself and trailed kisses along the center of her abdomen, a line of saliva glistened along the line he would follow more than once tonight.&nbsp; He picked up the can and without warning placed three spots about the size of a silver dollar on her tummy…one at her navel, one just above the waistband of her shorts and one in the wondrous cleavage of her firm full orbs.&nbsp; On each daub of cream he placed a strawberry and whispered…”I’m hungry” as he parted his lips and ate the lush bit from her navel, licking the remains of the creamy mound as he did.&nbsp; His body went upward along her frame and found the berry there as well…the same lush hunger drove him to engulf and then swallow the fruit before licking deeply into the flesh between the fairest tits in town…or anywhere for that matter.&nbsp; He was holding himself aloft with his arms, his body not even touching hers for now, but as he retreated to the final bit of fruit he went lower and drew her shorts down as he gobbled up the last of these delights.&nbsp; Her mound finally exposed as he finished the last of the treats placed upon her.<br><br>He crept lower and found his lips at the apex of her flower; the sticky whipped cream still coated them as he drew the hardening nubbin into the embrace of his well practiced mouth.&nbsp; He slathered at it for moments that carried time to a stand still…her body quietly responded to the invasive touch of his tongue as it parted her petals and dipped within the outer reaches of her core…her flavor so much sweeter than the strawberries could ever hope to be.&nbsp; As he taunted her his hand again reached for the tray, this time drawing four fruited pieces near…his lips left her with empty want for only a moment as he placed the large green grapes into his mouth without forecast of his plan.&nbsp; They had not done this in quite a while and he hoped it would come as a pleasant surprise. One by one he pushed the grapes into her core with his tongue…each large enough to bring a filling chill to her heated channel, each one to be dispensed by the talented muscles within.&nbsp; He felt her quiver; whether from the excitement or the chill he knew not, but she would know what he sought…his mouth opened and engulfed her pussy with eager want as his tongue searched the inner cavity for the fruit to be given back…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>11-06-2009, 03:24:51</strong>
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				There were several moments when Victoria was on the verge of saying something - ready to tease and taunt her husband some more. But every time her lips parted, the words were not able to come out instead only a passionate moan caused by her husband's mastered movements. <br><br>It was as if her mind was no longer in control of her body or her actions. The move of her husband's mouth, his lips, his tongue . . . all caused her legs to move without even a thought. Another display of her flexibility and strength - her legs spread out even more, sliding them out to spread herself even more for her husband's eager mouth. <br><br>"Jeremy...." She moaned out, her back arching. Her hands had been at her side, but one hand had moved and made their way towards his shoulder. She had wanted to push him away, to beg him to stop. For as much as she loved her husband's able mouth, she loved how he could use his member in her even more. And as she continued to tease her, she wanted for them to be one . . . she wanted him to fill her and take her . . . to show her why it was that she meant it when she said he was all she wanted even after 12 years.<br><br>"Dear lord . . . ." She cried out as she felt the grapes being sent through her most sacred core. She was hot, and desperate for him . . . her body dripping from excitement. The coldness of the grapes sent a shocking chill through her body. Her body arched off the bed once more, her moans of pleasure filling the air. She knew what it was that he wanted - what game it was that he wanted to play, one they had not played in quite some time. But she hadn't forgotten how to play, or what it was that he wanted to do.<br><br>Her hand reached out, grasping the iron bars of their elaborate headboard. This moment reminded her why she was so glad that they had gone with this elaborate bedroom set instead of the more modern headboards and beds they had looked at when they prepared their room.&nbsp; As her hand grasped the iron rods tightly, her body responded to his mouth. Holding the grapes in place, purposefully pulling them inside of her more keeping them from the grasp of his tongue . . . and then she would tease, using her muscles to send them closer to his tongue before pulling them back inside of her.<br><br>Finally she sent the first grape back, her body starting to wilt even more from the entire experience. "Jer . . . I'm going to cum . . .but I don't want to . . . not yet . . .not like this . . ." She moaned, her back arching more. Opening her eyes even more so she could look down at him, locking her eyes on his face, wanting to see what he was doing to her. "I want you. I need you. I need you to take me." Her words withered out as her body started to shake, showing the first signs of her impending orgasm. <br><br>"Please.... Jeremy . . .I need you." She moaned, crying for her husband. "Please."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>12-06-2009, 06:28:46</strong>
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				As the last of the our grapes slipped neatly into the wondrous cavity he loved so dearly she seemed to gasp at the room temperature fruits as they must have seemed chilly within her hot slick pussy…he loved to tease her…he loved her to want him, and as she beckoned him to fill her with more than his mouth and tongue he almost regretted having begun this game of taunt…yet he knew she would provide him with nectar coated fruits to enjoy as she began the assent to full blown climax.&nbsp; The arch to her back spoke of her need, and soon she would find all she wanted…as soon as she felt the need to feed his hunger…not only for the grapes, but for her sweet spicy cream as well.<br><br>As she grasped the headboard he chuckled with thoughts of other games they would play over the hours they had to themselves…his efforts to retrieve the first grape were foiled once and then twice as she moved it with the expert muscles within…finally his tongue scooped one from her, and he looked up at her as she spoke, her face now contorted in the preliminaries of climax, a joy he wanted so much for her to feel.&nbsp; He bit through the grape and swallowed it, the flavor so lush with the combination of the somewhat tart green seedless grape and her hot sweet nectar…he smiled and whispered loud enough for her to barely hear “Tori…feed me then, let me drink from the fountain and I will provide all you want to ascend to the peak in what ever poses you need and we can fall from the precipice to crashing orgasm together.”<br><br>She raised her face to look at him, their eyes met as she pleaded with him to take her fully…not in those words, but he knew exactly what she wanted…the time of teases and taunting were past…she was ready to fuck.&nbsp; More loudly this time he spoke to her with almost a commanding tone “Three more grapes Tori…give them to me and I will sate your needs with fervor and lust…I’m ready as well.”&nbsp; His face went back to her pussy, his mouth busy on her clit and labia, his tongue darting in and curling to find another piece of fruit…another came to him and he didn’t even raise up as he gobbled it down with his lips still pressed to he drenched cavity.&nbsp; He felt her raise her head again as her hips rose and fell with need…another grape found the tunnel to his mouth and that one too was consumed eagerly, his teeth gnawing along her petals was driving them both mad with desire.&nbsp; Her body contracted into a tightening spasm and two things happened in that most wonderful moment…her body yielded to the onslaught of need and spurted forth more than a mouthful of female cum, which he opened his mouth and drank with awe, the last grape was within the creamy sauce and he swallowed it whole without a second thought.&nbsp; Quickly he lapped at her petals, clit and the area around her sweet gash as his knees crept up between her thighs…<br><br>As his knees came to rest under his chest he knew they would be in just the right place, just the right distance from her snatch to fill her with what she wanted…the ten inch cock she loved to feel fill her, the meaty tool he loved to provide, the instrument that would carry them both over the edge.&nbsp; He pushed his torso up and swiped the massive coating of fluids from his cheeks and chin with his forearm as he looked to her and smiled a twisted smile saying “Thanks baby, I’ve had my fill of fruits…teasing time is over for a while Tori…” and chuckled as he leaned over and rested his left hand beside her rib cage…the right grasped his thickened tool and guided it between her splayed legs as he lowered himself over her.&nbsp; The heat from her pussy was unbelievable as the bulbous head touched the wet flower of her loins…the rush of solitary tactile contact sent tremors through his whole body…he pulled the head up to her hardened nubbin, back through the interior of her petals and then pushed into her and groaned as he felt the head pop through the outer muscle.&nbsp; Even after three kids and twelve years of being fucked by his overly thick shaft he was always awed at how damned tight she was and how wonderful it felt to slide all the way into the heavenly abyss of her pussy either gently, slow and easy or hard and fast in one forcefull pulsating thrust… tonight he thought would be the latter… they were both ready… he looked to her eyes as she stared at him with glistening want painted on her expression…he paused to know for sure how she wanted it…but he wouldn’t pause long…he was sure it would be a single piercing invasion...<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>19-06-2009, 06:28:04</strong>
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				The last few moments had gone so fast yet felt so drawn out all at the same time.&nbsp; She hadn't been able to stop her body's reactions to her husband's marvelous tongue. She hadn't been able to stop the ripples of pleasure that were coursing through her body. Victoria had actually tried to hold back - not wanting to give into any part of her orgasm till he was inside of her. She so desperately wanted him inside of her, that the passion and desire for her husband had complete control over every aspect of her. <br><br>"Please. Jeremy. You know what I want. What we both want." Her words came out, as her eyes looked for his. It was as if her words were strained, her energy being focused on keeping her orgasm as much at bay as was possible. But she needed him to know how much she wanted and needed him. When he finally started to slide into her, she cried out in a passionate moan, her head falling back onto the bed. Her back arched instantly, craving having as much contact with him as possible.<br><br>Twelve years. Twelve years of sex and making love. Of learning each other's bodies. Of getting lost in each other's embrace. Yet each time still felt so amazing. Each time it felt new and exciting. Each time her body just craved even more of him. The feeling of him filling of her, of him stretching her body to mold around him, was one that she would never ever get tired of.<br><br>"I want you. I want you now. I want us to be one. I want you to show me why it is that we are still this happy after 12 years." Victoria's words were filled with lust and love. At the same time the need and hunger she had for her husband was apparent. She could feel the small beads of sweat forming on her forehead. The tension in her body from her desire was great. She could feel him finally starting to fill her, pushing past that initial barrier and all Victoria could do was moan loudly. His name flowed off her lips in between moans.<br><br>Her hands were viciously gripping the bars of their headboard, her knuckles practically white as she held on adding to the tension her body was feeling. Head beginning to thrash on the pillows, her body couldn't help but start to move against him - moving towards him, begging him for more.<br><br>"All of you. I want all of you." Finally able to let go of the headboard, one of Victoria's hands reached for him, her short nails digging into his skin as she pulled at him. Eyes fixating on his once more, it was like she couldn't look away. Though her lips moved and ragged moans along with his breathy name escaped them, her eyes never moved from his. She wanted to watch him. She wanted to see what he looked like as he fucked her. As he showed her that she was his, that they were each other's. <br><br>"Fuck me Jeremy. You know its what you want." She was spurring him on, and she loved it, and just hoped it was what he wanted to hear. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>20-06-2009, 14:43:32</strong>
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				As his right hand let go of the thickened tool, the mushroomed head now perched sweetly just inside his seemingly overheated wife he turned it palm down, fingers pointed to her thighs.&nbsp; With two fingers he swirled around and over the hard textured nubbin of her clit…’she always likes this’ he thought silently as her body responded to not only what had or was happening, but what was about to.&nbsp; His mind was fogged in the delirium of want…a want they shared so provocatively well they could have been one soul in two bodies.&nbsp; He knew before her words came, before her hand released the head board’s bar, before even the feel of her trim nails biting into his flesh…it is time…<br><br>Her final words came to the foggy bliss of joy he felt, ‘yes’ he thought ‘you know me well’.&nbsp; His hand released the taunting of her clit and moved to the matching locale of his left, his body perched above hers, now the only contact the head of his cock nestled in her channel’s apex waiting to pounce.&nbsp; He lowered his upper body and took her mouth with his own, his hips still raised above her waiting…waiting for the perfect moment…and as her mouth opened to his advancing tongue it came…his hips thrust towards her mound, the thick shaft slid quickly and eagerly into the most heavenly core God could have ever created.&nbsp; The penetration was not the pounding thrust that would come later, but in one felled move their mounds crushed together…his voice howled out the wonder into the yaw of his mate’s mouth, his heavenly twin in spirit, soul and body.&nbsp; He held himself inside her depths for moments as a massive tremor flowed through him…even the very meat that filled her quivered with wanton desire “Oh God Tori…” he moaned into her mouth as his body lowered to be against hers.&nbsp; The feel of her breasts agains his chest left him in awe...<br><br>His lips captured hers as much as hers took his, their tongues intertwined in the dance of oral lust as his hips rose and withdrew half of his length and again filled her with it in an eager thrust…her cervical muscle deep within awesomely snug was like a ring of fire to be breached over and over as the perfection of the ages old tempo and rhythm of lust were found.&nbsp; The small node within her walls swelling to meet the fleshy tool that passed across it seemed to bring even farther glory to the slick heavenly abyss of her pussy.&nbsp; His mouth released hers and he moved down to her neck, eagerly sucking on the soft provoking place beneath her ear and licking at her lobe to increase her desire.&nbsp; His hips did not falter as he filled and retreated from the tunnel he so loved, so needed, and so wanted to fuck hard and deep to feel her joy…and his own.&nbsp; His weight on her fully now he reached for her legs and drew them up beside his ribs, his knees crept closer to her buttocks and the rhythm increased its pummeling thrusts.&nbsp; He could feel the veins grow along his shaft as his heart pounded out more and more blood to the engorged meat now taking all he could in the basic missionary pose…he wondered if she were wanting yet to take him from behind or if they should fulfill their joined climax this way before the next pose was formed…he could feel every fiber of her body taking him in with the gripping muscles within her core, giving herself fully to his desire, and she would know that his only desire was her joyful peak being passed and the precipice of lust leapt from by them both together….together as they had been for twelve years and as was meant to be…till the ends of time…&nbsp; <br><br>His rhythm never ending kept her at that very precipice as beads of sweat formed on his brow…his body already at the point of strain, a strain he loved to feel…those moments or minutes just before climax.&nbsp; He would withhold his eruption until she had found hers…she would know that was his gift to his bride, a gift he gave each time she gave herself to him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>23-06-2009, 05:41:54</strong>
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				Opening his eyes once more, she looked up at him with glazed over eyes showing her passion and want. "Jeremy....oh my...god...Jeremy..." Victoria started to murmur through her moans as she looked up at him. Her fingers continued to dig into his skin as she attempted to spur him on, not wanting him to hold back at all.<br><br>Pushing her head further into the pillow, her back seemed to arch off the bed as she pressed her breasts up to the air - offering them for his view, his touch, his delight. Whatever he wanted to do she would let him.<br><br>"Watch me. I want you to see what you do to me love. I want you to see what it is you cause in me. What it is you inspire." Victoria's words were powerful, filled with meaning, though often broken up by her moans, her gasps of pleasure or her body's own pleas.<br><br>She knew what was coming. She knew where she was headed. He had been drawing it out of her, teasing her all night. From the way he kissed her as soon as he got back into the car from the small market. Head staying put against the pillow, Vic knew she was at a point of no return. Her swollen lips parted as a deep passionate moan escaped her lips. At the same time, her body was feeling the rippling effects of her orgasm. Wave after wave of pleasure started to overtake her body. Any sense of control she thought she still had, was now completely gone. Letting herself wave each ripple, she could feel her body tightening and spasming around his massive tool, begging him not to stop. Begging him to give her more. Begging him to give into his own release.<br><br>"Jer...." Victoria continued to moan, her sounds turning into almost of a whimper as the spasms continued to hit her body hard. Finally able to open her eyes again, she only now had partial control of her body again. Enough control for her to once again use her talented muscles to pull and practically try to milk at her husband's tool. <br><br>"Please..." She whimpered. Focusing her eyes on him, she was finally able to lift her upper body far enough for her lips to find the soft gentle spot under his ear. But her movements were anything but gentle. Her lips attacked the soft skin, nibbling, pulling, sucking on him. She knew her actions would leave quite the nasty mark, but luckily they had already agreed to forgo work the next day and stay in bed together. That thought tucked in the back of her mind made her continue to tease and beg her husband, with her lips and her entire body.<br><br>"Please for me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 13:07:21</strong>
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				As her body yielded to the endless tempo of his cock, lips and weight, he felt her muscles grip at his tool and milk him in an attempt to drain him sooner than he would like to…she needed to gush her nectar first…he was willing to do anything to feel it coat his cock and erupt past it to the sheets below. Her lips and then teeth gnawed at his neck below the ear, it hurt so damned good he could barely restrain the his needs, yet he struggled and managed to withhold his climax….for now. <br><br>As his pace continued to fill the increasing wetness of her pussy and suck the fluids from her depths more so with each withdrawal…Her back arched as she groaned out her wish for him to watch her…that he could do and love it…his knees crept closer to her buttocks as she continued to feel their rhythmic fucking…and as he tucked them beneath her cheeks he rose his torso up and lifted her knees and legs from the bedding, clasping each knee within the fold of his elbows.&nbsp; In this way he could control the height of her hips and vary the angle of penetration and have freedom to pace the thrusts and depth at will.&nbsp; His smile through panting lips was broad as he captured her gaze, her body now writhing with a need for them to both fall from the plateau.&nbsp; His eyes fixed on her, the glistening of her enjoyment a mirrored image of his own, her beautiful breasts rolling back and forth as he continued to move her with each penetration of the oh so ready tool they shared to connect them.&nbsp; Her trim waist tightened with the contractions of seemingly joyous spasms and her hips as they sought each thrust of his lurching body…his sack tightened as he watched her…his need pressed at him, yet he still wanted to know they would climax together on this very special occasion.&nbsp; <br><br>“Tori” he called out softly between grunts of need “you are so perfect…so….soooo ….good.” He shuddered again and pulled her legs against his ribs as his hips found energy beyond belief.&nbsp; His mushroomed head was all but leaving her with each time the plugging prong sucked a vacuum from the abyss it drew her nectars from somewhere deep inside her depths, the sound purely an encouragement to his ears and thoughts.&nbsp; The return thrusts became increasingly forceful as his mound would crash to her loins with a splash of the gathered fluids…he could hardly stand it any longer, and could only hope she too was ready to explode as well.&nbsp; The swelled veins along his shaft could feel each quivering gripping muscle within her cavity…pure wonder took him in an upward spiral of joy.&nbsp; With a grimace she would recognize he yelped out his need “Ta…..Tor….ee…I mmm…..rr..rr..rre….edddd…eeee” between grunts and gasps for air.&nbsp; He pulled her legs even tighter to him and thrashed his hips wildly against her to drive her over the brink, his balls slapped her sphincter noisily with each time they hit her, each time causing him to need to cum even worse, and when he could stand no more cried out “Cum for me…. <br>I want it NOW!” and the first copious surge of his heated semen erupted into her channel with abandon and without control as his hips thrust his cock and buried itself into her womb.&nbsp; He cried out his passion at the top of his lungs, though not gentlemanly, his utterance filled the room with echoes of his climax…not his norm, but then they normally had children to hide their passions from in the house…this was a very special time of declaration for them both indeed…<br>&nbsp;<br>He held his cock as deeply as it would go in this position, and felt the tremors flow from their connected bodies as his blurred eyes took in the sight of her climax as well.&nbsp; Spurred by her reply to his orgasm he pulled the length from her core again slowly and then filled her with strong lengthy strokes several more times before again surging the heated lava of his seed into her wet walls to join with her own slick creamy honey.&nbsp; Parting from her would be shameful now, so he lowered her legs to the bed, laid atop of her and rolled them onto their sides together….together as usual in body and soul…his cock still held deeply inside by the grip of her strong willing pussy muscles, his arms pulled her close to cuddle with the most wondrous lover ever conceived.<br><br>His breaths came in softening gasps as his heart slowed, his eyes still blurred as he sought out her lips, his neck still stinging from the succulent lips and gnawing of her teeth on it, but it seemed such a minor irritation and so worthwhile for the erotic pleasure of her wants expressed….he sighed an audible whisper into her lips “Happy Anniversary of our joining kitten…I love you.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 05:24:21</strong>
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				Every command, every request he made of her she complied with. Her body belonged to him, her pleasure was at his control. When he requested for her to finally let go, that was when she did. Each time he asked for her to cum for him, for her to use her body to milk and beg at his, she listened. Her moans were filled with love and passion, but they were no match for the sounds her husband made. Each time she heard his groans, his cries and even then his screams, she wanted more. It spurred her on even more.<br><br>Feeling their bodies fully become one, their most sacred of fluids joining as they both experienced orgasm, Victoria found herself feeling completely content. She didn't move, she loved the feeling of still having him inside of her, of still being one with her. It wasn't till he lowered her legs, did her body move. Not able to move without his request or decision, she was truly his - in mind, body and soul. <br><br>Laying next to him, she could feel her heart still racing but start to slow. Her erratic breathing was finally calming down, and she was able to focus on him just as he uttered his words to her. Smiling lovingly at him, her one hand moved up to brush her fingertips along his cheek before she leaned in to kiss him softly and sweetly. "I love you so much Jeremy. So much." She whispered against his lips before kissing him again. <br><br>Pulling back she leaned her forehead against his, her hand now resting completely on his cheek as she enjoyed the moment. Victoria didn't speak for several minutes. It wasn't till her body had completely calmed down, the walls of her pussy completely relaxed around him, that she finally spoke. She was slightly tired, but at the same time invigorated by everything that had just happened. Picking her head up off the pillows she looked past her husband to see the time. It was late, but not for what the two were capable of. Not when they had already decided that they were skipping work the next day and just staying in bed. Leaning back down towards him, she kissed his cheek, her long dark tendrils cascading down to almost hide them from the rest of the world.<br><br>"I have an idea." She whispered. Her voice was a sultry mix of a still intoxicated self and slightly tired. "I'm going to go start us a very nice hot bath. We can drink some more of our wine and eat our snacks while in the tub." As she spoke, her lips fluttered across his cheek and his jawline in a series of soft kisses. "Besides I think I need to give you some more devotion and attention tonight."<br><br>Lips finding his for a deep and passionate kiss, Victoria slowly pulled her body from his just as her lips pulled from him. Whimpering softly herself from the feeling of losing him, she winked at him playfully before she slipped with ease out of the bed. She could feel her legs slightly weak and tired from their actions, the feeling of their sacred liquids still inside of her, but smiled to herself as she walked in the dark towards their bathroom. Not turning on any of the lights in the bathroom, she was completely adjusted to the dark. Opening a drawer she pulled out a book of matches and started to light the various candles that could be found around the large oversized marble tub. It had been a luxury that Victoria always enjoyed. That after a long stressful day or week with the kids and work, that she could retreat to their bathroom and take a long soak in the tub in the candlelight. It had been a way for her to create her own inner sanctuary in their home. And tonight she wanted to share that relaxation with her husband. <br><br>Starting the hot water of the tub, she dropped in some bath salts and oils to make the water feel extra silky as she went around to continue to light the candles. By the time she was done, dozens of candles flickered providing just enough light in the bathroom. Walking to the sink, she washed her face free of the makeup from earlier. Though Victoria loved dressing up, loved getting all dolled up for her husband, she also loved this. She knew just how beautiful she was without her makeup, her perfect skin, her natural beauty just shining through. After cleaning her face and cleaning herself up from their lovemaking, she pulled her long dark hair into a neat bun, freeing her elegant shoulders and neck from her long hair that was already damp with sweat from their first round.<br><br>Content with how their bathroom was set up and having turned off the water she finally emerged out of the bathroom. "Ready?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 15:03:08</strong>
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				Such bliss only happened in romantic novels of fiction and a creative mind, yet here he lay with the most beautiful woman, the most wonderful lover any muse could conceive for an artist.&nbsp; Her body, her looks, her very being so perfect Jeremy could barely think it possible for this not to be a dream…and yet as his eyes came into focus he knew it was his wife, his lover, and his dream come true.&nbsp; For twelve years they had found both joy and hardship, love and the challenges that go with it, children and all that caring for them and trying to raise them right in a world that was not so simple or wonderful any more…yet they had made it, she and he worked at making it all come together…and they had indeed come together in more than the obvious sexual pleasures they could share.<br><br>Her hand trailed to his jaw and cheek, even the faint touch of her fingers on his skin sent quivers through him, her breath came from the soft breeze of heaven and lit upon his own parted lips, he sighed softly as hers fluttered to his cheek and then mouth… the slippery wetness of her core still surrounded his diminished but not finished maleness.&nbsp; His mouth opened to greet her advance and as they parted her voice came to him in his dreamlike state of post climactic wonder.&nbsp; He smiled knowing that a bath would be the perfect ending for this…the first of many…romantic adventures they would share during the day to come.&nbsp; He looked at the bold red numbers on the clock and knew that at least one more time they would share something before exhaustion took them to cuddle and sleep in restful embrace.&nbsp; In twelve years he had learned that sex was great, and she was so willing to take and give whatever it took to bring them to that state of oneness they shared…the romance was alive within them both…he sighed softly as her body pulled from his, the warm cavity slipped from his member and he gasped inwardly at the loss.<br><br>As she rose he whispered in the now silent room, the echoes of their fulfilled orgasms had soaked into the walls to remain silent for now.&nbsp; “You know me so well Tori, I’d offer to help, but I know you…” he giggled softly “…You want to give back more than you got…” his words trailed off as she walked through the darkened room into the bath; only a faint ghostly image could be made out with only the glow of the clock giving illumination, and yet he could imagine the glistening of her thighs as the swishing sound of what few shared juices had escaped her muscled vaginal cavity swept between them.&nbsp; He heard the strike of a match and saw a flicker as the first candle was lit…his thoughts drifted to the pure delight of holding his love in the tub…surely she knew him…surely he knew her as well, and in these times they could be oblivious to the world outside…all was well with their world.&nbsp; He propped his elbow to the bed and laid his cheek upon the supportive hand and he watched and listened whilst Tori prepared the tub and bath room for the next phase of romance…a quiver of excitement again coursed through him with thoughts of what she had planned…his mind drifted to those wonders as one after another candle was lit, the water began to run into the tub, he caught a faint whiff of the crystals of scented aroma therapy beads as they were blended to the warm water and smiled, soon he&nbsp; found another familiar scent filling the room, the wondrous scent of lavender and chamomile, he breathed it in, for even from this distance the beauty of the fragrances set his blood aflame with wanting to join her. Her shadow passed by the open door while going to the sink to wash off her makeup…all these things were so normal to know, and yet with her so simply wonderful to behold. <br><br>He was all but lost to the sensations of her offering of romance; the water had filled the tub he guessed as she turned it off.&nbsp; His eyes that had drifted closed in the thoughts of all they shared opened when the waters splash stopped, they came open just as she appeared in the doorway, her naked beauty sent a tremor through him as if she had again impaled herself on his meaty tool, though it was only half filled with the driving blood flow that would bring it to full….for now.&nbsp; The singular word “ready?” spoke volumes…oh yes he thought as a gasp came from the depths of his heart and soul. He rolled to the side of the bed and sat up before whispering just loud enough to be heard “You know I am Tori…” and stood up.&nbsp; His legs were still pretty weary, but managed to hold him up as he walked to join her at the door.<br><br>Her gaze was fixed on him as he crossed the room, and when he at last arrived his hands slipped around her waist, his eyes watched the reflected glimmer of the candles in her eyes, and he drew himself to her.&nbsp; “I love you” he whispered as his chest met hers, his hips brushed against her flesh, and as if drawn to her his lips pressed to hers in a slow passionate joining of their mouths to seal the bargain for the next step of romance.&nbsp; He allowed her to turn and go first into the bathroom, letting go his gentle grip on her waist.&nbsp; As she turned he playfully swatted her cheek and said “Give me a minute and I’ll join you in the tub” as he walked to the potty and sat to drain the fluids that could interrupt them.&nbsp; He listened as he went as quietly as possible not wanting anything to spoil the upcoming cuddles and such, he heard her step into the water and sit down in the oversized tub surrounded by several dozen candles…the glimmer was soothing, yet intense, calming yet exciting as well…all in all the perfect romantic setting for love.&nbsp; He felt the first surges of blood as they traversed to his cock, it swelled and yet not in length yet, only the girth felt fuller to him…it would be ready when she again had need of it…his mood was for tenderness and love now, even more than the heart wrenching lust he also would enjoy at the right time. He shook off the few drops that were inevitable and felt the head of his mass swelled to a nice mushroom and chuckled inwardly as to what they would share with it.<br><br>He rose and stepped to the tub, she was still seated upright, and though he could have wished she were reclined to gaze upon, he knew she wanted him there first…it would be her way, and he was willing to do whatever she commanded or requested, just as she had done with him.&nbsp; He paused after stepping in at the front of the tub facing her and looked as she sat below his standing pose, her bountiful breasts glimmering in the candlelight looked so very tantalizing as he asked “Do you want me in front of you or behind Tori?” and smiled lovingly waiting for her reply…he felt a small droplet of pre cum seep from the slit of his cock’s head and formed the tiniest white spot glimmering in the candlelight, and though he could not see it himself, he knew it was there, just as were the glimmering highlights of the candles as they reflected from his awed gaze of her beauty as he waited to find out just what she had in mind…he could and would do whatever she wanted…his thoughts went to her comment of "...more devotion and attention tonight"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 02:51:57</strong>
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				While her husband was busy using the 'potty', Victoria took it as an opportunity to slip back into the main part of their bedroom. Filling both of their wine glasses once more, she brought them along with the tray of fruit and treats into the bathroom. Settling them both down on the side of the tub, she made sure they were in place for their enjoyment later on. Stepping into the hot bath, Vic instantly felt her body start to relax but also get reinvigorated from the steam starting to fill the room.<br><br>Looking up, she couldn't help but smile when she saw him return. "In front for now, love." She smiled at him and settled back, making sure that he had enough room to slip into the tub to join her. Watching him, the small smirk of satisfaction rested on her lips as she continued to watch him. She wanted him to be settled and comfortable before she fully got comfortable herself. Scooting towards him, she made sure her movements were gentle so as not to cause the water to splash too much. Scooting till she was closer to him, her legs draped over his, her body facing his as she moved to settle close to him. She could feel his hard tip pressing against her lower stomach, and knew that she was almost in the right position. Shifting her body just a bit closer to him, wanting to make sure that his tip would stay pressed tightly against her stomach. Vic wanted to keep her husband wanting her, and make sure his excitement continued to grow.<br><br>"Thats much better." Vic smiled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his lips. Pulling back, she nuzzled her nose against his cheek as her hands raised out of the water, and slowly ran their course up his chest. The water was silky, the bath oils having their desired effect. "You still have the same taut sexy body that I fell for 12 years ago."<br><br>Her face moving away from him, but keeping her body in the same place that it had been, she reached for the tray and picked up one of the strawberries and brought it to his lips. "Open." She smiled and fed the ripe sweet berry to her lover. She continued to feed him several pieces of fruit before handing him the glass of wine. "Sit back, and just relax love."<br><br>She winked at him playfully before she reached for the bar of lavender scented soap resting nearby. Taking it into her hands, the soap and her hands slipped under the water once more. "I think we need to do this more often. We don't take enough time for us anymore." Soon her hands that had disappeared under the water, had found his right leg. Her hands and the soap started to run up the course of his leg, her fingers digging into his skin as she pressed the soap firmly into his skin, in a very relaxing and soothing manner. She didn't spend too much time on his leg, as she let her hands and the soap move up further. Letting her left hand brush across the top of his manhood, she just gave him a small smile, before her hands and the soap found their way towards his navel. Starting there, deep under the water she started to rub the soap in deep circles, her hands both working the soap into his skin and massaging his skin in the process. <br><br>"Our life is pretty perfect isn't it." She whispered to him as she continued to wash and massage his upper body. "We both have our dream careers. Three beautiful children, who are all growing up way too quickly in my opinion. Little Carrie is already speaking so many words, not that they usually make sense, but she's almost 2." Vic shook her head with a soft laugh as she let the soap and her hands start to work her husband's shoulder. <br><br>Pressing into him a little bit more, she wanted to apply more pressure to his member. "Turn around now Love. I need to do your backside."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>29-06-2009, 06:05:44</strong>
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				She replied to his query in a deep throaty voice that could easily have been a mythical siren of lure…his gaze still fixed on her wonders…her eyes sparkled, her skin above the water soft and supple, yet hard with excitement, or at least her nipples at any rate, he smiled as he settled into the water carefully as to not splash.&nbsp; It was not till then he noticed she had somehow managed to bring the tray and two glasses of wine…already refilled at that.&nbsp; He cooed in response to her beckoning and whispered above the echo of the candle’s flames as their sound amplified by the enclosure of the tub “Vic…you’re amazing…” as she reclined just enough for him to get seated facing her.&nbsp; Under other&nbsp; &nbsp;circumstances his pole would have grown instantly for her enjoyment, but she seemed to want to taunt him yet again.<br><br>Her legs raised and settle over his…she sat back up and moved towards him…his body quaked with a jolt of electricity as he felt her tummy against the mushroomed head of his swelling mass.&nbsp; It fairly jumped at her as she slid even closer, though he was pretty sure she wasn’t going to take it inside her…not yet as she reached over and picked up a strawberry from the platter.&nbsp; Her simple command was met with a playful show of his lips as he opened up for her to feed him the lush fruit…time after time she fed him, it was now her turn and he reveled in the offerings, though if he were to admit the truth his focus was on the gentle touch of her tummy on the increasingly sizable phallus beneath the water’s surface.&nbsp; She handed him his wine glass and gave instruction…he sipped from it and leaned back against the side of the tub.&nbsp; His arm went to the edge of the porcelain and set the glass down, his fingers still gently grasping the stem, his eyes drifting shut to enjoy it as she began to wash him…always a tease he thought as her hand brushed but did not take his meaty tool…the circles she swept upon him lulling him to a bliss of pure erotic love for her and all she did for him…and all they shared…together.<br><br>Her whispered words filled him with pride, she was so very right…life for them was perfect…the kids were the icing on the cake of life…though each having a career they enjoyed, having each other as not only man and wife, but soul mates as well.&nbsp; He whispered a reply “Vic, no man on earth is as lucky as I am…WE…” he emphasized “…are perfect, and our life is wonderful” as she continued to reminisce over little Carrie and her latest adventures in growing up while she flourished his skin with the soapy message…his mind drifted to the plateau of pleasures again, the simplicity of pure tactile fulfillment at his doorstep.&nbsp; It would have appeared that he was being down right lazy in her doing all the work, but he knew she enjoyed touching as much as being touched…his turn would come in time…of that he was sure. She rubbed at his shoulders with the slick suds, the depth of her message stealing away any tensions that could have been built up…though he was pretty relaxed to begin with…except that one tendril that continued to feel the filling pulse of blood.&nbsp; He opened his eyes when she requested that he turn around, and with a broad smile set his glass down on the ledge and drew his knees up to his chest from beneath her thighs.<br><br>The turn was a bit awkward, but he managed it without too much problem, even managing to not splash or make waves.&nbsp; Doubled up as he was he simply gripped both edges of t he tub and spun on his butt like a slow moving top…180 degrees and stopped, his back now to her he slid back so he could extend his legs and sat ‘Indian style’ between hers.&nbsp; His hands went to her thighs to get his balance as he slid closer, the warmth of her loins even greater than the water they sat in…another rush crossed him with a shiver as his tail bone nestled against her mound…another surge of blood rushed to his head…no not the one above his shoulders, and he chuckled faintly at the tremor. He’d have leaned back against her but her hands were already busy in lathering his back, so instead he slid his hands around the outer muscles of her thighs and drew her knees up enough to set her feet between his legs, even drawing her heels against his sensitive muscle below the tightening sack.&nbsp; Her pussy seemed so hot it was all he could do to not slip a hand behind himself…but it was still her turn…his would come again before the night and day were finished.<br><br>As her soothing touch blessed his back he at last replied to her other comment with soft honest refrain “Tori, you’re right, as usual, we need to take time for us more often, much more often than we have…let’s make a deal…at least every couple weeks to take an afternoon, or night to enjoy the fruits of our life, this is so…” he struggled for the right word and finally decided to not fight the impulse and went with an over used but well meant word “…awesome” with a faint chuckle.&nbsp; His hands rubbed teasingly up and down her thighs from her knees to his hips, not pressing to go beyond, along the tender inner parts knowing full well what affect it would have…his now fully engorged pole was like a periscope with the head above the water watching for any actions along the surface of the calm sea of the tub, though the view was only of the her calves and horizon’s blankness for he was faced away from the intended target zone for the torpedo that would speed its way again in time…<br><br>He leaned back as her hands swept to his chest and circled upon it with more suds…the wonder of her breasts, slick now with the soapy film still on his back, against his flesh sent a spasm of delight through him… ‘Anticipation is the second best part of making love’ he thought silently.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 01:36:25</strong>
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				Victoria smiled to herself as she saw how easily and simply her husband turned his back for him. She never once hesitated when he maneuvered her body, bringing her legs around him. She took her time as she washed his back, her hands wrapping around him as she let her breasts press firmly against his back.<br><br>"I love you." She mumbled leaning her head over his shoulder so she could whisper it into his ear. Tugging on his earlobe, she wondered if he could hear the smirk in the voice. "Must make sure I take care of every inch of you." She whispered as her lips started a trail down his neck. Her hands started to glide down his slick chest, inevitably slipping under the water as she found exactly what she was looking for. Discarding the soap, her hands began to slowly creep their way towards his very excited manhood.<br><br>Fingers moving in caressing circles, she made sure to touch every inch of him. Her fingers were moving up and down his length, slowly but surely letting her hands wrap around his cock in a firm but loving hold. "Is this what you would like? Or were you hoping for something else?" By the time she had posed this questions to her husband, her lips had already made their way down his neck, across the back of his shoulders and to the other side. She was now whispering in his other ear, her teeth making their way down to nip at his earlobe as well. <br><br>"Tell me what you want Jeremy. You know I aim to please you. Please you in any way I can." She whispered into his ear. Her hands tightened around his cock as they started to move off of him slowly, tightly moving as she started to work him under the water. "Whatever you want, you can have. Just say the word."<br><br>Reaching the very tip of his manhood, Victoria started to run her thumb in slow drawn out circles around that particular place, knowing just how sensitive the area was. Her breasts were now pressed against him even more, her nipples hard from the air and from her excitement as she kept her slick body close to him.<br><br>"Anything."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>05-07-2009, 14:41:00</strong>
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				As he found himself leaning against her, the slick feeling of soap between them did nothing but enhance the tactile feel of flesh to flesh….her nipples hard and textured felt heavenly as she moved behind him.&nbsp; Her hands caressed his chest and abdomen with purposeful command and he found himself fully aroused by the time they dipped under the water and taunted at the base of the engorged tool that could and would bring forth her moans again…when it became his turn…but for now he rested in the knowledge that she knew exactly what he liked.<br><br>Both hands surrounded the thick member and stroked it up and back, his body quivered at the talents of her strength…gentle but firm was the grip that took his body to heights like no other could ever do…he lacked for nothing in this world.&nbsp; His hands moved up and back along her inner thighs in matching strokes to hers…in his mind he was already fucking her again…his eyes closed in the perfect dream.&nbsp; She whispered a question of whether she was doing what he liked…his reply came in the form of a groan as he voiced “Tori….keep that up and I will explode here and now…damn that feels good” as she continued to rub circles with her thumbs around the swollen mushroom shaped crown.<br>Again a moan of deep set pleasure escaped his lips…a spasm forced his meaty tool to shudder as he withheld the urge she prevailed on him.<br><br>Her whispers came again to his ear, though he was lost in wonder he understood that she wanted him to say just what he wanted from her….his mind raced with need…his heart began to race as well as her hands took him deeper and deeper into the erotic senses of lustful desire….’Oh God’ he thought&nbsp; &nbsp;‘what more could I ask for?’&nbsp; As her last word escaped her lips he knew only one thing he could hope for more than what he had…<br><br>He lifted her legs from his and turned to face her, his body slipped down in the tub as he uttered his request “I want….to feel your joy…” and slid down low enough to dive beneath the water and plunge his tongue within her channel.&nbsp; His cock slipped on the slick surface of the tub, and he all but came as he tasted her, but he would take her back to bed before either of them erupted.&nbsp; After a few moments of submersion and oral gratifications he raised up and smiled…”Let’s rinse off and go back to bed…I want to feel your joyous climax again…and again….and maybe even more.”&nbsp; With that said he pulled his knees up under himself and grabbed the shower hose, turned on the water and pointed the gentle spray to her, shoulders, breasts, and arms first….her back next as he leaned over her to do so and beckoned her to stand.&nbsp; As she did he rinsed off from hip down along her sleek frame, turned the head upwards and switched the spray to a pulsing thrust…just enough to force into the outer regions of her flower and no more as his fingers passed tenderly over her clit and petals in conjunction with the pulsating stream.&nbsp; He stood before her then and handed the sprayer to her…her touch was as erotic as his own and she was even more taunting as the hard stream was pointed at the swollen meat that would again invade her.<br><br>He stepped from the tub and grabbed a towel, held out his hand and aided her from the confines of the tub.&nbsp; He took little time to dry her, though a bit of extra attention to her wondrous breasts and loins was taken to remind her of what was to come next.&nbsp; He dried himself as she stood waiting…it was all he could do to dry his cock…it was so aroused already that the towel itself brought shivers of joy to him.&nbsp; His hands took hers and he walked backwards into the bedroom…leading her to their fated joining.<br><br>Once he arrived at the bed’s side he turned them around, faced he to the bed and firmly pushed her shoulders forward…her hands lit upon the bedding as she leaned before him…his swollen cock trembling with his anticipation as he whispered “Stand still babe…I’ll be right back…”&nbsp; His hand smoothly slipped down her back and across the sweetest curves any man could witness, though he did not tarry long before going to the nightstand and retrieving a small but voracious butterfly vibrator, a tube of stimulating KY and a string of beads…just in case she wanted them…he chuckled as he turned to return…her pose had not shifted.<br><br>He stood directly behind her and dropped to his knee…quickly he dropped the beads to the floor and opened the tube of gel that would arouse her to heights beyond belief…not the first time they had used it, but each time he learned more of how to employ it to sate her needs.&nbsp; He placed a dollop onto the butterfly and smeared it around enough to coat it fully before his hand went to her petals and found the hardened nubbin eagerly extended beyond its crown…his fingers bore some of the gel and touched her in small circles that coated her clit willfully…the butterfly replaced his fingers as he turned on the faint hum of the powerful massager….her response was as expected…his grin was full as she squirmed with his touch.&nbsp; As the butterfly aroused her he got a small amount of the gel again on his free hand and began to work at her channel with the sole purpose of exciting her to climax….he would take her as she gushed the first stream of cum for him….two of his fingers pushed into her core and began the age old rhythm of digital fucking…each push filling her…each withdrawal drawing across the inner erotic zone of her g-spot…it would not take long at the rate her body responded. He pressed the butterfly harder to her clit and circled it to enhance the effect.&nbsp; <br><br>More…he wanted to give even more to his lover…and as he rasped out his words “Cum for me Vic….I want to see, feel and know your orgasm face to face…” through ragged breaths he rose enough to slip his tongue beside the plundering fingers and taunted her back door with his tongue in circles and faint pushes into her sphincter with the tip…he would only use the anal beads if she asked….he knew she had seen them as he placed them beside his knee…not their norm, but then this was not a run of the mill celebration, it was one of continued exploration to erotic sensations and delights….twelve years and they still had so much to look forward to…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 07:30:30</strong>
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				When she had proposed that they spend the night and the next day in bed, she had no idea that this was what it would begin as. Not that she thought her husband not capable - if there was anything that she had learned in their 12 years together, was that they were both able to fully satisfy each others whims, fantasies and fetishes. Nothing got old, they never fell into some routine that made them not look forward to their alone together. It was always fresh and new, and like the first time. It was the adventure of something new, but with the familiarity that came with the union of two soulmates that had been together for so many years. It was perfection. It was always orgasmic. <br><br>This time was finding itself to be no different. Vic had noticed everything that he had brought with him, from the vibrator to the anal beads, and found herself growing in excitement just from the prospects of what it was that her husband wanted to do. The position he had placed her in had both heightened her sensations and provided her relief. Her arms extended above her head and she found her hands clutching at the bedding below her. She could feel her knuckles turning white as the tension he was causing in her was being expressed by how tightly she was grasping at the bedding.<br><br>Opening her mouth to moan she found her teeth reach for the bedding as well. Biting down on the bedding she let it muffle the moaned words and loud sounds that were coming from her mouth despite her attempts to control it.<br><br>And control was not something she was going to be able to do for much longer. When she heard him tell her to climax, to let go, she knew she couldn't hold it in. She didn't have control, it wasn't even a thought. The moment he uttered those words, her body just let go.&nbsp; She could feel her body starting to shake, the violent tremors of her orgasm hit her hard. Her teeth let go of the fabric of the bed, and she turned her head slightly, her louder moans filling in the room even more.<br><br>"I want you. I want you inside of me. No toys. NO games. I want you." She had much difficulty expressing through her moans and cries of pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 21:55:01</strong>
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				He knew she was close as he uttered those commanding words…seemingly that was the final prompt to drive her over the edge.&nbsp; As his mouth returned to her loins they were wet so beyond his spittle and the fluids he had found to lap and suckle from…her body clenched and gripped at his fingers and tongue so tightly yet even those tightened muscles could not restrain her flow.&nbsp; He flipped the switch on the tiny but powerful vibrator and set it on the floor…his fingers that had been thrusting in and out of her eager hole slid out and joined in the anxious caress of her now flooded petals and thighs as he pulled himself to his feet behind her.<br><br>Once standing behind her he could not help but gaze upon the firm rounded ass before him, the open flower beckoned him as she groaned and bit at the sheets, her hands tearing at them with her climax…it took only gripping her hips to cause her to squirt her nectar onto the lengthy meat as it poised momentarily just before entry.&nbsp; The splash of her cream was hot enough to cause him to flinch, and flinch he did, but not away from the source of the lava that had erupted from her core, but to fill the abyss it had streamed from.&nbsp; In one fierce fiery thrust his cock slammed into her pussy fully, his sack slapped the sensitive nubbin of her clit as he howled out his joy without reservation.&nbsp; Her face turned on the sheets and her voice joined in the chorus of lustful desires, he pulled from her core completely and just as his meat left her his hips thrust it again to the base…her wish was his command, there were no toys, no games that drove him to pound his mighty prong in and out of her willfully as her climax continued as his neared.&nbsp; His grip on her hips would perhaps leave marks with the vicious pulling of her body to his, but the bruises would be visible only to them, and the pain should not be so significant as to deny them this moment of pure lust and reverie.<br><br>On one withdrawal from her heavenly gash he found the right tempo and lifted her from the bed and flipped her over with brute force, as even as the springs of the mattress bounced her back he was within her once again now laying on her back with her hips at the edge of the bedding.&nbsp; He plucked her legs up and hoisted them along his torso, parting them over his shoulders as his hips continued to drive the ten inch pole in and out of her glorious channel…the muscles gripped him, the flood of her nectar slicked the path to their sated sexual delight…he knew he could not withhold the flood of his own semen much longer as he gasped for air and grunted out his excitement loudly.&nbsp; Her breasts moved in haphazard patterns as his hips forced himself into her over and over again with viciously deep thrusts…her face contorted in the continuously peaking climax she was commanded to endure…he could only smile at the wonder of Victoria…his wife…his lover…his dream.&nbsp; From his lofty pose he watched as the connecting rod appeared with each withdrawal and fiercely reentered her each time as the textured flesh caressed her swollen clitoris in both flowing directions…even the veins along the swollen flesh of his cock grew as the time came ever closer to his own release.&nbsp; His pace slowed, for he knew that she would not be able to feel his ejaculation if he let it flood her core with such fast and furious fucking taking place…she would know his need was to fill her and allow her to revel in the sensation of the copious flood of her most intimate core…the very core that had nurtured the children they had sent away only to enjoy the canvas that had brought them to life once again…his mind could only focus on this moment and as his eyes looked upon the prone lush body below he pushed his cock deep within her one last time, dropped her legs from his grip and fell upon her as the first, second and even third stream of his own juicy cream filled her womb in an all but silent spastic eruption deep within her heavenly core.<br><br>He could feel the trembling flesh as his cock flexed within her, her muscles worn past a point of fatigue still gripping at the broad shaft, but the glory of blending her cum with his was bliss as their sweaty bodies held each other in quivering wonder, their lips met in loving flourishes as they ebbed from the pinnacle of orgasm.&nbsp; His body no longer hungered, yet his need to sate the perfect woman that was and is his wife still first and foremost in his thoughts and actions.&nbsp; As his mighty shaft dwindled within her he flexed his hips in slow eased motions to caress the inner sanctum of her love hole and drew his hands to first her breasts and then neck as he joined her mind and body in that ever to tender time of post climactic bliss.&nbsp; Each touch brought yet another quiver to her, and her response returned the wonder ten fold to him as their breaths came back to more normal even with the gentle pulling and pushing of his softened but not flaccid tool slipped gently in and out of the sopping hole as he cooed out sounds of pure delight.<br><br>When at last the thunder of climax had passed he lifted his body up from the sweaty connection and looked into Victoria’s eyes…his own glistening orbs matching the fulfilled gaze that returned his smile.&nbsp; “I love you Victoria Johnston” he whispered and then swept his eyes down between their sweat soaked bodies and chuckled softly as he took one long breath of air as the last shudder of climax passed through his body but not the last that would capture his mind. With a lighthearted tone he lowered his lips to hers and whispered all but into her mouth “We need another bath baby…think you can walk, or would you like me to carry you?”&nbsp; With that said he pressed his lips to hers again in soft gentle kisses to seal the love and adoration he felt for her for now and always in their perfect world, perfect relationship, perfect family, and the vast perfections of what they shared in all ways…which it seemed would always include the lofty heights of orgasm…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sassychic</strong> on <strong>11-02-2010, 03:38:38</strong>
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				Fatigue was starting to take over Victoria, but she wasn't quite ready to give into it - at least not yet. Raising a hand to her husband's sweaty face, she held his face close to hers as she kissed him back, letting her lips linger against his as she savored the kiss. She loved her husband. She loved the intensity and the passion that they shared. But as wonderful as those moments were, the tender sweet ones - like the one they were sharing right now was just as special. Her lips felt swollen and tired from their many rounds of lovemaking, but it did not stop her from pressing them against him once more.<br><br>Finally pulling back, she let her forehead rest against his, her eyes staying closed as she took in his scent and the moment. "I can walk. Lets shower. If we take another bath, I will fall asleep." She laughed softly, playfully pushing him from her. She was weak and tired, and she knew her movement was not with much force, but it was enough to get her point across. Waiting for him to fully move, she kept her eyes locked on him, watching him as he moved and pulled from her. Only then did she move, standing back on her own two feet, not ashamed or embarrassed at all by the fact that she was completely naked, the signs of their many rounds of sex visible from her wild hair, swollen lips and damp skin. Her confidence shown at these moments, these moments that for so many women would be filled with anxiety and self consciousness. But not Victoria. <br><br>Following her husband into the bathroom, she could already feel the steam from the hot shower he had started. She did not waste any time before stepping into the oversized large shower that they shared. Slipping in front of him, she immediately slipped under the hot water, letting the water pour into her hair and down her long tone physique. As the water rinsed her hair, she grabbed the bar of soap to wash his body. While before every one of her moments had been sexual and passionate, now were movements were filled with much different emotions. Now her movements were intimate and sweet, her hands moving to care and love her husband's body. She wanted to cleanse and care for the body that had brought her so much pleasure over the last several hours. <br><br>That seemed to be the tone of their shower. Victoria washed her hair, allowing her husband to help her the way she had helped washed his. When he seemed done, she ushered him to leave so she could finish conditioning and rinsing her hair. "Go put fresh sheets on the bed." She whispered pressing a wet kiss to his jawline. "Please?"<br><br>She looked up at him, her long eyelashes batting at him as she waited for his answer. "I'll join you in just a moment." She promised winking at him playfully before she slipped back under the water to finish rinsing her hair. Once she was bathed and her body fully calm, she turned off the shower and slipped outside. Reaching for one of their fluffy towels she patted her body dry before slipping on a short pale pink silk night gown of hers. Taking her towel, she used it to towel dry her hair, allowing her long locks to stay in their more natural loose wavy texture. Even though her hair was still slightly damp, she didn't mind. All she wanted was to rejoin her husband, letting her body curl against his as they nestled in their large warm bed and got some rest.<br><br>Opening the door she made her way towards their bed, smiling softly. "Time for bed."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Marriage, Trials and Joys</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gerald</strong> on <strong>14-02-2010, 13:19:47</strong>
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				As he led the way to the bathroom and the much needed shower his energy finally felt the thundering crash of what all they had shared. Suddenly he was tired beyond belief; the time had come for slow sensuality in place of thunderous climaxes and heated passion.&nbsp; He started the shower, nicely warm, almost hot, but not quite.&nbsp; He reached for the bar of soap, but her hand was already there and she began washing him with the fresh scented lather. Her touch was like the breath of an angel as she circles his tired muscles, and even when her hands graced his soft phallus he knew the sense of love they shared always.&nbsp; She washed his hair and he stepped beneath the spray long enough to rinse it clean and in a tease shook his head splattering her with the faint droplets that streamed forth.&nbsp; Before it came to his turn he pressed his lips to hers and said “Victoria Johnston, you’re the best woman in the whole world.&nbsp; Have I ever told you that I love you?” he asked as he chuckled at the silliness of his comment; he rarely went a day without telling her of his affection and love.<br><br>He took the soap and did the same for her as she had him, though he found himself aroused as much as possible considering his fatigue as he cleaned her; the flesh of her&nbsp; breasts, buttocks and groin taking him to thoughts he likely couldn’t live up to with gentle caressing strokes of the sudsy lather.&nbsp; She was cleaned except for the conditioner in her hair and a final rinse of hair and body as she shooed him away to go and change the sheets promising to join him in a minute.&nbsp; Begrudgingly he went, dried off and put clean sheets on the bed as she finished up in the bathroom.&nbsp; He somehow knew she would dress for bed in something way too hot for just cuddling, so he opted to go bare as he slipped beneath the sheet and coverlet to wait for his lover.<br><br>She appeared, as expected dressed in a gown that set off her lush body to the max.&nbsp; He knew she could easily tempt an angel to sin, and he was no angel to be sure, for he was tempted each time he gazed at her and knew her heart.&nbsp; She said “time for bed” in soft sultry tones as he lifted the covers just enough for her to join him without seeing he was buck naked still. It was a bit out of the ordinary, since the kids were normally around when they found their bed, he usually wore at least pajama bottoms or shorts, this time he wanted to feel her skin against him completely as they nuzzled against one another for the night.&nbsp; She slid in and moved to him, beside and behind was their norm, they fit like spoons together and she moved against him to do just that, except that he had not rolled to his side as yet.&nbsp; “Victoria” he whispered as his face turned to hers “Take your nightie off baby, the kids are gone and I want to feel you against me while we rest up.”&nbsp; He would beg if he had to, but somehow he thought she would do it for him without that drastic need; his tone implored her without begging well enough.<br>
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