It goes to say, that everything went well, but the one thing no one ever tells you, when you get older in a relationship, is that everyone tells you how to get a relationship, but no one has any "good" advice on how to keep it. A simple minded younger version of me, never thought we'd make it this far, imagine, 10 years into a relationship with a woman, that every man in the country would kill for.
It was now 8pm, my watch goes off. I lean back in my chair at work and take a big deep breath. My phone goes off, it's Rebecca again. "Wine time, darling." "On my way gorgeous. Can't wait!" I reply.
When I get home she's in the living room reading her latest book, wine in one hand, book in the other. Wearing a white blouse with red flowers on it, with her long black hair shining in the fireside. I love seeing this side of her, knowing that I'm the only person in the world who gets to see her in this state. Another glass of wine sits next to her on the coffee table. "I hope you don't mind, I went ahead and poured for you." I nod, putting away my jacket. "Thanks hun." I grab the glass and plop next to her on the couch. "How was your day sweetheart?" Rebecca says, smiling and putting a bookmark in her book. "Good! It was just another busy day." I say without going into much detail, I can feel my cheeks flush already. "How was yours?" I ask, a little glassy eyed. "My day was excellent, actually, I was wondering if you were going to come home, you've been so busy lately." She says. I let out a sigh and say, "Straight to the point as always, my love." She begins to brace herself, as if she were going to hear something unforgivable. Subtle, not obvious, and barely noticeable. "I know, I'm sorry baby, it's just that work's been so demanding of my time lately, I can't help but want to work harder at my job, you know they treat me well." "But what about me?" She cuts me off, "I treat you well, don't I?". "Baby, you do! Of course you do." I say, almost ashamedly. "Then why is it that I feel so... second place?" She starts to tear up.
"I can't help but begin to think something else is going on inside our relationship, it's almost like you have no time for me anymore." "I do, I have time for you my love, you know I love you, more than anyone else in the world, I can't even begin to think..." I say. "I mean, I remember a time, all those years ago, when you would court me, and hold me close in the night. Remember when we first met?" She says still tearing up. "Of course I do, how could I forget?" I say. "It was on a Thursday, we had just met the week before, at a party at Stefanie's. You and I first met on that couch, and when you took my hand, it was almost like I couldn't breathe, Rebecca. It was like my stomach was coming crashing down on top of me. I knew right then and there, that I loved you." I exclaimed out to her. She replies "And when we had our coffee date?" "You got a small coffee, with french vanilla, Columbian blend, with 3 spoonful's of sweetener. And a small Danish on the side. You got the small coffee because it was 3pm and you have a low caffeine tolerance, and you were afraid you were gonna stay up all night. And you got the Danish because you were hungry but didn't know if we were going out to dinner after the fact." I say, out of breath.
"And we ended up getting so caught up in our conversation, that we landed at your place by the end of the night" She responded. "Jack, I love you so much, I loved you back then, and I love you now. And I hate that I'm this way it's just that I can't Shake the..." I cut her off, by reaching out my hand, wiping the tears off of her cheek, I move up close to her and look her in the eyes, and move in the for the kiss. Our lips begin to intertwine, and I can feel her body trembling. I pull away. "Rebecca, I love you so much, you know that, this is not an apology for my behavior lately, but please let me show you..." She cuts me off, by pulling me in close by the shirt, our eyes close, and we kiss again. She whispers "Shh..... please, I missed this. I miss....us." She continues to kiss me, moving her hands on my back. Pulling me down as she sets her wine on the table, and her book to the side. She lays down on the couch, I lay on top of her with most of my body weight. I can still feel her trembling underneath me. I pull her in, even closer to me, I can feel her blouse ruffling against my stomach. I move one hand down onto her exposed stomach, while I continue to kiss her softly, feeling her body respond in kind as she slowly arches her back against me.
I move forward and put one hand behind her head, mixing my hand in her hair, pulling her into the kiss with my hand. She arches her back against me further, I move my lower hand up her blouse slowly, and feel her lace bra on my finger tips. She bites my lower lip as I begin to cup her. "Is this okay?" I whisper in her ear. "I love it, yes please." She almost whimpers in my touch. I move down from her ear to the nape of her neck. Cupping her breast while kissing her neck, she starts wiggling underneath me. As she moves one hand to the top of my head, to pull me in closer to her neck I can hear her breathing more heavily. "Oh yes please, Jack, don't stop" I move my hand to start rubbing her breasts through her bra. She starts wiggling more underneath my touch.
She grabs my shirt by the sides as I kiss her, and begins to tug my shirt up and off of me. So I sit up, while still sitting on top of her, making sure not to put too much weight onto her, I don't want to crush the poor woman. I begin to unbutton my shirt from the top down, eyeing her up and down. "Please baby, I can't contain my excitement anymore, hurry up." She says to me excitedly biting her lip. "Shhhh, you can't hurry perfection, my love." I respond.
I begin to move down, and grab the bottom of her blouse, and start to pull up on it, to pull it off of her, she helps me by lifting her arms above her head. Her blouse comes off, revealing her little black lace bra, with a matching set of panties, black lace with little flowers on them, revealing, but not too much the skin underneath. I lean back up, and pull her bra down a little to reveal her soft supple nipples, and I start playfully licking them, while tracing a finger up and down her belly. "Oh fuckkkk... Jack." She sighs, reaches her hands out behind me, clawing at my back. Getting caught up in the excitement, with my pants still on, I start to grind on her panties a little bit. I lean down, and move down on the couch, and start kissing her stomach, all the way down her inner thighs. Until I reach to lining of her wet panties. I start kissing the inside of her thigh. "Jack please, I can't take anymore" She says to me, looking me in the eyes. This time, I lean up, and stand up, she sits up with me, and tugs at the buttons on my pants.
"Hmm, someone's excited to see me." She chuckles, while slowly rubbing on my hard dick inside of my underwear. She reaches in and pulls it out and slides my boxers to the floor with my pants. She reaches one hand onto my dick, and the other hand onto her panties. Rubbing herself while moving in closer with her lips. She starts putting it in her mouth. I bite my lip as it enters, my eyes rolling with pleasure "Rebecca, you feel so fucking good..." I bite my lip while pulling at her head gently. She smiles at this and excitedly moves faster. Rubbing herself faster as well. She traces my cock with her lips, up and down the shaft.
She starts to move faster, gagging a little bit as she takes me in deeper. "Mmm, I forgot how fucking good you taste." She says, looking me in the eyes, licking the drool off of her lips. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this, Rebecca." I look her in the eyes, and put one hand underneath her chin as she looks up at me. Her eyes begging me for more.
I lean forward, and guide her gently pushing her to the couch, she reaches forward with one hand on my cheek. "Me too baby, please, make love to me, like I've wanted you to for months." She says with a slight desparation. She bites her lip with anticipation. I move her panties off of her legs, and she lifts her legs up onto my shoulders, while on her back, begging me to begin. I move forward and put myself into her. I lean in for the kiss, as I begin to move inside of her. Her body enveloping me, almost inviting me inside of her. As if our bodies become one in the same, we meld together.
"Please, please Jack, YES!!" She shouts, getting closer, moving her hips into mine. "Keep going, just like that, pleassseeee" She moans, arching her back. I continue the pace steadily, just as before, gripping her hips with my hands, squeezing tightly. "I'm getting close too babe, fuckkkk." I say. "Please Jack, please, give me your children, make me yours!" She pleads.
I look her in the eyes, both of us glassy eyed, I move in to kiss her even more deeply, as I continue to move myself into her. Her body accepting mine. "Rebecca, I love you so much!" I shout as I finish inside of her womb. "Jack! Oh God, yes!" She shouts back at me. Her body shaking, her body arching. She shakes for about 5 seconds, before going back to relaxing. She reaches back up to my cheek again. "Kiss me, my love." She said to me, as she pulls me in closely.
Afterwards, the two of us lay on that couch cuddling, her on top of me, our legs intertwined. "Jack, I'm so sorry." She said to me. "What's wrong?" I reply. "I'm sorry for getting all worked up over you, I know you are just going through a bit of a rough patch, it's always bound to happen. But I just missed you so much." She looks at me with a sort of somber look, like she was about to tear up.
"Rebecca, baby, please, it's okay" I say, wiping the tears off of her face. "It's only natural that you'd miss your husband, I haven't exactly been best lover of the year either these last few months. Works kept me so busy lately with the deadlines coming up, and with the new projects going on, I can't help that, but I promise to you, I will make it up to you." I say, looking her in the eyes. "Oh you've already more than made up for it baby." She says, kissing me on the lips. "I love you, Jack". "I love you too, Rebecca"
