Marcie And Leo Ch 143

"Fuck!" she said.

It was a wonderful night. We spent the day at Aubrey's pool enjoying time with our friends. She consumed a few sparkling seltzers and some water as we conversed. We punctuated the time in the pool splashing each other, holding each other and being a lovey-dovey couple. As the sun started to lower, we bid goodbye to Aubrey and Wes before walking back to our place. After walking into our house, Marcie decided to tease me by shaking her rear end at me.

"You keep doing that and I'm going to spank it," I warned.

Marcie's response was simply untying the bottoms and repeating the action. I chased her into the bedroom before I saw her bent over the bed. The tan lines on her were so defined, a testament to the amount of time she was getting sun during that season. I heard her taunt me as she lay there.

"Please, Master. Your submissive needs it. Spank me please."

The first smack landed across the left cheek.

"One," she responded with a healthy mix of seduction and enjoyment.

The right cheek.

"Two."

It kept going. It didn't stop until her rear was pink in contrast to the tan. I bent down and started to kiss along the edges as she lay there. I pressed my tongue from behind and was rewarded with a moan.

"Please, Master," she moaned.

I started to feel impatient. I stood behind her and allowed my swim trunks to pool at my feet. I started to slide my cock up and down her seam. I was rewarded with watching her squirm before I pressed inside her.

We spent the rest of the night torturing each other. I not only was able to fill her but was tied to the headboard while she used her toys on herself. The last thing I remembered from that night was her mounting me while I was in that position. We both slept well that night after the day's activities.

I woke up first the next morning. I took the moment to slip out of bed to put our swimsuits in the laundry before I took a shower. I then slipped into a pair of shorts and a tank top before going into the kitchen to make coffee and start breakfast. It was as I was doing that when I started thinking about things.

I started to think about Marcie and me. I thought about how we met and how we were there for each other through all the times with our spouses. I thought about how she was there through Missy's passing before Mitch passed. I thought about all the drama we went through together and how we became a stronger unit because of it. It was as I was thinking about it when she walked into the kitchen wearing her cute pj's. They were the set with the white top and pink shorts. As I smiled, she picked out her cup to fill with coffee. There was a chaste kiss before she looked into my eyes.

"Penny for your thoughts, Leo," she said.

"Just reminding myself how lucky I am," I responded.

She pressed herself against me.

"How lucky are you, Mr. Mercer?" she asked before she kissed my neck.

I wrapped my arms around her. I started working on the pancakes while she was on her tablet playing her games. It was a very quiet morning as we ate, then did our morning rituals. She then gave me another kiss before she went to take her shower. As she was occupied, I checked my emails. There was a text that popped onto my cell from Aubrey letting me know that she and Wes were headed to the beach in case Marcie and I wanted to use the pool. I smiled.

My mind was content, but still full of thoughts regarding my good fortune. It was during one of those thoughts when Marcie walked in wearing a tank top and jean shorts. The kiss that time was a bit more loving before I made room for her to sit on my lap.

"Still thinking about your luck?" she asked.

I gently squeezed her rear end before we kissed for a bit. As we started to cool down, she asked again.

"Still pondering I see."

"You blame me, Amor? Just thinking about how I was lucky to have you."

"It wasn't luck, Leo," she started. "We were both in the right place at the right time. And we treated each other well through everything. You were so supportive through my difficult stuff. You were also trusting enough to let me be there through yours."

I kissed her again.

"Thank you for being a part of my world, Marcie," I whispered before the tears started to form.

I felt her arms around me tighter as we held each other.

"It does seem kind of perfect, doesn't it?" I asked.

"I could think of a way to make it better," she replied with her saucy smile on.

She led me into the bedroom before she went into my dresser to grab another pair of swim trunks.

"Did you get the text from Aubrey also?" she asked.

"I did. It's convenient that she is more of a beach girl than a pool girl."

"We could go to the beach," Marcie said.

"Do you want to...or would you rather have the pool to ourselves?" I asked.

I saw Marcie pause for a bit. She then looked at me and smiled.

"I want you all to myself, Leo. I don't want to share you with a bunch of strangers."

I watched as she picked out her swimsuit for the day. She chose the white one with color splotches. As she changed out of her clothes, I changed into my swim trunks.

"I am so glad the previous owner of her house was smart enough to put in a pool," Marcie said before kissing me and squeezing my rear.