Chapter 15 -- Moving
Spring had sprung for the Banners, in a big way. I had moved the little loads, over the previous couple months, and we were in a much better place to start from. Granted, that still meant a ton of work to do still. Everything we needed for day-to-day living was still there, as well as all of the furniture, still needed to be moved. This would happen the week before we had to be out of the condo. Preparations went quick, luckily. Jane quit her job for the time being. They were sad to see her go, but completely understood. She also let St. Anne's know that she wouldn't be back in the fall. Jane had prepared them for the possibility. Her former coach was also sad to see her go, but understood as well.
By the end of March, with Spring here, we were headed off to our retirement house. We had driven Jane's car out the week before, since it was a little smaller. My car was loaded with the last of our little things. The moving van had the furniture we were taking, with us having cleared out the storage unit of the things we didn't want anymore.
"Well, time for a new adventure" said Jane, blue eyes positively glowing, looking at me. I kissed her, and picked her up and carried her out the door. It was our last time in the condo we lived in since we moved in together. The final drive to Grand Haven went faster than it usually seemed, and by the end of the night, we were fully moved in. We were, of course, surrounded by boxes, the house was pretty messed up, and we were completely tired. We did have a bed.
The heater failed the first night, so we wrapped ourselves in blankets and the sleeping bag I had. Laying there together, covered, I looked at Jane "I promise you that this will be the best decision you ever made."
Jane replied "I can already tell you, it's not." I felt a little hurt, until she finished "the best decision I ever made was getting married to you" and she kissed me, before pushing me over. We were buried under the covers, but she lay on top of me, shifting her pajama bottoms off. I slide mine off, and I could feel her smooth skin against me. She worked both her and I into readiness, and she carefully slid me into her. Jane moaned, satisfied, before she started rocking her hips, moving me inside of her. I kissed on her neck, and she did the same to me. Her movements were rhythmic, her motions deliberate, and it didn't take me long until I was ready. "Oh Tom, I'm ready" she purred, and we both had our orgasms. As she lay on top of me, both of us enjoying the moment of rest, I was hoping that a year from now would still see us like this still. Things weren't perfect, they never were, but even in their imperfection...this moment was perfect for me.
April came around, and work on the house went into full swing. It had only taken me a few weeks to get started on the major projects, namely roof work and electrical. The roof would prove to be the most expensive part, but was done within those few first weeks. Electrical would take longer, but the immediate needs were also met. While those two were worked on by contractors, I began replacing the siding boards. Eight hours of work a day, and I had my part of the job done in around the same time frame. Along with some other necessary yard cleanup, and the house was almost instantly presentable, at least from the outside.
Jane, however, was getting bored. I could tell that, because her time was mostly spent either helping me pick out siding wood, or helping me with where I should clean the yard, or helping me give instructions to the contractors. She didn't want to help anymore, but she wanted her own projects. We went into town, and hit the garden shop. She decided that I was fired from landscaping, and she'd be in charge now. I didn't fight that, I'd extract concessions on her managerial moves later that night, in bed. Jane dove head first into her projects.
One night, I finally noticed a change. It started like most nights. She was in the shower, and with the door being broken, she was tired of tying it closed with the rope. I watched her beautiful body. I watched her wash. I watched her walk back into the bedroom after drying off. "Enjoy the show, babe?" she asked, smug smile on her face.
"All $7.95 worth, dear" I said, and she hit me with a pillow, before jumping onto me, completely naked.
Jane, like she liked to do, was on top. She rode me for as long as she could before she got tired. By this point, we were both working our butts off, and sex was usually just a game of 'who can be the last one to be too tired to continue.
We cuddled for a while, talking about random things. Jane got up to get a drink, and I went to the restroom. When I exited, Jane was looking at her naked body in the mirror. It was a beautiful sight, one that I had been accustomed to for so long. When she turned to look at something, she saw that I was watching. "Hey, what are you doing" she said to me, more of an accusation than a question.
"Just doing what you're doing, admiring" I told her. Jane smiled, and leaned back and kissed me.
"I was too, Tom" she said after a few moments silence, and it sort of surprised me. Jane saw this, and smiled "I'm seeing what you were saying finally. I'll never be a small girl, but" she paused, crying a little "I'm not fat." I hugged her closer, and she continued, now giggling "Even my tiny nipples make my tits look bigger."
At that, I laughed. Jane giggled more, and I said "well yeah, now do you see why I liked them? Well, besides the sensitivity." At that, I tweaked one of her nipples, and she closed her eyes and moaned.
"God damn you, Thomas" she laughed, and pushed me onto the bed. We were both too tired for sex still, but not for tickling each other or making out. Finally, after we were worn out again, Jane said "Thank you, Tom?"
I replied "Thank you for what, honey?"
"For loving me" she said, smile on her face.
"Then I need to thank you for loving me as well" I said back to her. She kissed me, and cuddled into me. We talked all night, and were surprised by the sun coming up. We took the next day off of working on the house, and stayed in bed together.
That evening, I was sitting on the bed, going through our stuff, when Jane opened a box and grinned big. "Find something you were missing?" I asked, and then looked back up when I didn't get a reply. Jane was holding The Box. I just dropped whatever it was I was holding "Well then, so..." Jane laughed a little, then got up and threw the box into our trash bin. "Jane, why the hell" I looked at her, mock panic in my voice.
She walked over to me, pushed me back onto the bed, then climbed on top of me. "Because" she started "I have you. Instead of my massager, I have you when you get between my legs. Instead of my dildo, I have you whenever I want. And instead of the plug, I have you for when" she giggled "well, you know." I showed her that I did by becoming aroused, and she only giggled more. "So what you need to do to me, Tom, is make up for me throwing The Box away, and to do it tonight."
"Even" I trailed off. "Yes, even that" she said, confidently, in a sultry voice.
She shed her pajamas quickly, as did I. We made out for a long time, long enough for both of us to get become fully aroused without the need for a lot of extra work. Jane kissed down my stomach, and then took my hard penis into her mouth. "Oh my god Jane" I moaned out. She moved up and down, never taking me deep like she had done before, but using her lips and tongue to get the most out of it.
Eventually she stopped, and kissed back up to me. As she slithered up to sitting cowgirl style on me, she looked me in the eyes "I'm glad we rested all day, because you're going to need all the stamina you can get." At that, she put my cock inside of her pussy, and began riding. It wasn't like usual, though. It was slow and methodical, and she used every inch of my penis. I was going to finish well before I wanted now, and grabbed her hips to slow her down. She looked down on me and said "Oh no you don't" and slid one of my hands behind her, pushing it down to her anus.
"Jane, wait, I" I stammered out, but she wasn't having any of it. She pushed my hand into place, and I began massager her hole. She rolled her eyes into her head, and was taken away by a brief, strong orgasm.
"Oh god baby yes" she said, loudly, as she continued to go slowly. I felt the release coming, and pulled both of my hands away. Jane paused, and looked at me "Thomas, I was going to" but she never got the words out.
I picked her up, and lifted her. She wrapped her arms around my neck to steady us, and I held her hips again. Now holding her, we both began to move against each other. I moved my arms under her to provide more support, but knew this would only last a minute. Jane looked at me, surprised, but continued to hump me.
I eventually lay her down on the bed, and moved slowly, just like she had done, but this time with me on to. "Oh Tom, keep going" she said, long and drawn out into a moan. Jane was lost in the pleasure of the moment, and I wanted to make it last forever. Jane came back to earth, and we looked into each other's eyes. Still moving slow, Jane looked at me and said "Tom, don't you ever stop making love to me."
"Yes, my dear" I said to her, grinning. She smiled back, and I realized I had slowed down completely to a stop. Jane didn't seem to notice; she was still smiling her sweet smile. We kissed, both of us moving a little bit to keep aroused. She wrapped her arms around me, and we embraced.
