Chapter 18 - Sunsets
After Thanksgiving, time blurred. The house needed so much last-minute work, that it felt like all of our spare time was spent on getting the house ready. As good as Jane was with the landscaping, and as good as she was with her fashion sense, Jane was also really good with decorating the house. After I had gone through and fixed or replaced anything, she would come through behind me and clean up. She did the painting, the cleaning, sanding, refinishing; she did everything to make the house look presentable.
We were tired in the month span, with so much going on in our house. The unfortunate result was that our sex life took a major hit. We probably went close to three weeks without anything more than a furtive boob grab, or a hand down the front of my pants, or a smack on the butt. We weren't in danger of having our marriage fall apart (we still kissed and cuddled like newlyweds), but we both also knew that something would have to give. Jane gave first.
I came home from work at my usual time. To say it had been a rough day was an understatement; the kids were antsy for the last week before Christmas break. Keeping their attention was a battle of wills. I finally had to give up, and spent most of the classes letting the kids open up about what they were looking forward to, before telling them the story of my Christmas in the Persian Gulf. It wasn't the type of story to send the kids running to the recruiter, but it was one of those things that I saw endeared me to kids. I didn't hold back on my views of the Navy, the good or the bad. My goal was to tell the kids how it was.
Due to this, as I pulled into the driveway at home, I was mentally drained. We had one more day, then part of the next week. I wished I could just take the rest of the time off, but knew I owed the kids. My thoughts clouded my brain as I turned the corner from the entry into the kitchen, and there stood Jane, in a female dress whites Navy uniform. I could see immediately that she would have had trouble in the Navy, because her uniform couldn't come close to hiding the size of her breasts.
"So, sailor, what do you think?" Jane was being seductive. It was working.
Well, mostly. Jane had the female senior enlisted dress whites uniform. I was wearing my officer's khakis. Regulations would have had a major, major, screaming up the chain of command issue with an officer screwing a senior enlisted. At this moment, though, it seemed kind of hot.
"I'm going to guess by your stunned silence that you like it" Jane purred, and walked over to me and planting a huge kiss on my lips. I got a feel over the top of the clothes, and could tell that the uniform was holding on for dear life. Jane noticed too "yeah, I have to get this off before it pops a button."
We made out on the way to the bedroom, and I helped Jane get out of her clothes. Underneath the uniform, she was wearing her white wedding lingerie. "I thought you'd like this" Jane said to me, turning around so I could see everything.
"Yeah, yeah" I was still having trouble talking. Jane giggled a little, pulled me into an embrace, and we fell onto the bed. There, we made out and touched each other. I stayed above the lingerie, until Jane finally forced my hand under her bustier, and I got an overflowing handful of breast. She popped open the lingerie, and out spilled her boobs, so large and perfect. I stopped kissing her, and went straight for a nipple, taking all of her tiny nipple into my mouth.
"Ohhhh Thomas whyyyyy" Jane moaned, and giggled a little. Her nipple sensitivity was my secret weapon. Jane had her eyes closed, and a smile on her face. I continued to suck on one nipple, and gently massaged the other, before eventually Jane pulled me up to kiss her. "Thomas, Thomas, Thomas, Thomas, Thomas" Jane kept repeating my name, smiling "I'm so glad you're not turned off by my nipples."
"If anything, dear, it's the second sexiest part of you" I said, and Jane blushed.
She recovered quickly, though, and retorted "If the first one is my tight little asshole, well, I have something for you." Jane had serious bedroom eyes going on.
I was more interested in being gentle at the moment "Honey, everything above the shoulders is the sexiest. Eyes, smile, face, brain; everything." Jane smiled a huge smile, and I saw her start to tear up.
"Awwwww, Tom. Thank you. Doesn't excuse you from sex, but that's really, really sweet." Jane was all smiles now, and planted a huge kiss on me.
"Oh no, I don't want to be excused, just thought I'd be honest with you" I said to her. We made out some more, until Jane guided my hand downwards, and I could tell that she was ready for me. All remaining clothes and lingerie came off, and I was inside of her, making love with me on top. We kissed and talked a little, both of us being gentle. We'd change positions, going from missionary, to cowgirl, to prone, and eventually something we didn't do much; doggy style.
"Tom, wait" Jane interrupted me pumping in and out of her, and I pushed myself into her deep to wait. Jane shuddered, but then lifted up into kneeling straight up. I worked to stay inside of her, and we cuddled there for a moment. Finally, Jane gave me guidance "let's see if we can finish like this" she said. We both pushed against each other, and I took her breasts into both of my hands. Jane tilted her head back, all the while holding my hands in place. We did this for a while, before each of us had orgasms slowly. It almost felt like a good 10 minutes of total pleasure. There was no roar from Jane of her huge orgasm, and I just whispered sexy things into Jane's ear as I came, but it was extremely sensual. We eventually collapsed onto the bed, spooning, me still somehow inside of her.
"Mmmm, my Thomas" Jane said, eyes closed, my arms wrapped around her. I eventually fell out of her wetness, and she shivered as my now worn out penis left the comfort of being inside her. We stayed like that for a time, before our rumbling stomachs reminded each other than we needed to make dinner.
We sat and ate dinner later with each other, talking and laughing. Jane was having a blast with her blog. I talked about school. We cuddled at the dining room table while we ate. I felt like my batteries had been recharged completely. This was love, both of us wrapped up completely in being with each other. We moved the little party to the couch, where we cuddled and watched a movie until bedtime. Nothing exciting, just two old married people loving each other.
The next week flew by, and then it was Christmas. We had some fun with the last few days of work on the house; Jane had surprised me one day by having on only a bodystocking when I got home, while she was doing some work on finishing the fireplace.
"Uh, honey, I hope you didn't expect me to get a lot done today" I asked when I saw her.
"Babe, this is actually surprisingly warm, and I just want to do something to make the last second house stuff more fun." Jane smiled at me as she said it.
After I turned on the fireplace for the first time, and confirmed it worked, she rode me to orgasm right there in front of the fire. Almost immediately after she was done and had cleaned up, she went right back to work on the house, still wearing the bodystocking. I have to admit that I didn't get a lot done that night, but the scenery was amazing, and it did certainly make the work go by faster.
By some small miracle, our house was ready to accept guests a day before Christmas Eve. Our main bedroom was mostly ready, just needing a few more little additions for us. We both had our offices, as well as a guest bedroom, with my office also having a futon. Dinner duties were split up, we had everything planned out. We were ready for our first Christmas in the house. The only problem was the storm.
Jane stood at the door, nervously watching through the snow, waiting on the first guests to arrive. "Hey honey, I could use your help moving your office crap" I said, trying to distract her. Well, I also needed the help.
"Tom, do you think everyone's going to get here safe?" Jane asked me, growing more concerned as the snow fell harder.
"Yes" I replied "weather's only saying six inches of snow, and I doubt it's going to get that bad" I said, hoping that I was right.
"How do you know it's not going to be that bad" Jane seemed distraught, I better think quick.
I looked down, then up at her with a grin. That elicited a 'Jesus Christ, what is wrong with you Thomas?' look from Jane.
Eventually, the first headlights, my parents in their rental car. I helped them get their luggage into the house, and listened to the story of their air travel from Kansas. Both of my parents gave Jane a huge hug. We talked for a bit, Jane somewhat happier that my parents, who had to travel the farthest, were here safely. I kept an eye on dinner, and Jane stood watch on the door.
While my parents were embarrassing me with tales of my youth, a second set of headlights showed up. Again, out the door went I to help Jane's parents with their luggage. Once everyone was settled, appetizers were served, everyone was talking, and Jane started to rest easy. Jane, however, didn't know about the last guest.
When the third set of headlights came, I was ready to head out. Jane was confused, thankfully, and so stayed back with the parents. Her reaction was pure surprise, then, when I came through the door with Shawna and her husband, Geoff.
"SHAWNS!" screamed Jane, and ran over and picked her best friend from college up into a massive hug. Both women were crying shortly after. I introduced my parents to them, and let the two best friends have their moment. After a little while, when they had calmed down, we got to explain the entire ruse.
"After you got the house, Tom emailed us and asked if we wanted to come out for Christmas, and, well, here we are" Shawna said. Jane just looked at me like I was the greatest person in the world. Shawna and Geoff offered to get a hotel, but I explained that we had enough rooms. That was the point when I explained that we had three beds, and Jane and I could use the air mattress and sleep in her office.
Both of our parents hit it off. My dad is a retired history teacher who worked with wood as a hobby, and her dad is a carpenter who loved history. The moms rolled their eyes, but had a lot to talk about themselves, both having worked in the medical field (my mom a nurse, Jane's mom a physical therapist).
Everyone spent the evening talking with each other. Dinner was served, we ate, talked, had a great night. The night wound down around the fireplace after dinner, next to the tree. I got to sit there the entire night, my arms wrapped around Jane.
After everyone had headed to bed, and Jane and I were alone, I regretted giving up the bed. "Tom, I'm sorry, you're going to see something that I was hoping to show you under slightly different circumstances" Jane said to me, sheepish smile on her face. At that, she took off her sweater and dress pants, revealing the sexy red lingerie she had worn before.
I just laughed "Oh wow, yeah, probably isn't going to work too well on the air mattress." Jane giggled a little at that.
