Sam's fingers slowly tapped against the wood tabletop, her eyes absently watching her own hand. She didn't look up as she heard the front door open. In fact, her body barely moved at all when Jay walked in.
"Evening, Hon," he said, placing several take-out bags on the flat surface. He withdrew the contents of one and placed them in front of her.
Her face scrunched in confusion, "Sushi." She looked around quickly and processed that the other bag was from a fried chicken restaurant. Jay didn't care for sushi but he knew it was her absolute favorite, so he'd gotten something different for himself. Her previously solemn face melted completely as she regarded her husband, "You are... really really great."
With a grin and a wink, he sat down, "Enjoy."
Sam opened her mouth, as though she had something to say but didn't know how to say it. She lowered her gaze to her food. The couple ate in silence but Jay watched her the entire time, patiently and silently studying her expression. It was several long, quiet minutes before he wiped the grease from his fingers and inhaled deeply through his nose, "Sam... Are you OK? You've seemed... not yourself lately. "
Still unable to look up at him, her lips did lift in a smile. He paid such attention to her and he knew her better than anyone in the world, "Jay, you have always been been... so good to me."
He waited several beats before responding, "What's going on?"
"I... I got you something."
"Really?"
She nodded, "Yeah, but....umm...I need you to... do something for me first."
"All right," his tone was patient even though he didn't understand.
"Will you take off your ring?"
There was another long pause. He watched her but she still didn't look up. Unable to guess what was going through her head, he obediently withdrew the metal band from his finger. It took some effort to pull it loose, given how perfectly it fit him, but he managed to remove the ring and set it down between them."
Her eyes flicked to the golden circle. From beneath the table, she produced a small envelope and slid it toward him. He opened it to see a card with a room number printed above the golden logo of a fancy hotel.
"I want you to go have an amazing night. Absolutely everything is completely OK and it's all taken care of. I want you to really let yourself enjoy... all of it, and don't worry about anything. When you come back tomorrow... we'll talk."
It was Jay's turn to stare silently. His fingers hovered over the room key. His mind searched for a response but found none.
"Go ahead, Jay. It really is OK. I... I want you to go." The couple slowly looked at one another. The silence between them communicated so much.
Eventually, he stood up and exhaled heavily, "I guess I will... see you tomorrow then."
Sam forced a smile and repeated, "Tomorrow."
The two held one another's gaze once more, for a long quiet moment, before he nodded and walked out of the house.
Again by herself at the table, Sam opened the banking app on her phone. Would she ever get used to seeing so many numbers in her balance? She suspected the answer was No. The obscenely high amount was a gift from her father, who'd passed away earlier that year. He'd never been able to afford much luxury for his daughter, but he had diligently made payments on a substantial life insurance policy. In the past few months, Sam had begun to consider things, and to ask questions that never could have been on her radar otherwise.
Sam had always imagined that if she ever suddenly, somehow came into money, she'd still be the same person she'd always been. Now, the truth was, if she was really honest with herself... That money had changed everything.
*****
Jay stood outside the door, fidgeting with the key in his right hand, trying to work up his nerve. On his left hand, his thumb found the empty space on his ring finger. Tonight was the first time he'd ever taken his ring off and the sensation of his hand without it felt very strange, foreign. He sighed heavily and swiped the keycard against the door handle, watching the light flash green with the soft beeping sound.
A short distance from the open door was a large padded chair on which sat the most elegant and enchanting woman he'd ever seen. Her hair, streaks of brown and blonde, was immaculately done, resting on her shoulders and perfectly framing her beautiful face. Her makeup was subtle, aside from her lipstick, which was a strikingly deep red. She wore a translucent robe in the same red color, which allowed him to see through to her bare breasts and torso underneath. Below the robe, her legs came down in perfect curves to her feet, which had toenails painted a matching red. The sight of her there was beyond stunning, and her smile was the warmest he could imagine. "Hi Sweetheart," she spoke in a voice not much louder than a whisper.
His jaw trembled slightly, and it took a few attempts for him to mutter a weak reply, "H... he... hello."
The woman rose slowly to her feet and stepped toward him, close enough to kiss him gently on his cheek. He let out a heavy, ragged breath at the sensation of her warm, soft lips. She hovered there, with her face close to his, "You're nervous."
He tried unsuccessfully to swallow the lump in his throat, "I'm... I... It's... been a long long time."
She nodded slightly and kissed his cheek once more, "It's Ok, Sweetie." She reached down and took hold of his trembling hand. His eyes glanced in that direction as he tried to process the unfamiliar sensation of their fingers intertwined. She pulled lightly on his hand, guiding him toward the chair. She led him to stand with the back of his legs pressed against the cushion, then she reached up to caress his cheek, "I just want you to relax." Her sweet voice was indescribably soothing as she reassured him, "You have me all night and I'm not in any hurry at all." Still moving delicately, she unhooked the top button of his dress shirt and leaned in to place a tender kiss on the skin she'd just exposed. Then, she looked him in the eyes once more, "Just let me take care of you. Ok, Sweetie?"
He managed a small nod of his head as she undid the next button and kissed his chest. She slowly and methodically worked her way down his shirt, placing a new kiss on his skin with each button she opened. When she was down to his naval, he willed himself to reach up and run his fingers through her hair. She tilted her head to look up at him, long eyelashes fluttering with an expression that seemed like pure adoration. He smiled dreamily and stroked her perfect hair once more while she returned to finishing his buttons.
The woman's movements were steady, unhurried as she unclasped his belt and lowered his zipper. Jay's jaw clenched again and another shudder ran through him as his trousers came undone. She locked eyes with him as she let them drop to the floor.
She placed her hands on the outside of his thighs, pressing her palms against him through the fabric of his boxer briefs. She moved those hands in unison to the front of his thighs then up between them. She cradled the growing bulge, and he could see that she was smiling at the feel of it. Her hands slid backward to the cheeks of his butt. She held him there a moment, feeling his cheeks flex automatically at her touch, before she slipped her fingers beneath the elastic band and pulled them down. His cock, uncontainably excited, sprang toward her the moment it was freed. "Sit down, Love," she encouraged him.
He sat and watched her kneel on the soft carpet. Her hands lovingly caressed his bare thighs, showing him the most tender affection with each touch. She rubbed his legs in rhythmic circles, each time moving higher and higher toward his standing erection. Before long, her fingertips were stroking up and down his shaft. He pulsed and throbbed with eager pleasure. Every sensation was intense and sweet. She let her fingertips play with him a while before she leaned close and kissed him lightly on the head of his cock. The tone of his skin was a stark contrast to the red of her lipstick. She lowered her head enough to envelop his head completely. Her tongue moved methodically back and forth along the underside. Jay's hands gripped the arms of the padded chair. He'd been in women's mouths before but this was unlike anything he'd ever experienced. His jaw hung open and trembled as he felt her. She lowered her mouth a little more, taking more of his shaft in, but then she hovered in place. Her head wasn't bobbing or bouncing. She wasn't trying to put on a porn show. She was making him feel good, and she was incredibly skilled at it.
Her tongue moved steadily back and forth along the ridges of his cock, back and forth. He continuously let out sighs of pleasure while breathing deeply. He could feel the sensations gradually rising, his thrilled excitement growing and building. Some part of his brain knew that he was going to climax soon, and that the polite thing to do was to warn her in case she wanted to pull away, but somehow he couldn't bring himself to speak.
As his pleasure rose to a crescendo, he gasped powerfully. He felt his cock throbbing inside of her warm mouth. Her eyes locked with his, but she never pulled away, never moved at all. He felt her sucking steadily on him as he began to gush for her. She swallowed every drop, seeming not the least bothered at all.
His body was trembling slightly from the intense moment. While she didn't let him go, she also understood how sensitive the swollen head of his cock would be, so she didn't lick him more. Her mouth and tongue relaxed, keeping his cock enveloped in warm moisture.
Jay's body began to calm down. He reached out to caress her cheek running fingers through her hair. Ever so slightly, she tilted her head, leaning into his sweet touch. He was completely unaware of time in that moment, completely unaware of anything else in the entire world except for the beautiful woman who held him in her mouth. Eventually, however, he did begin to grow soft. She relaxed her jaw a little more and let him slide out of her mouth. She looked up at him with those gorgeous eyes and rested her head against his bare thigh.
Hesitating, he tapped his leg, a little higher than her head, "Will you... sit with me?"
