Passion In James County X
Badge of Dishonor
By D.C. Roi
Chapter nineteen
When Tim Jackman got home from work he found his wife, Heidi working in the kitchen and their house filled with wonderful smells. He hung up his coat and put his gun away, then he walked into the kitchen.
"How was your day, honey?" Tim asked.
Heidi shrugged. "The usual," she said, "How was yours?"
"Nothing too weird for a change," Tim said. "Alex and I put a couple of bad guys behind bars." He took a deep breath. "What smells so good?"
Heidi turned, smiled at him, and said, "What do you think it is? It's dinner, you goof."
Tim smiled, pulled his wife into his arms, and kissed her. "I hope it tastes as good as it smells," he said. He kissed her again. "I'm hungry. Locking up miscreants is hard work. How soon will supper be ready?"
"As soon as you set the table," Heidi replied. She liked preparing meals for her husband, because he always praised her cooking. She'd never much liked cooking, but since she and Tim had been married, she found herself liking that part of her domestic role more and more.
While they ate, Tim again fussed over Heidi's cooking, just like he always did, and they chatted about school and his work. When they were finished, they cleared the table, then stood there in the kitchen, looking at each other.
"Let's go to bed," Heidi said. "I want you to hold me. I need to have you hold me."
"How can I refuse a request like that from the most gorgeous woman in the world?" Tim said. He put his arm around his wife's waist and led her to the stairs.
Heidi leaned against him as they walked toward the bedroom. She loved the way it felt to have Tim's body against hers, the sense of safety it gave her. Even though they'd been married for quite a while, being with him still seemed somehow new and exciting to her.
They went into the bedroom. Heidi stopped, turned to her husband, put her hands on his face and pulled him down into a wild kiss.
When the kiss ended they stepped apart and began reaching for each other's clothing. Tim's hands were trembling as he unbuttoned his wife's dress and removed it from her luscious body.
"Heidi, you...you aren't wearing a bra!" he gasped.
Heidi giggled softly. "Do you mind?" she asked.
"Not at all," Tim said. His hands slid onto her breasts.
Heidi received such intense pleasure from her husband's touch that she was afraid she would faint from sheer joy. "Why does it feel so wonderful when you touch me?" she murmured. "Even after all these years?"
"It's probably because I love you," Tim said as he guided her to the bed and laid her down. "And because you love me." He laid down next to her, leaned over, and began planting kisses all over her chest. He took each of her tender nipples into his mouth in turn, and his tongue and lips drew each bud out to full, swollen, tingling harness.
"Oh, darling!" Heidi moaned, "God, I love it when you do that!"
While Tim's lips and tongue teased his wife's breasts, his hand slid over her belly and through her soft, curly pubic hair.
"Yesssss!!! Oh, yesssssss!!!" Heidi moaned. She lifted her hips, offering herself to her husband's gentle but knowing touch.
