PASTIME
He lay in bed on his back, arms behind his head and God help him, but Jack felt like humming. It was Saturday morning, so he had no real reason to be bustling about. Sam however, had a few errands to run so she was up and getting ready. Thankfully these were just regular errands, not the usual life and death, revolutionizing life as we know it kind of stuff, so her pace was leisurely.
Jack watched Sam move around their bedroom in her underwear; light blue panties that began just below her hips, allowing her navel to peek out as if teasing him, and ended just short of covering everything that needed to be covered. He loved these panties; they always succeeded in bringing a warm smile to his face.
Her bra completed the set; this covered all that was necessary but created such an image that it caused him much longing to set free the beautiful captives it held. Jack soon realized, watching his woman move around like that, that the warmth of his smile had traitorously travelled to other parts of his body.
Finally, the scantily clad-blonde-Colonel-astrophysicist-drop-dead gorgeous-woman sat at the dressing table to apply her make up. A dab of this, a touch of that, the liners and then Jack's favourite, the lipstick; applied with gently and accurate seduction on the mouth that had roamed his body without hesitation or apology just nights ago. When she was finished Sam's tongue peeked out of her mouth, fully covering her lips, tasting the lipstick she'd just applied.
The cream was next. Sam took the bottle and squirted some into her hands, rubbing them together before applying the mixture to her hands, arms, legs, and inner thighs.
Jack groaned. Sam heard him and lifted her head, her eyes finding his in the mirror. She knew Jack had been watching her, and Sam knew the reaction this ritual caused. The seductive smile that grew on her face therefore was involuntary, her reflexive reaction to his own.
Sam sat at the dressing table, deliberately holding Jack's eyes through the mirror. Jack moved slowly, taking his time to get to Sam; wondering how cherry flavoured lipstick would go with apricot based cream. His mouth watered in anticipation of sampling the combination, knowing what he would have to do to create it.
This was Jack's new favourite pastime; watching his wife in their bedroom and freely indulging in all the opportunities it created.
Life did not get much better than this.
End.
