A/N: So I thought of writing some short moments. They will not be in any chronological order or will not necessarily be related to one another. They will be Normero in different scenarios, some domestic, some they may not be together yet, etc. This first chapter consists of three different short stories. Just let me know if you like the idea and if you'd like to see more of these shorter scenes. Thanks for all your lovely reviews on the last chapter of "Milagro". As always, thanks for reading.
Something new…
Being naked with another human being is not unfamiliar for any of them. They've both have unveiled their bodies to other people before; they've had sex with somebody else that is not one another. They're in their forties, they have had experiences.
There have been plenty of kisses and a fair amount of sexual encounters; some of them good and some others bad. There have been other men and other women before they each met their current partner, the one they're sharing the bed with right now. She has been used, taken and discarded. He has enjoyed other bodies. She has been hurt; he has sought release. Her past have been inhabited by men who were selfish and insensitive and far too arrogant and sometimes rough. The women from his past have been willing bodies and blurred faces; aside from a young wife who he never truly loved, for her sake he tried his best to end things without being a total jerk to her, although he really didn't succeed at that. There were also some women friends along the way who were a little bit more than "just friends."
But now, there are things that are new to them both: their shared moments of passion, the intent to put the other's needs before their own, the baring of souls; all that is new. Norma felt like it was her first time again when she slept with him. Or what she imagined a beautiful first time should be, not what she had. She wasn't nervous or scared with Alex, but she felt excited, and desired and wanted, and above all, cherished. She knew from that very first night they spent together that she was much more than just a warm body to him; she knew when she held him close to her heart that she would never be able to let him go.
It is not their sexual encounter, but they're experiencing new things. They're husband and wife, lovers, and friends. For the first time in her life Norma can say she's an equal in a relationship. She feels they're partners, not only sexual but in the complete sense of the word, standing on equal ground. She takes as good as she gives.
Alex shifts a little on the bed and looks to his right side where she is laying on her stomach, her head cradled in her arms. She must have turned around in her sleep because he distinctively remembers falling asleep with her in his arms. He reaches for her, softly moving his hand down her naked back and she stirs. He does it again upwards this time, and she moves to her side, her back to him. He smiles.
They're both nude under the covers. Their deeds last night leaving both of them exhausted and satisfied. He smiles again at the memory. Alex gently pulls at the sheet that is covering her until he can see the curve of her naked hip, and then he tugs a little more until the white sheet falls completely from her leaving her body in complete view.
He stops touching and just looks. He admires her elegant neck and strong shoulders, the feminine line of her back, the space where he likes to put his hands whenever he hugs her, the perfect curve of her backside, her shapely long legs.
"Stop staring at my ass."
He hears her and chuckles. So she's awake.
"Well, then turn around so I can look at your face."
And she does, leaving him breathless in a second, because it doesn't matter how many times he has seen her nude, her beauty will always surprise and excite him.
"Good morning, love." He says while reaching for her and she smiles.
An unusual gift…
"Alex!" Norma calls as soon as she enters the house through the front door.
"What happened?" Alex appears at the end of the hallway and upon seeing him Norma starts walking towards him. She kisses him lightly on the lips and he helps her put her grocery bags on the kitchen table.
"Sorry it took me so long." She apologizes while they get the contents out of the bags.
"Don't worry. I just got home 10 minutes go. Haven't even started to do what you asked." He explains as Norma looks at the empty countertop.
"It's ok. I got the vegetables here. Can you help me with the meat?"
"Sure."
"And don't look into the bookstore bag!" Norma yells as he was about to unload that particular bag.
"You want me to put it somewhere?" He eyes the bookstore shopping bag suspiciously.
"Just put it in the living room. But no peeking!"
After a short while they have cooked and eaten their meal. Norma insists on teaching Alex some basic kitchen survival tips, as she calls them. So far she has only managed to teach him how to use the meat tenderizer on the meat and to boil pasta, but for a man who used to eat only frozen meals she counts that as a gain.
They settle in the living room to unwind and Norma reaches for the bookstore tote bag as they sit on the sofa.
"So, I got you a gift!" She mentions excitedly to Alex's surprise. He had forgotten the existence of said bag a long time ago.
"Oh. What's the occasion?"
"Your birthday." She answers matter of fact.
"But, my birthday isn't on for two more months."
"That's the plan. So you have time to think and write."
"Write?" He asks as she reaches into the bag and produces a book.
"I got you a sex book."
"A… what?"
At his bewildered expression, she clarifies. "It's a funny sex book. Look, it has spaces for you to write any wish you have. It includes thoughtful ideas, simple gestures, sex checks…" She explains showing him the pages of the book. Alex is smiling despite not understanding why she got something like that.
"You can cash in those checks, you know?" She notes with a glimmer in her eye.
"There is a fair amount of naughty stuff as well." Alex responds as he starts reading some of the contents of the book, his hands turning on the pages intrigued. He's finding Norma's idea funnier and more interesting by the minute.
"Now you're paying attention." Norma winks at him. "It comes with two stacks of cards: an I owe you and a You owe me one. That way we can write stuff down and then we can play them out."
Alex looks at her face. She's like a kid sometimes and others she's an impish woman. Alex loves how Norma likes to tease him and play, but he never imagined in a million years she would come up with something like this. He's going to have to up the ante next time he gives her a present.
"So, this is a birthday gift." He comments.
"Yes."
"And do I have to wait for my birthday to get any gift at all?"
"Of course not, silly. We're not even going to wait until your birthday. We can start using those wishes right now." She wiggles her eyebrows at him.
"Ok. I want this one now then." Alex shows her something on the page.
"Mmm, that's a good one, Sheriff."
She takes the book off his hand, throws it on the floor, and straddles him. She swallows his laughter in a fiery kiss. His hands settle on her hips as she sits on his thighs, rocking back and forth against him slowly.
"You're gonna be the death of me, Norma."
"But you'll love every second of it."
Sweet dreams…
Alex had a terrible day at work. He came home so disturbed and absent minded that Norma was terribly worried. She knows his job is difficult sometimes but seeing him so withdrawn today when he arrived home scared her.
"Alex?" She finds him seating on the bed, his socks still in his hands. He started to undress but haven't finished, he seems lost in though.
"Huh? Did you say something?"
"I just said your name." She comes closer to him and runs her hand through his hair. He leans into her caress. "I'm going to run you a bath, I think you need to relax…"
"No, don't worry about it. I'll take a shower and go to bed."
"Trust me. A bath will do you good. I won't take no for an answer."
He sighs as she leaves the bedroom knowing there is no point in fighting her about it. Once Norma gets an idea it won't leave her brain. He might as well take the damn bath.
Norma filled the bathtub, lighted some scented candles, and left him soaking in a salts and aromatherapy bath that he protested about but got in anyway.
25 minutes later she enters the bathroom and finds him with his eyes closed, head resting against the tub, breathing evenly.
"Are you asleep?" She whispers so as not to wake him in case he is.
"No." He opens his eyes and takes a look at her.
"How are you feeling?"
He is touched by her concern.
"Much better. Thank you."
She smiles softly knowing some of the stress has left his body already. A good bath will do that to you. She then takes off her blue satin robe and hangs it on the hook behind the door. He's watching her intently. She puts her hands underneath her short nightie and slowly takes off her underwear. His breathing is already changing; she can tell by the way his chest expands as he inhales.
Norma gets in the tub, still wearing her satin nightie, and sits on top of his thighs, Alex quickly positioning his legs as to give her a little bit more space. Their bodies making intimate contact as soon as she settles. His hands go around her waist.
She takes a sponge from the bathtub rack and submerges it into the bathwater. He is mesmerized by her movements, slow and steady, as she soaks the sponge and then squeezes it into his chest, his arms, his shoulders, over and over. She's bathing him, she's calming him, she's also exciting him and she must know it. He's hypnotized.
"What is this smell?" Alex asks and his voice is two octaves lower already.
"Lavender."
"I like it."
"It relaxes you. You'll have a good sleep, you'll see."
But he's not thinking about sleep right now. He's looking at how her white nightie has been soaked by the water too, how her nipples are showing and straining against the flimsy fabric. He can feel the water, he can feel her.
"Baby, I… I need you." He croaks in a low grunt, his hands massaging her ass through the wet cloth.
She kisses his forehead.
"I'll do all the work. This is for you."
Norma guides him into her and then sets a slow rhythm against him. She wants to take it slow, and right now that's all he is up for. He lets her set the pace, he lets her love him, and he lets her save him.
He spills inside her with a loud groan, digging his fingers into her hips. She keeps rocking on top of him, pressing her center into his pelvic bone, and he watches her. When she finishes with a long moan escaping her lips she stumbles onto his chest. Both hugging tightly one another, breathing each other in. They'll both sleep well tonight. No nightmares allowed.
TBC...?