This is part two of a three-part answer to a question that Arcadia81 posted to the SM/WW group. Part Three will not be posted until Chapter Eight of Breathless is finished. Promise

The question: What should Diana do?

Here are the options we were given:

Diana wakes up at 7:30 am. She has an important meeting at her Embassy at 9:00 am. Clark wants to fool around. Should Diana:

A. Give in to temptation and arrive at the meeting late with a big smile on her face.

B. Kindly tell Clark, no, but her schedule is open between 11:30 am and 1:30 pm.

C. Give in to temptation and arrive at the meeting with a big smile on her face but tell everyone there was an unexpected emergency that needed Wonder Woman's attention.

D. Kindly tell Clark, no, and tell him to get a better control of his needs.

E. Kiss Clark and pull away, before he really gets 'happy' and wickedly tells him "Tonight, When I get home.

F. Other. Explain.

Here is the second part of my answer. I call it…

Lunch

It was 10:00 am. The meeting was going well. Everyone present, as usual, showed Diana a great deal of respect. Even the ones who could care less about her ideals of peace or her funding, support and aggressive push for special centers where women and children who had been abused or abandoned could go for shelter, protection, representation and education. There were many such centers in existence now throughout the country and in fact many overseas. It saddened her that the countries, where it seemed the centers were needed the most, were the most resistant.

Diana knew that her mother, while sitting quietly and patiently by her side, was seething inside at the barbarism that still exited in "Man's World", as she called it. At the same time her mother had expressed, on more than one occasion, how proud she was of her progress and patient persistence.

This morning there had been some small victories. Two new nations had agreed to allow centers to be opened within their borders and six more centers were to be opened in nations already participating with Themyscira.

The meeting was going well, and so was Diana. She found the small victories filled her with hope for the future. That and her mind kept straying back to earlier that morning, and the wild and wonderful 'quickie' that she and Kal had shared. It was the first time they had a 'quickie' and Diana knew that it wouldn't be the last. Diana found that she would be smiling brightly at no one in particular for a little longer than normal.

Always a kind and gentle, woman, she seemed to be even more so this morning. She was almost bubbly. Her attitude was infectious. It seemed the diplomats, representatives and reporters attending the meeting smiled and nodded a little more readily than normal, and none could seem to take their eyes off of the beautiful, glowing face of the Princess Ambassador.

It was not the first time this had happened, but it was the first that both Diana's mother, the Queen, and her sister had been in attendance and witnessed the happy spectacle that was Diana. Both Hippolyta and Donna loved Kal and found the affect he had on Diana, amazing.

Hippolyta had been skeptical, suspicious and flat out antagonistic when first she had met him. She had every reason to be given what she and all of her sister Amazons, with the exception of her two lovely daughters, had experienced at the hands of men. She had slowly come to trust, appreciate and love the man with the power of a god who was as gentle as a lamb. It had been six years now since she had met Superman and one year since he and Diana had wed. She had never seen her daughter happier. Not that she had ever been a melancholy girl; she just seemed to be complete with her husband.

Diana could feel a burning, hot wetness between her legs. She shifted in her seat as she felt Kal's powerful and potent release soak her panties. She almost gave an audible sigh at the memory and in anticipation for his arrival at 11:30.

She couldn't take the smile off of her face. Her Kal drove her crazy. She was an immortal champion of many of the goddesses of Olympus, a princess and warrior of Themyscira, and it was all she could do to control her desire to get up and leave the meeting to go home and spend the rest of the day with her generous and wonderful husband.

Diana noticed that her sister and mother were giving her curious looks. She knew that she would be getting an interrogation from both of them during the break. She hoped she would be able to control her mouth and not volunteer any unnecessary information. Donna had a way of getting details from her that she had no intention of sharing. It seemed to be a gift that had been bestowed to her exclusively.

It was 10:15; time for a break. Delegates, statesmen, representatives, aides and reporters stepped out of the conference room of the Embassy and were herded towards a lovely, inner courtyard for refreshments.

Diana, Hippolyta and Donna stayed behind. All three stood simultaneously; three tall, slender, strong raven-haired beauties. At nearly six feet tall, they towered over most woman and even most men. Hugs were exchanged and then, as Diana knew it would happen, Donna started off the interrogation.

"Okay, Diana, I want to know why you were almost late, why you keep blushing, why you can't stop smiling and I want to know the why with all the details."

Despite being mentally prepared for the question, Diana didn't know how to answer. For a few moments she just blushed deeper and seemed to develop a permanent.

Her mother laughed her musical laugh. "I think it is probably best we do not know the details, Little One," she said to Donna who was, at the moment, giggling at Diana's sudden loss for words, and who was no longer little. In fact she was just a couple inches shorter than her sister.

Hippolyta turned to Diana, "The meetings will be over at 11:30. How would you like to join your sister and me for lunch? We can take the portal home, relax, and be back before your next slew of appointments at 1:30."

"Mother, I'd love too but Kal is going to do…He is going to have me…He is going to take me…We are going to spend my lunch time together," Diana finished flustered. She couldn't seem to think straight, knowing what Kal and she would be doing in just over an hour.

"He is coming here?" her mother asked.

"I'm sure he will do, have and take you," Donna said teasingly.

Hippolyta continued nonplussed, "Why don't you both join us then. Your Kal is always welcome on Themyscira. He is considered an honored friend, ally and I look on him as a son."

Both Donna and Diana looked at their mother with surprise. Both knew that she had grown fond of Kal-El over the past few years but neither had any idea how deep that fondness had gone.

"I'm sorry, Mother. We were going to spend that short time alone together today. Can I or we go another time this week?" Diana asked, knowing that they would both know exactly why she wasn't accepting the invitation.

"You are welcome at anytime, my daughter. I only ask that you two take care not to destroy anymore structures or alter the terrain in any way. It seems that your husband spends as much time making repairs when the two of you come to visit as he does visiting and spending time with you." The Queen said this with a serious tone in her voice but with a twinkle in her eyes.

Donna went into a fit of giggles, snorts and guffaws. Diana's cheeks turned a deeper shade of crimson but then she too giggled, albeit nervously.

The fifteen minute break was up. Everyone was filing back into the conference room. Another hour and then she would again be with Kal. Diana was forcing herself to focus and pay attention. Finally! It was over! Everyone was leaving. An aid walked up to her. "I have a reporter by the name of Clar…"

"Send him in immediately!" Diana interrupted the young aide with uncontrolled excitement.

"Where to, Ma'am?" the aide asked, surprised at the Ambassador's response.

"Yes. Where?" Donna asked amused.

"Oh, show him in to the south room," Diana decided. The room was sound proof and not too small or too large and had been used for interviews in the past.

"I would say hello to my Son-In-Law before your sister and I depart," Hippolyta said.

The three of them made their way to the south room arriving just a minute before the aide appeared with the large and meek looking reporter, Clark Kent. He pushed up his glasses nervously and thanked the aide for her help.

When the aide had disappeared all four burst into laughter. Donna gave Clark a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you soon, Brother-In-Law. Mother and I are going to have lunch on Themyscira. To bad you can't come with us, but Diana said that you had her for breakfast this morning, and that you liked it so much that you decided you were going to have her for lunch as well, or something like that." Her eyes sparkled knowingly, waiting for the reveal.

Clark turned to the blushing Diana. He asked with a shy grin on his face, "You told them about this morning?"

"I knew it!" Donna exclaimed. "What exactly happened this morning?" She asked, looking back and forth between the two.

Clark and Diana looked at each other and then at Donna with big grins plastered on their faces.

"Oh, nothing," Diana finally answered.

The Queen came to their rescue. "Let us leave them, Little One. We are having lunch soon and need to be back here by 1:30."

Donna nodded grinning, "See you two love birds later. Enjoy your lunch, oh and try not to break anything while you're doing, um, lunch."

Hippolyta and Donna disappeared around a corner. Donna could still be heard laughing.

Diana turned to Clark, took his hand, pulled him into the south room and closed the door. She was tired of waiting. She pulled Clark's face down to hers and kissed him deeply. It was a kiss of unbridled desire. She pulled away from his strong and responsive lips for a second. Their foreheads were touching and Diana was tracing her fingers along Clark's chin, neck and shirt line. Her lovely sea blue eyes stared into his strong, be speckled, sky blue ones, "I now have an hour and fifty minutes. I want you to make love to me for the rest of the free time that I have, but we will need to be careful and even though this is a sound proof room we need to be quiet."

Clark stared back into her eyes adoringly and said amused, "Making love to you for the next two hours shouldn't be any problem. You know I can be careful. As for us, needing to be quiet, I would like to remind you that the loud one here is you."

Diana smiled, "Yes, well, that is my husband's fault. Do you think you could do things to me that make me need to be loud, and manage to keep me quiet?" Diana asked as she unbuttoned his shirt. It was both a request and a challenge.

"I mean, I know you are Superman but there are some things that even you may not be capable of," she challenged sweetly as she pulled off his glasses and shirt. "It never ceases to amaze me how you manage to hide such a large, beautiful body behind big clothes and glasses," she sighed running her hands through the dark hair that covered his broad and thickly muscled chest.

Clark pulled Diana into a tighter embrace and smelling her hair and peppering her head and face and neck with light kisses. He stopped for a second. Her face was turned up towards him, her eyes were closed. There was a smile of contentment on her beautiful face.

Clark grinned. "How are your panties?"

Diana's eyes flew open. Her lovely, large eyes stared back into his. "They're soaked and ruined, Kal," she answered shyly.

"Well then, I think it probably best that I get them off of you as soon as possible," Clark said mischievously, as he scooped Diana up into his arms and laid her down gently on top of the conference table.

Diana stared up at him, her eyes shining, "Kal. Please don't destroy my dress. I don't have any extra here."

"We won't destroy your dress, but we will have to remove it in order to save it," he replied, as he unsnapped her dress and pulled it off of her slender, lithe form. She was in her lingerie now; a beautiful red lacy bra with a matching and equally lovely and ruined pair of panties.

He could see and smell her arousal. It was a smell that drove him crazy. He still found it amazing that he had been blessed with the most beautiful woman, both inside and out, in the world, and that he had such a potent affect on her. She was staring up at him, this woman that was a warrior without peer, created and gifted by the Greek gods, desired by men the world over. She was staring up at him. She had entrusted and given her heart and body to him and was even now waiting for him to share his body with her and satisfy her as only he could.

Clark bent down and began placing small, wet kisses all around her naval in circular pattern. His soft kisses slowly spiraled outwards from her naval while his hands stroked her flawless, muscular and very feminine thighs and legs.

Diana laid her head back with a contented sigh. She ran her hands through her Kal's thick, black hair while he tortured her tight, lovely belly with soft kisses and caressed her thighs and legs with his large, gentle and expert hands. One of her hands strayed down to his neck and shoulders. She could feel steel hard knotted muscles underneath his beautiful skin. She caressed his neck and smiled as she pulled an involuntary groan from her husband and lover.

Clark's torturous kisses eventually brought him to just under Diana's lacy red bra. There was a snap in the front which Clark unfastened expertly with his lips, tongue and teeth, releasing her pert and lovely breasts.

The groan that Diana had pulled from Clark paled in comparison to the moans of pleasure that began to escape Diana's lips as Clark began to kiss and lick the underside of first one then the other of her breasts. He was slow and deliberate. He waited until he could feel her whole body tensing then he trapped one of her perfect and erect nipples between his lips and pulled, gently caressing the sensitive nipple with his tongue.

It was too much. The memory of what they had shared just that morning, the wet and ruined panties that she continued to ruin, the two and a half hours of anticipation and longing for this moment to arrive coupled with Kal's lovemaking sent her over the edge. Her whole body tensed and then trembled as she moaned out her first release.

"Kal," she groaned hoarsely, "More."

Clark smiled up at her face. Her eyes were closed. Her body was still coming down from her release. He moved his mouth to her other breast and repeated his attentions. Diana continued groaning his name and running her hands through his hair and over his thick neck and shoulders in an intimate caress. His hands moved up her thighs to the cute little bows that kept her ruined panties up. He quickly undid the laces and slowly pulled her panties down and free.

A small whimper of anticipation escaped Diana's lips as Kal exposed her lovely wet center. Her legs trembled slightly as he spread them gently and bent down to smell and kiss her. She felt a large hand cupping her sex in an intimate massage that caused her to grind intensely against him.

"You're right. Your panties are ruined. I don't think there is any way you can save them. You really soaked them. What were you thinking about all morning?" Kal teased.

"Most of that is yours, you dirty man," Diana moaned out as she continued to grind vigorously against her husband's hand.

"This is true, but a good thirty-five percent of it is yours and the way you're going, you'll be catching up well before our time here is up," Kal answered her softly as he nuzzled her neck and inserted one of his thick fingers easily into her sex. There was no resistance. She was beyond wet.

"Kal, I want you now. You don't have to warm me up. I'm ready. You're not going to hurt me." Diana's breath was coming in ragged gasps.

"I can't. My pants are still on. All you took off were my shirt and glasses. So now, what do we do?" He continued his tortuous teasing as he continued making love to her with his hand and finger on and in her soaked center and with his mouth along her neck, ears, lips, eyes and breasts. His other hand was buried in her thick, curly raven black tresses.

"Take them off now!" She groaned into his neck.

He could feel and smell her body tensing for another release. Her inner muscles began to spasm, gripping his finger as she climaxed a second time moaning loudly. She collapsed onto the table breathing hard. "Kal, I need you in me now!"

"Okay, Love. But I think I'm going to need a little help, seeing as my hands are full," he bent down to her face with a twinkle in his eyes as he captured her lovely mouth in a deep and sensuous kiss.

Diana broke the kiss. She was breathing hard as she pushed him up and off of her. "You are an impossible and cruel man," she whispered happily as she grasped his belt and yanked it off and, with a toss, sent crashing into the far wall. As she began to undo his pants she peppered his muscular chest with kisses, stopping to trap a hard nipple between her beautiful lips and white teeth. She almost got lost in the kisses and had to stop to concentrate on removing his pants. When she finally succeeded she removed his boxers and stared adoringly at her husband's immense erection.

Kal bent to remove his socks. As he did so Diana stood up from the table and pushed him onto it. He smiled up at her and she beamed back as she bent down and began to kiss him wetly from base to tip and back down, all the while caressing the tremendous muscles of his thighs, buttocks and stomach. This time it was Kal who was groaning. He lifted his head and watched her loving ministrations.

Diana stopped and climbed up on the table straddling Kal. She set her wet center down on his chest. He could feel her juices on his skin. She looked down at him, "If we plan on not ruining any furniture, then you are going to have to stay on your back and I'm going to have to be on top." As she said this she lifted off his chest and slowly lowered herself slowly down onto him, enveloping his impressive length and girth in her warm, tight wetness. Both gasped in unison.

"Kal. I want you to let me do this while you lay still. Can you lay still?" Diana asked moaning.

Kal nodded bringing his hands up along her shapely thighs up her sides and to her pert breasts. He trapped a nipple between each thumb and forefinger squeezing and pulling gently.

Diana brought her hands up trapping Kal's on her breasts as she slowly rode him. She slide up and down his length slowly at first, savoring the intense sensations then she slowly increased the pace. Her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed. She was lost in the rapture of the moment. As she rode him faster and harder the intensity of the pleasure she was experiencing quickly reached a breaking point and she collapsed onto his chest panting out her third climax.

Kal caressed his panting wife's back and placed gentle kisses on along the hairline of her forehead. When she could again communicate coherently she raised her glistening torso off of him and stared dreamily down at him. "Again," she panted.

"Again," Kal affirmed as his beautiful Diana began riding him again. This time she lasted ten minutes. It was ten minutes of her yelling out her pleasure into her husband's mouth as he trapped her lips with his, stifling her screams of pleasure.

"How much time do we have left?" she asked after her forth explosion.

"Why, Beautiful? Are you getting tired?" Kal asked with raised eyebrows.

Diana smiled weakly. "No. Amazons do not tire and I am not just any Amazon. I was gifted by the gods and, and I want more."

Diana began to move vigorously on Kal's hardness. He stopped her gently and said, "Let me do the work, Love."

Diana's eyes flashed for brief moment as he sat up with her still impaled on him. He kissed her beautiful lips and caressed her back. His attentions quickly melting the fight she had felt for a moment. Surrendering willingly to her husband was not something she found to be demeaning in any way. He never used her need for him to belittle or demean her.

"I wanted to do the work this time. You always satisfy me." Diana whispered quietly, already lost to the soft rhythm of Kal sliding her up and down his length gently and slowly, a hand on each of her lovely, round cheeks, as he moved her.

They were forehead to forehead staring into each other's eyes. They had tortured looks on their faces as they slowly neared another release, for Diana and a first for Kal.

Kal defied gravity taking them both several feet above the tabletop. He knew that if he stayed on the table that there would be no table when they were done.

Diana slowly began to increase her pace stating that she had recuperated enough. Her pants turned into gasps and moans and shouts as she neared the breaking point.

Kal knew that he could let himself go and still be able to continue with his level of arousal. As Diana reached her fifth climax, Kal let himself go, thrusting vigorously into her warmth and for the second time that day, grunted loudly as he let go and filled his beautiful and amazing wife's trembling body with his release.

They clung to each other desperately as they floated there in the air a few feet above the floor and table.

"I love you, Kal," Diana panted.

"I love you, Diana," Kal panted in return.

"Do you want to stop? You only have a half hour left before your next meetings start," Kal asked.

"No. One more time. Let's make it last for fifteen minutes. That will give me time enough to recover and clean up before the meetings," Diana responded with a happy smile. "Anyway, I think you need one more as well," she said sweetly.

Ambassador Diana stepped out the south room looked down the long hall and then gestured for Clark Kent to come out of the room behind her. "It's clear," she said.

"I know," Clark Kent said with a smile.

Ambassador Diana clung to reporter, Clark Kent's arm with her lovely head against his shoulder as they walked slowly down the long deserted hall.

"Nobody coming yet?" Ambassador Diana asked.

"Not yet," Clark Kent replied. "How do you feel?"

"Exhausted and happy and naked," she replied.

"That's because you just had amazing sex with Superman and with your husband and because you aren't wearing any panties," Clark Kent answered. "There are people coming, my Princess."

The two disentangled themselves quickly, just before a small group of delegates rounded the corner.

"Thank you for interviewing me, Mr. Kent. I really enjoyed myself," Diana said smiling brightly at her husband.

"Thanks for having an opening for me, it was perfect" Clark answered with a twinkle in his eyes.

Diana giggled and then drew close to Clark for a brief moment.

"Meet me at the Fortress tonight for dinner," she whispered and then she was gone down the hall to her meetings.