***Willow Pond***
Jennifer looked at Jonathan.
"Come with me".
She led him to the study and showed him her copy of the form the delivery guy handed her.
"Your name is on it".
"Darling, anyone could have put my name on it. I am telling you, I didn't order this. That wasn't my surprise".
"Well, then I guess I will call the company back. This sheet says they are still open".
She picked up the phone and called the number on the invoice.
After a few seconds, she hung up.
"Operator said it had been disconnected".
"Well, their loss is our gain".
He leaned forward and kissed her.
"Now, on to my surprises".
"Well, it was going to be your favorite dessert and one of my famous massages".
"Yes, please".
She kissed him again.
They had dinner, and then took the dessert upstairs to bed.
He had ordered her a slice of devil's food cake from her favorite bakery.
He was feeding her forkfuls, while she laid back against him.
"I spoke to Marcia today".
"Oh, did you get an assignment?"
She nodded.
"Two, actually".
"What are they?"
"One is in 3 days, in a little town called Sangray Bay. I have to do an expose on an animal shelter."
"Oh, that sounds interesting".
"The other one, is for a magazine that wanted to publish my article on Jack Hanson. Now they want me to retool it, and write about his life and his downfall."
"That should be easy to do".
"Yes, I think so. I called Jessalyn to make sure she was ok with it".
"How is she?"
"Great. She says she is so over him. She said she took the girls to visit him, and he only wanted to visit with Mia, and then told the girls that they were a disappointment and terminated the visit".
"He's a user, darling. They aren't of any use to him in prison so he can't see what they are worth".
"I think you are right".
She turned and kissed him, and he fed her another forkful.
"Your turn".
She took the fork and fed him a couple bites, and then they were done.
He got out the tingly stuff and started rubbing her shoulders and then she moved to lay down on her stomach.
He straddled her, and started rubbing her shoulder blades with deep pressure. She was moaning and telling him how great it was.
He got all her kinks out and rubbed her back for about 2 hours.
She snuggled up next to him when he was finished, and put her head on his chest.
"Darling, what's your most favorite vacation we have ever taken?"
"Oh, that's easy. London. Japan comes in a close second, but London for sure. What's yours?"
"London."
"It's such a lovely city".
"Which visit to London is your favorite?"
"The one where I met you, minus the you refusing to believe I wasn't a murderer part".
"That's my favorite visit too. Remember the next time we went to London, and they closed down the hotel because that man that was on the run had been spotted?"
"Yep. And we had to spend two whole days in bed, locked in our rooms".
"And remember that man that was so handsome, and sophisticated, and virile, and was just really a man among men, a God if you will, and all the ladies were jealous of the gorgeous lady who was with him?"
"No, I don't remember him".
"Really? You share a bed with him every night".
"Oh, I see. Well, lucky me". She leaned forward and kissed him.
He rolled her onto her back and took her in his arms.
He kissed her a few times, and then looked deep into her eyes.
"I'm the lucky one".
He started nibbling on her neck, and kissing her along her jawbone.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he pulled her nightgown off her shoulders, before kissing her nipples.
She ran her fingers through his hair, and then reached down and tugged his pajama pants off him.
She used her heels to push them all the way off, and then reached down and grabbed his butt.
He thrust into her, and they rocked their hips together until they exploded in ecstasy together. They laid there kissing and cuddling, and then pulled the sheet over them and fell asleep.
***Around 1 a.m.***
Jennifer and Jonathan were fast asleep, she with her head on his chest and he with his arms around her.
She heard it first. The phone was ringing again. She reached over and picked the phone up.
"Hello?"
"I still know what you did, and I am still going to tell. Your husband can't save you from this".
Jennifer punched Jonathan in the arm to wake him up.
She held the phone where he could hear.
The voice was a high-pitched male, but it sounded altered. It was now screaming.
"You hear me you little bitch, your husband can't save you this time!"
Jonathan sat up and took the phone from Jennifer.
"I told you to stop calling here, I don't know what you want or why you are threatening us, but we haven't done anything and we don't care to talk to you anymore".
"You can't stop me!"
Jonathan slammed the phone down.
Just then, the new lighting fixture fell from the ceiling, hitting Jennifer in the head, and cutting Jonathan's forehead.
"Darling, are you alright?"
"I think so".
She got up and got him a cold washcloth to put on his forehead.
They went downstairs and he got her an ice pack, while she got him a band-aid.
After they went back upstairs, Jonathan pulled the bed away from the wall, till it was no longer under the lights, and they went back to sleep, with him holding the ice pack to Jennifer's head.
***The next morning***
Jennifer woke up, before Jonathan.
She rolled over and started snuggling with him.
"How's your head?"
"Fine. How's yours?"
"Hurts a little. Maybe a hot shower will help."
She laid there a little longer with him, and then got up and went to get in the shower.
She was in there a long time, just letting the water wash over her, hoping that her head would feel better.
It didn't.
Jonathan got in the shower after her, and she met him downstairs with his breakfast.
"Darling, I think I might go see Susan today and have her check me out. My head is still pounding".
"Not a bad idea. Call me at the office if you can't drive home, ok?"
"Sure".
"And if you can drive home, call me when you get home, and I am going to call someone to come reinstall that light fixture".
"Great".
After they finished eating breakfast, she kissed him goodbye several times, and then went to get dressed.
She called Susan, and Susan told her to come right in.
***Kendall Medical Group***
Jennifer signed in and was brought back right away.
Susan came in.
"Hey, are you ok?"
"I got conked in the head. I slept with an ice pack, but it's still pounding and Aleve isn't touching it".
"How did you get conked in the head?"
"Well, this person showed up at the house, saying they had a delivery for Jonathan. He had told me that he had some surprises for me, so I thought this was one of them, and didn't question it. The guy went upstairs and installed the new lighting that I thought Jonathan had ordered, and then left. Last night, we were sleeping, and the phone rang. We have been getting this weird crank calls, and this was one of them. The last thing that they said was "You can't stop me!", and then the light fixture fell and hit me on the head and cut Jonathan on the forehead".
"Wow. That must have been some lovemaking between you two if you could make the lights fall".
"Susan…it wasn't like that. It was pretty great, though".
Susan gave her a thorough exam, and then sat down across from her.
"I think you have a mild concussion. You have a nice bump on the top of your head, towards the back. I can give you a shot for your headache, if you'd like. And I am going to give you some pain pills to help you sleep tonight. And, I am going to give you some of this ointment with pain medicine in it, to put on Jonathan's cut".
"Ok. I have a flight in three days, will I be ok to travel?"
"Yes, I think so, if you take it easy now".
"Great".
She managed to get through the shot, and then Susan handed her a script for some pain pills.
She dropped it off at the pharmacy, and then decided to go see Jonathan while they got it ready.
***Hart Industries***
Jennifer walked into Jonathan's office, and found him on the telephone.
She leaned down and kissed him, and then leaned against his desk.
She reached forward and took his band-aid off, and then used his water glass to wet a Kleenex so that she could clean it some. She leaned forward and kissed it, and then put some of the ointment on it, and a fresh band-aid. He gave her a thumbs up, and then pointed to the phone and indicated he didn't know how long it would take.
She played with his hair some, and then she grabbed a notepad.
She wrote him a note. "I can talk to you later".
He shook his head no.
He moved back from the desk some, and patted his lap, and she sat in it and curled up on his chest. He held her close, and talked for another few minutes.
"George, I have another call coming in- can you get the figures together and show me first thing next week? Ok, thank you".
He hung up the phone and enveloped her lips in steamy, passionate kiss.
"I love it when you come here and surprise me".
He kissed her again.
"What did Susan say?"
"That I have a mild concussion, and that I have to take it easy for the next few days. She gave me some pain pills to take at night, and a shot to help with the headache, and she gave you that ointment".
"What ointment?"
"The ointment that I put on your cut, silly".
"Oh, yeah. I like that. It felt better as soon as you did it".
"You just needed some TLC, darling".
Jonathan reached around her and started moving piles of folders and papers off his desk.
"What are you doing?"
"Preparing the surface, darling". He winked at her and gave her his most mischievous smile.
"Jonathan, we can't do that here. It's the middle of the day, and your employees will hear us".
"Not if we are quiet, and lock the door".
"Jonathan….what if we get caught?"
"We won't".
He got up and stood her up, and then went and locked the door.
She met him halfway across the room, and embraced him.
"Darling, we can't do this here….."
"Sure we can".
He started kissing her neck.
"Jonathan, it would be irresponsible".
"Hot is more like it".
"It would be egregious if someone knew".
"They won't".
"It's not professional".
"I'm the boss. I give myself a pass".
He picked her up and carried her to the couch.
He went over to the phone and buzzed Deanne.
"Deanne, Mrs. Hart and I are going to be on a conference call, so no interruptions of any kind, please".
"Yes, Mr. Hart".
He hung up and then took the phone off the hook, and then rejoined her on the couch.
He laid on top of her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Jonathan, this is-"
He kissed her passionately.
"So incredibly romantic".
"I knew you would give in".
"You rascal".
She kissed him, and started undoing his belt.
He leaned down and started kissing her neck, before lifting her dress up and pulling it off her.
"I love it when you wear the spaghetti strap dresses".
"Oh, you like how they show off my legs?"
"That, and easy access".
"I love it when you are bad".
He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and shrugged them off.
He took her in his arms and admired her matching red lace bra and thong, and kissed her nipple through the lace, eliciting a moan from her. He removed the thong in record time.
He quickly thrust into her and found her center, before bringing both of them to climax. They clasped hands and laced their fingers together, before going over the edge at the same time. It was hot, quiet, passionate, sexy, and exhilarating.
He laid there a minute or two with her, and then got up and got dressed again.
He helped her up, and she slipped her dress on, and then they went into his private bathroom to freshen up.
"Darling, do you know what time you will be home tonight?"
"Around 5:30 or 6".
"Perfect".
She kissed him, and was about to leave, when they heard his fax machine going off. He hung the phone up on his way over to the fax machine.
It was spitting out pictures left and right. They were all of Jennifer, in the shower, him and Jennifer making love, Jennifer sleeping on top of him naked.
Along the bottom was the message "These will be published soon…..where? Wait and see".