Setting his beloved down on her feet, Tony watched as she sucked in her lips for a moment before kissing him. Feeling alive with a wondrous mix of nerves and arousal he deepened the kiss, devouring her. She returned his passion, his need, with all of her own, breaking down the barriers that had restrained them before today.
They parted, breathless. Unable to speak they embraced, holding each other close. Jeannie now understood the source of Tony's nerves and could feel some of her own coming to the surface. In all their time together they had never come as close as this. They had kissed on many occasions but never with such intensity. Never with the possibilities they had open to them tonight.
Jeannie bit her lower lip as she realised she had hardly ever seen her master, her husband, less than fully clothed, certainly not less than the yellow robe he was wearing right now. Often she had caught herself daydreaming, wondering what lay beneath his uniforms, beneath the thin but tightly drawn robes he'd wear with or without pyjamas. Often she'd been tempted to spy on him in the shower, to watch him as he washed, soap suds running down his naked body, but she had refrained – occupying herself with other things or forcing herself to stay in her bottle until she heard the water shut off.
Now she didn't have to.
Realisation suddenly dawned on Jeannie that her husband had never seen her in a state of undress either. She wondered if he would be pleased with her body. Insecurities she had never been aware of before came rushing to the fore as she imagined him undressing her and being disappointed, her embarrassment as she withered under his dissatisfied gaze. She felt tears threaten as she pictured him ordering her back to her bottle, punishing her for not being as he wanted.
If Jeannie had thought she were alone in the fears that she was feeling she would have been wrong. As he rested his cheek on Jeannie's head, Tony allowed his eyes to drift around the room. He knew now the origin of his nerves. Of course he was physically fit, he took great pride in that, but he was sure he was nothing compared to the men she must have seen in the days of old. Would she view him the same way she did now once she saw him fully exposed?
Swallowing his fears he began to trace circles with his fingers on Jeannie's back, feeling the fullness of her breasts against his chest as she leaned closer into him. Continuing the circular movements of his fingers he allowed his hands to slide slowly down towards her bottom, feeling her press further into him as he reached her lower back. She murmured against the base of his throat as she pressed her lips to the space between his neck and shoulder.
Moving his head back and leaning away from Jeannie, Tony gently clasped her shoulders, manoeuvring her around so she was facing away from him. Wrapping his arms around her he reached for the buttons on her shirt. Starting from the top he slowly undid the first one, brushing the flesh that lay beneath it with his fingers. He did the same with the second and third buttons. When he reached the fourth button he undid it as he had the rest, this time reaching inside her shirt.
Cupping her breast he ran his thumb tantalisingly over her nipple, closing his eyes with ecstasy as he moaned and arched her back into him. He continued to stroke her nipple, feeling it harden beneath his touch as, with his other hand, he continued to undo the rest of her shirt buttons. As he undid the last button her shirt gaped open. Leaning down he kissed her neck, moving his hand from the nipple he had been stroking to the other. With his free hand he traced a line down from her breasts to her stomach. The flesh beneath his hand tensed as she arched her back more, further still as his hand reached the waistline of her trousers.
Jeannie gasped with pleasure as Tony's hand breached the barrier of her trousers, his hand coming to rest in the warm softness between her legs. She felt his arms tighten around her as her knees gave out. He held her, supporting her weight easily. Feeling her pleasure moisten his fingers.
With a low moan, Tony took his hand from inside Jeannie's trousers and dropped his other from her breast. He undid the button and zip with tingling fingers and gripped the waistband of her trousers, combining it with that of her panties and slid them down slowly, revealing more and more of her outer beauty. As her trousers and panties pooled at her feet he felt her step out of them, a brushing sound on the carpet as she kicked them. Her shirt joined the rest of her clothes as she slid it from her shoulders and down her arms, revealing her pert bottom.
He held his breath as she slowly turned around, captivated by the sereneness of the movement. Her eyes met his as she faced him and for a moment she looked as though she doubted herself, her arms moving slightly in an attempt to cover herself but he stopped her. A soft smile touched his lips as he shook his head, his hands holding hers.
"You're beautiful." He whispered in open reverence.
All of the animation returned to Jeannie's face and she pulled her husband towards her, mimicking his smile as she kissed him fully. She could feel him guide her hands towards his robe, her fingers being manipulated to tease the knot that tied the belt. She took his lead and undid the knot, still kissing him as his robe opened.
Pulling away from the kiss she took him in, admiring his lean chest and taut abdomen. Biting her lip she allowed her eyes to drift lower. They came to rest on his erection, hot, hard and ready – twitching in anticipation. She reached out gingerly to touch it, drawing her hand back quickly with a gasp as he moaned, afraid that she had hurt him. Again he shook his head with a soft smile and clasped her hand. He guided it back to where it was, shuddering with pleasure as she closed her fingers around his shaft.
It was his turn for his knees to weaken as she began to move her hand up and down his length. Her soft skin brushing him with just the right pressure. He moaned as he felt her palm undulating along him. The movement of her hand was exquisite and he had to bite his lip to stop himself crying out as she cupped his scrotum. It was almost too much for him as she continued, the pleasure striking him in waves. He could feel a climax approaching, the tautness of his penis aching. His heart rate quickened in time with her hands as she moved them faster. It was too much as he closed his eyes and felt the release, his essence splashing against his stomach and running down her hand. He pulled her to him, the sensation of his orgasm still running fresh through his body. He savoured the feel of her breasts against his bare chest, smiling in the knowledge that this would not be the last time.
As his orgasm faded he became aware of the wet, stickiness that was spread between them. Kissing the top of Jeannie's head he parted with her and led her to the shower…..
