Chapter seven

"Come on, honey, let's go check out those baths!" Jack thought the idea of bathing with Sam sounded like a really cool idea, and he couldn't wait.

"But how are we going to pay, Jack?" Sam asked as they walked along hand-in-hand. The streets were noticeably less crowded than they had been the day before at this time, and Jack figured it was due to the chariot races. He had already noted that people here seemed to be very into games of all sorts, and the more daring, noisy and bloody the better.

"Vorenus advanced me part of my first month's pay, so you are married to a very wealthy man, my dear," he said, grinning as he jingled the gold coins in the leather pouch he wore at his waist.

But Sam didn't smile; the words he'd used to describe them painful to her ears. She wished, more than anything, that they were really married and at home in their time, instead of in this archaic men's club!

After getting directions from a boy who seemed to understand Jack's pantomimed question, it took them less then twenty minutes to arrive at the large, ornate building that was the main entry to the baths, which were actually three huge pools, the water in each a different temperature. Jack and Sam stripped down and followed a few other bathers who were entering ahead of them. They stood naked in a small chamber, and Jack was surprised to find two slaves there who soaped their bodies and washed their hair before rinsing them with buckets of warm water.

Soon the two lovers were soaking in a round pool of hot water the size of a basket ball court. But the water was a lot hotter than either of them enjoyed, so after just a few minutes they moved down one level to the temperate pool, where they sat on one of the built-in stone benches. This one was definitely more to their liking! And since they were the only occupants of this pool, Jack decided to satisfy a whim.

"Jaack," Sam whined as he pulled her across his lap. She sat straddling his thighs facing him, and in this position it was very easy for him to slip inside her, which he did.

Sam barely let out a gasp as she felt herself being filled by his prodigious erection; no matter how many times they made love, she thought she'd probably never get used to his size. Her unwillingness to announce what they were doing to everyone in the place made her stifle her reaction. If there was one thing Sam was not, it was an exhibitionist!

"Jack...we shouldn't...be...doing this," she choked out, but her actions said something entirely different, as she began to rock her hips against his, her fingers clutching his shoulders. Without thinking, she had begun to ride him, her natural instincts taking precedence over any embarrassment she might be feeling. The water around them began to churn and splash, as their bodies worked together toward their mutual satisfaction.

And when Jack could sense she was close to climaxing, he reached down between their bodies and fingered her clit, rolling it and rubbing it with the pads of his middle finger, until Sam could remain quiet no longer. Crying his name into his hair as she clutched his head to hers, she came hard, unwilling for the pleasurable strokes of his erection inside her to stop. She wanted more, and so she continued to rock back and forth and up and down on him, stroking herself against his pubic bone until she couldn't take anymore.

As though he sensed her over-stimulation, Jack lifted her by the hips and reversed positions with her, slamming her up against the nearby wall of the pool where he stood on the floor of the pool facing her. Jack shoved inside her, pulling one of her long legs up and around his hip. With hard quick thrusts he continued to fuck her, until he finally spilled his seed inside her womb. And even though Sam thought it not possible, she came once again.

By this time other bathers had joined them, but the new arrivals were so busy kissing and fondling each other, that they didn't even notice Jack and Sam in their passionate embrace. When they finally parted, and Sam moved to sit beside him on the bench once again, they were surprised to see three other couples engaged in various sexual acts, from cunnilingus to anal intercourse. Quietly Sam and Jack moved to the cold water pool to cool down a bit before dressing to return to their new home.

When they got back to their small villa on the hillside, they received a pleasant surprise; the beds were made up with clean linens, and there was a cook making supper in the kitchen and another wiping down the dusty wooden table and benches. Sam and Jack sat down at the clean table and were immediately brought cups of cool, refreshing water by a dark haired young man of about eighteen years. He told them his name was Claudius, and that he was the son of their cook, Aisha.

Soon Daniel and Teal'c returned to tell them about their afternoon at the races and to show off their winnings, which Jack had to admit was pretty impressive.

"Teal'c has a really good eye for horses," Daniel commented, "and since it's the sure-footedness and strength of team that really wins the race, we made off like bandits! Thanks to Teal'c, tonight we drink the best wine in Rome!" he said, setting two bottles down on the wooden table next to the pouch of gold coins.

After a huge and very delicious meal of lamb and vegetables, and the heady wine, all four stumbled to their beds. The last thing Daniel remembered hearing was Sam's voice coming from the next room.

"Jack, how can you, after such a big meal? And that wine!"

"The wine turned me on. Can't you feel it?" Jack said lustily.

"What I feel is...Oh, shit, I feel like I'm gonna puke!" And then Daniel heard the patter of bare feet on the stone floor, as Sam ran from the house to retch outside in the yard.

TBC