"Kitty," Matt yelled closing their front door behind him. "I'm home!"

"So I can hear," Kitty said waving her had at the large lawman as she came from the kitchen. "I just got Matthew to sleep!"

"Oh, sorry," Matt whispered once Kitty stood before him dressed in nothing more than a robe.

"I saved supper for you," she said hooking her arm into his. "It's been a long time since I had an intimate evening with my husband."

Matt smiled at the sparkle in Kitty's eyes as they entered the dining room. "I suppose Newly has everything at the jail under control. I could spare an evening for just us."

"Well, now," Kitty said opening a bottle of wine. "That sounds right nice, doesn't it?"

"It sure does," Matt agreed raising his glass to be filled.

After dinner, Matt kissed Kitty on the temple before bringing his plate to the kitchen. "That was a very good supper," he said placing his plate in the cast iron sink before noticing how Kitty's robe gapped slightly in the front revealing shapely round breasts.

Kitty felt oddly light as she answered. "I love this room. The light glows in here."

Matt nodded as he put an arm around her waist. "The rays from the sunset are really nice."

As they stood together silently appreciating the dying light streaming though the small window above the sink, Matt slowly started to caress his wife's thighs and hips.

Kitty leaned against Matt as he began to draw up the back of her robe. As the man fondled her exposed rump, Kitty found to her surprise that she was quite ready for him. Turning toward the sink, she leaned forward in response to Matt's gentle pressure against her back and spreading her legs.

Matt unfastened his pants to let his engorged member free. Centering himself between Kitty's legs, he quickly penetrated her. Once he was inside, the man's haste vanished.

He treated the woman to long slow thrusts as Kitty stared out the window sightlessly and Matt moved inside her.

On his deepest thrusts, she could feel the material of his pants brush the back of her thighs. She couldn't remember ever making love with Matt almost fully dressed and it made her feel out of control as her body began to writhe and undulate in appreciation of each expertly placed stroke.

Matt took one of Kitty's hands and placed it behind him on his rocking hip. To Kitty's delight, her other hand soon joined the first as they both caressed Matt's powerful gluteal muscles as he slowly made love to his wife.

Matt thrust hard, ground against her, and then suddenly withdrew.

"Let's go to bed," he ordered, pulling the robe from her, he turned her in the right direction and propelled her forward with a sharp swat to her rump.

Kitty giggled mischievously before looking over her naked shoulder. "You never cease to amaze me, Mr. Dillon!"

"Well?" Robert said watching Sally concentrate on her next move.

"Don't rush me," she said moving the black checker piece. "There!"

"This is harder than I thought," Robert said craning his neck to get a look at the board. "I never played checkers lying down before."

"You want to stop?" Sally asked as Robert nodded before grimacing. "What's wrong?"

"My legs...they hurt!" Robert said before he realized what he felt was more than just pain.

"I better get, Doc," Sally said before Robert grabbed her arm.

"Wait," he said smiling. "Don't you know what that means! I can feel my legs, honey!"

"Oh, Robert," Sally said hugging him. "That's great!"