Once they had left their bed in the early afternoon, they hadn't kissed, or touched or anything. But not awkwardly so. They both had had their fill for a while. It was a lot to take in. She had been on his mind all day though, but he was glad for a chance to regroup.
They weren't as young as they were. Besides their love consisted of so much more.
He was staring at her, at her hands, so small and delicate. The image of those hands on his member flashed through his mind, not for the first time that day. He watched as she turned a page, laying her hand down flat onto the page she wasn't reading.
'Oh, she is so pretty.'
Her husband was watching her. Even with the heat from the fire she felt his eyes burn on her. Stealing glances up at him, he appeared to be studying her from top to toe.
She let him, feeling she still needed assurance from him he found her attractive. She knew he did of course, after all that happened in the few hours they'd been married, but all those years wondering. It couldn't quite let her go. Not yet.
But how he was even admiring her hands with such devotion in his gaze, made her feel he needed to be rewarded.
What a softie he actually was. And love for him glowed inside her.
Elsie started to move the hand from her page onto her leg. Deliberately moving it up her thigh. Then she did something she never did, she crossed her legs. Slowly moving one over the other, leaving her hand to land on top of her knee.
She lifted her book slightly, only pretending to read now, and shifted into a more comfortable position. Seated practically sideways on the chair now, Elsie started to run her hand down her leg again.
Lifting her hip to let her hand go underneath slightly, she squeezed her own bottom.
A small 'Oh.'
She caught her husbands eye.
'You are teasing me, Mrs Hughes.' Charles said in mock anger.
'I thought I was pleasing you.' Elsie replied in her most innocent voice.
She laid her book down on the table next to her, besides the lamp that was giving her light to read.
Looking into the fire she said, 'It's dying down, are you ready for bed or…' She caught his eye again.
'Bed.' 'Definitely.'