The First Couple was exploring the so called 'cottage'. They both had been anxiously waiting for this day to come. The weather forecast for the next five days was temperature in the high fifties with a chance for brief showers on day three. Perfect fall weather for anyone raised in New England.
"Jed, come look at this magnificent bedroom. This four-poster bed looks like something from a home in downtown Boston."
He had been looking at the kitchen with its glass windows overlooking the ocean and couldn't get over the incredible view. "I'm coming."
He walked a short distance from the kitchen into the master bedroom. "Oh yeah. It's gorgeous." He grabbed her hand and pulled her down on the bed. "Want to try it out?" as he tried to kiss her lips.
But she was laughing too hard to really participate in what he obviously wanted to do.
"Mr. President, really! We've only been here five minutes. Can't you wait?" smiling at her obviously impatient husband.
"We're alone. And on vacation. Come on. Let's have some fun," as he tried to kiss her again.
From the den, they both heard another voice. "Mr. President?"
"Oh hell." Jed pushed Abbey off him and stood up. "Coming, Ron."
He reluctantly walked into the den. "Yes?"
"I just wanted to make sure you had your panic buttons and knew how to contact the agents in the Guest House if you need them."
"Yes, Ron. We both have our buttons."
"Good. Now, to contact the agents, from any phone just hit zero. That will automatically ring the phone in the Guest House. If all of the agents are on the grounds, then it will ring Mark's phone he carries with him at all time."
"Got it, Ron. Now go be with your family. Give your daughter our best wishes. And don't cry when you give her away like I did when I gave my oldest away. That's my best advice."
"Yes, Sir. I'll try not to. I'll be back up Sunday morning."
"See you then."
Jed watched him walk away. Since he had learned of Ron's big occasion this weekend, there was no way this trip was going to interfere with it. He had even paid out of his own pocket the expense of having Marine One fly Ron back to Washington in time for the wedding rehearsal tonight and then back up here on Sunday morning. That was the best wedding gift he and Abbey could give Ron's family. And Ron had told them how much the family had appreciated such a magnificent and thoughtful gift.
Jed turned and went back to the bedroom. Abbey had changed into one of her special garments. This particular one Jed recognized instantly. It was one from the Victoria's Secret catalogue that he ordered for Valentine's Day, but he had not seen her wear it until now.
"Just thought I would welcome you appropriately to your vacation."
"Abbbbbbey," was about all he could get out. "Come over here."
She sashayed over and gave him a brief kiss. "Aren't you a little overdressed for the welcoming party?"
She undid his belt and dropped it on the floor. She then pulled his polo shirt over his arms and threw it onto the floor.
"Why don't you make yourself comfortable, my dear?"
It only took a minute for his shoes, socks and pants to follow the other pieces of clothing. He climbed onto the bed and laid down.
"I'm ready."
"Yeah, I can see that."
She climbed onto the bed and straddled him. It was then that he realized she had no panties on underneath the red teddy. He groaned as her lips met his and their tongues danced together in his mouth. His hands grabbed her breasts and kneaded them as their bodies grew warm with passion.
She moved her lips downward on his bare chest as he arched with the electricity beginning to flow from his lower body. When she reached his waist, she pulled his boxers down over his lower legs, and began to suck on his already aroused and almost fully erect member.
"Oh, God, Abbey. It's been too long since…"
There was no response as his wife was too busy with her tongue and mouth.
She knew he was coming and she wanted to continue her actions, but Jed suddenly pushed her off of him. "Not yet."
He kicked off his shorts and then rolled her over on her back. He pulled off the teddy, and used his tongue to lick her nipples which only increased her warmth and feelings of love. He continued until he knew she was almost ready. He them slowly inserted himself, trying to extend the feeling they both knew would complete the process. But his urges took over. He began to pull back and then quickly reinsert himself to his hilt. This went on and on as his lips sought out her lips and tongue to connect on all levels.
They both felt the increase of warmth and electricity between the two of them. But it was Abbey who was arching her back and trying to call out his name. He finally removed his tongue so he could listen his wife's call of climax.
"Oh, God" Jed! Jed!" He felt her shake and she came in a significant release. "God!"
He waited a few seconds, and then started the repetitive insertion once again. As her muscles clamped down on him, he felt himself building to his own climax.
"Oh God, Abbey! I love you so much!" as he exploded into her cavity. No further words were needed as multiple pluses emptied him.
Exhausted, he gently withdrew and rolled over on his back. They both laid there, getting their breath back.
After a few minutes, another suggestion was made.
"Last one in the shower is a rotten egg."
Later, after another round in the shower, and dressed in sweats, they made their way into the kitchen. Looking through what Abbey had preordered for their stay, Jed spotted the lobsters.
"I know what I want."
"What?" Abbey asked, turning to look at Jed who was smiling at something in the open refrigerator.
He reached in and pulled out two fresh Maine lobsters. "These. Start the pot boiling."
Abbey, knowing her husband's love of anything from Maine, looked through the cabinets until she saw a large lobster pot and filled it with cold water. She put it on the gas stove and turned the burner on hot.
"Put them back in the fridge until we get the water hot."
"Will do." He closed the door and moved closer to her. Grabbing her waist and pulling her closer, he leaned in to kiss her. "What do you want to do until I'm hot?"
"Don't you mean the water is hot?"
Grinning, he smiled. "That too."
"You're incorrigible, you know that?"
"Yes, I do." He kissed her again, this time with a little more passion.
"Listen, Romeo. We've already done it twice in the past hour and a half. Don't you need a little rest?"
"Well, yes and no. I need to take advantage of whatever time I have."
She wiggled out of his grasp. "We have five days, Jed. Pace yourself."
"Damn."
The water eventually boiled and they threw the lobsters in to cook. In the meantime, Jed fixed them some drinks and Abbey fixed a salad. They ate slowly, enjoying the peace and quiet, knowing that it was unlikely they would be interrupted, a rarity for sure.
By the time the dishes were finished, they were both sleepy. Not bothering to change, they made their way to the master bedroom and cuddled beneath the covers of the down quilt, leaving the window open to the night breeze and the sound of the waves coming off the ocean. Peaceful sounds for the ending of a beautiful day and the promise of a fantastic break from the stress of the Presidency.