Cozumel, Mexico

Spending the majority of the morning in bed and then the majority of the afternoon relaxing at the beach and then by the pool, JR and Sue Ellen eventually left the resort on Sunday evening, heading into San Miguel, the largest city on the island. Originally assuming that the town would be quiet on Sunday, however, the concierge had informed them that quite the opposite was true, Sundays were a time where the community gathered together to socialise and they would not be without entertainment or company if they visited. Walking along the waterfront and down a few of the smaller streets, Sue Ellen was in her element as she found a number of beautiful, unique, handmade gifts to bring back for the family. Enjoying the relaxing atmosphere of being on an island, always near the ocean, they slowly wandered toward the town square, or as it was known locally, the zólaco, and as they approached, they were not disappointed. Sue Ellen was giddy as she took in the sights; she really did love all the new things she got to experience when she was with JR and being in a completely foreign place made new experiences especially exciting. Seeing the lively town square, Sue Ellen smiled to herself; sometimes she still couldn't believe that JR really did things like this for her. If she knew him as well as she thought she did, then she knew that he was completely out of his comfort zone deliberately heading into the social hub of a foreign area, one where the name Ewing meant nothing. Observing a crowd of people dancing, others chitchatting and socialising and the general hustle and bustle of life, she was content to do whatever JR wanted; she was just happy to actually be out doing something with him. Knowing she liked to dance and observing that the dancing wasn't too crazy or different to what he was used to, JR pushed past his own feelings of awkwardness and led her over to the area where people were dancing. He may not have been totally comfortable doing it, but he really was trying to make an effort to keep her happy and he knew she would be disappointed if they didn't do it at all, and besides, they didn't have to stay long, they had dinner reservations in an hour.

Returning to their room after dinner, JR a little drunk and Sue Ellen high from the excitement of the night, they barely made it into the living room before they were locked in a passionate embrace, Sue Ellen falling comfortably into her husband's lap. As she worked on removing his jacket, tie and undoing the buttons on his shirt, JR slowly unzipped her dress, first making sure to expose her chest for his benefit and then working his hands up her thighs; they enjoyed touching each other, especially when it was in the lead up to a bigger event. For some reason, throughout the time they'd been here, Sue Ellen felt like her younger self again, the college girl and then newlywed that she had once been, and with that came a feeling of excitement at the idea that she was totally in love and infatuated with JR Ewing, and that she could act on those feelings. There was something so exciting and appealing about the fact that he was her husband and she was his wife, and being away from Dallas made everything so much easier and freer. Of course, in Dallas, they could and did act on their feelings for each other, however, living at Southfork and being so publicly known around town meant that privacy was rare and the general affection they showed for each other on vacation wasn't as easy to show at home. Living in a house with four other people, they had to tone down their actions a little and control themselves more, something they tried to do, but weren't very good at if Lucy's comments were anything to go by. However, if she was honest with herself, apart from saving them from embarrassment and others from having to see or hear things they'd rather not, Sue Ellen didn't really see why they had to be so quiet and reserved. Southfork was just as much their home as anyone else's and they were married; why shouldn't they be allowed to act like it?

It annoyed her that they couldn't do normal things in Dallas without fear of people watching them and making comments; just once, she would like to be able to go on a date with her husband and not worry that people were judging them or they would end up in the society gossip pages of the newspaper. She wanted to be able to let loose with him and do things that weren't their usual dinner dates, she wanted to do the things that they did on vacation in their normal lives, because their vacations were so rare. It wasn't even just the whole dating feeling they had when they were on vacation, it was even just the little things like being able to kiss him whenever and wherever she wanted to, or wearing a bikini for his pleasure, those weren't really things she had the privilege of in Dallas. As much as it was other people stopping them, it was JR too; he didn't like the idea of people seeing him as anything other than the serious oilman that he was in business and he didn't like the idea of being spotted by people he knew if they went on a date and actually acted romantically toward each other. It was different now that they were married, in his mind, it seemed almost less acceptable to act like that when it was clear that she was already his and he wasn't a boyfriend trying to romance his girlfriend; he knew it was silly to worry about and he was working on opening up, but he wasn't quite there yet. They were on vacation now though, and in the present moment, those things were nothing to be concerned about; gently sliding the dress up and over her head, he then stood up, cautiously, for both his and her benefit, gave her a second to wrap her legs around his waist and then walked into the bedroom.

To be continued…