Dallas, Texas

Although the evening had been spread out over a number of hours, after having a drink before the symphony, during intermission and then sharing a bottle of champagne with JR at dinner afterwards, Sue Ellen's mind was nicely hazy and her inhibitions were lowered as they eventually made their way upstairs from the hotel bar to their suite. It wasn't that she needed lowered inhibitions to be attracted to, want to be with or actually make moves toward being with JR, but after drinking a little, she loved how relaxed she was, and it showed. JR had no doubt about what would occur when they were finally in their private suite, because he knew his wife well enough to know her signs and signals and know his own feelings. He knew, he knew what she wanted and where the evening would take them, not only from his own logical understanding of the situation, but from the physical and emotional signs she gave him. Some of her actions were conscious, but others were subconscious and even she didn't really know she did them, JR did though. He knew the signs; her change in spoken tone, the way she looked at him, the direction their conversation went in, the general flirtatiousness of their interactions and the way she made moves to touch him in any way she could. He knew, whether it was a gentle graze of her foot against his leg, a small touch of his hand or something more obvious, like her occasional touching of his face and eventually, when they were alone in the elevator, the way she began gently running her fingers over his tie and then his chest. She wanted him and he knew he wanted her, so he knew what was coming and he was definitely looking forward to it. Sue Ellen was unpredictable in a lot of ways, but in many ways, she wasn't, and in their current situation, he had no problem with her being predictable, it made him feel good to know she was just as interested and invested in the situation as he was.

Relaxed and exhilarated by the events leading up to where she and JR were now, Sue Ellen couldn't help but show him just how happy she was. She loved their quiet evenings at Southfork and she was sure she would be even more pleased with their evenings completely alone in their new home, but it was also nice to get out of the house and do something. It seemed strange, because she and JR had long passed the point where a date was needed in order for anything more intimate to be appropriate between them, but for reasons that she couldn't clearly define, she loved being his date for the evening in addition to being his wife all the time. She loved going places, doing things, making memories and having experiences with JR that existed between just the two of them. She wasn't sure if it was societally unacceptable nowadays to really enjoy being treated like a lady, but she did and she was thrilled that her and JR's relationship was back to being the way she'd always hoped it would be and had always enjoyed it being in their good times together.

JR resisted doing so, but he was almost tempted to press the elevator's emergency stop button as Sue Ellen's actions morphed from simply sliding her hands under his jacket and touching his chest into the much more direct action of loosening his tie before moving on to unbuttoning his shirt. Despite her actions not being anything too explicit, though they definitely weren't entirely appropriate for a 'public' space, he found her attention overwhelming; he loved kissing her, touching her and then everything that came from those two simple actions. It took a lot of restraint, but he knew not to allow the situation to progress any further than it currently was, because even if it would probably be a highly enjoyable experience, the risk of getting caught, getting stuck or just having everything end too quickly, was enough to put him off. He wanted to prolong the enjoyment of the evening for as long as he could and he knew that showing just a little self-control right now would ultimately benefit both of them. As the elevator dinged and the doors opened, he couldn't pretend he wasn't relieved though, because although he was able to control his urges, it certainly wasn't easy, because Sue Ellen was a beautiful, sexy woman, one who wanted him and one he wanted, so the sooner they could be alone together, the better.

Jumping slightly as the elevator dinged and the doors opened, Sue Ellen's fright then turned into amusement; there were many times in her life where a little perspective of her actions became clear to her and this was one of them. Automatically moving her hands away from her husband, she smoothed her hair and dress and then let out a small giggle as she caught sight of JR fixing his own appearance. Not that it was anyone's business but theirs, but the thought of her mother ever even hearing a vague hint of their elevator experience amused her; her mother would never approve of such brazen actions in a public space and honestly, she probably had a valid point, but that didn't stop Sue Ellen or JR from acting on their feelings. There was a time and place for real intimacy and she knew it was not in the elevator of a hotel, however, that didn't mean there couldn't be some prelude to what would inevitably come next, or that she and JR had to feel guilty for their actions, which for all intents and purposes, were currently private.

Taking his wife's hand in his, JR wasted no time in stepping out of the elevator and leading the way to their suite. He only had a limited capacity for self-control in situations like these and with the evening's events behind them, his excitement and desire was mounting, while his tolerance for waiting and 'proper' behaviour was quickly diminishing. Luckily, they didn't have to wait much longer to be exactly where they wanted to be, because after walking down the hallway, opening the door to their suite and entering, all thoughts of other people were gone and the only thing that mattered was each other and their present actions.

To be continued…