Jax & Brenda's Puerto Rico
By Jules
Brenda Barrett-Jacks woke up to find the covers pushed back on her king-size bed. She puts on
a robe, and walks out, onto the deck.
Looking outwards over the railing, she sees her husband, Jax, doing laps in the pool. She watches him for a moment, his graceful strokes as his body glides across the water. He glances
up and she waves.
He motions to her, one second, then picks up his towel and walks up the stairs. They meet at the
top of the staircase, join hands, and walk into the bedroom.
"You looked really good out there." she comments, patting him on the back.
"Thanks. You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake you" he says, gazing in her eyes.
"That's okay. I knew you'd have to come back soon."
They both smile.
"Jax, you're dripping water on the bed!" She laughs.
"We can't have that can we?" He grins mischievously, moving his face closer to hers.
"No." Brenda agrees, leaning forward.
Their lips meet and they kiss. The kiss deepens as he lifts her into his arms. She wraps her
arms around his neck, contently. He carries her down to the pool. The song "Kissing You" by
Faith Evans plays in the background as he carries her down to the pool and they make love in the pool and on a chaise lounge.
By Jules
Brenda Barrett-Jacks woke up to find the covers pushed back on her king-size bed. She puts on
a robe, and walks out, onto the deck.
Looking outwards over the railing, she sees her husband, Jax, doing laps in the pool. She watches him for a moment, his graceful strokes as his body glides across the water. He glances
up and she waves.
He motions to her, one second, then picks up his towel and walks up the stairs. They meet at the
top of the staircase, join hands, and walk into the bedroom.
"You looked really good out there." she comments, patting him on the back.
"Thanks. You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake you" he says, gazing in her eyes.
"That's okay. I knew you'd have to come back soon."
They both smile.
"Jax, you're dripping water on the bed!" She laughs.
"We can't have that can we?" He grins mischievously, moving his face closer to hers.
"No." Brenda agrees, leaning forward.
Their lips meet and they kiss. The kiss deepens as he lifts her into his arms. She wraps her
arms around his neck, contently. He carries her down to the pool. The song "Kissing You" by
Faith Evans plays in the background as he carries her down to the pool and they make love in the pool and on a chaise lounge.