III
Fox opened his eyes and allowed his vision to adjust the light in the room. He
blinked a couple of times and looked down to find Theresa nestled against his
body. Fox looked over and saw that the television was still on. He reached over
to grab the remote that lay on the table next to the couch. Theresa stirred and
yawned. "Morning, beautiful," Fox said quietly as he gave his wife a kiss on
the lips.
"Mm, morning, handsome." Theresa stretched. "What time
is it?"
"Let's see." Fox said as he craned his neck to look at the clock on the wall.
"It's nine."
Theresa sighed. "Time to get up."
"Yes, it is." Fox said. "You know, I think it's about time I get back to
working."
"At Crane Industries?" Theresa asked.
Fox nodded. "What do you think?"
"If it's what you want, then go for it." Theresa said. "But will Alistair and
Julian give you a hard time?"
"They always do." Fox replied. "But I don't care."
Theresa said nothing. Instead she stared at her husband.
"What?" Fox asked.
"I was just thinking," Theresa said smiling.
"About what?" Fox asked curiously.
"Well, I was just imaging how cute you would look in a suit." Theresa smiled.
"Hm, cute? I think you mean
sexy." Fox said wrapping his arms around Theresa.
Theresa laughed. "No, I just meant cute."
"Hey," Fox said pretending to be offended. "Watch it," He warned as he began to
tickle Theresa.
"Fox!" Theresa squealed with laughter. "Stop!" She gasped between laughs.
"Nope," Fox said as he continued to tickle Theresa.
"Okay, okay!" Theresa giggled. "I meant sexy!"
"That's what I thought." Fox said as he sat back placing his hands behind his
head in mock triumph.
"That wasn't fair." Theresa complained with a frown upon her face. "You coerced
me to say it with your relentless tickling."
Fox stuck his tongue out at Theresa. "Ugh," Theresa said as she took a pillow
and hit Fox in the face.
"Umph." Fox said as he
removed the pillow and sat up. "So it's like that huh?"
"Yeah," Theresa said. "What are you going to do about it?" She asked as she
raised an eyebrow.
"Hm," Fox said as he sat back and stroked his chin.
His brown eyes danced with amusement. "How about," He said as he moved closer
to Theresa. "This?" He asked as he leaned in to kiss Theresa on the lips.
Theresa instantly felt as if she was melting from delight. After pulling back
from the kiss Fox looked at Theresa with a gaze that said, "Well?"
"It's amazing how you have this effect on me Fox Crane." Theresa answered.
"You have an effect on me too, you know." Fox replied.
"I do?" Theresa said appearing pleased.
"Yes. But, we should get out of bed and get a move on before I give into
temptation." Fox smiled.
"But isn't it nice to indulge yourself once in awhile?" Theresa whispered in
Fox's ear before nibbling at his neck.
Fox groaned. "Don't get me started, Theresa,"
"Why?" Theresa said as she moved to the other side of his neck.
"Because I won't be able to stop." Fox answered as he
caressed Theresa's back.
Theresa laughed softly. "I'm not protesting~" She said as she began to remove
his shirt.
"But your class~" Fox began before Theresa stopped him with a kiss.
Fox finally gave in and allowed his tongue to explore the recesses of Theresa's
mouth. Fox cradled Theresa's head as he deepened the kiss. Theresa clutched at
Fox, her body coiling with desire.
The phone began ringing. "Should we answer that?" Theresa asked between kisses.
"It's too late now," Fox replied. "We've already started."
Theresa and Fox ignored the persistent ringing of the phone and continued to
lovingly kiss one another. Fox began to slip off Theresa's shirt. As it slid
down her arms, Theresa felt a shiver traveling up her spine. Fox kissed her
shoulders, her neck, and traveled down to her breasts. They went taut in
response as Fox's nose gently brushed against them. Theresa ran her fingers
through Fox's blond hair and leaned her head back as Fox traveled down to her
stomach. His strong hands stroked her skin before he kissed the places his
hands touched.
The phone began to ring again. Theresa groaned. "Ignore it," Fox said as he
proceeded to slip off her pants. Theresa became dizzy with expectation. She
easily became unaware of the ringing phone. Fox ran his hand up the inside of
Theresa's thigh. He slipped his fingers under the elastic of her panties and
progressed to take them off. Theresa tugged at Fox's pants. He complied with
her silent request and quickly took off his pants. Theresa pulled Fox on top of
her and found his lips.
The heat radiating between them contrasted with the coolness of the room.
Theresa pressed herself against Fox feeling his manhood pulsate with desire.
Fox glanced at Theresa with yearning. After a slight nod of her head, Fox
nudged her legs apart. Theresa gasped when he entered her. As he filled her,
Theresa held on tightly to Fox as he began to rock to and fro. Theresa moved
with him meeting his every thrust and finding herself becoming disoriented from
pleasure. "Theresa," Fox cried out. Theresa feverishly sought Fox's lips.
Theresa pressed against Fox and held him as she felt him stiffen. With one
final thrust, Theresa and Fox rode waves of pleasures feeling as though they
were soaring in the air.
Theresa snuggled against Fox, his body still
slick with sweat. The phone began ringing again. "Who keeps calling?" Theresa
thought aloud.
"I don't know." Fox replied. "Shall I get it?"
"I'll get it." Theresa said as she wrapped the blanket around herself and
walked over to the telephone. "Hello?" She answered.
"It's about time!" Whitney said exasperatingly. "I've been trying to reach you
for the longest! Where have you been? I thought you would've been up by now."
"Oh Whit," Theresa said. "I was just-uh- preoccupied." She said as she glanced
at Fox. "So why exactly are you calling?"
"Well, I need you to come with me when I go to my fitting this afternoon. You
need to be measured again for your bridesmaid dress."
"Okay," Theresa said. "What time?"
"I'll come by your house around three." Whitney said.
"All right," Theresa answered. "Is that all?"
"Not exactly." Whitney said slowly but excitedly.
"What is it?" Theresa asked, her curiosity fueled by the tone of her best
friend's voice.
"I'm pregnant!" Whitney cried happily.
"Are you serious? Oh my God! Congratulations!" Theresa said smiling.
"Thank you." Whitney said. "But we'll talk more about this later. See you at
three."
"Bye." Theresa said as she hung up the phone.
"Why did you congratulate Whitney?" Fox asked.
"She's pregnant!" Theresa said excitedly.
"That's great!" Fox replied smiling.
"Yeah," Theresa said with a faraway look in her eyes.
"What are you thinking about?" Fox said as he focused his brown eyes on his
wife. He looked at her with an intense gaze as he tried to decipher her
expression.
"I wonder when Fox and I will have children together," Theresa thought to
herself as she sighed happily. "Oh nothing," Theresa said with a smile on her
face. She dared not reveal her thoughts to Fox. She decided to bring up that
conversation at a later time.
"Okay," Fox said. "But you better get on the ball because you're going to be
late."
"Oh no!" Theresa cried as she glanced at the clock.
"That's what happens when you indulge yourself." Fox said.
Theresa tossed a pillow at Fox. "I'll have to deal with you later."
"You can deal with me anytime you want." Fox said winking at Theresa.
"Okay Romeo, do me a favor and check on little Ethan for me."
"Yes ma'm." Fox saluted as
he left the room.
Theresa shook her head. She hurriedly went to her and Fox's bedroom and sorted
quickly through the closet. She pulled out a pink halter dress, grabbed some
heels, and quickly put them on. She ran over to her vanity, ran a brush through
her hair, and expertly put on her makeup in record time. Fox entered the room
with Little Ethan in his arms. Little Ethan babbled happily as he swatted Fox
on the nose.
"Ouch," Fox said. "Hey mommy, this little guy is being mean."
"He probably deserved it, right little Ethan?" Theresa asked her son as she
kissed him on the forehead. Little Ethan grinned at his mother and swatted Fox
on the head.
Fox frowned. "Not fair, I'm being double teamed."
Theresa laughed. "Okay, I gotta run, you two be good!" She said as she kissed them both.
Theresa ran to her car and sped towards school. She felt lucky since every
light she had approached was green. "This is going to be a good day," Theresa
said smiling as she rolled down the windows and let the wind play with her
hair. Theresa reached the school, parked, and walked quickly to her class. She
glanced at her watch. "And I have five minutes to spare." She said
triumphantly.
Theresa walked into the classroom that was almost filled to capacity. She took
her seat in the second row and pulled out her folder and book. When she glanced
up, she saw Professor Hammond looking at her. She frowned and pretended to be
more interested in the book on her desk. Once the bell rang, Professor Hammond stood
up and greeted everyone. "Good morning, I hope you all had fun with your
papers. If you would, pass them to the end of the row and turn them in."
Theresa's face blanched. "I forgot my paper." She thought to herself.
~*~
