JACK'S WIFE
Jack has a wife, and she's just like him
"Hoist the main sail!" The brunette yelled. Her voice was strong and full of authority. She shook her head as the sail wasn't raised. The sun shone on her hair, making it appear closer to blonde than brown.
"Just 'cause I'm a woman don't mean I can't beat you!" She yelled out again. One of the crew mumbled something.
"An' I can hear everything ya say! So keep ya damn trap shut or you'll be endin' up like Mr. Cotton!" she threatened. She wouldn't actually hurt them, but they didn't know that.
"She's a beauty ain't she?" Jack said, he was standing at the wheel with Gibbs.
"Aye that she is. A bit loud though"
Jack cringed as she walked around, barking orders.
"Loud, but beautiful, she's just what this ship needs"
"She's a lot like you Jack"
"What?"
"She be like you. A bit daft at times, loud, witty. She's a female version of you" She really was like him. She was tall and thin, with knotting brown hair. She had dirt under her fingernails, and had the sea in her blood. She loved rum, and was once a captain.
"She is, isn't she" Jack replied.
"Jack, these men, they don't take me seriously, how can you stand to work with them?" The brunette asked. She sat with Jack on the bed in the Captain's quarters.
"You get used to them, you just gotta prove yourself to them" Jack replied, he kissed her forehead lightly.
"But, I shouldn't have to. I wish I were more like you"
"But, you are like me. You're smart, funny, beautiful, witty, incredibly sexy, irresistible" Jack began to list the things they shared.
She laughed and kissed him. Jack's hand came round behind her head and pushed her closer to him. The kiss deepened, their tongues fighting, each wanting to explore first.
Jack lay her down on her back and settled himself on top of her. She laced her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. He slipped his hands under her shirt and slipped it off her head, she did the same with his shirt. She looked at the scars on his torso, she had seen them many times, but they still amazed her. He slipped her trousers off and rid himself of his own.
He settled himself between her legs, just as he was about to enter her, she flipped him onto his back and straddled him.
"Not so fast" she laughed. She slid herself onto him, eliciting a groan from deep inside his throat. She smiled. She began to rock back and forth, her speed and ferocity increasing with each passing second.
Jack's hands roamed over her body. Her skin was smooth and tanned from the sun. Her eyes were dark with lust. Her lips were red and slightly puffy. He cupped her breasts and stroked them lightly.
They performed the dance of love making perfectly, like experts they pleasured each other. She was just as experienced as he was, having had her own fair share of one-night-stands.
She cried out his name in ecstasy as she reached her climax, but she continued to rock. She felt Jack cum inside her, felt him spill his juices into her. But, they weren't finished.
All night they made love, stopping only occasionally.
The crew knew that they should respect Jack's wife, but, it was hard to take orders from a woman, especially one so beautiful. When Gibbs came around the next morning, he requested that they do as the lady said, or they'll answer to Jack.
THE END
A/N: Ok, that was probably a bit weird, I just had that summary line running round in my head all day and night so I had to write it.
How did I go? Please review!