Title: The Case of the Mystical Mixture
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Perry Mason. ESG has all the rights to them. I just had some fun with them as this is a fanfic story. I will not claim any copyrights.
Rating: Explicit
Description: Della gives Perry tea in the Case of the Tell-Tale Talk Show Host. Have you ever wondered what happened after he consumed the Mystical Mixture Tea? If you don't like older mature adults having sexual relations then you need to skip and read another because this is a smut fic. You've been warned and enjoy! Spoiler alert for The Case of Sad Sicilian *Season 8 Ep.22* brief mention of the younger Italian Man that Perry defends in courtroom.
Authors Note: I would like to thank my only beta Tamarra Green Lee for helping me with this. This is a good one thank you for helping me with the edits.
Perry Mason was at the prime age for retirement. There was always a case out there that needed his attention. Ken Malansky was his up-and-coming protégé who worked with him to learn his knowledge and hopefully be a successful attorney one day. Della Street, Perry's confidential secretary, head of office, and his beautiful wife, was always by his side in the office. Although age had given them both wrinkles on their faces and changed their figures, their love for each other was always there.
Perry took Ken Malansky under his wing and taught him the proper mannerisms to conduct himself in court. Perry knew he just needed some polishing and grooming to become a better lawyer. Ken knew Della had been with Perry since the beginning of his career and saw the love between the two. Perry had respect for Della and treated her as his equal. They had their little quarrels, and their relationship was no different from anyone else.
It was nearly three in the morning, when the phone rang and revealed an older woman's voice on the end of the receiver. Perry had been in the study of his apartment where he worked on his brief and picked up phone, to hear the distraught voice of his wife, Della. She had stayed over with her friend after she'd consumed too many drinks.
"I'm sorry Perry, for disturbing you, but I needed to talk to you. My friend Shelia is in trouble." Della's voice cracked into the phone line.
"Della, it's fine. Stop apologizing. I know she's your old friend. I'll be right over." Perry hung up the phone.
Perry and Ken arrived at Shelia's house and rang the doorbell. Della opened the door and greeted the pair before Perry entered with Ken behind him. Perry took a seat at her kitchen table as Sheila explained everything that happened. Sheila knew she was being framed, but she didn't know who the culprit was as there were plenty of suspects. The task of pinpointing the guilty party would be Perry and Ken's job once he took the case. Perry's work on his previous case would be delayed. Because he would take on Della's friend Sheila's murder case.
The next day Perry and Ken investigated the radio station employees, and who might be considered a suspect. Meanwhile Della went out for lunch to grab a quick bite before she spotted a New Age metaphysical shop that had just opened. Curiosity got the best of her. Being in her seventies now, the new age fad interested her, but not Perry. What could it hurt to look around and browse? If she was asked a question or if she felt embarrassed, she'd just tell the store clerk she was shopping for her niece or nephew. Della had a few minutes to spare before getting back to the office as she looked down at her watch. Taking a chance, she opened the door as the doorbell chimed against the glass and entered the establishment.
The fragrance of lavender filled the spacious building and there was an assortment of crystals, jewelry, books, candles, teas, etc. that were placed all around the store. The assortment of products was an eye-opener for Della who wasn't familiar with seeing these items. As she browsed around the store, the young clerk offered her assistance with anything she might be interested in. As she considered her age, the clerk knew Della wasn't the typical stereotype and greeted Della with a warm smile.
"Hello, how can I help you? Is there anything you might need for your physical needs or spiritual awakening? Ask me? I'll try to help you the best that I can. We also have herbal teas, crystals, smudging sticks, and candles for your home." The clerk was very polite and knowledgeable.
"I'm just looking around. This new age stuff it's just wonderful. You do have a great assortment of sampling teas for just about everything; such as, relax your tired mind, boost your energy, sexual wellness. Della blushed a little and thought about Perry who had been so wrapped up in his previous case before he took on her friend Sheila's case. Della remembered the last time that Perry and she made love. Although they were now in their golden years, they too, enjoy a fun romp every chance they got. Della stood motionless in the tea section, pondered the selection of tea bags and chose a sampling of teas, along with a few candles that promoted purity and protection. Della thought what harm could it do because Perry was game to taste anything that Della made.
"I see something caught your eye. You have a restless mind, need more energy, and a boost in your sexual wellbeing. These are a good choices, ma'am. They sell out of these as soon as I stock the shelves. I must say you will be satisfied after you try these samples." The clerk whispered to Della, who had a faint blush on her cheeks.
"I hope something works wonders for my husband. He works so hard and stresses out a lot. He needs the calming tea more than I do." Della chuckled and gathered her brown bag and left the store with a smile on her lips.
"Have a nice day! Come back again!" The clerk called out to her as she closed the cash drawer.
Della arrived back at the office while Perry and Ken looked for leads. Della looked at her purchases and fished out the first tea bag sample. She read the main ingredient; Cyprus, which was for relaxation, and she knew Perry would need a change of pace and brewed that one. The smell was pungent, which was expected since it was extracted from a natural source. There was a new age leaflet that included many extras, such as coupons, sale dates, and a list of aphrodisiacs for sexual wellness in her brown bag. Della's mind was curious and flipped through the leaflet and looked at the products that she had seen in the shop and read over some healthy tips and shook her head in pure amazement at the fact that certain foods would cause enhancements to sexual wellbeing and health to the human body. Although, it was stated in the fine print, there was a long list of foods that claimed to do wonders for consumers. The list of foods included some that Della had recognized and included: coffee, chocolate, figs, raisins, saffron, honey, strawberries, raw oysters, bananas, potatoes, etc. Della heard footsteps at the doorway, folded her leaflet, tucked it back into the paper bag, and set it aside before Perry entered the office. He narrowed his tired eyes at her and wondered if she hid something from him.
"How did your investigation go today? Any new leads? Any suspects yet?" Della greeted him at the front door and took off his coat off. He placed his hat on the coat rack alongside their coats.
"Yes, I am still interviewing possible leads. Della, what is that smell?" Perry's nose picked up the strong pungent odor.
"It is a new tea I'm brewing. I found a metaphysical shop that recently opened down the street. They have all kinds of things Perry, such as, crystals, books, candles, incense, herbal teas, in addition to other items. I thought these items might be beneficial to your health as this is a natural supplement. It can't hurt to try them. You might like them, Perry." Della gave him a sideways glance, and he gave her a once over when she turned her back on him.
Perry smiled at the love of his life. She always tried to improve his life and health. He knew she wanted to make him feel better. He had bad days and was stressed out because of his knee. In addition to his age creeping up on him. He reminisced about the most memorable experience from the previous week when he made love to Della. It seemed like the older they became: the more enjoyable the sex was. He loved to please her and would never tire of hearing her soft moans and cries of ecstasy as they escaped from her lips. The previous case that he worked on before he took on Shelia's case had drained him both mentally and physically. He thought he would be able to wrap up the case and take a couple of weeks off to unwind until he received Della's phone call. Perry entered his office, sat down in his chair, and flipped through the suspects that he had questioned along with those people who were to be interviewed from the radio station.
Perry wrote a few notes and looked up from his desk when he heard the door click. He thought Ken had returned from following a lead, but it wasn't him. Della had slipped out of the office without a word to him and left her brown paper bag out in plain view. Perry had a mischievous look in his eye and a grin on his lips while he slowly rose from his chair and walked over to Della's desk. He peeked into the bag and looked at the tea leaves in the pouches, but he also found two candles. He pulled them out of the sack and the inhaled their intriguing scent. The scent was very pleasing unlike the pungent tea leaves. As he quickly placed them back into the bag, the leaflet dropped onto her desk. Perry's eyes looked around to see if anyone had entered the office since he thought he heard the click of Della's heels on the hard floor. His heart raced at the thought of being caught. Perry read the leaflet which he held in his shaking hand as he glanced some of the words. Certain words stood out to him: massage oils and bath salts 'relaxation for your soul and well-being' and along with aphrodisiac foods. He quickly skimmed the list before he heard the click of the door. He read that raw oysters boosted your libido because your lady will love your energy boost along with strawberries, and bananas. Perry read for a few moments more when he heard the door open and shut. He quickly folded the leaflet and placed it back into its brown parcel. Della spied him at her desk, placed her hand on his arm, and surprised him.
"Counselor, what are you doing? I thought you were working on Sheila's case? I disappeared for a few minutes and I find you snooping around my desk." Della lowered her voice to a husky whisper which caused his heart to race and pound in his chest.
"Are you practicing witchcraft?" Perry's voice was unsettled, and wanted her to know he disapproved, however, deep down he was curious just like her.
"It's not Perry. Herbal teas are a natural source of the earth. There is nothing bad about them, Perry. It's a metaphysical shop and if you think they deal in witchcraft, go there for yourself and see what they offer. It's not what you think it is. Because it's a new age fad, everyone thinks it's witchcraft and devil worship. Nowadays, people believe in many things and many cultures as well. It doesn't hurt to try the teas, Perry." Della caressed his arm lovingly he grumbled under his breath. He was disappointed that he got caught. He would try her brew of teas, but that didn't mean he had to like them.
Della knew Perry's curious nature got the better of him, and Perry reluctantly returned to his office, where he sat down at his desk and he looked over the notes. Meanwhile, Della steeped the tea that would help him relax. Ken returned to the office and gave Perry all the details and possible connections to the murder. Della appeared with her teacup, sat it down in front of Perry, and motioned for him to drink.
"What's this Della?"
"Cyprus, it'll help you relax. Try it, Perry." Della handed it to him.
"I am relaxed," Perry said calmly, but he knew deep down she was always right.
Della informed Perry that she was meeting Sheila. He inquired about more information from Sheila. If any new information was available, the information would be would be helpful to the case. Della walked out of his office. Perry sniffed the teacup the aroma smelt like burnt tree bark. He tasted the warm liquid and savored the smokey flavor on his tongue. The taste wasn't the best, but he tried the tea and noticed a small change in his being. A wave of calmness trickled through his veins, and the stress eased from his mind. Although he knew he had more work to do, he finished his paperwork and left the office. When Perry left to investigate the radio station suspects, he came across the new age shop Della had visited. Since he was somewhat skeptical, he took a chance and walked into the shop.
"Hello, sir. Anything I can help you with?" The young clerk asked as she stocked the shelves.
"No, I'm just looking around. Thank you." Perry acknowledged the clerk and smiled. He observed all the things Della had spoken about, and the welcoming vibe that the shop gave him when he stepped into the establishment. She was right about one thing. They had a varied assortment of items throughout the store, but one thing that caught his eye. This particular area that had massage oils on the far shelf. Perry sauntered over to the shelf and eyed the different ones, as he shook his head in disbelief, and shrugged his shoulders. He continued to read the labels on the bottles: sexual enhancement, relaxation, energy boost, and morning rush. An assortment of different oils for different ailments were available.
Perry chose the vanilla scented oil from Skinsations. These oils work overtime to soothe sore, tired muscles and set the mood for that romantic night with your partner. Tropical Paradise, and M3 were for muscles as well as relaxation along with ylang ylang and ginger. Also, he wanted to try the honeydew vanilla edible body cream especially now that Della introduced him to the new age wonders. He would play her game since she made him play hers. He purchased the items while the clerk eyed him naughtily and rang up his order. He left with his brown paper bag tucked under his arm.
The day ended with a roadblock while Ken investigated the case with the local police. Perry and Della relaxed at home for the night. Perry hid his purchases from Della while she read her latest romance novel in their bedroom. Perry made sure Della wouldn't find it, because this area of the house because she hardly ventured into his study. He placed the bag in the liquor cabinet with his fine spirits and aged wine, located at the base of the wooden chest. She would never look there since she hardly bothered him in there. It was a perfect hiding spot. Perry was proud of himself and smiled excitedly since she didn't know about his little venture. He quickly joined his wife in bed, snuggled under the sheets, and settled down beside her before she peeked at him from the page of the book.
"Perry, you feel alright? I mean did the tea make you sick or upset your stomach?" Della said before she dropped her book, looked at him with concern in her eyes, and touched his arm.
"I feel just fine, Della. I wanted to thank you for the tea earlier because it worked. The tea relaxed me and eased my mind." He placed a kiss on her hand, and she returned his with a sweet kiss on his lips.
"Perry, I'm going to finish reading the next chapter of my romance novel." Della returned her attention to the book. He lay down on his pillow, released a huge sigh that escaped his lungs, and tried to get some sleep. Tomorrow would be another round of suspects to interview.
The next day Perry sat in his office chair and read the notes he had written when Della appeared again from her office to present him with a new tea sampling. Ken informed him of his informant that he thought would be a good lead. He wasn't sure about the whereabouts of the suspects yet and had worked with the local policewoman Kathy Paxton, who was familiar with the suspect, and knew details about her. Della gave the fresh brew of tea to Perry and told him to try it. It was a new scent that Perry's nose didn't recognize at first, but Della noticed he had hesitated for a second and encouraged him to try it.
"Go ahead and try it, Perry. It's a mystical mixture. Let me know how you feel in an hour." Della gave him a wanton look in her piercing hazel eyes and walked away with a sway to her hips. He gazed at her lovingly as he held the cup to his mouth before Ken spoke and interrupted him.
"Della never gives up on trying to improve you," Ken replied to him.
"It's been a lot of years, and she never gives up," Perry responded.
The conversation continued for another ten minutes between Ken and Perry. Ken joined Kathy Paxton as she went undercover as a prostitute to nab and locate their suspect, Doris Lester. Perry had stayed in the office and worked on his suspect list but started to feel a bit strange. He consumed the second cup of Mystical Mixture. Forty-five minutes had passed, his blood was pumping through his veins and he started to get aroused by the minute. After Della finished typing on her computer, she passed by Perry's office door and noticed he loosened his tie around his neck. He never does that not until later in the day or early evening. Did he unknot his tie? Della quickly smirked to herself because she knew the tea affected him. She heard him clear his throat before he called out her name.
"Della! Please come in here for a minute?" Perry called out to her as she walked past his doorway.
"Sure, what do you need from me Chief?"
"I need you to do dictation for me. I've received some evidence and prospective leads." Perry informed her before she gathered her notepad.
Perry sat in his chair and waited on her to join him at his desk. Della eagerly joined him with notepad in hand and stood only at arms-length away from Perry. Perry turned in his office chair, and observed her style of clothing. She wore the black skirt with a black blazer and white blouse adorned with a pendant, a gift given to her recently from Perry. She lowered her pen to observe his demeanor. Della's facial feature showed curiosity since he was speechless and he hadn't uttered a word since she appeared before him.
"Perry? You wanted me to do dictation, right? Is there something wrong with my outfit?" Della looked at him quizzingly and observed him.
"Della, there is nothing wrong with your outfit or you for that matter. I wanted you in here so that I could tell you how I felt since it's been one hour and your Mystical Mixture has done the trick. Come here, baby. You are so sexy right now." Perry reached for her forearms and hand before he pulled her into his lap while he was still seated in his chair.
"Oh, really Perry. Can't this wait until we get home? I have files to type, and what if someone barges in the office…." Della's sultry voice edged him on. Perry ignored her, nibbled at her earlobe, and kissed her neck before she squirmed out of his arms. He pulled her back onto his lap so she wouldn't escape from him. He burrowed his face into her neck and tickled her exposed flesh with his beard as a sigh escaped her lips.
"Perry! We can't do this right now!" Della moaned into his ear, and that excited him that much more than ever. He peppered kisses on her face until their lips met, and she opened her mouth to him and kissed him feverishly. Della broke the heated kiss with an audible pop.
"Della, please! No one is here but you and me. I want you so badly right now. I am going to burst. What in the hell did you put in the tea? Whatever it was, I liked it." Perry's eyes sparkled at her, and she finally regained her composure to get the upper hand on him.
"I thought you called it Witchcraft, Perry. Did you forget that? You were superstitious and didn't believe in that kind of new-age stuff?" Della teased him and finally escaped his clutches to return to her office; however, she only made it as far as the law library.
Perry didn't back down and gave chase to his prized possession. Della maneuvered herself around the law library because she thought she was alone. When one large hand snaked around her waist and pulled her flushed against her pursuer. She knew one thing for sure when Perry was on a mission; he wouldn't stop regardless of how hard she tried to divert his attention and change his mind, it wouldn't happen, and she knew it.
Part 2
PMDSXXX
Perry wrapped his arms around her waist as she felt his broad chest against her back. As she leaned back against him, he dipped his head to meet the crook of her neck and inhaled her lavender scent. She tilted her head back slightly, and he took the opportunity to fondle her breast through her blouse while he slid his hands down her body and placed them on her hips.
"Perry, what if someone catches us being naughty in the workplace?" Della moaned softly and he chuckled against the back of her head of curls and kissed her exposed shoulder from where he nudged her shirt collar with his nose to taste her skin.
"They are going to be surprised when they see us doing the dirty deed. Since we are mature adults. This isn't the first time for us." Perry purred into her ear, and Della's stomach flipped. The notion of getting caught in the act excited her. Perry's lips drifted to her earring and tugged on the soft flesh before Della surprised him when spun around in his arms and placed her hands on his chest.
He watched her with desire and lust in his brooding eyes. Della acknowledged the herbal tea worked and smiled at him. She placed her finger on his unknotted tie, unbuttoned his shirt, smoothed her palms down his chest, and felt the heat as it radiated off him. He fumbled with the buttons on her blouse, caressed her breast with his much larger hand, and palmed one of her breasts while he held her tightly in his arms which caused her to moan in pleasure. Della stepped back from him and disappeared from his eager eyes, hungry mouth, and a semi-erect hard-on that tented his slacks.
Perry thought, 'why is she playing hard to get?' She wanted it just as much as he did since she gave him her bedroom eyes just a moment ago. Perry leaned against the entrance of the law library and observed her as she locked the main door. She turned and faced him with her shirt askew and approached him. He watched as she walked slowly toward him with a slight sway of her hips. Before she reentered the law library, he gathered her in his arms, kissed her on the lips, and led the way back into his office while he made sure no skin was left untouched. He helped her shed her clothing, which left her in her bra and skirt. It was going to be a quick romp in the office for them, and the quick thinking of his secretary put both their minds at ease.
Perry didn't want to be disturbed right now, and heaven forbid if the damn phone rang because it would go straight to the answering machine. He had his beautiful, elegant, and lovely wife in front of him half-naked, and he wanted to please her right then and there in his office without any distractions.
"Perry, you drank all that tea, and look at you. You can't even behave yourself and in the office no less. We've had our fun times in the office when we christened all the furniture. Here you are aroused. You didn't believe that the tea would work wonders on your health." Della's voice was deep but above a whisper that only Perry could decipher. She pushed him playfully away with her palm, rubbed his chest, and made skin-to-skin contact.
"Della, you couldn't be more beautiful you are right now. Have I mentioned that today? If I haven't, please punish me." Perry begged when the back of his knees hit his office chair, and he sit down. She caressed his cheek with her fingernail. Della stood between his opened legs while he sat, faced her, and quickly regained his composure before he stood up and placed his hands on either side of her. She leaned back slightly as the hardwood desk began to dig into her backside.
"Taking directions from a woman is a new experience. You've always handled it beautifully haven't you Perry." Della repeated the words spoken earlier in the office. He sighed when she threaded her fingernails through his soft hair and pulled him down for another kiss that took his breath away.
"Della, I know it's nothing new to me, but I have always taken your directions very well." Perry whispered in her ear, kissed her on the mouth, and claimed her lips with his.
She pulled away from his greedy mouth to breathe, reached for his belt buckle on his slacks, and unzipped his raging hard-on that so desperately needed release. She palmed him in her hand and stroked him for good measure. She was in control, or so she thought that is until he grasped her hand into his and placed a kiss on her wrist. She swooned at his sweet gesture as she reached for his suit jacket, peeled it off his broad shoulders, draped it on the office chair, and left him standing in his open dress shirt. Della pulled of his unknotted tie, and it slipped through her nimble fingers onto the desk before his dress pants pooled at his ankles. He stood in his boxer shorts. Della lowered her hand to the waistband and fondled him before he took her by surprise and hitched her skirt up to her thighs and felt the wetness in her panties.
"Della, how much tea have you consumed? What did you put in my tea to get me so aroused that I need to have you right here and now?" Perry groaned into her neck before he placed an open-mouth kiss on her shoulder. He slid his hand up the inside of her skirt, pushed her silky panties aside, stroked into her heat, coated his fingers with her juices, and withdrew his hand. He licked his fingers as Della's eyes never left his. She gave him a crooked smile that played on her lips before she answered him.
"I only had one cup, Perry while it looked like you had more than just one cup." Della gave him a wicked smile.
"I couldn't help myself, Della." Perry's lips trembled before he claimed her mouth again. Della giggled into his mouth and fell into his chair with him as they kissed, nuzzled, and panted with lustful passion. His hands skimmed her chest, unclasp her bra, and freed her breasts from their confines. The bra dropped on the desktop with his tie while she sat on his lap and gave him a deep passionate kiss that matched his. Della gave him complete access to her body when she broke for air and sighed into his ear. He threaded his thick fingers into her curls and licked, kissed, and nibbled on her ear before he captured a pert nipple into his hot mouth again.
He was persistent and she wasn't about to let her retreat from him. She pushed gently on his chest as her tender breasts ached from his mouth. She moaned when he dipped his head into the valley of breasts and heaved a sigh. He caught his breath before he gave her full attention. The look in her eyes told him what she wanted as no words were spoken between the two of them. Della tenderly stroked his cheek, touched his well-trimmed beard with her fingertips, and traced his cheek down to his bottom lip. She planted a kiss on his mouth again and nipped at his bottom lip while their tongues wrestled for control. He leaned forward into his chair, pulled her skirt up, and tried to grasp the lining between his index fingers, but failed miserably. Della giggled into his open mouth kiss before she leaned back on his thighs, got up, and waited for him to touch her.
Della's lipstick was smeared slightly on her bruised lips. He leaned back in awe at the sight before him. He inched forward from his perched position, slowly stroked her thighs, slipped one hand under her skirt, slowly peeled her wet panty away from her, and dropped it on the floor. While he took his time, she writhed in excitement as he touched her between her legs, dipped his finger into her wetness again, and captured her lips with his. He gently worked his index finger in and out of her and stroked her firmly before he sped up his movements which caused her to put her hands on his shoulders as he pleasured her. They kept their momentum up for several minutes as she was nearing her release. He continued working her with his digit and she finally came hard against his hand.
Della couldn't stand much longer as her legs began to quake. He removed his hand from under her skirt, and quickly pulled her onto his lap. She straddled his hardened member and pulled her against him, caressed her thighs, and forearm and encouraged her to continue what she wanted. She certainly did and took her leisurely time.
"Della….if you don't move…I'm going to lose all control with you sitting on me like this." Perry couldn't hide the chuckle before she slid her hands up his sparse chest hairs and settled them behind his head pulled him closer to her and captured his mouth in a feverish kiss and she moved against him. Slowly, she sheathed him and made him gasp into her mouth before she nipped, licked, and placed a kiss on his nose then to his cheek. He grabbed her hips and hugged her to him while she rode him to another orgasm. At the right angle, he thrusted up against her and bumped her throbbing clit as she clamped down on his penis. He held her tightly in his arms and thrusted in and out of her while he held her backside to get a firmer hold on her. He came hard into her heat. They laid there panting and in a sweaty sheen they were exhausted but content with their extracurricular activities.
Della peppered his neck and shoulder with kisses while her ragged breathing calmed. Perry stroked her damp curls and shoulders before he looked into her hazel eyes with love. He knew that Della needed it just as much as he did whether the tea helped was a different outcome. He would make sure that their shelves were stocked with it.
"Chief, you were amazing as always." Della whispered devotedly to him and placed her head under his chin while he stroked her back and held her in his arms.
"As always you were perfect. My knees are not what they were." Perry placed an open mouth kiss on her neck and nibbled on her earlobe. He leaned back in his chair while Della was still sheathed inside him. Della lifted her head from his heaving chest and placed her hands on his face, pulled him in for another sweet chaste kiss and slowly disengaged from his lap. He watched her gather her undergarments off the floor, removed her bra off his desk, and slowly put it back on. He gathered his composure when Della handed him his shirt, and he pulled his slacks back up, and fastened them. He shrugged on his dress shirt while he watched her from across the desk where she stood. Della finger-combed her curls while Perry tucked in his dress shirt fumbled with the buttons. Della fully dressed and satisfied for the moment and approached Perry with a hint of curiosity. She helped him button the rest of his buttons as she teased him with her nimble fingers and touched his now cooled skin. He closed his eyes as she finished fastening the last eyelet. He reached for his tie when she finished and tugged on his tie to get his attention from her chest.
"You asked me what I put in that tea Perry? It was all-natural herbs and you." Della winked at him and pulled his head down for a slow sensual kiss.
"No witchcraft then?" Perry mumbled against her lips.
"None. It's all in your mind Perry." Della narrowed her eyes at him seductively before she reached for his suit coat, handed it to him, and turned to walk away. He touched her rear and she turned around and smile at him. Perry was pleased with himself and the quickie in the office, but when they returned home, they would be more relaxed. During the day, Perry's mind thought of the aphrodisiac foods that enhanced love making and sexual wellbeing. At home, he talked to Della about his thoughts, and she didn't hesitate at his notion of trying new foods.
The investigation leads got them closer to the killer. Meanwhile, Perry and Della had a court session before Ken came into the office after Kathy Paxton was kidnapped. Ken waited in Perry's office as he was instructed since he thought it was his fault. She had been kidnapped. She knew who the true assailant was in the murder frame-up. Ken had miraculously found Kathy bound and gagged, but she was unharmed by the kidnappers. Ken and Kathy reported more leads to Perry that he would follow up on, and the case would continue until a guilty verdict was found. Perry wanted to interrogate the next questionable suspect at a bar since he wanted to try their oysters. As he was headed out the door to his office, his eyes gleamed directly at Della, who was amazed with his new, profound energy. At the bar, Perry questioned the witness, ate a second helping of the raw oysters, and drank his wine.
As they relaxed in their nightclothes at home relaxing for the evening, Della had finished cleaning the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher when Perry joined her. Della rinsed the food debris from the dirty plates and pots and placed them into the dishwasher when she felt a large hand splay on her rear and move up the center of her spine. She wasn't sure what Perry had in mind this time, but she had the impression that they weren't going to bed early. That shot through her core when he touched her.
"Della, thank you for dinner. It was delicious as always." Perry joined her at the sink and helped her with the last of the utensils. She loaded the dishwasher and started it.
"Your welcome Perry." Della gave him a seductive glance and turned in his arms as he pinned her against the counter.
"Your tossed fruit salad of strawberries, pineapple, blueberries and whip cream did the trick, but you remembered the oysters earlier I consumed. I think they are taking an effect right now. I just can't help myself right now." Perry's eyes never left hers. She knew the foods were making him horny, and she loved this new energic side to him. She placed her hands around the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss.
"You know, Perry, strawberries and pineapple work wonders on a woman's sexual well-being, did you know that? Right now, I'm getting anxious and having a warm, fuzzy feeling all of sudden and it's not because you have your hands on me either." Della giggled at him like a silly school girl. He led the way to the bed room. She turned to grab his shirt at the collar, and kissed him hard before he reluctantly pulled away from her and nipped her bottom lip.
"I'll be right back and don't you go anywhere." Perry warned her with a hardened look in his eyes which gave her butterflies in her stomach. Della wondered what he was up to since he had left the bedroom and went into his study. Perry ambled into his study and retrieved the edible cream and massage oils that he purchased earlier at the shop. It's been a long time since they've used anything like this to spice up their love making, and now was the time. Perry appeared in the bedroom with Della stood at the dresser mirror and looked back at his reflection. He had his eyes on her. He walked toward her and presented her with the gift in the brown paper bag.
"Perry, you didn't? Oh, my…just what I ordered." Della teased him as she tilted her head with a smile on her lips. Della read the directions on the boxes and the massage oils.
"Della, you know I didn't believe you, but I walked into that new age shop and browsed the store. We haven't had time for ourselves, and you know we've not had this much fun in quite some time. I thought you wouldn't mind." Perry inched forward placed his hands on her hips, and pulled her flush against him kissing her on the mouth.
"Perry, you never ceased to amaze me." Della's voice cooed into his ear before she captured the lobe between her teeth and grabbed his semi-erect penis in her hand which caused him to groan into her neck before he stepped back from her.
"On the bed Della, now." Perry's voice was commanding when he gave her a direct order and her insides turned to jelly, but gave him full control. He took the contents from her hand and she made herself comfortable on the bed still fully clothed. Perry reached into the bag, took out the massage oils, and placed them on the bedside stand for later use along with the edible cream. He slowly undressed her silk black and white floral robe and matching nightgown.
Della was now fully naked before him with his eager mouth and his hungry gaze. She was perfect in his eyes for the years have done wonderous things to her body and that didn't change how he felt about her. He worshipped the ground she walked on and would go above and beyond to make her feel very much loved and appreciated. He didn't care what others thought about them, in the office, or out in public. If he wanted to please his wife, he would do just that unless Della had other ideas.
Perry unbuttoned his shirt let it fall to the floor and with one quick motion dropped his pajama pants and joined on her bed. He kissed her on the lips and moved back slightly before he reached for the cream on the bedside table. He opened the bottle and drizzled the cold lotion on her sensitive skin which caused her to flinch at the cool liquid.
"Oh, Perry what flavor is that? It smells very good." Della hummed in the back of her throat while he traced patterns on her hips and down her thighs and the juncture between her legs where he inhaled her scent that mixed with the flavor of the cream.
"Honeydew Vanilla scent, Della. You smell very intoxicating right now. I cannot wait to taste you." Perry hummed and licked the lotion from across her clavicle and down her chest before he sucked on her nipple then switched to its twin and gave it the same attention as he lowered his head further down the contour of her waist line.
Della held his head in her hands. Her fingers scratched his scalp while his tongue continued to pleasure her. Perry sought his treasure that was hidden between her legs. Della writhed on the bedsheets while he placed open mouth kisses on her center. He inhaled her scent along with the flavor of the cream, and that combination sent him over the edge and tasted her. He couldn't hold back any longer as he ravished her with his unrelentless tongue. He held her hips still the best he could as he lapped, suckled and with his beard causing chafing against her thighs. He knew she wouldn't last much longer when she dug her fingernails into his forearms and slid her hand across his shoulders to scratch his flesh.
"Perry, god…you are incredible….oh..right there…don't stop.." She cried out between bated breaths as her words became incoherent to his deaf ears. He brought her to climax and savored her juices that flowed into his welcoming mouth before he licked his lips. He caressed her legs and thighs while she calmed her breathing and looked down at him with lustful eyes that burned right through his soul. Since he knew that she was sated, he placed a kiss to her navel, moved up her belly, and peppered kisses along her lower half as his beard tickled her flesh. Della stroked his sides while he maneuvered above her, kissed his way up to her lips, and covered her mouth with his in a feverish kiss. Della tasted the mixture of her own juices from his mouth and threaded her fingers into his hair while their tongues battled for dominance as neither one wanted to relent to the other. Perry finally broke the kiss and gave Della control when she forced him onto his back. He looked at her with adoration when she straddled his waist and rubbed his sparse, chest hairs on his chest while he planted his hands onto her hips as she looked for the bottle of cream.
"It's only fair Counselor. You do know that don't you?" Della's voice was raspy. He closed his eyes when she mimicked his own actions pouring the lotion onto his flesh.
"Della, if I didn't have this bum knee, you know I would have kept you….."Perry lost thought when she dribbled the cream against his skin. She painted his skin with patterns and lines all over his chest, his midsection, and his thighs. Perry felt her weight dip on the mattress after she applied a generous amount to his groin area which caused him to flinch and grab her wrist. Della looked at her masterpiece painted all over his body and finally gave him her attention as he still had her wrists in his grip.
"If you didn't have your bum knee Perry, you would have kept me what?" Della whispered huskily raised her eyebrow.
"Something no other man could do for you. I'd have you scream my name to the heavens, and you know that, Della." Perry released her wrists before she leaned forward, claimed his lips with hers briefly, pulled back from his kiss, and licked his bottom lip. Della touched his cheek tenderly and leaned back slightly on his thighs while she straddled him.
"Oh, really. You think that another man couldn't satisfy me? Perry, there have been a lot of attractive men that came into our office." Della gave him a sly grin, but he knew she was only just being a minx.
Perry reached for her, but she slowly withdrew and began to lick the lotion off his large frame and down his belly. He sighed and spoke her name lovingly. When she reached his groin area, he sprung to life. He could only hold still a few seconds longer as she licked the length of him and down his shaft. She took her time in pleasuring him, licked up and down the sides, took him in her mouth and whirled her tongue around the tip before he encouraged her to continue and follow through. On the brink of climax Perry lifted off the mattress while Della's head bobbed, took him all the way into her luscious mouth, and stroked his balls with the palm of her hand. He reached for her hand and found her curls instead, caressed them between his fingers, and hauled her up his chest.
"Della, I want you so bad it hurts." Perry moaned. She lowered herself onto his manhood and slowly moved against him. Della set the pace since she knew that Perry's knee could only take so much pressure and didn't want to do any more damage to his body. Moving against him slowly and gently, she took her time. She rocked against him and slid with ease from edible body cream. Perry's hands fondled her breasts, splayed on her belly, gripped her hips to rise up, and met her with his own thrust which bumped her clit before she cried out his name.
"Perry…oh..oh…" Della called out his name. He silenced her with a kiss on her lips. He stroked her curls at the nape of her neck and held her tightly as she rocked against him and took them over the edge. Finally with bated breath, they looked into each other's eyes. Della gave him a wicked grin as he reached for her chin and his fingers played with the soft curls that had fallen on her brow.
"Della, I know about you having a roving eye in the office. A lot of men haven't caught your eye, but a certain young, Italian man did. You thought I forgot? Oh, baby I didn't. You forgot what happened after you showed interest, did you?" Perry's tone of voice was serious but to the point.
"Chief, I loved it when you got all riled up that night, and you know something? I enjoyed it very much." Della replied and laid her head on his chest to give him time to catch his breath. He held her in his arms and released a sigh against her head of curls and smoothed his hands down her back and across her shoulders. Perry dozed for a brief moment while Della reminisced about their time in his office when the young Italian man was accused of murder. She smiled against his chest and recalled the thought of him being so jealous at the time.
Della propped herself up on her elbow and looked down at him before he opened his eyes. Perry took her chin in his hand, gently tugged her towards him, and give her a sweet kiss on her lips.
"Perry, I'm going to draw my bath. If you want, you can join me. I'll completely understand if you declined." Della teased him and traced her fingernail down his sparse chest hair. She got up from the bed, looked at his sleeping form, and walked to the bathroom to fill the tub. She placed the candle she bought for purity on the corner of the tub, and lit it. The master bathroom was large enough for both a shower and a jacuzzi. Money was no object for Perry when it came to having a nice house and taking care of his wife. Della sat on the edge of the tub and adjusted the temperature while she studied her figure which she knew Perry loved very much in the mirror.
Perry heard the water in the bathroom and wasn't about to let Della enjoy it alone. He smoothed his hands down his face and slowly got to his feet, grabbed his boxer's and slipped them on. He went into the kitchen to check on the dishwasher. He ambled towards the bathroom saw his love standing in front of the mirror before she reached to turn off the faucet. Della removed her robe, and as it pooled at her ankles, she felt his soft touch on her shoulders.
"You were going to bathe alone, Della?" Perry stepped closer to her and gave her his hand so that she wouldn't fall.
"Perry, I didn't think you were going to join me. After all, you looked very exhausted." Della gave him a sideways glance before she slowly descended into the water and turned to face him. Perry couldn't contain his smile after they made love. He shucked off his boxer's and held onto the handle for leverage while he climbed into the tub to join her. Della couldn't contain a small chuckle at the scene that played out before her. Perry was unpredictable, and she never grew tired of his antics. She relaxed into the water as the hot water wash over her body and soothe her tired muscles. Perry slowly joined her in the tub and closed his eyes in full relaxation mode before Della finally spoke up and cleared her throat.
"Perry, you were not really jealous of that young, Italian man that you defended years ago, were you? I mean he was nice looking, very charming and had a way with words." Della's eyes were still half closed as she the hot water relaxed her body, the candle light flickered against her facial features.
"Della, after you interrupted Paul in his accusations, why wouldn't I be jealous? He was a fine, young man whom I was very much jealous of, since my dutiful wife and secretary was very engrossed with." Perry replied, moved towards her, and traced her brow with his index finger before he tenderly touched her curls at the nape of her neck and playfully tugged on them.
"It was all your fault, Perry. I'm sorry if you got to carried away with our love making that previous night and injured your arm." Della seductively told him before she placed her hands on his shoulders and pulled him towards her with her palm as she fingered the soft hairs at the base of his neck.
"Really? You called it getting carried away with our love making. You bound my hands so tightly that I couldn't pull my restraints loose. At least, the doctor took my false claim. I told him that I had carried a log on my shoulder and fell, and thankfully he took that into consideration as what happened to my arm and not being bound so tight in my own bed by my wife. I surely wasn't going to tell him my sexual acts. Lord knows that I'm not that big of a fool." Perry whispered to her before he claimed her lips as she pulled him to her and closed the gap between them.
Della kissed him and made him gasp for air while he settled into the corner of the porcelain tub pulled her to him. She relaxed into his arms and enjoyed their quiet time together without any interruptions for it was a moment of peace that they both could share. The water became tepid, and Della rose up out of the water while Perry steadied himself and helped her out of the water. They both took a quick shower to wash the residue off their bodies and returned back to the master bedroom. Perry found the massage oil on the nightstand while Della joined him at the bedside in her robe.
"Della, get on the bed so I can help you relax." Perry told her and held out his hand for her as she sat down on the bed.
"Perry, I didn't know you believed in that new age stuff?" Della mockingly told him and joined him on the bed.
"I'm starting to believe in it. My beautiful wife told me it would be beneficial to my health, and it has worked." Perry's hands worked her shoulders and kneaded her muscles with the oil. The tropical smell was very pleasing to their senses and relaxed them in a state of bliss.
"That feels so good Perry and the aroma is very intoxicating." Della hummed in the back of her throat as he continued to massage her flesh and worked into her lower half of her legs and caressed her calves. He slowly rubbed the oil on her back worked his way back up her shoulders and whispered into her ear.
"Not as intoxicating as you Della. I could never get enough of you." Perry smoothed the oil down her forearms and enveloping her in his arms hugged her to him and pulled her flush against his chest. The warming oil relaxed her just as it stated on the bottle and she closed her eyes to just feel him against her. His breath tickled her ear as he lowered his head to place a kiss to her cheek and to the crook of her neck. Della leaned her head to the side to give him complete access to her. He continued to massage her shoulders and she sighed under his touch. Della finally maneuvered away from him and took the oil from the night stand turned around to face him and motioned for him to come closer with the crook of her finger.
"Get over here, Perry. It's my turn Chief." Della's voice was raspy and low. Perry lowered his eyes to her exposed chest that peeked from her robe.
"I'm all yours, Della." Perry inched closer to her, and she rubbed the lotion into her palms of her hand and worked it into his arms, legs, and his back. He groaned as she massaged his tired muscles and especially his knee and lower limbs. She knew how much it bothered him after his accident, and wanted to make him feel much better. She knew the oils would help. Della smoothed the oil into his chest, front limbs, and thighs. He laid back on the mattress and grabbed her hands and intertwined them as she lay against his chest.
"Perry, I must confess something to you." Della's breath tickled his chest before she moved her head and looked up at him lovingly while he gazed down at her lovely face.
"What's that? You're still smitten with that young, Italian man I defended years ago." Perry accused her before he pinched her backside for being ornery.
"Yes, he was very attractive, but I've been yours Perry for a very long time. I couldn't imagine my life without you." Della professed her love to him and her eyes sparkled in the table lamp.
"Della, I knew I was yours the minute I saw you in law school. Nothing could have changed my mind about you and all the ups and downs that came along with it. I'd never change a day of being with you, loving you or having you in my arms until the day I die. I love you so much." Perry grasped her chin in his index finger and thumb pulled her in for a sweet kiss to her lips.
Started: 4/12/2022
Finished: 5/04/2022
