Hi darlings, long time, no update, eh? I am really sorry about this, but I wanted to make it good. Nice reading!

Updated 23. 2. 2020 (finally!)

Sam woke up at 10 in the morning. Given the fact that she had had without a doubt a wild night, it was justifiable. The room was bright and to her, it felt like the atmosphere had changed. There was no tension, no worries, no nervousness in the air. Pure shores, plain papers. The satin sheets were cooling her naked body. Sam turned on her other side to face her husband, who was still sleeping. She didn't want to wake him up unless it was absolutely necessary. The events of the previous night had probably exhausted him more than her and she did not want to interrupt him from sleeping it out. On the other hand, Sam's body said otherwise - her knees were bruised, she felt sore and stiff, and also a slight pain from defloration, mixed with lust. She opted for a warm bath to solve at least one of the sensations she was experiencing.

As Sam was enjoying herself while easing her pain, Chris woke up. It took him a while to organize the events of the last night in his head. The ring was on his left ring finger plus the fact he was naked reassured him that everything actually happened and that he was a happily married sexually active man. He wondered where his lovely wife was.

He went to the bathroom and found her in the bathtub. They exchanged a smile and a good morning wish. Chris got on his knees next to the bathtub and reached for Sam's left hand, where her wedding and engagement ring was.

"So I was not dreaming." He said quietly.

She nodded her head and smiled tenderly on him. Chris gave her a peck on the cheek... and a kiss on her neck... and a French kiss. He just couldn't resist kissing her and touching her. He could not just look at her without showing his unconditional love.

"Why don't you join me, hubby? I see you can't get your hands off me." Proposed Sam.

"You know where this will probably lead, don't you?"

She gazed into his eyes for a while before answering. "Of course I do - that is why I am inviting you."

"Aren't you satisfied yet?" Chris teased her a little.

"When you love someone so much, lust comes into play. Satisfaction is the name of this game and I am sure you are the player."

The "player" crawled into the bathtub and sat behind his wife to give her support and an infinite amount of touches and kisses.

Sam enjoyed being loved and having an opportunity to love someone. She was a loving and caring girl after all. With love, fears of losing that special one arise as well.

Chris was the first one to formulate the apprehension into words. "Can you relate to the feeling, when you love someone so much, that if something happens… without them, you'll be nothing? You were always the best part of me… and now, I am scared that one day, I'll be without you. With all those troublemaking evil aliens… What if they took you away from me?"

Sam touched his cheek and gave him a peck on his forehead. "The only hope for me is you. I absolutely love you and we'll be together, till the death do us apart. I promised you that. And you know I always keep my word."

"You promised not once, not twice, but four times... do you remember?"

"Of course I do! We are so lucky to have each other and all the memories. We've already spent 18 amazing years together."

"And more years of love and pleasure to come!" With that, he hugged her more tightly and started to fondle her firm breasts.

As he started to do so, Sam recalled the intercourse they had last night. Not the first one, but the other one that came several hours after...

Flashback

Suddenly, Sam felt the warmth of a hand on her breast. She was still half sleeping, but the sensation seemed so new and great to her she did not hesitate waking up. She opened her long-lashed eyes to see the intruder of her sleep. As soon as he realized she was awake, he startled a bit.

"I-I didn't want to wake you up. I am sorry. Let's forget it, okay?" Chris stuttered quietly with respect to her sleepiness.

Sam was not upset. She felt loved, admired and desired. "You don't have to apologize for loving me... promise you won't stop."

He giggled. "You know I won't. In fact, you are the reason I can't sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about you, us and what we did." Chris took a deep breath. "You expressed your apprehension that I will regret being married so young and marrying you, but I don't regret a thing. Everything was worth waiting for. The sorrows, the doubts, all I went through led to this."

Those words were heartwarming to Sam. "There is just one thing I regret."

Chris frowned. "Hm?"

"I regret our first dance. It wasn't what it should be."

"Well... I can't change the past, but we still can have our first dance in the present. This time, the moment would be just ours." Sam smiled widely and lent him her hand.

Not much time passed before they were standing in front of each other on a carpet by the fireplace with music playing in the background.

"So what are we..." He started but was interrupted by Sam placing her index finger on his lips.

She leaned closer and whispered to hir ear. "Don't talk. Dancing is a vertical expression of a horizontal wish. Hold me, like the skin on my thigh, is your reason for living. Throw me back, like you're going to have your way with me right here on the floor or while standing if you will. Don't move unless you feel it. From this point on, let your body do the talking."

The bluenette held himself back at first. He just watched as she started to sway in the rhythm of the music. When she danced closer to him, he occasionally stroked her smooth skin. Sam turned around so she was not facing him. Her beautiful long hair, neck, bare arms and her round back was to admire. Sam was still swinging effortlessly while waiting for her husband's move. All of sudden she felt the warmth of his hands on her arms. He put her hair on one side and started kissing her neck passionately as he hugged her from behind and reached for her firm round breasts. Sam moaned slightly as his lips were all around her neck.

The fact she craves sex and is so full of love came to him as a surprise. He wouldn't have thought she would be so passionate and seductive. He was under her spell from the very beginning, yet he let her seduce and tease him more. One thing was for sure - Chris felt like being into dancing after all. Mostly without clothes and sexual drive.

She turned back to face him and put her one hand behind his back and the other one inside his hand to propose dancing to him again. Although they tried to dance only, they were both too heated to do so. Chris pressed her to his body, and she responded with a wave of passionate kisses. He grabbed her leg to lift it. She caught his drift, stretched the leg (which he was still holding and caressing as if her skin was his reason for living) and rested it on his arm for support. Thus standing a split position.

Chris was about to give her a sexual offer but remained silent as she instructed him to. She told him to do as he pleases, their intimacies were rubbing anyway, so he pushed his manhood inside. She was wet, so much wet it went down with ease. She panted for breath, lost in sensations.

He felt like asking her if she doesn't mind, but she sensed his intentions and covered his lips with her lips to stop him from being cautious. To support her contentment she started toing and froing with her hips. She was clearly enjoying herself. He crossed his arms behind her butt to help her with the movement to intensify his thrusts.

Chris felt like he could go even harder and deeper. He proposed crossing both her legs behind his back, as she was already holding him behind his neck, she just lifted her other leg from the floor into the air. Sam was apprehensive she might be too heavy for him, but for the time being, she was trying to not think about it too much. The wife was in so much pleasure her pupils were turning up. He tried to keep up with her and held her tight. Her moans were music to his ears and her gaping tunnel was so tight...

Sam was giving Chris a hard time not coming immediately. His arms and legs were getting a bit sore after giving her a great time in this position for a few minutes. He opted for putting her on the writing desk, yet he did not slow down a bit. Sam put one of her legs on his arm again and bent backward, showing her young flexible body to her husband to admire. Her long wavy hair was touching the desk and her lips were open gently to moan loudly or kiss passionately. Or both.

She did not want to break the silence so she opted for intensifying her moans as a way to signalize to her husband she was getting closer to reaching orgasm. Chris felt like coming from the moment he penetrated her. Seeing the pleasure his wife was in plus the pleasure he was experiencing was an intense mix for him, given the fact he was a virgin 2 hours ago.

What she did next took him by surprise. She turned her body on the desk and got on four. She realized that it won't work, as her pelvis was too high for him to penetrate her. Sam chose a rather sultry way to lower herself - she spread her legs wide, then wider and wider, till her legs were in parallel and her abdomen and chest on the desk. She raised her butt a bit and tilted her head to give her husband a naughty look. He did not hesitate and penetrated her again. She was astonished by how great it felt.

Chris felt like his wife is way too far from him, thus he leaned closer and placed his hands on her round boobs. He was kissing her arm and neck while thrusting her lustfully. Sam was moaning louder and louder, scratching the surface of the desk with her nails. She could not believe it - something which was painful at first was suddenly so amazing, she felt full of love... which made sense, as she and her husband were successfully and passionately making love. She was glad her marriage was fulfilled.

Sam bit her lower lip which caused her moans to be muffled. Chris did not slow down, on the contrary, he went harder and faster, as she was clearly on the verge of reaching orgasm. She felt that she couldn't resist it any longer and she, at last, was engulfed in intense orgasmic sensations again. Her moans were quite deafening as she was making the most of it. Her love tunnel started to throb again, sending impulses to her whole body. As the orgasm was getting softer, she realized that she practically destroyed the desk with her nails and that she was full of a warm liquid.

She turned to the side and saw Chris standing behind her. He was not inside of her anymore, his sight was fixed on her crotch.

"Am I... bleeding? I knew we were too wild." Sam said timidly.

He gave her a reassuring smile. "No, just the cum getting out of your pounding tunnel slowly is a sight to behold." Sam started laughing and asked him for help with standing up. Her legs were so sore she could hardly stand. Chris hugged her tightly and fondled her shiny hair. He whispered to her ear: "You are such a naughty girl."

He lifted her in the air bridal style. "Am I? I am just being a loving wife. You are such a horny boy!"

"Me? Horny? I am just being a loving husband."

"I couldn't wish for a better husband then."

"There would be no great husbands if it wasn't for their wonderful wives, Sammy."

The end of flashback

Sam came back to Earth (or the planet they were on) from her trance and smiled devilishly. Who would say that her childhood best friend, who was always so cautious and scared, could give her such a sexual pleasure? She couldn't wait till he turns into a passionate lover again.

"And what now?" Asked Sam.

"We will live happily ever after." Answered her husband casually.

"Yes, but what else?"

"Hmmm.. we'll play video games together?" She couldn't understand why he doesn't have a clue to which answer she wants him to lead.

"Yes, but I was talking about our honeymoon. We have to bust the troublemakers now. We've all been far away from Singletown for 3 days! I don't want to see what is waiting for us there."

"Sammy is always putting the work instead of having fun. But I know what you mean. We'll have to put it together in the town and solve the problems, bust the aliens and then we can think about our honeymoon."

"But I am sure it won't take much time. It's February now, so maybe in the Summer?"

"That would be great. I'll talk with Mr. Smith about it, don't worry."

"Thanks, Chris. Now, I feel like making love again, are you in?"

"Straight to the point and dominant. I like it."

Some relationships are good. Some are great. But only a few are perfect – and this is definitely an example of a perfect marriage and a pure and immortal love, don't you think?

That's all for the final chapter! Thanks for reading – that's not all, of course, I am going to write an ending AN – including a dedication, meaning and the answer for Sam's question – "What will be next?" And as always, I'll appreciate F&F and reviews! Thank you, darlings!