Chapter 128

"I feel so underdressed for tonight," Mac giggled. "You look so handsome in your Mess Dress, like a true prince. I must look like Cinderella in my jeans and T-shirt."

"Yes, you do darling, my precious Cinderella!" He lifted the shirt over her head and was pleased to see that she was not wearing a bra, her lovely breasts were there on display for him and he cupped them in his large hands, placing a kiss on the tip of each one. Going down on one knee in front of her, he unsnapped her jeans and slid them down her legs along with the tiny scrap of lace she called panties.

She softly smiled, and said, "I think you're over dressed, AJ. Although you're terribly handsome, I believe we need to get you out of those clothes."

"But I thought you liked me in uniform?" he asked with a wicked grin.

"I always have, sweetheart, but now that I'm your wife, I've decided I like you better out of it."

"Well, then, I think that if that's the case, you should be the one to get me out of it!" he replied with a grin.

"Are you going to stand up, or did you want me on my knees with you, to help you remove them, my love?" she grinned, running her hand over his baldhead. "I'm sure we could work something out either way."

"Well, I wouldn't want to make it too difficult for you," he smiled and stood up.

"Such a thoughtful husband," she grinned, as she started unbuttoned the gold buttons on his jacket. Slowly shoving it from his wide shoulders, she let her hard nipples graze his shirt. Bending to pick up the jacket, she turned and hung it over a chair, and said, "Wouldn't want it to get wrinkled now, would we, my love?"

He cleared his throat, before he could reply, "No, wouldn't want that!" he said, as he stared at the luscious view of her firm butt cheeks as she bent to lay his jacket on the chair. Suddenly the fit of his trousers was tighter than usual.

Kneeling in front of him, she took off his shoes and socks. Grinning, she rose to lay them on the chair after seeing his erection straining at his pants. Next came his trousers. Carefully unbuttoning them and unzipping them, she grazed her hand along his growing erection and looked up at him, "I think this big boy wants to come out and play," she winked, sliding off his trousers and turning to lay them on the chair...

"He certainly does, Sarah! He wants to play with you very much!"

"Well, good, I have some games he will just love," she grinned at him, as she placed his trousers on the back of the chair. "It looks like we're just about evenly dressed now, wouldn't you say?"

"Yes, I would have to agree with that statement, counselor. What games did you have in mind?"

"See that great big old bed over there, Admiral?" she asked with a sultry smile. "I think there's room enough for four. Use your imagination. Have you no fantasies? If not the bed, look around the room. I'm open to suggestions."

"Just because it's big enough for four, I hope that you're not thinking of inviting company!" he grinned at her. "And after eight years of loving you, Sarah, I have to admit to having several fantasies that you are the star of! One of them involves showering with you..."

"Then how about we try out a few of them tonight? Starting with the one where I'm queen of the shower," she laughed, taking him by the hand and leading him in to the bathroom. "Warm or hot water, darling?"

"Darling, anything involving you and me naked is HOT!" he laughed, so pleased to see joy in her face once again.

"Warm then," she replied, turning on the water and climbing under the water, enjoying the feel of it spraying her already overheated body. "Join me, sweetheart, or it'll be no fun at all by myself."

To be continued….