The Pregnancy Ship

Chapter 33: Catching Up and a Hot Sexy Shower

Warning: the ending of this chapter is rated M

This is an A/U story

Disclaimer: These are not my characters they are fully James Duffs. I just love them so much and love to play with them.

As Andy drove toward their weekend getaway, Sharon stared out the passenger window; it was quiet in the car. After a half hour of what felt like the silent treatment, Andy covered Sharon's hand with his own and intertwined their fingers. "Are we okay?" he asked.

She turned her face toward him smiling, bemused, "of course we are. Why do you ask?"

"You're just… I don't know, really quiet."

"I was just thinking," she said, looking down at their joined hands and back up at Andy.

"Good thoughts?" He asked somewhat kidding.

"Oh yes, very good thoughts," she said as she also nodded.

Andy asked, "Care to share?"

"Oh, I was thinking about how Nicole's boys called me Gramma Sharon, and even though they aren't related by blood, I still consider them my grandchildren. It feels so wonderful to be considered somebody's grandma! Even though we have our own babies, we are more than old enough to be grandparents," she spoke with an ironic look on her face.

Andy chuckled. "Yeah, it's hard not to realize that when my knees creak every time I get down to play on the floor with Devin and Ian, or the girls when they have floor time," Andy said self-deprecatingly.

Sharon smiled at him and squeezed his hand. "Me too. You know… I've wanted to be a Gramma or Mimi since my kids became adults. Of course, I tried to never say that to them." She broke off, looked out the window and back over at Andy, playing with his fingers before she started up again with her musings. "They need to follow their dreams first, without pressure from me to settle down and have kids so I can be a grandmother." Sharon chuckled, "Who knew I'd be having my second chance at a family before they had their first!"

"Well, yeah that was quite a shock, wasn't it? But a good one, the best one actually," he said smiling over at her.

Sharon beamed back at him. "Ricky told me he was glad we had our own babies, because it took the pressure off Emily and him. I was kind of surprised and maybe a little…" she shrugged. "I don't know, hurt... embarrassed? Mortified? Because I had thought I had kept my desire for grandchildren completely under wraps. I guess I wasn't entirely successful on that score, but well now that we have Devlin and Ian, not to mention our own babies, that desire is fulfilled for now at least." She stroked the back of Andy's hand that she was holding and looked over at him again as she continued with her thoughts. "I was also thinking that, before we know it more kids will be calling me Gramma or Mimi and you Grampa. Nicole and Dean are having their baby next Christmas and even though we've taken the pressure off Ricky and Emily, by having Nat and Maddie, Sophie and Ricky will…maybe… eventually get married and have their own children. After she held the twins last Christmas, Sophie was gushing about wanting at least three children."

Andy chuckled, remembering. "Well, I think she may have forgotten to mention that to Ricky. I'm not sure about his feelings on that score, but his eyes got really wide, when she said she wanted three kids," he said.

Sharon nodded, "Yes, it was a shock for him. Up until then they hadn't really discussed how many kids they would have. There may have to be some compromises if they are each going to be happy. Ricky has still got some growing up to do; as does Sophie I'm sure. Between the two Emily and Ricky, he has always been the most like Jack when it comes to maturity and responsibility." She sighed and went on to her next child. "Then there is Emily, who is very serious about Mikhail, and of course he has Ellie and Max now."

Andy had been working pretty long hours on an intense case up till recently and although Sharon had mentioned something about Emily's boyfriend, Mikhail finding out he was a father. The details had become lost in the midst of everything that he had been trying to plan and get ready for Sharon's birthday celebration, in between work hours. There hadn't been time to catch up with what was going on. "Um, Honey, who are Ellie and Max?"

Sharon looked over at him in exasperated fondness. "Andy, you don't remember me telling you about Mikhail's ex-girlfriend, Anya? She got pregnant during their very brief relationship, while he was in Europe. After she had boy and girl twins, Elena and Maxim, we call them Ellie and Max for short. She decided that being a mother wasn't what she signed up for, so she tracked Mikhail down, found out where he lived and dumped those precious children in his foyer of his house."

"Wow, that's...cold."

"So was the note she left with them. She wrote, this is Elena and Maxim; you left them behind when you breezed through Europe. They're your problem now. Sharon shrugged, "Well, you know it was written in Russian but translated that was the gist of what it said." Agitated by the possibilities of terrible outcomes that could have happened but thankfully didn't, Sharon fidgeted. Her voice became higher than her usual alto as she went on with her story. "Honestly Andy, if those babies hadn't started crying when they did and Mik hadn't come through the house looking for his keys and heard them as he was getting ready to leave. Those poor babies could have sat in the foyer of his house for several hours, if not days; in their car seats, without food or anything, because Mik and Emily were supposed to go away that evening for a ski trip at my parent's time-share in Utah after they finished working at the studio."

"So, than this Anya person is now in County for child abandonment and child endangerment, right?" Andy asked pointedly.

"Well…actually...no. Mikhai knows he can press charges but at this time he and Em say that they are just glad she left the babies with Mik. As far as we know, Anya doesn't know about Emily and this scares me a little."

"Is Emily living with Mikhail now? I find my head spinning at how fast this relationship is developing. It seems like she went from Julio to Mik pretty fast." Andy wondered concerned.

Sharon nodded and kind of shook her head at the fact that Andy was so far behind with the family goings on, even though it was happening right under his nose. Of course up until just before the weekend he had been working almost nonstop, not only at the PAB but also apparently on her birthday weekend. Sharon smiled, feeling lucky to be his wife, and the recipient of all his thoughtful planning. Jack had planned their honeymoon. A one-night stay at a hotel at Santa Monica Pier, it was all that they could afford at the time. She had gotten pregnant with Emily that night and then the honeymoon period of their marriage had ended, when she learned that she was with child six weeks later.

She felt Andy squeeze her hand and she realized she'd been daydreaming. "Oh sorry, yes she's living with Mik now. She moved in when the twins showed up. Mikhail had no idea how to care for the babies on his own. Emily got her training when our twins came along, so she moved in to help him with them. With such close proximity, their romance has progressed a lot faster than it might have under normal circumstances. I know she did go from Julio to Mikhail pretty quick, but…in her defense after Emily showed interest in him, Julio sat her down and told her in no uncertain terms that although he was very flattered that she was interested in him and although they could be friends, he felt that he was too old for her and they were too different for them to make a go of it. I think he might have also mentioned some of the pitfalls of being involved with a cop, when you aren't one yourself. I think he laid it on thick. I kind of wonder if the fact that she might not be able to have kids had something to do with it. I hope not but I know he wants desperately to be a father."

"I suppose it's possible, but I doubt it. Julio wants to be a father, yes but he's willing to foster or adopt, we've seen that with that kid Reuben, a long time ago. He's making noises about it again fostering, I mean. I just hope he doesn't get his heart broken again. He needs to catch a break. By the way, how did Emily take all that?" Andy asked, concerned for his step–daughter as well as Julio.

"Very well actually. I think she may have even been relieved. Mikhail came into the picture about that time and he was very interested in her and she him. Then the babies showed up a couple of weeks ago."

"Do you know anything about what happened between Anya and Mikhail?"

"Well…" Sharon tilted her head to the side as she gathered her thoughts then went on to explain to the best of her knowledge what had happened. "From what I understand, Mikhail's grandmother on his father's side, introduced him to Anya while he was visiting his father's side of the family in Russia. The grandmother was hoping he would marry Anya, I guess. I believe Anya's grandmother was a very good friend of Mikhail's grandmother. She died and his grandmother had made a deathbed promise to her, to try to get them together. Mikhail and Anya spent time together to make the grandmother happy and fell into bed together, apparently. Then Mikhail figured out pretty quickly that it would never work between them.

Anyway, about that time Mik's other grandmother, Madam Anakov; who if you remember was Emily's old ballet teacher, which is how Em and Mikhail originally met when they were younger. Anyway, she became ill so he came back to Los Angeles to help his mother with her. Him and Emily reconnected. Meanwhile Anya found out she was pregnant after he left. From what I understand, she was very angry with Mik, for breaking it off. So to get back at him she kept the twins existence from him. That is until she left the twins for him to find in his foyer," Sharon said with a shake of the head and a shrug.

"Do you think she'll try to come back for them?" Andy asked.

"If she does Mikhail can have her arrested for child abandonment and endangerment then. He's already said he will press charges if she shows her face in this town again. Apparently he broke it off with her because she is very volatile, and a little crazy," Sharon said worriedly.

"Well that doesn't sound good, hope she doesn't prove to be dangerous. Have you seen the babies?"

Sharon positively beamed as she answered, "Yes, Emily and Mikhail brought them over, when you were involved with that last big case. Em, knew I was chomping at the bit to get back to work and help with the investigation but the doctor had made me promise not to go back to work until next week." Sharon ducked her head again, she and Andy had gone round and round about her going back to work too soon, but after Andy had pointed out that if anything happened to her the girls would be without their mother and he would be without a wife she had caved. "As...um you well know, I was trying to listen to her for a change," Sharon said ironically, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, they brought them over so that I could meet them."

Her beautiful green eyes lit up as she remembered holding them for the first time. Her voice was full of emotion as she told Andy about them. "Oh Andy, they are adorable! Their hair is black and curly. I think there is some Romanian mixed in with the Russian. I don't know, maybe not, who knows, and they have the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. They're bright blue and they jump out at you. They have the longest eyelashes and chubby little cheeks. They're so cuddly and lovable! Both Ellie and Max put their heads on my shoulder and cuddled into me as if they had known me all their lives! It's a good thing our babies were taking their morning nap, they would have been jealous. Ellie and Max are a little older than Maddie and Natalie. I believe they are six or seven months old. By the way, Emily asked what we wanted them to call us."

Andy marveled to himself, not for the first time, at the difference between Captain Raydor and his wife Sharon. As the Captain, she was not one for rambling long speeches. She spoke sparingly and listened a lot, but his wife, Sharon loved to talk. She could go from quiet and serious, as the Captain to joyously giddy as Sharon and as Sharon, she could easily jump from one subject to another fast enough to make your head spin. She was the perfect balance between someone who compartmentalized at work and who could be a free-flowing conversationalist at home. He loved and was constantly amazed by her. Andy looked at her out of the corner of his eye. She was watching him quizzically, so he got back to their current topic of conversation. "They sound cute, I'm sorry I missed that. What do you want to be called? I thought Devlin and Ian had already decided on Gramma and Grampa?"

"Oh, I have no problem with Gramma, after all Devlin and Ian call me that, and I love it, but I'd like to have a name that's easy for the younger children to use. I've always liked Mimi. As you know having had an Irish grandmother yourself, the Irish word for grandmother is actually Mamieo, which, even though I'm immensely proud of my Irish heritage, I have to confess I'm not crazy about it," Sharon grimaced.

Then went on with her thoughts. "Of course, there are others, but they are not all that easy to say because they are Gaelic, like Mathair Mhor, which is actually more of an adult form of showing respect. I prefer Mimi, which…could be a very short version of Mameio. I love it because it's short sweet and easy to say. My mother didn't like Mamieo that much either. She opted for Mom-Mom, which fits her to a T and Mimi fits me. What about you?"

Andy shrugged, "I personally have no problem with Grampa, it has a nice ring to it, but I've also liked the sound of Da. It's simple and easy. I called my father's father that; my father's mother was gone by the time I was born. My Italian grandparents were Nonny and Nonno, although my younger brother, Al he called Nonno No-no." Sharon emitted an amused chuckle like hum. "I guess he heard no-no a lot from him, back then. Nonno was kind of grumpy and set in his ways and Al was very mischievous," Andy said.

"Well, Devlin and Ian call us Gramma and Grampa and if we call each other by Mimi and Da when we're talking to the new grandchildren, they'll hear both and pick one, I suppose." Sharon said shrugging her shoulders. She looked over at Andy. "Umm, by the way, where are we going?" Sharon asked nonchalantly.

"Uh, uh, uh! No hints allowed. You'll find out when we get there."

Sharon snapped her fingers at yet another failed attempt to get Andy to tell her where they were going. By now, it was a game to see how far she could push him to tell her his plans.

She looked over at him and emitted an aggravated, "mmmhmmm!

"You know, we've got another hour yet to get there, why not sleep for a little bit? It'll make the trip go faster," Andy suggested feeling desperate.

"Hmmm, for whom, you or me? You just want me to go to sleep so I'll stop bugging you about where you're taking me," she said with a fake pout.

"You got me there Sweetheart, I'm not sure I can stand any badgering. I'm afraid I'll cave," he said a little sadly and turned on the puppy-dog eyes.

Sharon smiled sweetly at him and then she closed her eyes, got comfortable and went to sleep instead of taking advantage of his confession of being vulnerable to her wiles. Just knowing that he would cave if she pulled out all the stops satisfied her. She had realized at that moment that she trusted Andy enough to let him surprise her. After all he had gone to a great deal of trouble to set everything up. The least she could do was let it play out as he intended it to.

Andy looked at her waiting for her to continue questioning him, but realized she wasn't going to. He smiled, see the sad puppy-dog eyes work every time, he thought and finished driving towards Laguna Beach.

An hour later he pulled up to the Montage Hotel. A valet attendant came over to help him with their bags. Andy put the car in park and got out to take their bags out of the back of the Escalade. The Valet took them and put them on the cart while Andy went to wake Sharon up. When he rounded the car to open the passenger side door, he realized she was already awake and was gathering her purse. He gave her his hand and helped her out of the car. She looked around her, and then leaned in to kiss him. "Wow, Andy I've heard about this place, but I've never been here before. It's...incredible!"

"I'm glad you like it, but you really haven't seen anything yet. Here let's check in and take our luggage upstairs, then we can go on a little tour."

"Sounds like a plan," she said and threaded her fingers through his. As they made their way into the tastefully decorated but richly appointed lobby, Sharon looked around feeling a little like the girl she had been once; a small-town girl from Ithaca, New York a naive young woman who was totally overwhelmed by the opulence she saw. Sharon's frugal nature almost kicked in seeing how expensive just one night at The Montage cost. Her mouth started to open to scold him for spending too much money, but then she closed it again. She forgot sometimes that they were very well off these days and could afford this kind of thing, now and again. It killed her to spend this much money, though. Years of struggling to keep her head above water with Jack's gambling debts surfacing every time she had a little breathing room. With her Dad's help she had finally gotten out from underneath it all, but she never again took money for granted.

Being blue collar all his life up till now, Sharon thought Andy was probably just trying to spoil her and he thought this was a good way to do it. Well, she would put on a good face, act enthusiastic, even if inside her stomach was giving her fits. Part of her wondered if he really thought she needed all this? Had she failed somehow to let him know how happy she was? They lived normally, and she thought they were on the same page. After all, he had agreed that they would continue to live modestly and not change who they were at their core, just because they had a great deal of money to live on. In reality they were very well off and could afford this hotel for a month or maybe even a year, but it just wasn't her style to spend money like that.

They were still working or Andy was, she would be too next week at least part time. They could retire if they wished and travel or whatever retired people did and still have more money than they could imagine left over, but neither one of them were ready for retirement, quite yet. Sharon had thought they would use their money as a nest egg and put some away for Rusty and their girls in a trust fund, in case something happened to her and Andy. They were cops after all.

Sharon was so deeply into her musings she didn't realize Andy was talking to her. "Um, I'm sorry, Andy I was so caught up looking at everything I missed what you just said! Can you repeat it?" she asked, her head was tilted to the side and her lips were pressed together.

Andy smiled, he could see the wheels turning and could guess what she was thinking. "Sure honey," he said. "I was just saying that we'll only be here through tomorrow morning. Then we'll be off to somewhere more…. private," Andy said mysteriously.

Sharon looked at him with big eyes. "Andy, my goodness this is wonderful, there doesn't have to be any more!"

"Oh, yes there will be much more to come. You are my wife, I love you, and you deserve to be spoiled. I'm just thankful that my proverbial ship finally came in so that I can spoil you on your birthday!"

Sharon's face colored at the mention of her birthday. She looked down hoping no one had heard him say it was her birthday. Nobody said anything and she relaxed. Once they were checked in, they headed toward their room, which was on the 6th floor room 601. When they got to it, the valet opened the door and handed Andy and Sharon their keys. Andy tipped him, he nodded and left after wishing them a wonderful stay and Sharon a Happy Birthday.

Sharon cleared her throat and thanked him, then turned around for a look at their room.

To say it was beautiful was an understatement. The room was painted sunshine yellow. There was a king-size bed with a pillow top mattress, in the middle of the wall on the left side of the French style patio doors. A yellow sectional sofa was near the French doors also on the left, a writing desk made of walnut was on the wall to the right of the French doors leading to the balcony, which overlooked the ocean. A beautiful painting of a sunset over the ocean hung above the desk. Another bigger painting of a sunrise over the ocean graced the wall behind the sectional sofa and of course patio furniture graced the patio. Tasteful blue and yellow cushions covered them. The bathroom, which she could see from the patio doors, was done in ivory marble with white accents. There was a large soaking tub as well as a glass shower that had a large showerhead on one end, with a waterfall effect shower on the other end. It was all elegance personified. Sharon turned around to take it all in and found Andy watching her a big loving smile on his face. "Oh Andy! It's marvelous!" she gushed.

He bent down and gave her a kiss. "I'm glad you like it Sharon, my love. You deserve it."

She reached up and started to play with Andy's shirt color. He wasn't wearing a tie but he had changed into a purple and tan plaid button down shirt, and khaki colored jeans before they left for their trip. It matched her purple scoop neck tunic with the asymmetrical hem and tan suede jacket with tan jean leggings and tan suede Rag and Bone ankle boots that had a one-and-a-half-inch heel.

The boots made the top of her head come to Andy's chin. She looked up at him. His smile didn't quite reach his eyes. Sharon knew something wasn't quite right, but wasn't sure she wanted to know what it was. She'd deal with it later she decided. No… she couldn't. It just wasn't in her to ignore the possibility of impending disaster. "Andy, please tell me that this wasn't one of Provenza's ideas. You know how they usually fall apart!" She moaned closing her eyes. She opened them again or she would have missed the look of shame in Andy's demeanor.

He was looking down and wouldn't meet her eyes.

He turned away from her, and then realizing what she had asked, he turned back to her. "What, Louie's idea? Ye Gods no! It was Gavin's idea! He thought you'd love this, which I can see you do and I'm really glad. You deserve it, but I guess I've been living from paycheck to paycheck for too long and when he told me the price of the room per night I just about had heart failure! Good grief, it's more than it takes to feed a third world country for several months let alone one night! Anyway, after I stopped hyperventilating, he told me to calm down, he wasn't suggesting I pay for it. He had a client that would be out of the country for the week. He bought this suite just recently, but hasn't had a chance to move in yet. He plans to use the suite as his home base because he travels a lot. He's part of the one per cent and he paid for the suite in cash! His friend owns the hotel. He's single, and one of Gavin's old friends. They split amicably, years ago, his name is Andre' something or other. Apparently, he met you at one of Gavin's parties and thought you were lovely. When he heard, it was for your birthday he, Andre' invited us to stay the night here. Of course, I insisted on paying for any room service we used and the spa that you will be availing yourself of tomorrow. He included dinner with the room as long as it was at the restaurant they have here."

The relief that Sharon felt was palpable. Knowing Andy's reaction was similar to hers, helped to soothe the knots in her stomach. "Oh Andy, that's wonderful! I think I remember Andre', he was fun, he's a divine dancer and he tells great jokes. He's so funny and very flamboyant even more so than Gavin and Fernando can be, but why the long face?"

"More flamboyant than Gavin or Dr. Morales? Geez." He tried to imagine that, but failing he shook himself out of that mental picture and answered her question. "Well, we can afford this, you know that right? I balked at the price and I feel a little guilty for being cheap, especially seeing how much you seem to like the place. You know, you deserve all this and more! Look Sharon, Gavin told me I should take the credit for this, but I can't. I feel like I have to tell you the truth, even though... even though it will make me look cheap." He turned away from her shoving his hands into his pockets.

Tears came to Sharon's eyes and she moved so that she was facing him again. She placed her hands on either side of his face and made him look at her. "Oh, Andy! Thank you for telling me the truth! I'll speak to Gavin about encouraging you to lie to me later. Really, though! I'm so relieved that this is a favor from Andre'. I just about had heart failure myself when I realized how expensive this place was. I didn't say anything, because I didn't want to spoil your gesture, but it made me a little sick inside, thinking you were spending that much money for one night in a fancy hotel! I know that technically we can afford it, but I had hoped we'd have that money as a nest egg to retire with and trust funds for Rusty and the girls."

He sighed with relief but his head stayed down, he was still feeling odd and a little down. She tilted her head to the side and tried to figure out what was still wrong. Then she remembered how enthusiastic she had acted when they first came in. She again took his face in her hands and made him look at her. "Andy, you do know that I don't need to stay in a fancy hotel to be happy, right? That all this is very nice but I neither need it or expect it, no matter how much money we have or don't have. You do know that?"

Andy took her hands from his face and put them close to his heart. "Yes, I do know that, but it's nice to hear," he said kissing her. Wanting her to understand more of his thinking, he went on to explain. "I know in my mind we have the money. We should spend it and enjoy ourselves. We can't take it with us after all. I know that believe me I do, but I spent so many years scrimping and saving trying to make ends meet. Paying child support and alimony to Valerie and the kids, trying to make up for the mess I made. Then Nicole got married and there went $30,000.00 of the money I'd saved. Then Mom died and left me the house and money that replaced the money I spent on the wedding and it gave me more wiggle room than I needed. Then lo and behold, with Ricky's help, miraculously I have more money than I know what to do with. In spite of all that, it goes against the grain to spend that much money for one night, even though you deserve everything here and more that I can give you."

"Andy, I'm really glad you feel that way because I feel the same way. I struggled too, and it taught me not to take money for granted. Although you're right about not being able to take it with us," she said. Sharon watched as he paced in front of her.

Knowing he was gearing up to tell her something important. "Of course, I don't have a problem spending the same amount of money, or more for something that will give us and our blended family pleasure for years to come. A legacy per say, but you'll find out about that later, tomorrow."

"Andy, what have you done? Andy?"

"Look Sharon, let's just enjoy the moment? Hmm? We have this beautiful suite, free of charge. Let's enjoy it and let tomorrow bring its own surprises. I'm going to enjoy it, I hope you do too."

Sharon took a deep breath and decided to trust Andy yet again. He had told her the truth in spite of being encouraged to lie by omission, by Gavin of all people. She'd have a word with him the next time she saw him. Taking pity on her husband she shrugged off her pique with her friend and said, "Oh! I will! Believe me, I will and thank you, Andy for wanting to make me feel special, but having the sense to not spend that kind of money for one night. I wouldn't have enjoyed this nearly as much if I thought you felt you had to spend that kind of money on me to make me happy. I would have felt ashamed of myself that I made you feel that way."

They kissed and she started to pull him toward the bed "Wait honey, don't you want to go on a tour?"

Sharon gave him a wicked smile and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Later, I'm much more interested in the view I'm seeing right here in front of me!" she said and leaned in for more hungry kisses.

"I can't argue with that, now can I? "Andy said and began undressing her.

Later, they got up and tried out the waterfall shower. As Andy soaped her up with the washcloth with one hand, he made sure to pleasure her with the other. Sharon moaned and leaned into him as he stroked her nub of pleasure. He dropped the washcloth and allowed the rush of water to rinse the soap off. He massaged her breasts and nipped at her neck. Suddenly he felt her body stiffen as she came. Andy was immensely turned on watching her body in the throes of the orgasm that he had hoped to bring her to despite their earlier activity. Wanting to reciprocate she reached behind her and got a hold of him. He was already semi erect and she brought him the rest of the way with her fingers. Then she turned and sank to the bench that had been built into the shower stall. Sharon indicated that she wanted him in front of her, and knowing he was in for a treat he complied. Her mouth felt divine as she closed her lips over him. As her tongue licked and her mouth sucked, her head bobbed forward and back. It was a complete turn on for Andy that she would do this for him. He was in heaven. He curled his fingers in her wet hair, pulling her closer. She fit him into her mouth almost halfway, for he was very well endowed and as she stroked his balls she could feel them harden. She knew he was close. Suddenly she pulled away and lay back on the bench. "Andy, I want you inside me! Please!"

He took a hold of her legs and spread them wide as he entered her swiftly and to the hilt, she cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Completely and totally aroused, they moved together in their own little world of pleasure. As they moved together over and over Andy felt himself coming closer but knew she wasn't there yet. He lifted her legs so they were vertical with his body and hooked her ankles over his shoulders for deeper penetration. His finger found her nub of pleasure and with the extra stimulation they came together in a crashing orgasm yet again. Then he collapsed on top of her, his lower half on his knees, on the hard shower floor. His head was pillowed by her still large from nursing, breasts. He was exhausted as was she.

Sharon lay there underneath him for a minutely two in the silence, stroking the gray hairs on the back of Andy's neck as she recovered from their sexy shower. The second one of the day, mind you. Who knew that she'd have more sex drive at the age of fifty-three then she had had at twenty-three. After a moment, she realized that Andy's arm had fell to the side and he was starting to get heavy. "Andy? Andy, are you all right? Andy?" As she began to panic although she tried valiantly not to, she failed to hear his steady breathing, but then she felt him move against her and inside of her and she realized they were still intimately connected.

"Mmmmm?" Andy said groggily, "Sharon, I think ya broke me! I can't move!" He said pulling away from her enough so he could see her face when he gave her his notoriously wicked grin, and wiggled his eyebrows at her.

She slapped at him, "Oh you! You very nearly gave me heart failure again! I thought…" she swallowed a sob. "I thought you...I thought I had killed you! Oh Andy, don't ever do that again!"

"What? I was so tired... and you were sooo comfortable, I guess I just really fell asleep hard. I didn't mean to scare you honey!"

Sharon looked skeptical, "You fell asleep kneeling on the shower floor?" she asked incredulously, as she sat up and tried to help him up off the floor.

He stood up on his own, albeit slowly and stiffly. He then took her hands in his and helped her up so they could wash away the evidence of their most recent activities. As he reached around her to turn on the water again, he said, "Yes, I guess I did. After all we've been pretty busy today, making up for lost time, it takes a lot out of an old guy like me!" he smirked.

She smirked back, but then the worried look came back. "Andy, are you sure you're okay? I couldn't bear it if…" she swallowed the lump in her throat. "If anything happened to you!"

"I'm fine, my love, just a little tired. I'll recover after I've had a good meal. We'll have dinner and walk on the beach then we'll come upstairs and sleep. Or not…" he said waggling his eyebrows at her running his hands all over her body.

"Andy, you are insatiable!" she said pushing his hands away playfully.

"What can I say? I've got a beautiful wife who is incredibly sexy! Who could blame me for being insatiable?"

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