I'm not quite sure what was going on with me, but I wrote nothing but SMUT for a week straight. This story does have a plot…later. But for the next few chapters enjoy the sex.

Tony and Ziva walked hand in hand down the street. Ziva wanted a tour of the beautiful town and Tony was showing her the highlights.

He stopped in front of a small shop with a pale blue summer dress displayed in the window. "You'd look great in that." He told her. "I love it when you wear little dresses."

Ziva turned and flashed him a smile before dragging him towards the store. Ziva stopped in front of the door and turned to face Tony. She spoke to him like a child. "If you are a good boy I may even let you dress me." She laughed adding to the playful tone of voice. She turned to walk into the store, leaving Tony breathless behind her.

Ziva stood in the middle of the little boutique packed full of summer dresses. "Which ones do you like?" She purred to him.

Tony smiled at his luck and sped around the store grabbing dress after dress for Ziva to try. "Can we get a dressing room." He called urgently to the woman at the register as he zigged and zagged through the racks picking out items for Ziva to try. Ziva laughed and exchanged a smile with the young woman who had come out from behind the register to help them.

Tony deposited an armful of dresses to the saleswoman, then led Ziva to the back of the store. The woman showed Ziva into a large dressing room and began to hang the dresses on various hooks. "Please let me know if you need any help." She told Ziva. Then she leaned in and spoke quietly, "He can come in here with you since no one else is in the store. Just be quiet." She winked at Ziva, who blushed back at her.

Tony pushed past the saleswoman exiting the fitting room with another huge armful of dresses. She held the fitting room door open for Tony, inviting him to join Ziva inside. Tony bolted into the room with Ziva, smiling like an idiot, holding an armful of women's dresses. Ziva laughed at the image in front of her then gave into the moment and started unbuttoning her pants to start trying on the bounty Tony had chosen.

They walked out of the store 45 minutes later with four large shopping bags. Ziva was wearing the blue dress from the store window, and she had to admit it did feel great to be wearing a light summer dress instead of her heavy pants in the heat. She bought eight dresses. Tony bought her five more, despite her protests. He simply wasn't taking 'no' for an answer and insisted on buying her a particularly expensive dress that he loved on Ziva. He told Ziva that these dresses were as much for him as they were for her.

They continued down the street with the bags of purchases. Tony carried three large bags and would only allow Ziva to carry a single smaller one. He was more excited about her new clothing than she was. They only made it past a few more storefront before Ziva stopped abruptly in front of a fancy looking spa. A large sign in the window advertised Brazilian waxes.

"Does that feel good?" she asked him.

"It feels amazing…afterwards. But I've heard it hurts like hell to get it done." He told her.

"Well…this is a weekend of firsts…"

She led Tony to the front desk of the spa. "Could I get a Brazilian wax?" She asked the receptionist.

The receptionist clicked through the computer in front of her. "We could do you in 10 minutes." She offered.

"Okay. Can he come in with me?" she asked.

"That's up to the waxer. You'll need to ask her." The woman responded.

They took a seat in the waiting area and Tony stroked Ziva's leg. "You really don't have to do this for me." He told her.

"I have heard that the benefits are for both parties." Ziva said with a smile. She leaned forward and grabbed a fancy flier off the table of magazines. "Tony, there is a concert on the beach tonight. Can we go?" she asked brightly.

Tony strangled Ziva in a hug. He kissed her cheek. "Of course we can go."

A friendly looking woman called Ziva's name a few minutes later. "Can he come in with me?" Ziva asked. "This is my first time."

The woman smiled. "Okay. Just follow me." She led them into a tiny room and instructed Ziva to strip from the waist down and lie on a paper covered table.

Ziva stripped off her new dress as Tony snooped around the room. He stuck his finger in the wax and brought the coated tip up to his mouth. He stuck his tongue out and licked the wax to test its taste. He cringed at the terrible taste.

Ziva laughed. "Serves you right. Get your fingers out of my wax." A knock sounded on the door. Ziva called out that she was ready.

The woman took one look at Tony's wax coated finger and laughed. Tony grabbed a tissue and tried to wipe off the evidence. The wax was still wet and the tissue stuck to his finger. He gave the woman a guilty look. She smiled and laughed again. She took Tony's hand and removed the wax by using the specially designed strips. She turned her attention to Ziva. "So this is your first time?" Ziva nodded. "I'll be as gentle as possible. Maybe your boyfriend would like to hold your hand." It was more of an order than a suggestion. She clearly wanted Tony away from the wax and out of her way.

Twenty minutes later, through a lot of pain and a variety of contorted positions, Ziva was completely hairless except for a thin strip down her front. The woman left Tony and Ziva alone in the room so she could get redressed.

"How was it?" Tony asked. "I didn't know how flexible you were." He referred to the variety of positions the waxer has asked Ziva to perform.

Ziva groaned. "That really hurt."

"Can I look?" Tony asked with overwhelming excitement.

Ziva rolled her eyes but nodded at him. Tony put a hand on each of her knees and spread her legs wide to look at her newly waxed skin.

"Wow." Tony said in appreciation. "Is it sore?" He brought a finger down to her lips and ran it along her folds.

"Oh." Ziva yelped at the fantastic feeling.

Tony smiled and brought a few more fingers to stroke her. "Your skin's so soft." He teased her with his fingers. "Does that feel good?"

Ziva threw her legs off the table and grabbed for her dress. "We need to go back to the house, now." She smiled at the bulge she saw growing in Tony's pants.

"You get dressed, I'll pay." Tony rushed out of the room to pay the bill and get them home as fast as possible.

Ziva snuggled up to Tony's side between the shopping bags he carried as he power walked them back to his aunt's house. "I like how this feels." She said referring to her newly hairless skin. "I might keep doing this. It feels so light." She teased Tony and wiggled her hips back and forth. Tony groaned and sped up his walk, desperate to get a better look at her and her new style.

Tony dumped the shopping bags on the floor as soon as they entered the house and tossed Ziva over his shoulder. Ziva laughed as he jogged her into the dining room. He placed Ziva carefully down on the table and flipped up her skirt. He slid her panties off her legs and knelt down between Ziva's thighs to look at her newly hairless core.

"Oh Ziva." He slid a finger across her lips. Ziva hissed is response and let her knees fall out to the side. He explored her folds with both hands. "You're so soft." He brought his mouth down onto her and Ziva cried out as her back arched off the table. He pulled his mouth away and smiled at her. "It feels good?"

Ziva snaked a hand into Tony's hair and pulled his mouth back between her legs. She yelped at the pleasure. Every sensation was increased exponentially.

"Definitely…doing…this…again." She said as she started to pant as Tony worked his tongue over her sensitive skin. Her fist tightened in Tony's hair as she quickly built up to release. Tony thrust his tongue inside her and circled it around as his finger pressed into her clit. Ziva whimpered and Tony knew she was close. He moved his mouth up to her clit working his tongue into the sensitive bundle of nerves. Ziva yanked his hair harder and he inserted two fingers into her as deep as he possibly could. He pressed against her inner walls and sucked and tongued her clit. He loved how soft she felt. He couldn't wait to slide his cock into her. Ziva came with a jolt. Tony hummed with his mouth around her clit and Ziva yelled again as her body jolted a second time.

Tony couldn't wait any longer and he stood up and dropped his own pants to the floor. He held her hips up and slid the tip of his cock up and down her hairless folds. "So soft." He said out loud. He loved this wax. Not only was Ziva soft and sensitive, but he could also see exactly what he was doing. He slid his tip in and out of her a few times just reveling in how perfectly he could see his cock move into her.

"Tony." Ziva begged him. Tony angled her hips up and watched as he slid the full length of himself into her. It felt like heaven to slide into her. He pushed Ziva's knees back and tight into her chest and leaned over them as he moved in and out of her.

She felt incredible. She was so slick and tight, and somehow this wax made everything feel more amazing than he'd thought possible. He looked down at Ziva lying under him. She was so beautiful. Her dark curls spread out around her head on the table. She looked gorgeous in the dress he'd picked for her. But nothing was more incredible than how she looked up at him. A smile played at the corners of her mouth and she looked blissfully relaxed. Her eyes told him that she trusted him, and she wanted him exactly where he was right now. He knew he was in love with her.

Tony held himself deep inside her and took a short break. He wanted to last. He wanted to keep watching himself slide and out of her. Ziva rocked her hips a few times. "Are you still hard?"

Tony rocked in response. "Yes."

A devious smile spread over Ziva's face. She pushed him back and jumped off the table. She grabbed a throw blanket from the room and tossed it to Tony.

"Have you ever had sex on the porch?" She wore a devious grin.

"Um. No. It's the middle of the day. Everyone would know. The porch is two feet from a sidewalk full of people."

"I have an idea."

Ziva grabbed Tony's hand and dragged him into the front room of the house.

"Ziva. It's the middle of the day and hoards of people will be walking by only feet away." She turned around and smiled at him giving him a quick wink.

When they reached the kitchen Ziva turned to face Tony and wrapped the blanket around his hips a single time. She adjusted it so the opening faced to Tony's front. Then she dragged him out onto the porch and over to the railing closest the people passing on the sidewalk only feet away. Ziva leaned back against the railing and lifted her lips to Tony's ear.

"Wrap the blanket around me too."

Tony carefully extended the blanket to include her in the cocoon without exposing his naked front to the passing crowds. Ziva pulled up higher so it covered not only her waist, but her back too.

She reached her hand to grip Tony. He was glancing nervously at the passing pedestrians and his stiffness was starting to soften.

Ziva whispered into his ear. "I am dripping down the insides of my legs." Tony gulped. "It feels so good with my new wax. Do you want to slip into me again?" Her lips trailed down and she bit into the skin under his ear. Ziva smiled as she felt Tony grow hard in her hand.

She spun back around to face away from Tony. She lifted her skirt over her ass and pressed it back into his now very hard cock. Ziva took the blanket from Tony and took over the job of holding it wrapped around them. Tony didn't waste time and used his now free hands to guide his cock between Ziva's legs. He pushed up into her as Ziva pressed her ass back to take him deeper. The sighs they each expelled were in perfect synchronization.

Tony moved his hands to wrap around Ziva and he lowered the blanket down to Ziva's waist and pulled her back into him. Ziva bit her lip and wrapped her hands over his.

Tony dipped his head down to kiss Ziva's neck. He moaned as Ziva clenched her walls around him. "Oh god. This was a good idea." He said as his breath hitched. Ziva inched Tony's hands apart until the front of the blanket and exposed Ziva's front in her innocent summer dress.

An elderly couple approached the porch railing. Tony tensed in panic and tried to pull back from Ziva. She reached an arm back behind his head and gripped a fistful of his hair.

"Do not dare." She warned him.

The older woman spoke. "We are sorry to disturb you, but could you give us directions to Atlantic Street?" She asked.

"Sweetie," Ziva cooed. "Is that the one two streets down?" She was having way too much fun with this. Tony nodded into her shoulder. Ziva pointed in the direction the couple needed to head. "Just walk two streets down and it will be on your right."

"Thank you so much." The woman thanked Ziva. "And if I may say, the two of you are a beautiful couple."

"Awww. That is so nice if you to say. Right, baby?" Ziva shifted her hips driving Tony crazy with pleasure. He clenched his teeth and nodded vigorously at Ziva's words.

As the couple walked away Tony relaxed. "They had absolutely no clue what we were doing." He said happily. "This is so hot." Tony declared. He latched his mouth back onto Ziva's neck and let his hips move in slight waves. "I never pegged you as being into this." He said into Ziva's ear.

"This is another 'first' I am experiencing with you." She told him.

"Oh god Ziva." Tony grew harder inside her. "We are going to do this everywhere."

"That sounds good to me. But right now, I think I would like you to take me inside."

Tony pulled himself out of Ziva and covered himself with the blanket, making sure to flip her skirt back down to cover her.

He followed Ziva back into the house. The second they made it inside Tony dropped the blanket and grabbed Ziva's hips, moving her quickly towards the kitchen table. He bent Ziva down over it and growled as he thrust himself sharply into her. Tony never let up, keeping a relentless force and pace until Ziva was panting and he was hanging on by a thread. One last hard slam into her sent him reeling as he emptied what he had left deep into her.

They both took a few moments to catch their breath then Tony spun Ziva around to face him. "Was that really your first time doing something like that?" He asked.

"Yes. But hopefully not my last." She smiled and winked at him.

"You're incredible." He told her before leaning in and placing delicate kisses on her forehead, each eye, her nose, and then her lips.

Later that day they headed back to the farmer's market to restock on tomatos. Ziva reached her head up and kissed Tony's neck while he sifted through the heirloom tomatos.

"Vince." The woman at the register screamed. "You owe me 20 bucks. They are together."