THE ANNIVERSARY2
Perry and Della are celebrating their First Anniversary. It is done in typical Mason style. This is my idea of what happened on the orient trip. This is book version, not the TV episode. There is a lot of spice, so if it offends you, you are warned.
Chapter Two
Having run his errands Perry Mason, decided to head for their new home. His initial intention had been to do some unpacking, but the beautiful view in their lush garden, drew him out to the lanai. Settling down with a cool drink, he closed his eyes and began to think back about how he and Della ended up together forever.
A little over a year ago, after rushing from one case to another, he and Della were exhausted. He suggested, to her, they take a trip to the orient, and examine the jurisprudence in other countries. His secretary, had been so excited, and immediately got travel brochures. They had decided on the countries they wanted to visit, and she quickly made reservations. He knew she was afraid he would get mixed up in another case.
Of course, that was exactly what happened. "The Case of the Lame Canary", came along, and it almost caused them to miss their ship. He realized how disappointed Della, would have been, and he wanted to make her happy.
They had raced up the gangplank, and were out of breath, as he put his arm around her waist, and asked if she was happy. Her eyes had sparkled, and her face was flushed, as she assured him she was delighted. He then brought up the fact that, as part of their case, she now had luggage with the initials DM. That was when he proposed for the first time, stating the initials would be right if she became Della Mason.
Della, had refused, saying she did not want to be put in a fancy home while he went on adventures with a new secretary. He had to wonder if she might think he had asked on the spur of the moment. It had been in the back of his mind for some time, but it never seemed to be the right moment to ask.
She did say he could ask again when they stopped over in Honolulu. That hadn't stopped him, as he proposed in Tokyo, Japan, while the cherry blossoms were in bloom, and they visited Mt. Fugi and Lake Ashi, in Shanghai at the Yu Garden, at a stopover in Singapore's Chinatown, during their trip to the Taj Mahal in India, and taking a chartered taxi tour in Yokohama.
The chestnut-haired beauty had been remarkably patient with his impatience. Many times, she just laughed and shook her head. Perry had just about given up when they found themselves on the beautiful island of Bali. They were in adjoining rooms, for propriety sake, but just used the one room.
They had been intimately involved for a while, at this point, for a couple years. When she first came to work for him he had been involved with another woman, although he was attracted to her immediately. When his relationship ended, there had been a few kisses in the office, followed by some heavy necking sessions. Finally, it was several months before they had moved to a full sexual liaison. He would never forget that night.
They had been out on a case. It began pouring down rain and the wind was blowing their umbrellas to the ground. By the time they got to Della's building, she was shivering. He walked his secretary to her apartment, and she insisted he come in, and dry off, while she fixed hot toddies. She hurried to her bedroom to get into something dry, while he hung up their coats, and his suit coat in the bathroom.
Coming out wearing a satin robe in palest pink, he thought she looked beautiful, even with her wet hair beginning to curl around her face. His shirt front was wet and she was concerned he would catch cold. He explained he was fine as she headed for the kitchen.
Perry helped her with the tray, and placed it near the fire he had started while she was busy fixing their drinks. They sat down on the floor, and toasted each other. He noticed she was still occasionally shivering. He put down his cup, and began massaging her arms.
Soon she was unbuttoning his wet shirt, and sliding it down his arms. He leaned down, and kissed her, tasting her lips over and over. Sliding her arms around his neck she deepened their kiss, and opened her lips to his probing tongue. She moaned deep in her throat. He began unbuttoning her robe, and realized she had nothing on underneath.
Sighing, he remembered the vision of her perfect breasts. He couldn't stop himself from stroking the tips until they were hard peaks. Sliding her arms around his neck she pulled him against her, and he knew she could feel his need for her. Della hadn't hesitated as she moved sensuously against him. Her skin felt like silk. Now he was moaning and trying to control himself, so he could slowly make love to her.
They managed to remove their clothing slowly, but as they touched, straining to learn what was most pleasing to each other, their emotions got out of hand. As he stroked from her ankle toward her upper thigh, her incredibly soft skin excited him. Della began to caress him until he had to still her fingers. "We don't want to end this pleasure before we start", he told her.
His intention was to make slow, intense love to this beautiful woman, but their passions once again, got out of control. As she leaned ever closer to him, and her sleek skin touched him in places they had never gone before, Perry began to lose restraint. Placing his hands on her bottom he pulled her into him.
When Della slid her long, shapely legs around him, allowing him access to her inner core, the lawyer pushed inside urgently. They fit together so perfectly, it was the way they danced, in perfect coordination. Somehow, she anticipated his every move as if they had done this forever. He remembered saying, "Oh My God!" over and over.
Their climax had taken them somewhere neither of them had ever gone before. The intensity of the sensations, the sensitivity of their nerves, made it seem as if they were vibrating on another plane. Everything was reactions to an awareness for emotions never felt before. It was as if he were reborn, with feelings he never believed could exist.
Della had looked at him in wonder, as she tried to catch her breath. She slid her hands across his wide chest, down his muscular arms, and took hold of his hands. It took his breath away when she acknowledged she had never felt so complete before. Brushing her damp curls from around her face he said the words he had never uttered to anyone, "I Love You Della Street."
Her eyes were wide as she told him she loved him too, but never believed he would feel the same about her. He promised her that night, that this was just the beginning, he's was hers for always. Tears filled her eyes as she acknowledged his words.
TBC