North Stars
Chapter 7
Mike finished typing the letter to the President and hit send; not wanting to overthink it. It was midnight Sunday night so the President would have his email when he opened it that morning, and Mike finally felt peace.
The girls were both sound asleep and so Mike climbed in next to Christine, hoping to not wake her. Of course, he was not successful and she gave him a sleepy smile. He reached over and gave her a long kiss and cuddled close.
"The President has his answer…or he'll have it when he reads his email in the morning." Mike said.
"And?" Christine asked.
"And you are going to have to put up with me a lot more." Mike said. Christine gave him a shaky laugh before throwing her arms around him.
"I'm so glad. I would have understood if you decided to stay in; but I am so happy." Christine remarked before giving him a long and passionate kiss. There had been kisses but not a lot of passion.
"May I?" Mike asked, pointing at the buttons on her pajama top. He knew he might be pushing his luck.
"Please do." Christine answered. He smiled at her before kissing down her jaw line as he unbuttoned the shirt. Somehow, she pulled his t-shirt off.
"Its been a long time." Mike admitted, suddenly self-conscious.
"It has been for me too, but we'll figure it out." Christine answered. She reached up and pulled his face back down, giving him a long kiss. "Is the door locked?" Christine asked.
"Babe; the kids are grown…or almost in Hannah's case. We don't need to lock the door anymore." Mike pointed out.
"Please?" Christine asked.
"Sure." Mike answered, wanting to humor his wife. She gave him another kiss before he got out of bed. By the time he got back; her pajama pants and panties were off and his boxers joined them. "I love you." Mike said between kisses.
"I love you too." Christine answered. She began kissing down his chest and he groaned at the sensations she was creating with her hand.
"Forgot how good you were at that." Mike remarked.
"Ssh." Christine said.
"Yes, ma'am." Mike answered. He relaxed into the pillows and let Christine do what she wanted. It wasn't like he minded.
Several hours later; she was sleeping with her head on his chest. For being their ages, she was still incredibly beautiful to him. He put the blanket over her naked back; hoping he was keeping her warm enough. For the first time in years; he felt like he might actually accomplish something more than being in the Navy until the day he died. He was being selfish in his decision, but it was for the best possible reason. Christine and his girls deserved to have him there every single day.