Chapter 3
Jessica had decided after her morning fantasy was completed that she would wait a day or two to initiate Seth's fantasy. Not because she wanted to delay it other than to build anticipation for both of them. Yet, she hoped by the time she began enacting his fantasy, he would realize quickly that she was enjoying it as much as he hopefully would, and any anxiety he had felt about it would disappear. As well, she knew him well enough to know that it would be a mistake to try the same day of her fantasy, even if they had the energy, because then he would have suspected she was only doing it to 'get it over with' or because she 'felt like she had to' since he had given her hers.
Nothing could be further from the truth. She was not lying when she admitted that Frank and she had engaged in oral pleasure and had both enjoyed giving and receiving. She had wanted to introduce that in her relationship with Seth but had been hesitant. For some reason, she had sensed that he did not have much experience in that area, and she feared he would look at her differently when he realized she did. She knew that was foolish, but it was her fear.
Neither of them ever spoke in specifics about their sexual relationships with Ruth and Frank. They had existed and they were meaningful and mostly private. Over the two years since Seth and Jessica had begun sleeping together, they had a few brief conversations as needed in generalized terms. Usually about comfort level in what position or degree of touching they each knew they enjoyed. Since Jessica had only ever been with Frank before, it was obvious without saying that all of her experience was with him. Even though Seth had been with other women, both before and after Ruth, none of those relationships were long and he had previously indicated that they were hardly earth shattering or entailed anything he wanted to replicate.
While they did make love several times during the days in between her fantasy and his, it was their usual methods, which had always fully satisfied them both. They were on vacation and both of them enjoyed the added time they had in the bedroom and in this case, throughout the villa, as they had complete privacy to be free with their love.
Two full days after Jessica's fantasy, it had been another lazy day at the villa. They had eaten outside and enjoyed time in the pool. Jessica had continued to skinny dip the entire time they were there, careful to apply plenty of sunblock and stay out of the direct sunlight as much as possible, although Seth usually felt more comfortable in his swim trunks. Actually, Seth much preferred having a cup of coffee in the shade of the trees by the pool, while pretending to read a book, all while watching his gorgeous wife swim laps in the pool while stark naked. If he lived to be one hundred, he hoped he would never forget the memories and images she was giving him this week.
This evening, they had already had dinner and the sun was low in the sky. They had a glass of wine with their meal, but Seth had switched to coffee and Jessica to water. As was becoming her habit, she had slipped out of her sundress right in front of him, revealing she was wearing nothing underneath. He had known she wasn't wearing a bra, as her nipples were outlined throughout dinner and he had been caught staring multiple times, much to her amusement, but no underwear? Would she ever cease to surprise him? He hoped not.
He was reading, while watching her move back and forth along the length of the pool. It was not a large pool, never getting beyond six feet deep, nor was it longer than about twenty feet. But Jessica found it perfect as a delightful way to relax and cool off, without becoming sedentary on vacation.
Jessica stopped to drink some water from the glass she had by the pool. Regarding Seth out of the corner of her eye, she was ready.
"Seth?"
"Hmm?"
He had not looked up…yet.
She swam over to his side of the pool and stood up to her waist, knowing that the water was sliding down her breasts and her nipples were hardening at the change in temperature.
"Seth, darling, will you do something for me?"
That got his attention. He stuttered while raking over her body with his eyes. Instead of speaking though, he nodded dumbly.
"Darling, will you please go and turn the bed down and then go take a hot shower? When you are done, don't bother putting any clothes on. Just go to the bedroom and wait for me."
Poor Seth! He could not speak and even though he never blushed, his entire face became red in seconds.
Jessica could feel a laugh bubbling up inside, but she forced it down. She knew the power she had over him and while this fantasy was going to allow her to be in charge, at least for the first part, she knew by sharing it with her, it made him incredibly vulnerable. She loved him far too much to laugh at his discomfort, even if it was hard not to, especially when he was so cute like he was now.
Instead, she questioned, as she tilted her head, "Seth?"
He startled, still not speaking.
"I love you, darling. Go on, now. I'll be inside soon."
Hoping she eased his fears a little, she watched as he went inside. She would give him ten minutes and then she would go and take a shower and get the chlorine off her body, before she joined him. She couldn't wait.
S/J
Jessica had dried off by the pool and walking through the house, she arrived in the bedroom, just as Seth was settling in bed. She smiled at him, but continued to the bathroom, where she took her own hot shower, enjoying the change in temperature while hearing the ocean below. She stretched and sighed. She hoped that Seth could relax tonight. She knew that helping him to relax and enjoy the experience was probably the most important thing she could do for him.
Stepping out of the shower, she again dried off, putting on lotion, brushing her teeth and moisturizing her face. Inside one of the cabinets in the bathroom, she had hidden a nightie. It was red. Bold red. Mainly lace and see through. She had bought a variety of lingerie since they had been together, but this one she bought more than a year ago with several others and had never worn it. It had been far shorter than the catalog had led her to believe for one, but the other reason was that it felt a bit too much. Jessica usually chose soft pieces that made her feel attractive and sultry, but not a seductress. This felt like one for women that 'mothers warned their sons about.' Maybe that was it, too. It felt young. Or too young.
Oh well. She slipped it over her head and moving her breasts into the almost non-existent cups, she pulled everything in place. Regarding herself in the mirror, she felt a little uncomfortable, but she knew she needed to get past that and fast.
"Listen, Jess, you know how old you are and where the wrinkles, the cellulite, and the spider veins all are. But this is for Seth. And you know him. He is going to like this…" she whispered aloud as she turned in each direction looking in the mirror, "Well, actually, he is going to love it. So, focus on him. Got it?"
Nodding at herself, she felt a jolt of confidence flow through her, and she was ready.
Opening the bathroom door, she entered the bedroom, where Seth was waiting. She smirked as she knew he was nervous, pacing the floor, while wearing his robe, which was loosely tied around his waist.
Going over to the dresser, she lit the candles that she had arranged earlier in the day in a tray of pebbles, as a way to keep them upright and safe. He must have heard her light the match, because as she was moving it over the candle wicks, she heard his sharp intake of breath as he took in her appearance.
"Jess?"
"Hmm?"
"What are you wearing?"
Any insecurity about the lingerie she had, disappeared, as she had known they would.
"Something new. Do you like it?" she asked as she turned to look at him.
She knew he could see every detail of what her nightie did not hide, even though he was on the other side of the room. His bedside light was still on. Walking over to it, she turned it off. The candles gave the room a warm glow, and she could feel his eyes following her movements.
Grabbing two pillows off the bed, she placed them on top of each other on the floor by it.
"Seth?"
"Hmm?"
"Please?" Motioning to the side where she was standing.
He walked over to her, standing right by the pillows, trying to speak, but unable to summon his thoughts. She waited for several moments to see if he would be able to find the words and when he didn't or couldn't, she touched his lips with two fingers.
"It's okay. You want this, correct?"
A look of guilt crossed his face, but he did nod.
She smiled, "I want it, too."
She knew that would get a response and it did when his eyes widened.
"Relax…or at least enjoy this, if you can't relax."
She urged him to sit on the edge of the bed, shifting his legs apart, so she could stand in between them.
The bed was at a good height for her. First, she leaned down to kiss his lips and moved his mouth a part to plunder it with her tongue. She was in charge for now and she would enjoy the feeling of power and her own desire that she was already feeling as it coursed through her body.
She tilted his head back a bit roughly, as she ran her fingers through his hair and leaned her body against his. She felt his hands hold her sides and heard him begin to moan as she knew he was already aroused and helpless at her touch.
While keeping his head back, she could see his eyes were unfocused, as she moved her mouth down his neck, planting kisses along his jawline, down to his shoulders. Undoing his robe, she flung it to the sides, exposing him to her touch. Murmuring her approval, she roamed his chest, feeling his heart pound under her palms. Tugging on his chest hair, she elicited a groan from deep within his body, even as the location where he really craved her attention, she ignored for the moment, keeping him in suspense.
Outlining his nipples with her tongue, she smiled as he continued to groan, but kept his hands in place on her sides. He was already losing control and she was relishing having him under her spell.
Kneeling between his legs, she arranged the pillows to cushion her knees as much as possible, while she rained kisses along his hips and legs, down to his knees and inner thighs. His hair tickled her face, but his woodsy smell was so pleasing to her, that she drank him in.
She allowed herself to moan as she loved him, not trying to hide any bit of pleasure she felt, as she knew he would watch her as much as he could, when he was not writhing under her touch. Her arms were grasping the outside of his thighs as she kissed his body and his hands were on top of her arms, clasping her tightly.
Finally, when she lifted one hand to grasp him, he was already fully aroused and he cried out, feeling her hand enclosed around him. His eyes were closed though and she wanted him to watch her. Moving her hand up and down, she watched him shudder and heard his raspy breathing.
"Seth?"
Pulling his head upright, he opened his eyes to look at her. They were glassy and still unfocused, as she knew they would be.
"Seth, watch me. Alright? I want you to see how much I enjoy this and I want you to have this as a memory forever."
"Are you sure about this, Jess?"
"Shh. Of course, I am. And I hope you will understand how much I want to share this with you, too."
While holding his eyes with hers, she opened her mouth and lowered it on him, using her tongue to glide over his most sensitive skin, as she tried to take as much of him as she could inside her. The moment she made contact, he called out her name, body shuddering, eyes closing and squeezing her arm so tightly, she thought he might leave a mark. But she grinned, knowing it would only get better.
Once he seemed to settle into the sensations, she saw him open his eyes again and watch her. She continued moving her warm tongue and mouth over him, outlining him, learning how smooth and silky he was and how he tasted. She loved this man more than life itself and she wanted him to feel the love embodied tonight in a deeper way. She did not try to hide or smother her own moans and humming sounds that emerged from her body as she pleasured him, knowing that they would drive his own desire and confirm to him her own delight. She varied her movements with her tongue and hand in tandem, feeling him jerk involuntarily, causing her to kick the intensity up a notch. Her own arousal was evident to her, as she shifted a bit on the pillows trying to alleviate some of the intense pressure she felt at the apex of her thighs.
As she took more and more of him in her mouth even to the back of her throat, she felt him move his hand up to her head, stroking her hair. She made sure to keep her head tilted so he could see her mouth and her tongue move over him and she smiled when he groaned again.
He was getting close. She knew. But she wanted to go as long as possible, even as he began telling her to stop.
"Jess, I can't take much more."
"I don't want to stop yet."
"Jessica…"
"Just a little bit longer," she murmured.
She worked him up as much as possible, until she felt his hand grip her hair, pulling it. She knew he was doing it involuntarily, as he would never pull her hair if he had realized, but she was so turned on that it did not hurt.
Leaning back slowly, while using her tongue one last time to glide along his body, she planted a line of kisses down him, before looking back up at him from under her lashes.
His hazel eyes were intense. Had they ever looked that heated before?
Instead of speaking, he pulled her arms upwards, and she climbed onto the bed beside him, moving to grab the headboard for the next part of his fantasy, when she felt him flip her over, before he buried his face between her legs with no warning.
She screamed, "Seth!" She couldn't help it. He had never been so aggressive with her before, but heaven help her, she hoped it would not be the last time. His arms were wrapped around her legs and his hands were on each hip.
Had he said he had never done this before? She knew not to Ruth, but did he have any experience? Because he was acting like a master, as his tongue roamed over her core, causing her cries to increase and her hips to lift to meet him.
She heard him murmur against her, saying her name, even as she was calling out to a deity that may or may not exist. But within the realms of ecstasy, these are the times in life when people are closest to the spiritual somehow.
She was not sure how she could think at all in this moment, even as she knew her thoughts were jumbled and a blur. She raised her head to watch her lover as he made love to her, his salt and pepper head moving over her. She reached with her hand to caress his hair, even as she began to use her other hand to stroke her breast.
He looked up at her, seeing her touch herself and he almost lost it then and there. She was the sexiest creature he had ever seen. She kept surprising him and he adored it.
He knew he was in charge now and he knew how she liked to be touched with his fingers, so he did his best to replicate that with his tongue, watching her chest rise and fall rapidly, as she held her breath often, before letting it out in a rush, as she approached her release.
She looked at him at that moment, and her own blue eyes were as dark as the night sky.
"Are you ready?"
"Oh yes, push me over the edge, my love."
Settling back in, he built her up as high as she could go, before entering her with two fingers at the same time, curling upwards. The combination set her off, as he watched her back and hips rise off the bed, as he continued to put pressure on her heated center.
Screaming out, she tugged his hair and her nipple in her own loss of control, as her body shuddered, ending in a whimper.
Seth was ready to finish this out.
Flipping her over once again, she knelt up at the headboard reaching to hold it with both hands, and he entered her easily and fluidly, hearing her cry once again, but he knew without any doubt it was a good cry. A very good cry.
Moving against her, he thrusted, watching her hands grip the headboard until her knuckles were white. He held her hips in both hands, rocking back and forth, gazing at her creamy skin in the candlelight. The muscles in her upper back were defined, as they were engaged in helping her hold herself upright at the headboard.
She was beginning to tighten around him. He knew it would not take much for her to come again. Reaching around her with one hand, he used his fingers to massage her core, feeling her body shake in reply.
"Oh god, Seth...please…"
Increasing his pressure with both his thrusting and his fingers, she broke apart under his touch, her pleasure released and as she let go, he did as well.
He somehow had the wherewithal to help her shift safely back down to the mattress, before collapsing across her waist.
When their breathing and heartbeats regulated, Jessica got up to blow out the candles and go to the bathroom.
Returning, she had taken off her lingerie and was nude.
"There's my beautiful wife," Seth said, holding the cover up so she could climb in beside him.
Jessica knew he was going to spoon her which she was always happy to do as it would almost guarantee her a restful sleep. But she first wanted a bit of pillow talk where she could see his face.
Rolling to her back, Jessica put her hand on Seth's face, caressing it.
She was not sure what she wanted to ask. Or at least how to ask it. She formed the best question she could under the circumstances.
"Do you still doubt that I wanted to give you pleasure in that way?"
He chuckled, kissing her temple.
"No, Jess, you made it pretty clear that you were enjoying yourself by the buildup to start, all the moaning and humming, and the fact that you didn't stop even when I told you to."
She smirked. Before she could chicken out, she whispered, "For the record, I fully enjoyed your mouth on me."
His body shuddered at her words alone, before he said, "My god, woman. The things you say sometimes!"
She smiled, "But only to you, my love. Only to you."
"I would hope so."
She turned against his body, forming the little spoon, pulling his arm across her waist, sighing as she relaxed against him.
"Jess?"
"Hmm?"
"Thank you, sweetheart."
"It was my absolute pleasure, my darling. And it won't be the last time."
"I don't know how I got so lucky with you, Jess."
"Hmm, I feel the same about you, my love."
Jessica was sleepy and her eyes were getting heavy, but she could sense that Seth was still wide awake.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, Jess. Everything is perfect. I just made love with my wife, the sexiest woman on this earth who is not shy about sharing her body and her heart with me, and now I get to hold her as she falls asleep."
He kissed her neck softly, hearing her sigh.
"I love you, Seth."
"I love you more, Jess."
"Not possible," she murmured.
"Shh, go to sleep."
Burrowing further into his body, she did.
S/J
From that point on, Seth and Jessica allowed their brains to develop new fantasies, ones that were fun and lighthearted, while not being too strenuous as they grew older and worried about hip, knee, and backs aching and hurting. After they would have an idea or perhaps even a dream, they would ponder it and then share it with each other. Sometimes they simply laughed about them, knowing that they would never enact them. But other times, a gleam would come into the eyes of the listener, and the one sharing the fantasy would know that it was only a matter of time before it would become reality.
The absolute trust and respect they had for each other allowed them to make love in ways that were tried and true, showing exactly how well they knew and loved each other. And the fantasies? Well, those added a bit of variety and fun and there is never any harm in that.
Thank you to furthershewrote, KarlieQ, and Deacoco for all your reviews and fun PMs on this one. Hope you enjoyed it!