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Enjoying Married Life.

If you haven't already, you may want to read Ghost of a Chance for character background, but otherwise this story tends to stand on its own. Enjoy.

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Several weeks after the wedding and our honeymoon in Destin, FL, Traci and I were enjoying a nice Tuesday evening dinner together when she reached over and gently held my hand, and asked, "Could I watch you masturbate?"

"Um, OK, is there any particular reason you want to watch me masturbate? I haven't had to do that since we've been together," I replied.

"It has been a fantasy of mine to watch a man masturbate. In trade I'll masturbate for you if you'd like to watch."

"Yeah, I suppose that could be fun. Only one problem though, you're doing a fantastic job of draining my balls and I will need to refrain from love making for several days to get horny enough to masturbate. I mean, I could do it right now, but it would take forever for me to get off, and I imagine that it could be pretty boring to watch. Could we abstain until, say, Saturday afternoon or evening if you are not on-call?"

"Yeah, Saturday would be fine. I'm not on-call this weekend. And I want to watch how you do it all the way through, how you would have done it before we were together," Traci stated.

"OK. In my previous life I would watch some porn to get aroused; perhaps several short videos, edging myself a bit to build to a satisfying climax. We haven't talked about porn yet. How do you feel about it? Obviously, I'm not addicted to porn and if you were to check my internet browser history you won't find anything recent and not much of a variety in subject matter, pretty vanilla in fact. I find you way more exciting than anything on the internet."

"Don't get me wrong, I like occasional porn too. It's part of my masturbation routine as well. I just didn't want you to be shy about whatever it takes to get you off," Traci explained. "Did you use any toys; no, I guess not or I would have come across them by now. If you want to use any, you can use some from my collection."

"Probably no toys this time unless I get stuck and just can't get off, then I may take you up on that offer," I said smiling. "Since we're talking about fantasies, can I share one of mine?"

"Yes, I'd love to hear some of your fantasies."

"Well, someday I'd like for you to blindfold me, tie me to your 4-post bed in the guest room, and have your way with me. Tease me, edge me, use my body to pleasure yourself, face fuck me, fuck my ass, make me beg, cum on my face, make me your bitch for the night. Use me to pleasure yourself. I know that isn't really your sexual persona, but someday if you're feeling especially "bossy" like that night at your town home, I would like to be your submissive for a night. I know I'm usually the more dominant one in our relationship, but surrender can be exciting too. It could even be a last-minute surprise with you supervising my clean out, my wardrobe, etc."

Traci was listening with a sly smile on her face. "I think that could be arranged. Of course, I'd expect you to return the favor at some future date."

After cleaning up from dinner, we spent the rest of the evening in the living room with the stereo on, sitting on the sofa sharing tender kisses and making out to increase arousal, teasing but never getting to the point of climax. In fact, we did the same thing on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday evening, though on Friday evening we did go out to see Emilio and enjoy some fine Mexican food prior to the make out session at home.

On Saturday afternoon we had a nice relaxing lunch by the pool before heading off for the bedroom. I got a couple of towels and the bottle of lube out, along with setting up some internet porn shared from my iPad to the TV. It was pretty much plain vanilla heterosexual stuff, girl blowing guy, guy screwing girl in her pussy or ass, fucking her in between her tits, and such. Anal and vaginal cream pies, cumming on the girl's face or in her mouth. Even one where the girl was pleasuring herself with a fucking machine, with one scene having two dildos attached to the machine's arm, one in her pussy and one in her ass.

At any rate I was laying on my back with my head propped up on a pillow against the headboard so I could see the TV while I stroked my cock, dry initially to edge myself a few times before applying lube and working toward the finish line. Traci sat on the edge of the bed watching, but at this point it was pretty much a CFNM moment. With my free hand I was teasing my nipples and tickling my ball sack.

Once I had applied the lube I became much more animated, stroking much faster and firmer, moaning, panting, commenting aloud; "oh fuck yeah, god that's nice, oh yeah" then a long growling "Fuuucccckkkk" as I arched my back and used my legs to lift my butt off the bed to climax, cum bursting from my cock onto my stomach and chest before collapsing back down onto the mattress. The entire session took perhaps 30 minutes and for the next 5-minutes I was still a bit out of breath.

"Oh wow! That was awesome, babe. It's amazing how intense your orgasm was," Traci said excitedly. "And this is how you'd do it when you masturbated before us?"

"Pretty much, occasionally a quicky in the morning, but yes, mostly like this. I like the build-up to a satisfying climax, so I generally like to edge myself a few times."

"Can we wait until after dinner for me to show you how I did it? If I start now, it will be over in seconds; watching you really turned me on."

"Sure, are you allowed to kiss me now, or will that mess things up later."

Traci leaned over and kissed me, then she worked her way down my chest and stomach, licking up all my seed, before coming back up to kiss me again, sharing some of my cum with me. She went off to the bathroom and retrieved a warm washcloth and wiped me up. I laid there for several more minutes after Traci came back and snuggled up next to me.

"I hope you weren't disappointed in my selection of porn. I chose what I usually watched back before us. You're the first transgender person I've ever been with so I never really watched transgender porn, though I would love to hear some of your recommendations if that's what you like to watch," I told Traci.

"I watch some transgender porn once in a while, but mostly I enjoy porn from the female perspective, whether that heterosexual or transgender I like to watch the woman get fucked in the ass and enjoying it."

After we snuggled for a while, we both took a dip in the pool, before making dinner. After cleaning up in the kitchen, the roles were reversed in the bedroom. Traci did her prep, again choosing her favorite porn, choosing a few toys she wanted to play with, before getting undressed and climbing on the bed. She went ahead and kneeled on the towels she set up on the bed with her ankles spread apart.

While watching a scene of a man fucking a woman in the ass, Traci started caressing her body, playing with her nipples, caressing her thighs, her butt cheeks, her belly and her breasts, but never touching her cock, which was gradually getting harder. She began teasing and pinching her nipples and her hands wandered to her belly. The scene changed on the video to a transgender woman lubing up and sitting on a man reverse cowgirl. At this point Traci lubed her own ass, and one of her dildos she had set aside earlier. It was about 8 or 9 inches long, longer than my 7 1/2 inches, but not anywhere near as thick as my cock, though it had a sizable rim on the 'helmet' and realistic veins along the length. Traci kneeled forward a bit and slipped the head of the dildo in her ass, then kneeled back down allowing perhaps 6 inches of it into her butt, while the base of it rested on the bed. She rose and fell on the dildo, allowing it to fuck her ass in and out, while she continued to play with her nipples.

Gradually over the next 5 minutes or so Traci worked herself into a fevered pitch moaning and whimpering. Finally, after several more minutes she grabbed her cock and started stroking it as she cried out, "I'm cumming." She expelled her load onto the towel in front of her before collapsing forward landing in her cum as the dildo eased its way out of her butt. She lay there panting for several minutes. When she sat back up, she started wiping the cum off her body and licking her fingers. I got off the bed and went into the bathroom and grabbed a warm washcloth to finish wiping up Traci's belly, chest, penis and ass. I pulled the towels from under her and dropped them on the floor with the washcloth.

I snuggled with Traci as she recovered, giving her tender kisses on her body, neck and lips. I did realize something watching Traci masturbate was the method I used to make love to her with caressing her legs, thighs, belly and breasts before touching her cock was fulfilling how she fantasizes about being loved sexually. My technique was a natural fit for how she sees herself when she masturbates.

We lay in bed together watching some of Traci's transgender porn selections while she rested her head on my shoulder and casually played with my cock. "Can I have some of this," she asked coyly.

"Of course, sweetie. Anytime you want, you know short of total exhaustion I won't ever turn you down." Traci kept playing with my cock until it was hard before lubing it and herself and then sliding down on my cock reverse cowgirl so we both could continue to watch the videos. Naturally I was more interested in watching Traci slide up and down on my cock. After several minutes in this position, the video changed to a woman lying flat on her stomach while a man plowed her ass from behind. In that spirit, I picked Traci up and laid her flat on her stomach before sliding back into her butt from behind.

Again, we utilized this position for several minutes until I started to feel my own orgasm approaching, so I pulled out and rolled Traci on her back. I didn't re-enter her right away and she feigned a disappointing groan as I kissed her. After our tongues danced together for several minutes, I moved to kissing her cheek, and neck. I kissed my way down her body, kissing all around but not touching her cock. I worked my way down her legs kissing every inch of the inside of each leg before taking her cock in my mouth. I sucked and licked it as she moaned and whimpered, but not hard enough to get her to climax. I edged her this way several times before lifting her legs to my shoulders and entering her again.

"Oh god," Traci moaned. "That feels so nice."

I screwed her, varying the depth and rolling my hips so it felt different inside Traci's hole. The intensity of her moaning, the clenching of her sphincter, helped contribute to my rapidly approaching climax. I was pounding her faster and deeper, but with full strokes so the head of my cock was hitting her prostate. Just when I was ready to explode, Traci cried out, "Oh god, I'm cumming, ffuucckk, I'm cuuummming!" Her sphincter clenched tight on my cock, and I could feel the pulses of my cock as spurt after spurt flowed through my cock and into her ass.

"Fffuuuucccckkkkk," was all I could say in my orgasmic growl before I collapsed on top of Traci.

She wrapped her arms tightly around me saying, "I love you, oh god, I love you."

We lay there for several minutes together before I rolled off Traci, letting her get a full breath into her lungs. "Babe, I don't know how you do it, but you always think of creative and beautiful ways to make love to me," Traci said quietly. "I'm so glad we're together."

"Traci, I love you. I'm glad we're together too. You make me whole."

We kissed for several minutes before I picked Traci up and carried her into the bathroom. I sat her on the vanity counter while I filled up the jacuzzi tub. Traci got up and used the toilet while the tub filled and when she was done, she joined me in the tub. It was really quite relaxing, enjoying the bubbles from the jets as they massaged our bodies. As we enjoyed the water we kissed and held hands and told each other how much we loved being together. I almost wished the tub was more like a hot tub with a heater because once the water cooled and we emptied some and refilled it with hot water 2 times it was finally time to get out and dry off.

The porn was still playing as we came back into the bedroom, so Traci turned it off. We got into bed, and I spooned her with my arms wrapped around her waist for quite a while until we dozed off.

Waking at 6:30 the next morning, I stepped into the ensuite to pee, while Traci slept. I made her a cup of coffee at 7:15 and brought it in the bedroom to her bedside. When the coffee aroma didn't wake her, I stuck my head under the covers and started licking and sucking her semi-hard morning wood. Traci ran her hands through my hair telling me, "Honey, you need to stop. I have to pee." I gave her cock one more lick before surrendering. I put on a pair of shorts, not bothering with underwear or a shirt; I didn't know what today's plans were other than I was going to do laundry.

After she came out of the bathroom she called out to me in the kitchen, "Thanks for the coffee, babe." I made homemade bacon and cheese bagel sandwiches for breakfast. Sunday was always laundry day for me in my single life, and I carried on that tradition in married life, unless of course, we went away for the weekend. While I was sorting the laundry in the bedroom, Traci came in and jumped on my back, pushing me down on the bed. We wrestled and played tickle for a bit until she got me on my back and pinned my hands above my head. "Don't move," she warned.

Traci proceeded to pull off my shorts and immediately began sucking my flaccid cock. As she always did when I am still soft, she stuffed as much of it as she could in her mouth, but as it hardened, she could only take about half my length due to its girth. "One of these days I'm gonna figure out how to get you in my throat," she said, taking a short break before she started bobbing up and down on my cock.

In reaction to her ministrations, I was moaning and sighing and offering words of encouragement. "God, Traci, you are so amazing. This feels awesome, you're gonna make me cum soon. Where do you want it?"

She didn't answer, she just increased the tempo and the suction, and just a moment later I erupted in her mouth. She tightly wrapped her lips around my cock, and I could feel the pulses of my climax shooting into her mouth. Traci swallowed several times before easing up and started cleaning up my cock, causing my body to shudder from the sensitivity of her actions on the head of my cock.

Standing, she wiped her lips with her hand making sure she got every drop. "You rest, I'm gonna go start a load of delicate's," she said.

While she was gone, I got up and hid behind the bedroom door. When she came in, I jumped out and grabbed her from behind. She squealed as I did, while I spun her around and pushed her up against the wall. Kissing the back of her neck and slowly kissing and licking my way down her spine, Traci moaned with delight. When I got to her butt crack, I licked it while separating her cheeks with my hands. I began rimming her. Traci arched her back pushing her hips away from the wall giving me complete access to her anus. I tongued her hole, making it plenty wet with my saliva before plunging two fingers into her hole.

With my free hand I pulled her cock between her legs almost as she would when she tucks and I began sucking on the head, which was all I could reach in this position. The sounds that came from Traci's mouth while I was doing this were incredible, lots of 'oh fucks' and 'oh my gods' and somethings that just sounded like gibberish. Traci was using her hands against the wall to support herself while I sucked on the head of her cock between her legs and massaged her prostate with my fingers.

In less than a few minutes, Traci's ball sack retreated into her body, and she exploded in my mouth with a shriek that would wake the dead. If the windows were open, the neighbors probably would have come running to see if we were OK. I kept licking and sucking as her body twitched and shuddered. Eventually I slipped my fingers from her ass, and Traci slid down the wall to the floor, landing with her left hip against the baseboard and her right hand reaching for my neck to pull me in for a kiss. "My god, Greg. The things you do to me, the way you make my body quake. You make me feel things I've never felt before. You're so inventive, so imaginative, when it comes to making love. I love you, and I can tell by the way you treat me that you love me too."

"I do love you. More than I can express in words. I just want to keep showing you in every way possible," I sincerely replied. We hugged and spent several minutes kissing until we heard the alert from the washer that the delicate cycle was complete. I helped Traci to her feet, and she hung up her delicate's while I got the next load of regular clothes started. After that, we put on our swimwear and took a dip in the pool.

The next two weeks were extremely busy for Traci as her partner was on a Mediterranean cruise for 10 days. Needless to say, Traci came home exhausted each day, but fortunately they didn't have to put any animals down during these two weeks so emotionally Traci was fine. I kept her fed and we mall-walked like we had since the beginning of the year. We became regulars at the mall after nearly getting run over by a bicyclist riding too fast amongst the walkers at the park. We got to recognize several of the other walkers and even got together with a few for coffee or another beverage at the food court. Those little get-togethers also brought more business for the animal hospital once they found out Traci was a vet. Traci also ended up getting Emilio more business as she would brag about their food and how cool it was having our wedding reception there.

A few weeks later I came home from the post office late in the afternoon after shipping out a repaired locomotive to a customer. I was surprised to find Traci's Rav 4 in the garage as she doesn't generally get home this early. When I walked in the house, Traci greeted me wearing just a matching pink bra and panty she acquired a few days before at Victoria's Secret and a big smile. Curling her index finger to indicate 'follow me,' I followed Traci and her fine butt into the bedroom. "Get naked," she said as she laid on the bed on her back with her head hanging off the edge of the mattress.

After removing my clothes, I stepped closer to the bed. Traci grabbed the back of my thighs and pulled me close, so my soft cock was bumping her chin. Grabbing it with her hand she pulled it into her mouth. The sensations were different because usually her tongue is on the underside of my cock, but in this position, like when we do a 69 together, her tongue was on the topside of my cock creating different sensations for me to experience.

As I got harder, Traci kept pulling my thighs forcing my cock deeper into the back of her mouth. My balls were laying on her nose, covering her eyes. Traci kept encouraging me to push forward as she kept swallowing, causing my cock to slide into her throat. She gagged a few times and coughed up huge amounts of saliva on my cock. For what seemed like a minute or two at a time, Traci pulled me all the way into her throat before pushing me back so she could catch her breath. Traci kept her promise that she was going to find a way to get my cock into her throat after all.

As exciting as this was, I wasn't going to cum any time soon, so after 10-minutes or so of this intense action, I pulled out and, picking up Traci, carried her to the chair in the corner of the bedroom and placed her kneeling on the chair. Pulling the G-string of her thong to the side I pushed my well slobbered cock into Traci's ass. "Oh Yes," she hissed. It felt like she had pre-lubed, but my cock was so wet from her saliva, it was hard to tell as there initially was plenty of lubricant. "Oh, yes. Babe, fill me up."

I kept taking long strokes, varying the speed, and later varying the depth. I knew it was unlikely Traci was going to cum in this position as this angle didn't allow me to apply pressure to her prostate; so after about 10-minutes like this, I pulled out ignoring Traci's protests, picking her up yet again and carrying her to the bed where I laid her on her back at the edge of the bed. After removing her thong and applying more lube to both of us, I put her legs on my shoulders and re-entered her fine ass. I started out slow with long strokes gradually building up my speed until Traci was panting and whimpering. Her ball sack retreated into her body as she thrashed her head from side to side and clenched the sheets in her hands, letting out a long cry as she climaxed and her cum erupted from her cock all over her belly and chest. Her sphincter clenching and her orgasmic cries were enough to send me over the edge, and I made a final thrust as my climax hit, and I flooded her bottom with my seed.

"God honey, that was nice," we said, nearly in unison. For some reason my cock didn't fully deflate like it usually does, so I started slowly pumping her some more. Traci looked at me surprised, "didn't you cum at the same time I did?"

"Yeah, but I'm still sort of hard and not too sensitive yet, so I thought you might enjoy some more action."

"Definitely babe, keep filling me with that fine piece of man meat. I love the way you stretch and fill me."

I kept slowly pumping her ass, and Traci kept squeezing, clenching her sphincter. I wasn't fully hard, nor was I soft, but I was afraid if I pulled out to apply more lube that I might not stay hard enough. So, I squirted some lube on my cock when I pulled back hoping it would help lube Traci when I pushed in. "Honey, let me know if you start feeling dry, I don't want to hurt you."

"I will, just keep fucking me. I'll let you know if it is too much. Right now, it just feels amazing," Traci replied. "Ooo yeah, right there, you're hitting the exact spot. Oh, fuck that's nice."

Keeping the same length of stroke, I gradually started pumping faster until I was pounding her pretty hard. But after 5 or 6 minutes my hips were starting to ache, so I slowed down again, and actually stopped with my cock fully inside of her.

"Let me get on top," Traci said, likely noticing I was tiring. I pulled out and plopped down on the bed. Traci grabbed the lube, applying some to me and herself before sitting on my now fully hard cock. Her cream-pie from the first climax was just starting to leak out but most was contained when she sat on me. Balancing herself with her hands on my chest, Traci started bouncing up and down and wiggling her hips. She was rising almost to the point of my cock slipping out before going back down again. On each down stroke, a small moan escaped her lips, so I knew she was using an angle that allowed the head of my cock to stroke against her prostate. That really was her magic button to gratification without manual stimulation. Traci was only partially hard, and the thrusting was pushing pre-cum through her shaft and droplets were flying randomly over my stomach.

I started to feel my own climax building in my balls. "I'm gonna cum soon."

"Wait for me if you can, I'm almost there myself," Traci said breathlessly. A minute or two later Traci cried out, "Oh god babe, I'm cuming. Cum for me, cum with me. Oh fuck, here it comes."

A weak stream of clear fluid flowed from Traci's cock as I let out a long growl and climaxed spilling my seed into her butt. Traci immediately collapsed on my stomach and chest as I slipped out of her, definitely soft this time. Traci whispered as her cream pie leaked out onto my groin, deflated cock and balls, and ultimately the sheets, "That was new wasn't it. Are you OK? Nothing sore? It sure felt nice."

"Yes, I don't ever remember not completely deflating after an orgasm. Normally I get too sensitive to where you can't even touch my cock for at least several minutes, so staying 3/4 hard and getting harder for a second climax is something new for me. You're not sore, are you?"

"No, I feel amazing, leaky but amazing. Well fucked, if I had to characterize how I feel," she replied.

"I can't remember," I said as I held Traci tightly, "am I making dinner, or are you, and what are we having?"

Traci smiled, "How about if I make the best thing I can make - reservations. But don't let me dose off or we'll end up skipping dinner and going straight to dessert." We lay there together simply holding each other for another 15 minutes before ultimately heading into the shower.

As we dried off after the shower I asked, "So where do you want to go for dinner?"

"We haven't been to Applebee's in half of forever. Why don't we go there tonight and eat something simple? Then we can go by the Ice Cream parlor to get some soft serve for dessert."

"Sold," I agreed. We each shared the blow dryer to dry our hair.

I put on a pair of my nicer 'dress' shorts, tan in color, with a light blue short sleeved polo shirt, and my boat shoes. As I sat on the bed and watched, Traci put on some light makeup, then put on stockings, with the seam up the back of her leg, a lavender garter belt, lavender thong panty and matching lavender bra. Next, she put on a flowery skirt that landed just slightly above her knee and a thin cotton V-necked top with flowers embroidered around the length of the V-neck. She put on the pendant I gave her and of course her wedding ring set. Watching her dress, I know what's in store for later and I thought to myself, 'this woman is gonna kill me, but at least I'll die a happy man.'

"I'm definitely under-dressed," I said after making a soft wolf whistle at what Traci was wearing, "but you are 100% hot."

"Babe, you're dressed fine. In fact, you look great. I just want to make everyone else in the restaurant jealous," she said brightly, blowing me a kiss.

It was a short drive to Applebee's. And Traci and I got the look from other patrons as we were escorted to our booth. Traci had Blackened Cajun Salmon, and I had the Bourbon Chicken and Shrimp. As a change of pace, I had the blue raspberry Lemonade, while Traci had an Iced tea. Dinner was good and we both enjoyed our conversation with the server who was flirting with us most of the time we were there. Not sure if she was hoping to get dirt on our relationship status, aka, she could see we both had wedding rings on, but were we married to each other. We skipped dessert, opting instead for a soft serve ice cream sundae from the joint up the road a piece. After paying our bill and leaving the server a nice tip, we went over to the ice cream parlor where Traci ordered vanilla ice cream with hot fudge. I ordered chocolate with strawberry toppings. Traci ordered lids for our treats, which told me we weren't going to sit in the parking lot to enjoy them as we often did.

"Let's go down by the lake to enjoy our ice cream and see if any boats are out on the lake," Traci suggested. I took the road out of town and about a mile before we got to the turn-off for the boat launch, Traci told me to turn off onto this small dirt road.

Forgetting for a moment that Traci grew up here, I asked, "I'm not familiar with this road, does it lead to the lake?"

"Yes, when I was a teenager, this road led down to the lake where it was a bit of a 'make-out-place'. The kids used to go down here on Friday and Saturday night. There probably isn't anyone down here on a weeknight."

We drove down to the end and sure enough it led to a wider area where perhaps 7 or 8 cars could park with a small beach area right on the lake. There were woods on either side, and although you could see houses across the lake in both directions, there was nothing directly opposite us on the lake except more woods. We rolled down the windows and left the radio on quietly while we enjoyed our ice cream sundaes.

After we finished eating, Traci turned and kneeled on the seat leaning over the console to kiss me supporting herself leaning on the center armrest. With her free hand she started rubbing my cock through my shorts. Expecting something kinky and exciting was going to happen by how Traci was dressed, I got hard really quickly. "Come around to the passenger door," Traci said slyly.

When I got around to that side of the car Traci had the door open as far as it would go and was sitting on a towel she placed on the edge of the floor. She unzipped my fly and fished out my cock from my underwear and immediately went down on it licking, sucking, & stroking it. It felt amazing, but I was nervous. What if someone came along while we were doing this, what if there was a random check by the county sheriff? Traci kept working my cock though and eventually I couldn't hold back any longer. I was thrusting my hips into her mouth, but as usual, Traci held my cock about halfway down the length of the shaft so I wouldn't cause her to gag as I thrust my hips into her face. So, even though this would be my third climax of the day, my cock soon erupted in Traci's mouth as I tried hard not to let loose with my typical growl as I climaxed. She swallowed every bit of what I gave her, though I imagine it was much less than a normal orgasm would be for me.

Traci cleaned me up and tucked everything back in its place and zipped up my shorts. I kissed her and could taste my cum on her lips. I picked her up off the floorboard and sat on the passenger seat. Taking a good look around to make sure someone wasn't approaching, I lifted her skirt, pulled the front of her panty to the side and took her cock in my mouth. Traci let out a moan of surprise and started running her hands through my hair. She was already at half-mast, so it didn't take long to get her completely hard. Using my best technique, I rapidly worked her into a lather in just 4 or 5 minutes. Traci was sighing and moaning; was very fidgety with her hands running through my hair and getting close to climax. In just another minute or two her ball sack retreated, and she started thrusting her hips as best she could from a sitting position and covered her mouth with her hand as she released her seed into my mouth. I didn't swallow but instead pulled my head off her cock as I cleaned her up, stuck my tongue out showing her the cum on my tongue. Surprisingly, Traci grabbed my head and pulled my face to hers for a kiss, sucking the cum off my tongue and swirling it in her mouth before swallowing her own load.

"Traci, you're an amazing lover. You are so damn sexy, so damn hot. I can hardly get over how much I feel blessed with you in my life," I confessed.

"Greg, it's you babe; you're the one who is the amazing lover. The various and creative ways you've brought me to climax just inspire me to want to do creative things like that for you."

We got out of the car, shutting the door and went around the front to lean on the bumper while looking out over the lake. It was cool and a little breezy for a summer evening so the warmth from the radiator felt good on our backs. We were quietly holding hands when a couple in a small sailboat slid by on the water. They waved and we waved back.

We sat there for a while longer, but as it headed toward dusk, the mosquitoes started harassing us so we got back in the car. We shared a few more kisses across the center console armrest before driving home. At home we dropped our clothes on the bed and went skinny dipping in the pool. As always, Traci yelled "the last one in is a rotten egg." Of course, she always beats me to the pool - after all she is thin and limber and fast; me, I'm old and slow.

The following weekend, since Traci had off, I dragged her to a model railroad show/sale in Evansville, IN. It was just slightly over a 3-hour drive for us, so we went on Friday evening after Traci got done at the animal hospital and spent the night in a quaint motel just a couple miles from the Armory where the train show was being held. On the way there, we stopped at a Cracker Barrel for a quick dinner, and in the morning, we had an awesome breakfast at a cool family place called Frankie's. Traci had the French Toast, while I had the Steak and eggs skillet. Traci swore that they had the best restaurant coffee she'd ever had.

After browsing around the train show for a couple hours and finding a couple of rare gems for my layout, we headed out. Traci noticed right away that we weren't going home the same way that we came. That's because I planned a second overnight trip for us to Santa Claus, IN. I even thought of packing a second day's clothing and our swimwear in a separate suitcase while Traci was at work. She was surprised to find the extra suitcase I packed in the back of the car when we got to the hotel.

We stayed at Santa's Lodge, a nice family hotel near the water park. The town is really cool, and we spent the afternoon enjoying the sights and shops in town. We ate a light dinner at the Santa Claus Brewing Company where we enjoyed their tasty lagers with some Reindeer Balls, which are actually just soft pretzel nuggets that are buttered and salted and you dip them in a cheese sauce that comes with the appetizer. The burgers there are very good too.

After dinner, we went back to the hotel and donned our swimwear and went for a dip in their indoor pool and then sat in the hot tub after the kids of some of the other guests arrived and started splashing around in the pool. I knew Traci would want to tuck in such a public area, so I brought one of her bikinis that covered her butt cheeks since they offer more crotch material for her to tuck away her family jewels.

We had a great afternoon and evening, and I think Traci enjoyed the surprise get-away day after the train show. We made slow and tender love that evening in our room before relaxing on the sofa together holding hands to watch a movie on cable. In the morning, we enjoyed a simple continental breakfast offered by the hotel before packing our belongings and heading home. Traci fed the fish as soon as we got home, but they weren't starving as I fed them before we left on Friday evening.

Sunday afternoon we spent doing laundry and snuggling together between loads. I made us smoked pork chops on the grill while Traci made us each a nice side salad to go with. After dinner cleanup, we took a dip in the pool, followed by a shower before bed. Laying together in bed under the sheet with Traci's head on my shoulder, she started kissing my neck while playing with my cock. "I had a really nice weekend. The trip to Santa Claus was unexpected and a lot of fun. Almost all my life I lived in Kentucky and never knew that town was across the border in Indiana." Traci kept playing with my cock and kissing my neck, when she moved down and started licking my nipples. "I want the rest of this evening to be about you," she said. "Just lay back and relax and let me pleasure you."

Traci slid down lower and started kissing my stomach and all around my groin but ignoring my cock other than what she was doing with her hand. Traci threw off the sheet, and after spreading my legs, she kneeled in between them, continuing to kiss me all over my body. Sliding down even further between my legs to where she was lying flat on the bed, she began kissing and licking my balls, gently taking each one in her mouth and giving it a tender suck and a bath from her tongue. Traci licked the fingers of her free hand and started rubbing my anus but not penetrating me. Still ignoring my hard cock other than her gentle stroking, she began kissing and licking the inside of my thighs. For my part, I was moaning up a storm as I couldn't quite get over how sensual this was.

Traci kept up the attention on so much of my body; kissing, licking, teasing, but pretty much ignoring my cock. She licked her fingers again and gently pressed until they slipped into my ass, three I think, right up past the second knuckle. Curling her fingers, Traci began massaging my prostate, which almost immediately set off small shocks to my nervous system. She alternated from rotating massage to direct pressure on my prostate, which gave me a full understanding of why she likes it so much when I fuck her lying on her back with her legs on my shoulders.

"Fuck, Traci, that's amazing," I muttered as she did this. Pre-cum was doing some serious leaking from my cock at this point and Traci got back up to kneel between my legs. As she kept massaging my prostate, she licked the length of my hard cock kissing the tip and wiping my pre-cum off with her tongue. When she did that, I thought I was going to lose it right there. Watching her do all this was better than any porn movie I could imagine. I was really agitated, moaning and begging for her to let me cum. But Traci ignored my pleas and just kept doing what she was doing. Groaning and begging, "please babe I need to cum. I'm going out of my mind here. Please babe."

After another 10 minutes or so, with pre-cum just straight up continuously running out of my cock, Traci finally took my cock in her mouth, while increasing the pressure on my prostate. Licking and sucking on it, but then pulling off to kiss my stomach, before going back to sucking my cock, my head was thrashing about on the pillow and my hands clenching the sheets as I begged for release.

Traci kept edging me 4 or 5 more times, never saying a word, never acknowledging my need to cum, just kept on with the teasing until I couldn't take it any longer. One of the times she went back down on my cock after edging me, without warning I arched my back and cried out, "FFuuucccckkkk" and erupted in her mouth. I don't know how many times I pulsed into her mouth, 5, 6, 7 - who knows, but it was a lot. Traci was swallowing as much as she could, but it was running out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin. Traci kept massaging my prostate and licking the head of my cock as I squirmed on the bed. Finally, I had to use all my remaining strength to push her off my cock as it was simply too sensitive for any more action.

Traci pulled her fingers from my ass and used her other hand to wipe up the cum on her face and lick it off her fingers. As I lay there almost dead to the world, Traci went into the ensuite and got a warm washcloth to wipe up the pre-cum and anything that spilled from her mouth.

"Traci honey, I'm gonna need some time after that amazing performance before I can return the favor."

"No babe, I got what I needed tonight, you just lay there, sleep if you want to. I'll set the alarm for tomorrow morning since I have to go to work. I love you."

"I love you too." That was the last thing I remember before having to get up to pee at 5:30 in the morning. Coming back to bed with still an hour until Traci needed to get up, I spooned Traci. Surprisingly, she was naked; generally, she sleeps in a pair of panties. I reached around and started gently squeezing her semi-hard cock. Traci didn't wake, so I kept at it until she was fully hard. Sliding down under the sheet, I took her cock into my mouth and gently started sucking. This finally caused Traci to wake, and she stroked my head through the sheet as I continued sucking her cock. I was getting hard myself with all this excitement and hearing Traci moan and sigh.

"What a nice wake-up call," Traci said quietly. "If you're up for it, and it feels like you are, I need you inside me," Traci continued.

Reaching into the nightstand, she grabbed the lube and handed it to me. I applied some to her anus, thrusting in and out several times with my finger before applying lube to my cock. Traci wrapped her legs around my waist as I pushed my cock into her ass. "Oh yes," she said with a hiss. Thrusting in and out of her with a steady pace Traci started talking dirty to me before pulling me down into a kiss. Morning breath didn't matter to either of us at this point. Holding on to me tightly, Traci moaned into my mouth, and I felt a wetness appear between our bodies. Traci had quietly climaxed. "Don't stop babe, cum for me. Cum in me, fill me up with your seed. Breed me," Traci encouraged. Knowing by now that I responded well to her dirty talk, it helped me rapidly achieve orgasm as I pumped my load into her.

Traci still had her legs wrapped around me, so before I got too soft and slipped out, I picked her up and carried her to the shower. We still had half an hour until the alarm was set to go off, but I don't think Traci minded the early wake up call. Her cream pie landed on the floor of the shower and her morning pee splashed against the shower wall. All rinsed away with the shower hose sprayer. I washed her hair and used body wash on her soft scrunchie to wash her body as she stood there reveling in the extra morning attention. Traci rinsed and used the conditioner as I washed myself. While we were drying off, I mentioned, "I'm sorry if I fell asleep last night before taking care of you, but your oral ministrations wiped me out."

"Babe, that's what I was trying to do. I wanted you to be exhausted and get a good night's sleep. You didn't seem to sleep well in the hotel bed, you tossed and turned quite a bit while we were in both places."

I didn't know I was tossing and turning. "I hope I didn't keep you up when we were there."

"You didn't keep me up, but in both places the mattresses were bouncier than ours, so every time you rolled over it jiggled the bed which woke me for a couple seconds until you settled back down." Traci continued, before getting out the blow dryer, "By the way, thank you for the wakeup call this morning. It was a very nice way to start the day."

While Traci finished dressing, I made her coffee and toasted her a bagel. I had a bowl of cereal and my usual cup of tea. The rest of the week was fairly normal. Traci was busy at the animal hospital, and I finished a couple of rolling stock weathering projects for some customers. Of course, we made love 4 times that week, after all we're still in the honeymoon phase.

A couple weeks later, we were lying in bed on Sunday night after making love and Traci told me, "You needed to keep yourself cleaned out this week because one evening, I might surprise you." She didn't indicate which, but she said, "who knows, I might even make you wait until Saturday."

On Friday afternoon, she called me and asked if I would grab some Chinese takeout and bring it home for dinner, instead of us going out like we did almost every Friday evening. Anticipating she would be home at her normal time of approximately 5:30, I placed the order online to pick up at 5:30 which would get me home around 5:45, plenty of time to set the table, etc., while Traci changed out of her scrubs.

When I got home, of course Traci's car was already in the garage. I pulled in and carried the dinner in the house. Traci had already changed when I came in and was looking fine. She had on a black leather crop top, a short black leather skirt, peeking below the hem of the skirt were black leather garter-straps holding up black stockings and she had on a pair of black spiked heels. Man, she looked hot. My shorts started tenting immediately. Traci sashayed her hips over to the table by the pool and turned to me saying, "Well, come on bitch, the food is not going to serve itself." I've never seen this outfit before, but I knew tonight was going to be a good night; though I'm still not positive what role play Traci had in mind. While Traci stood there tapping the toe of her high heel on the floor, I hurried to set the table, get drinks, and plate the food.

"General's chicken and pork fried rice - you picked out my favorite Chinese dishes; I bet you think you deserve special recognition for that don't you? Well perhaps later if you continue to be good." We ate our dinner while Traci recounted her day in intricate detail about the two dogs they neutered and how docile they were after. I'm not sure if they really neutered two dogs that day or if Traci was trying to psych me out with the details of what usually happens when a dog gets neutered.

While I was cleaning up after dinner, Traci came up behind me and started rubbing my ass cheeks through my shorts. She didn't notice that I had on one of the thong-pouch underwear that she bought me. "I expect you to be in the guest bedroom within 5 minutes, don't be late."

I quickly finished loading the dishwasher and headed to the guest bedroom. When I went in there the room was empty, but the bed was prepared with a rubberized sheet under a plain white sheet. On each post of the 4-post bed was a sheepskin lined leather cuff with adjustable straps. Several pillows were at the foot of the bed, each covered with a latex-rubberized pillowcase cover. Whatever Traci had planned for this evening; she thought it all the way through.

I didn't hear Traci sneak up behind me. With a swat to my ass cheek, she said, "get naked and get on your knees." I did as she instructed, before she added lifting the front of her skirt, "now, suck my cock, bitch."

She grabbed my ears and started thrusting her hips, face fucking me right away as soon as my lips surrounded the head of her cock. "Ooo, that feels good." However, before she got too aroused, she pulled out, walked behind me and tied a blindfold covering my eyes. "Get on the bed." Feeling around for the edge I did as she instructed. Traci grabbed my left arm, placed and tightened a cuff on my wrist. "Lay on the bed, head up top." Soon she was cuffing my right wrist before moving on to my ankles. After that I felt her climb on the bed, in seconds she was sitting on my chest with her knees on either side of my head. She started bouncing her cock off my lips. "You want to suck this cock, don't you?" Before I could answer she lightly smacked my face. "Don't speak, I don't want to hear your voice right now. Just nod your head yes or no."

Startled for a second, I nodded my head yes. She bounced her cock off my lips a couple of times before saying, "well open up bitch and start sucking." I did and it felt like Traci leaned forward toward the headboard as she jammed her cock fully into my mouth. She knew I could take her smaller cock all the way on the first thrust, so she took advantage of that fact and plunged into the hilt right away, gyrating her hips so my nose was rubbing against her groin, and my forehead against her belly. This went on for a few minutes before Traci got off me and got off the bed.

Quiet as a mouse, Traci moved around the room. Suddenly there was a whooshing sound, and I flinched as I expected to get hit by something. Traci laughed and dragged something that felt like many threads across my stomach. Then the whooshing sound and I flinched again followed by more of the same something being dragged across my chest. Traci laughed again, "Did you think I was going to whip you?" Remembering to remain silent, I nodded my head yes. Again, she dragged this multi-threaded something across my chest. "Well, if I do, you better not cry out, or you'll get even more until you really have something to cry about." Then Traci dragged it across my cock and balls.

All I could figure is that she purchased a 'cat-o-nine-tails', although she knew that neither of us was into receiving pain. I almost used the "banana' safe word, but I decided to trust Traci's good judgement; but let me tell you, being blindfolded and trying to figure out what is touching your skin is quite a feat.

Traci started teasing my cock, getting me fully hard, then she rubbed her 'whip' over my balls again and I started getting soft. When Traci saw this, it became a whole new area for her to torture me. And of course she did.

After a while, she unclipped my left leg from the post, followed by my right leg. Then she bent my legs back toward my shoulders, clipping the ankle cuff to the left wrist cuff, followed by the same on my right side. There was about 12 inches of slack in the connection between the cuffs; enough so I could move my legs a little bit, but not much. Next Traci pushed against my legs causing me to raise my butt off the bed at which point she shoved a pillow under my butt before letting go of my legs.

I'm sure I must have been quite a sight with my legs trussed up, held apart by the links to the cuffs on each post of the headboard. There was that whooshing sound again followed by the imaginary cat-o-nine-tails rubbing against my ass cheeks. Again, the whooshing sound, except this time there was a smack on my left butt cheek. The whooshing sound again followed by a smack to my right butt cheek. These felt open-handed to me, but I couldn't be sure it wasn't a paddle or the back of a hairbrush either.

Soon, Traci changed things up again and I felt cold liquid landing on my ball sack and dripping down on my anus. Traci smeared a good amount around my hole, then I felt something hard, yet slightly supple. It wasn't Traci's cock because it wasn't warm, and I didn't think it was the vibrating butt plug because that was metal, so I figured it was one of her dildos. She rubbed it around the outside of my hole, before pushing just the tip into my sphincter, not penetrating, just stretching. This went on for several minutes, with Traci pushing it in a little bit more each time. Finally, the 'head' of the dildo went in, passed my sphincter, and Traci slid it in all the way. Slowly she started fucking me with the dildo, while stroking my cock. "You better not cum," she warned, "I'll tell you when you are allowed to cum." I was getting worked up, but I was confident that I could hold back, at least for now.

Once I was good and hard, Traci stopped stroking my cock and smacked my right butt cheek with her left hand. Then she switched hands and continued pumping the dildo in and out while smacking my left cheek. The smacks stung, but didn't hurt, and I couldn't imagine they were leaving marks other than some temporary redness.

This went on for several minutes before Traci changed things up again. This time she stood on the bed and stepped between my legs and my chest, then stepped on either side of my head, followed by her kneeling down so her ankles were holding down each shoulder. All at once there was a squirting sound and something cold landing on my cock and stomach. Once in this position, she put her butt right on my face. "Eat your dessert whore," she said as she sat with her anus right over my mouth. I was greeted by a mouth full of whipped cream, which she must have put between her cheeks when she was squirting it on my cock. I immediately went to work licking the whip cream from her hole. I did that for several minutes before Traci leaned forward, stuck the whipped cream nozzle in my mouth giving it a squirt before replacing the nozzle with her cock. "Suck it you cum slut," she ordered. I did, as she took my cock into her mouth, licking the whipped cream off my cock and groin area.

With all this play I was starting to lose control. My breathing became irregular and haggard and just when I thought she was going to let me cum, she stopped. Traci pulled out of my mouth, climbed over me and walked to the end of the mattress. I felt her kneel behind me and she started rubbing her cock on my hole. While she was doing this, she started stroking my cock with her other hand. Making sure both my ass and cock were properly lubed; Traci pushed her cock into my ass. I let out a moan as she entered me. Traci started pumping in and out of me all the while stroking my cock focusing especially on the ridge of the helmet of my cock. I knew I was supposed to be silent, but I couldn't help it. This all felt so good, I let an, "oh god yes!" escape from my lips and got a smack on my ass. "Oh fuck," another smack, another "oh fuck yeah," and another smack. Meanwhile Traci is steadily fucking my ass and stroking my cock, her movements in sync together.

I noticed Traci's breathing was getting ragged too. It was quite a cacophony of sound, me unable to keep silent any longer as I approached my climax, Traci smacking my ass for every peep that I uttered, the sloshing sound of her fucking me and the sound of her stroking my cock in time.

"Traci, I'm gonna cum, I can't hold back anymore."

"The cum now, my little cum slut, cum for me."

I blasted what felt like a huge load on my chest and stomach. Traci kept stroking me as she continued to fuck my ass. It was too sensitive, but there was nothing I could do about it but beg her to stop. She didn't. Small explosions were going off in my head. I was lightheaded, my chest was pounding - I was sure I was going to have a heart attack. Suddenly Traci cried out and her cock erupted in my ass. When she climaxed, she let go of my cock so she could catch her weight on my chest before she collapsed. As she started to recover from her climax, she pumped a few more times in my ass before she got too soft and slipped out of me.

At this point I thought the fun was over, but Traci took the metal butt plug and stuck it in my ass trapping her load inside me. Using her phone app, she turned the vibrations on low before going into the bathroom and I presume cleaning herself up. When she came back, she pulled the pillow from under my butt and unclipped both of my legs and allowed them to lie free on the bed, though the cuffs themselves were still around each ankle. My arms were still attached to the posts on the headboard. Traci lay next to me with her head resting on my chest and tickling my nipples with her fingers.

I was still struggling to recover from the stroking she inflicted on my spent cock after I climaxed. She started wiping the cum off my stomach and chest and feeding it to me from her fingers. Once she was satisfied that I had eaten enough of my own cum, she rubbed her hand in the remainder and used it as additional lubricant on my cock. She was trying to get me hard again and it didn't take too long until she did. Getting off the bed she clipped my ankles together, it felt like there was only about 6 inches between them like this. She climbed back on the bed straddling my hips and slid my hard cock into her ass.

"OK my little fuck toy, this is my time now. Don't you dare cum unless I tell you too. And as someone once told me, you cum when I cum, or you cum when I come back." With the ground rules established Traci started riding up and down on my cock. My big concern at this point was not that I wouldn't last, but that I might last too long, and she may cum before I was ready.

Traci had a slow and steady rhythm to her movements. This was great for me as it allowed me to build toward a climax with her. The butt plug vibrations were still on low, so that helped in driving my desire to climax. However, if Traci went too fast in her movements, I would never catch up. At times, Traci would lean back bracing herself with her hands behind her on my knees, and other times she would lean forward bracing herself with her hands on my chest. I knew that when she was leaning back, she was stimulating her prostate a lot more and when leaning forward it was minimal stimulation.

Traci's hot button is her prostate and if she stimulates it too much she will go off like a firecracker. At times, Traci quit riding up and down all together and just began twerking on my cock front to back, not changing the depth. Whether she knew it or not, this helped me catch up. When I started breathing harder and quietly moaning with my mouth closed, Traci picked up the pace, leaning back supporting herself with her hands on my knees pumping up and down, up and down. "Oh god babe, I'm gonna cum. Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Oooohhhh ffuuuuccckkkk," Traci cried out as she climaxed all over my stomach. Within seconds of her eruption, I climaxed too, letting out a long groan.

Struggling to regain her balance, Traci collapsed onto my chest, resting her head on my shoulder as I slipped from her ass. Traci started leaking almost immediately as her sphincter hadn't fully closed yet. We didn't care though because she put down some mattress protection before this evening started.

As Traci's breathing returned to normal, I could tell she was starting to get dozy. "Traci, hon, can you release my arms, they're starting to get sore from being stretched out for so long. And while you're at it, you can turn off and remove the butt plug."

"Oh god yes; I'm sorry I almost completely forgot. Actually, I was wondering why you hadn't wrapped me up in your arms like you usually do. Well duh!" Traci freed up my arms and removed the cuffs from my wrists and legs, removed the butt plug and took the blindfold off.

"Sweetie, do you want to sit in the jacuzzi or jump in the pool," I asked as we rested and recovered?

"Let's do the jacuzzi."

"OK, a couple questions if you don't mind sharing your secrets?"

"Sure, what do you want to know?"

"One, what was making the whooshing sound, and two, what were you using for a whip?"

Traci jumped out of bed and grabbed a child's whirligig and swung it through the air making the whooshing sound. "Some kid was running all around the dollar store with one of these making a whooshing noise and annoying customers." Then she plopped a little string mop with a 12- or 15-inch handle on my stomach. You know the type, like one would use cleaning glass wear while doing dishes by hand. "I figured both would make excellent torture devices for someone blindfolded who was not able to identify common devices by their sound or feel."

"Well in my blindfolded paranoia, I was convinced you went out and bought a 'cat-o-nine-tails', but I decided you already knew my limits and I trusted your good judgment. It really does demonstrate how losing one of your senses can force the mind to run wild trying to anticipate the next sensation."

The two of us spent the next 45 minutes enjoying the jacuzzi tub, letting out some water when it got cool and refilling it with hot water to keep the chill away. While it seemed like it was much later, it was actually only quarter past nine in the evening. After drying off, and with Traci wearing one of my tank tops like a dress and me in just a pair of gym shorts, we retreated to the living room sofa with a couple of beers and while holding hands watched the last hour of a Hallmark murder mystery.

Reflecting on the evening's festivities some more I told Traci, "I love you. What you did tonight was really quite incredible. The way you planned it, dressed for it, purchased fun toys and equipment to enhance it was awesome. It was quite an experience and left me completely drained and emotionally satisfied. I hope it was as much fun for you."

"Yeah, I got a real kick out of thinking up the plan for the evening and acquiring the instruments of 'torture.' Although I don't think I'll ever wear the crop top in public, I really like the leather skirt and would wear it in public without stockings since the skirt is pretty short. Wearing it with sandals and a nice silk top would be pretty sexy, I think. I'll need a fuller panty so I can tuck, and I would go braless letting the silk tease my nipples. Would you like that?"

I leaned over and kissed Traci. "Damn straight I would like it. I love the way you think, always trying to look so damn sexy. A deliberate tease, but still with me knowing the mysteries underneath. You fire my imagination and make me want to always earn your love and affection. I know you love me by the way you treat me; and I love you too," I rambled on between tender kisses.

As we continued exchanging tender kisses, I started teasing Traci's nipples through the tank top. When they were standing completely erect, I kissed Traci's neck and reached down to caress her thigh. Working my way up to her cock, I found it was still soft. I started playing with it, squeezing and stroking it but it didn't respond. Traci explained softly, "Babe, if you need to cum again, you can have me, but I'm pretty much done for tonight. It's been forever since I've cum three times in one night and I don't think I have another one in me tonight."

"No worries, I was teasing to let you know if you needed more, I'm available for you. It's getting late, we can simply head to bed if you want." Traci agreed and we headed into our bedroom to sleep.

In the morning while enjoying a homemade breakfast pizza of scrambled eggs, cheese sauce, shredded cheese and bacon bits Traci asked me about the upstairs bedrooms. "We have the two empty bedrooms and the loft area upstairs. I was thinking we could get some furniture for the loft area. There is so much natural light there from the window and the skylight, I think it would be a great place for reading, especially for me to keep up with my veterinary journals."

"That sounds great, Traci. What are you thinking of for furniture?"

"Well, I was thinking of a couple of shelves for books and perhaps a nice chair or two. You could even move some of your modeling books and magazines up there as your shop area is getting a little out of sorts downstairs."

"I really need to see if the library would like a regular donation to their periodicals department to get rid of some of my monthly magazines. They are out of control down there." I went on, "so what do you say after we clean up from breakfast, we go furniture shopping. There's a couple of shops downtown, plus there is that Amish place over at the flea market."

While I loaded the dishwasher, Traci went into the ensuite to get ready. She fixed her hair and put on the lightest level of make-up. She was coming out as I went in to run the shaver over my mug, brush my teeth and comb my hair. When I came out, Traci was coming out of the walk-in closet wearing the leather skirt from last night, a ruby red silk shirt tucked into the skirt and her brown strappy flat sandals. 'Fuck, this woman looks amazing,' I thought to myself. 'She is so damn sexy; and she will ultimately kill me in bed.'

I guess I stared too long. Traci looked at me funny, asking as she twirled, "I checked the skirt, and I didn't see any marks from last night. Did I miss something?"

"No, love, you look amazing. You're going to have the furniture salesmen falling all over themselves to help us."

Traci lifted the front of her skirt to reveal a ruby red pair of panties. "Do you think if I sit in a chair, ala Sharon Stone, and keep crossing and recrossing my legs they'll give us a better deal?"

"Without a doubt, I would if I were the salesman," I replied. Even though it was summer and a pretty humid day, I put on a pair of jeans and a light-weight button down short sleeved shirt, along with my boat shoes.

Off we went, stopping first at the Amish store at the flea market. Traci found a small oak table that had one shelf that she thought might work between the chairs she envisioned, but she wanted to figure out the chair selection first, so we told the gentleman we would likely be back after Traci identified the chairs she wanted. While very nice, the chairs they had were more along the lines of dining chairs and rockers, than comfortable padded reading chairs.

So off to the furniture shops downtown. In the first place we stopped, Traci found two nice, overstuffed high-back armchairs in a light blue floral pattern that she really liked. Keeping those in the back of our minds, we went looking at shelving units in the same shop. That's when we were ambushed by the salesman. "How can I assist you today?"

Traci flashed him a smile and said, "we're looking for a nice shelving unit to go with the chairs I just spied over there," pointing in the direction of the chairs. "We'll come find you when we're ready." Pretending not to notice, I caught the guy checking out Traci's legs as we walked away.

"Wow, you shut him down fast," I quietly asked?

"He's a pig," Traci said quietly, "he didn't recognize me, but my partner and I had to take his dog away from him three years ago for abuse. I reported him to the sheriff, but I don't know what the outcome of the investigation was."

"Would you rather leave," I asked?

"No not yet, let's see what they have for shelving units first."

Traci found a two-stage shelving unit she really liked. It had chrome metal legs with onyx black shelves. Two shelves on the left half and four shelves on the right half. There was tiny LED strip lighting laid into a groove on the underside of each shelf. Traci also picked out a table lamp for the table she liked at the Amish store. About that time another younger saleswoman came over to talk to us. I mentioned that we had already been talking to another salesman. She replied that he told her he was going to lunch and that she could take care of us. He told her he didn't think we were going to buy anything anyway.

Traci started chatting up the saleswoman who introduced herself as Shelby. It turns out Shelby is the owner's daughter and was working her way through college by helping in the store during summer break.

"Is the gentleman we were talking to earlier the owner," Traci asked.

"Oh, heck no," she replied, "I'm not sure why my father keeps him on. He's a creep if you ask me." Traci liked this girl's moxie. "By the way, I love your skirt and blouse combination."

"Well, thank you. Let me show you what we've picked out," Traci said smiling. We showed her the shelving unit, the table lamp, and the two overstuffed chairs. "Are these items in stock or are we purchasing the floor models?"

Shelby typed on the computer for a few minutes before answering, "we have all these items in stock in our warehouse. The only take away item is the table lamp. We don't warehouse those."

"Great, when can we schedule delivery?" We gave Shelby our street address and she looked up the delivery schedule on the computer.

"We can deliver them on Tuesday afternoon between 1 and 4 PM, if that works for you."

Traci looked at me as I nodded and responded, "That will be perfect." We settled the bill, almost $3,100 with tax and delivery. Shelby packed up the table lamp in a box and we got ready to leave the store. We each shook Shelby's hand and Traci added, "Thank you, it was great working with you Shelby. By the way, what are you going to school for?"

"Veterinary medicine," Shelby replied, "but my father wants me to take over the store."

Traci smiled and pulled out one of her business cards and handed it to Shelby. "If you decide veterinary medicine is the career for you, come see me when you graduate."

"Oh wow,' Shelby exclaimed as she looked at the business card. "Yes ma'am, I will."

"Call me Traci; I'm not a ma'am; and this is my husband, Greg." We shook hands again and left the store with our table lamp.

We stopped on the way home at the flea market and bought the oak table to go between the chairs. Since it would easily fit in the back of my Honda Pilot, we took it with us. Once home, I carried the table up to the loft area at the top of the stairs. Traci paced off the area visually measuring things and had me put the table slightly off-center of the window. "One chair here, the other there, and the bookshelf over against that wall," she said quietly out loud to herself as she made a mental note of where she wanted things.

Traci rounded up a table cover she had in the linen closet, while I got the lamp from the car. I also managed to round up an LED bulb and lamp timer and brought it to the loft area to set up. Traci stood back admiring the lamp and table and envisioning the chairs and bookshelves in place once they arrived. I told Traci I would stop at the hardware store and get a second lamp timer for the shelf lighting. I was standing on the top step when I turned back to see Traci still picturing in her mind how great this was going to look. I knew it would work too because Traci has a great sense of style.

Traci turned and wrapped her arms around my neck. With one step difference in our two heights, she was almost as tall as me now. She ran her hands through my hair as she came close and kissed me passionately. "This is going to look so nice once the furniture is in place. Thank you honey, this was really generous of you to buy this for us. I love you." With that, Traci pulled me down on the carpeted floor of the loft. "Greg, I'm so lucky to have you in my life. I love you so much, more than you could ever know in words." We kissed for several more minutes.

"Traci, I feel the same way about you. All the years of traveling for work led me into some nice relationships, but none has touched my heart the way you do. I love you. I think about how random it was that we met. If one of us procrastinates going to the post office, if one of us gets stuck at an extra traffic light or is delayed in traffic, we might never have met, especially since I didn't have a pet at the time and had no reason to come to the animal hospital. It was a random chance we met, and even more random that our personalities meshed so well. So many things could have gone wrong to screw this up; I could have only been interested in a CIS woman, our age difference could have been a definite no for you or for me, your parents could have hated me and worked to keep us apart. Heck, if you simply minded your own business when some old guy in front of you in line mumbled to himself, we would have never talked or found each other. So many things fell into place for us to happen, and I feel blessed to be with you."

We hugged and kissed for several minutes before heading back downstairs. We went into the kitchen, ostensively to make lunch, but instead I picked Traci up and sat her on the island countertop. I pulled her face close to mine and kissed her, our tongues tangling for possession of the other. Tilting her head back I kissed her chin and down her throat, nibbling on her neck as I went down, unbuttoning her blouse as I went along. Traci was indeed braless, and her nipples were firm. I suckled on them as she held my head in place, caressing my hair.

Reaching behind Traci, I unhooked the catch for her skirt and pulled the blouse out of its tucked position in the waistband of the skirt. Reaching back up to her shoulders I pushed the blouse off her shoulders and down her arms, ultimately taking it completely off her and tossing it toward the kitchen bar stool. I kept kissing and sucking on her nipples to Traci's moaning admiration. Traci used one arm behind her to keep her balance as I kissed my way down her chest and belly while Traci cradled my head with her other hand. When I couldn't kiss any lower, I started tugging on the waistband of the skirt until Traci lifted her hips and allowed me to slip the skirt down her legs.

While down near the floor removing her skirt, I also removed her sandals and began kissing my way up her legs, starting with nibbling on her big toe. Traci hissed, "Oh my." as I did this and I continued up her right leg and back down her left to her big toe, taking another nibble when I got there. An "oh fuck" escaped Traci lips, followed by a plea to remove her panty. She had been tucking, and her cock was caught and getting harder.

Pulling on the hem of her panty I slid it down her legs. When it fell off the left leg, I took her big toe in my mouth and sucked on it like a penis, licking and getting it wet with saliva. Switching legs, I did the same to her right big toe. Traci was moaning like crazy and eventually laid back on the countertop as her cock sprang vertical from between her thighs. Kissing my way up her leg as I grasped her cock in my hand and started stroking it, Traci moaned, "Oh god, please stop teasing me. I want to cum."

When I got to the top of her thigh. I gave her cock a long lick from the balls all the way to the tip. Pre-cum was already collecting at the tip and I licked it off causing Traci to shudder. Retreating from the tip as Traci whimpered in frustration, I started tugging at her ball sack with my lips. Scraping my teeth over the skin of her sack, I gently took her small sack in my mouth and began licking. Traci started caressing my hair again, running her nails against my scalp as she moaned my name out loud. "Greg, please babe, please." Knowing what she wanted, I moved up and took her hard cock's length into my mouth. While licking and sucking her cock, I started tickling her ball sack, which retreated into her body as her moans and cries grew larger.

Traci continued to caress my head as she gripped the edge of the countertop with her other hand and placed her legs on top of my shoulders squeezing my neck between her thighs. As I tickled her ball sack, I used my thumb to press against her tight hole, just rubbing, not trying to penetrate. Traci started jerking her hips and let out a long "Ooohhh fffuuuucccckkk!" before reaching climax in my mouth. It was a pretty good-sized load despite how busy we were the night before and I swallowed as much of it as I could with just a little bit leaking down on my chin. Traci's body shuddered and jerked as I cleaned her softening cock before trying to push my head away with her hand. She pulled her legs back and curled up into a fetal position for a minute.

"My god, that was an intense orgasm," she croaked before looking over at me. She sat up on the countertop and said "come here" as she reached out to wipe off the drip of cum from my chin and suck it off her finger. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. "Old man, I love you. I love what you do to me. I love the way you make me feel and I love the way you make love to me." Traci continued, "you even sucked on my toes, who does that other than someone who loves me." Traci paused for a few seconds, "thank you for loving me the way you do."

On Monday morning while Traci was at work, I went to Hobby Lobby and bought some silk rose petals. On the way back I stopped at the liquor store and picked up a bottle of Jose Cuervo Strawberry Lime Margarita mix along with some Jose Cuervo Tequila. While there, I bought some pink colored sugar to rim the margarita glasses. I hid all these items away in the back of the pantry for my Tuesday plan.

I made sure Traci understood that she needed to let me know if she was going to be late on Tuesday as I was making something special and the timing was critical. She looked at me a bit puzzled, but said she would call if she was going to be late. To make sure she didn't sneak out early I spoke to Amanda at the Animal Hospital and told her I had a surprise planned for Traci and needed to know if she left early. She agreed to call me if Traci left early.

On Tuesday morning I went by the floral shop and picked out an arrangement of flowers in a smallish vase that would fit on the table that the table lamp was sitting on. I didn't want the bouquet to be too big where it dominated the table scene. The furniture delivery truck arrived just prior to 1:30 along with a small car. Shelby was driving the car; apparently, she wanted to make sure everything was perfect with the set up. I welcomed Shelby and the two delivery men in the front door and showed them where everything was supposed to go in the loft area. The chairs were easy for them, the shelving came in a flat-box, and they had to assemble it.

Shelby sat with me in the living room and talked with me while they worked. Apparently, the other salesman, the one Traci didn't like, and that Shelby thought was a creep, came back from lunch after we left and had a conniption fit that we bought so much stuff and that he should get the credit for the sale since he spoke to us first. He was really giving Shelby a hard time about it unaware that her father was upstairs in the office doing paperwork and could hear his ranting. Anyway, that salesman got fired for his trouble once the owner heard how the situation went down. We both got a good chuckle about what happened. After a few quiet minutes as the delivery guys were finishing up, Shelby asked me if the owner of the Animal Hospital was Traci.

"Yes, she is. She is a partner there with one other veterinarian. I think they've been there for 7 or 8 years now."

"I've driven by the place many times, but we live on the north side of town and take our two dogs to the vet on that side of town," Shelby confided.

Laughing a bit, I added, "Don't worry Traci won't hold that against you. She'd be more upset if you had pets and didn't get them checked out regularly and make certain they got all their shots. She was sincere when she told you to contact her when you graduated from Veterinary School. You should also call her if you need any intern hours in order to get your degree. I'm sure she can find a way to make that happen too. She really is very supportive and genuine in her desire to pay things forward and to assist the up-and-coming animal doctors in this area."

"All finished," came the call from the loft, so Shelby and I went up to see the progress. Everything was perfect. I gave the two workers a twenty and told them to grab a nice lunch from Traci and me. They tried to object, but I insisted and thanked them for their hard work. They collected all their tools and trash from the unpacking and put it in the back of the truck before leaving. Shelby spent a few extra minutes smoothing the fabric on the chairs and making certain everything was perfect before heading out the door to her car.

As she was stepping out onto the porch, she turned and said, "thank you Mr. Brooks."

"You're welcome. It's Thompson, by the way." Shelby looked at me funny, so I continued, "Traci founded the Animal Hospital before we were married under her maiden name, so she kept her maiden name after we married because that's what everyone knows her by."

"Ahh, that makes sense. Well thanks, Mr. Thompson. Please keep my dad's store in mind if you ever need more furniture."

"We absolutely will. Have a great afternoon." Shelby got in her car and drove off waving to me as she pulled away.

I still had 3 1/2 hours until Traci came home, so I had plenty of time to put my plan in place. I retrieved some of the books Traci had stored in a box in the garage and put them on the bookshelf. I also got a few of my historical railroad books to put there too. While I was downstairs, I took a bit of cardstock and cut it in the shape of a book marker and cautiously glued some of the silk rose petals to the length of it and set it aside to dry. Then I went into our bedroom and got the novel Traci had been reading from time to time when she couldn't doze off right away and took it up to the table between the two chairs and placed it next to the flower vase. The only thing left was to place the book marker in the book once the glue dried and make a line of rose petals from the garage door up the stairs to the loft.

Downstairs on my computer I designed and printed out a small sign that said, "Follow the Red Petal Road"; a take-off on the Wizard of Oz, one of Traci's favorite classic movies. I taped the sign to the door so Traci would see it when she got out of her car and before she entered the house. With an hour to go I quickly jumped in the shower, shaved my face, and dressed in the Safire blue pouch thong underwear Traci bought me before we married, a pair of khaki-colored shorts, a brown polo shirt and my moccasins.

At 10 past 5, I checked the bookmark I created, and it was dry, so I carefully placed it in the book on the page where she previously had used a slip of paper as a bookmark. I was careful going up and down the stairs to not disturb the line of rose petals.

At 5:20, my cell phone rang. It was Amanda, Traci was just leaving the animal hospital. That gave me 10 or 12 minutes to make the margaritas and carry them upstairs before Traci got home. The directions were easy to follow. I used a cut piece of lime to moisten the rim of the glasses and after spreading some of the pink sugar on a saucer, I rolled the outside of the rim in the sugar. Then using the blender, I took some crushed ice from the refrigerator, the strawberry margarita drink mix and tequila and blended it all together, carefully pouring it in the glasses. I stuffed a couple of cocktail napkins in my pocket and cautiously carried the margaritas upstairs and set them on the table. I sat in the chair furthest from the bookshelf and waited.

Traci came in the door, right on the dot at 5:30. She was holding the sign in her hand and called to me, "what's all this?"

"Follow the directions on the sign," I called back.

Following the trail of rose petals, Traci walked over to the base of the stairs, looked up and laughed. "The furniture arrived as scheduled?"

"Indeed, now follow the Red Petal Road."

Traci smiled as she came up the stairs, careful not to slip on the rose petals. "What is all this?"

"Presenting your new reading area, madam. Sit down and relax and enjoy your margarita."

"This is so sexy, but I'm still in my scrubs."

"I don't see any pet stains on them, and I don't think your new chair will care if you're in scrubs or jeans. And personally, I think you look extremely sexy in your scrubs." Traci smiled as she sat down, picked up her drink, we clinked glasses and we each took a sip. The margaritas weren't half bad, and Traci agreed.

"Old man, you never cease to amaze me. I love you."

"Well, when you've had a bad day at work, you have another place you can go to unwind."

We sat and enjoyed our drinks. Traci fawned over the book selection I put on the shelves and the handmade bookmark in the novel she was reading. I told Traci how Shelby came out with the delivery guys to make sure everything was perfect. I relayed her conversation with me about the other salesman getting fired. I also told Traci about how Shelby was asking if you really owned the animal hospital and I confirmed you did. She thought because they live on the north side of town and use the other vet's office that you might hold it against her, and I explained that you would not, that you'd be more upset if they didn't visit a vet to have their pets checked out regularly. I told Traci I believe she will call you when she graduates, and I told her to call you if she needs intern hours for graduation, that you might be able to help with that too.

Traci was pleasantly surprised that Shelby came to the house to make sure everything went well. She was pleased and impressed with the personal follow-up.

When we finished our drinks, I asked Traci, "do you want to relax up here while I go prepare something for us to eat?"

"No, actually I want to go change out of these scrubs, take a quick shower, and then I want you to make love to me. Dinner can wait, can't it?"

"I haven't even started anything yet. I was just planning some of the leftover grilled chicken I made on the grill the other night over a bed of romaine with ranch dressing and some crusty rolls. But trust me, I'm all for having dessert first."

"Give me 15 minutes, make me another drink and meet me in the bedroom."

I made two more margaritas and was sitting on the side of the bed when Traci finished her shower and blew dry her hair. She came out of the bath with just a towel wrapped around her, her hair all fluffy from the blow dryer. She sat next to me on the bed. "You're seriously over dressed," she said after sipping her margarita. I stood up to put my drink on the nightstand and kicked off my moccasins before getting undressed. "Come over here and let me help with that," Traci cooed.

Right away she pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it across the room. After rubbing my nipples and kissing my chest, she reached down and unbuttoned my shorts, pushing them down to the floor. Seeing my underwear, she rubbed her face against it saying, "look who's all nice and sexy now." Sliding her hand down between my thighs, Traci gently squeezed my balls through the pouch, she continued as I moaned slightly, "and it feels like there is a considerable load here that needs to be released."

Grabbing the side of the waistband, Traci inched down my underwear revealing my semi-hard cock, grasping the head between her lips as the underwear went further and further down off my hips. "Oh my," I breathed as she licked the tip and sucked much of my length into her mouth hands free while pushing the thong far enough down my thighs until gravity took over and it fell to the floor. Traci grabbed my butt cheeks in her hands and pulled me closer, trying to get as much of me into her mouth as she could before I became too hard for it to fit. Several times she gurgled and slightly gagged as I got harder and was hitting the back of her throat.

With one hand gently probing my rear entrance, Traci wrapped the other around my cock so she could bob on it without hard gagging. The gurgling and occasional gagging sound coming from her mouth as she fellated me were almost as effective on my psyche as when she talks dirty to me, and I became very animated, moaning and thrusting my hips. The partial gagging sounds, coupled with the incredible amount of saliva on my cock and running down her chin brought me to the edge rapidly and I cried out, "oh god baby, I'm gonna cum." Seconds later I roared with a long "ffuuuccckkk!' as I climaxed. Traci pulled my cock from her mouth, and I shot my load all over her face as she jerked my cock. After 4 or 5 good shots to her face, she stuck the head of my cock back in her mouth, licking the head until I was too sensitive to go on and started to back away. Traci leaned forward keeping my cock in her mouth as long as possible until I got out of range.

As I staggered back to the bed on my weak legs, Traci went about wiping the cum off her face and licking it off her fingers. That was our first facial. "My god, that was fun," she said.

"And unexpected," I added. "We've never done that before."

"You didn't mind, did you," Traci asked, "Your climax seemed as strong as any other."

"No, hon, I didn't mind. Just surprised, I thought maybe you weren't into that, though we never really talked about it. Did you enjoy doing it?"

"Oh, of course, I wouldn't have done it if I didn't like it, unless you asked or forced me to. I love having you cum in my mouth, and I love the taste of your cum. I'm just adding some variety to our love life. Don't go anywhere, I'm gonna go wash my face; I'll be right back."

I moved and repositioned myself, so I was leaning against the headboard sipping my margarita when Traci came back. She climbed over me, so she was in the middle of the bed and I handed her drink to her. Traci took a couple sips, then yelled, "brain freeze." Taking another mouthful of frozen margarita, Traci handed me her drink and proceeded to grab my cock and shove it in her mouth.

"Dick freeze" I yelled as Traci used her mouth full of the frozen margarita to squeeze and manipulate my cock.

Stuffing the fullness of my cock in her mouth, Traci stuck out her tongue and did her best to lick my balls with a mouth full of cock. This was new and different too. I don't think she ever did that before. Her cheeks really bulged out with all of my cock in her mouth. She even rubbed her nose on my groin to show me she had all of me in her mouth. Once the cold of the margarita was gone from her mouth, my boy started to harden in the warm wet confined of her mouth.

As Traci focused on the head of my cock, sucking like a vacuum cleaner, she stroked the length of my cock working to make me completely hard. Mission accomplished, Traci stood up and took off the towel and had me lift my hips as she slid it under my butt. Then she grabbed the lube from the top drawer of my nightstand and took another sip of her drink before applying lube to her ass and my cock. As she straddled my hips, she grabbed my cock and slipped into her tight hole as she sat down on my hips. "Oh, that's nice," she cooed. She pumped up and down a half dozen times or so before saying, "yes, this is what I needed, this thick cock breeding me."

Traci leaned forward and gave me a long passionate kiss, running her hands through my hair as she did. "Fuck, babe, this is really nice," she muttered between kisses as she thrust herself up and down on my cock. Traci broke the kiss and leaned back with her hands on my knees, so her strokes of my cock were hitting her prostate. She kept at it for several minutes moaning and sighing, really working my cock in and out of her ass.

Traci got louder and louder as she progressed and I noticed her ball sack retreat into her body, so I knew her climax was imminent. I took my hands and started pinching her nipples which sent her over the edge into orgasm land. Traci continued up and down a few more strokes crying "fuck, fuck, fuck, oh god" as she shoved down one final time and ejaculated all over my stomach and groin in beautiful arcs 8 or 9 inches high, before pushing off my knees and collapsing on my chest. "Oh god, that was so nice," she said breathlessly.

Since it would be 10 or more minutes before her ball sack came back out from within her body, I rolled Traci onto her back and began rolling my hips into her ass as I put my full body weight on her. Traci loved having my full weight on her and wrapped her arms and legs around me. I kept rolling my hips, occasionally thrusting into her butt. Meanwhile, Traci was sucking on my left pec giving me a hickey as I ground into her.

Once Traci's breathing was back to normal, I lifted her butt off the bed and shoved a pillow under the towel and her butt. Kneeling between her legs I began pumping long strokes into Traci. Each stroke was hitting her prostate, and this angle was a satisfying way for me to build toward my own climax. I kept this up for probably another 5 minutes or so as Traci started to thrash about on the bed, clutching the comforter in her hands. "I can't, it's too soon," she cried, "no it's too soon, oh god, oh god, I'm cumming again, ffuuuucccckkkk." Traci's balls were still tucked up inside her as she reached climax, but her cock was still quite soft. As she cried out, clear fluid dribbled from her cock while I continued to pump myself in and out of her ass. Traci was in a bit of a daze, but I was close, so I kept going thrusting and thrusting until I thrust one final time and growled through my own climax, emptying my balls into Traci. I collapsed onto her, but caught my weight on my elbows, kissing her on the mouth. Traci kissed me back weakly.

"Are you OK," I asked.

"Oh yes. Sated, and very happy. That was amazing. You make me cum so hard; the orgasms are so intense, it just amazes me at times. You're such a good lover."

We stayed like this for quite a while as the position was good for me to remain inside Traci even though I was soft. If I moved, I would slip right out of her. Eventually, Traci let me know she had to pee, so I retreated from inside her and rolled over onto the side of the bed, pulling the pillow out from under her as I went. Traci leaked much of my load onto the towel but made her escape into the bathroom to pee. I reflected on our lovemaking and realized that many people may think Traci suffers slightly from premature ejaculation, but I don't see it that way. She always has a significant climax, she doesn't just cum without stimulation of some sort. And I really like that she can climax from stimulation to her prostate.

Getting up, I went into the bathroom and retrieved a fresh washcloth, got it nice and wet with warm water and wiped my chest, stomach and cock off. I rinsed the washcloth and wiped Traci off when she got off the toilet. She hugged me saying, "you are so romantic, the rose petals, the note on the garage door, my favorite books on the shelf, the handmade bookmark, the margaritas, the way you make love to me. I just really, really love you. Don't you ever think differently?"

"As long as you know that I really, really love you too. It's important to me that you know it too," I said as I leaned down to kiss Traci. "It's almost 7:30. Are you ready for dinner?"

"Yes, I'm half starved, can't you tell I'm wasting away to nothing here," Traci said laughing, placing her hands on her hips.

"OK, dinner will only take about 25 minutes to make. Do you want me to refresh your margarita, or do you want water with dinner?"

"You can refresh the margaritas but let me lick the sugar off the glass first."

"You're always licking something. I'm gonna just throw on a pair of gym shorts. You can just throw on a tee or tank top and we can skinny dip after dinner; how does that sound?"

"Sounds great. I'm gonna collect the rose petals while you make dinner and keep them in that large glass bowl in the China closet as a memento. I'll be with you in a few minutes."

The longest part of making the dinner was baking the dinner rolls. The Grilled Chicken on Romaine went together in a flash, and I refreshed our margaritas with fresh crushed ice, more tequila and margarita mix and a spin through the blender. I rinsed and dried the glasses, wiped the rim with a chunk of lime and rimmed the glasses with the pink sugar. We enjoyed dinner, and Traci told me about her day. We frolicked in the pool until after 9:30 before we popped into the shower for a rinse and off to bed. After all, this was a school night for Traci as 6:30 came early and off to another day at work.

We were lying in bed chatting for a few minutes before turning off the lights when Traci said, "Have you noticed that since we've been together, I almost never need to decompress by myself even when I've had a terrible day? I think that's because of you. I feel safe and understood and appreciated around you. I know you are there for me, you will allow me my space when I need it, and you have my back. Even at the end of bad days I feel better knowing I am coming home to you." Traci rolled over and hugged me. "It feels like, I don't know," she paused while thinking, "like you complete me. I wanted you to know that."

"Traci, I love you and you should know that you complete me as well." We kissed goodnight and as I turned off the light, Traci rolled over and I spooned her until we both fell asleep.

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I hope you enjoy reading these stories. Every writer wants to know what you think, so please share your comments, both praises, and where you think the stories need improvement. And let me know if you think I should continue on with the stories of Traci and Greg, or if I should move on to new characters.