A Bed Time Story
When I spoke to her on the phone I could tell she was stressed and it bothered me that I couldn’t do anything to relieve it. Being a wife a mother and an employee I know she felt pulled in several directions all at once. I might have assured her with my words but by not being there I felt frustrated that I couldn’t give her a hug or simple pat or rub on the back. That evening I got home first and decided there was something I could do and in fact there was quite a bit and I scurried around the place setting up the rest of the night. First order of business was making dinner, feeding our daughter and sending her off to my brother’s to spend the night. When she walked in the door I could see the exhaustion in her posture but she wore a weary smile for me anyway brought on by the aroma of dinner which as was still strong in the air. Shedding her bags and jacket I met her for a kiss halfway to the kitchen. With my arm around her waist I whisked her off to the bathroom to wash up and then escorted her to the dining table where I had candles softly glowing in-between two nicely set plates framed by their silverware. Now her smile was glowing and so was my heart inside. Holding her chair I sat her at the table and proceeded to serve up the beef and noodle stew I had bought on the way home earlier. A nice chunk of crusty bread on the side and a glass of wine completed the service and i also sat down to eat and spend some quality time with my most favorite dinner companion.
As we ate she told me all about her day and I told her some of mine and after a few sips of wine I felt we were becoming less domestic and more like two lovers in a secluded restaurant. Maybe it was the wine and maybe it was just that special connection we had but there was an aura of love and affection surrounding us and it enhanced everything we did. The food and wine tasted magnificent and every smile and twinkle from her face made me smile and shine in return. I’ve always thought she was attractive but by candlelight she was truly a beauty. I loved to look at her and the many ways her eyes and face spoke to me. over time I've learned every facet of her face and was always entranced by its animations. From a wry smile to the scrunched nose or full adoring eyes gazing lovingly up at me was all she had to do to could melt me inside. Later I hoped to have a similar conversation with her body which I equally adored and spent the last few hours daydreaming of quite intently. But I wasn’t in a rush, there were not a lot of evenings where we got to spend together alone like this and I wanted us to savor every minute.
Dinner was as good as our conversation and after a small dessert we stayed and just talked by the candle light. She looked tired but was smiling and bright and after a while I stood up and held out my hand and said “ come honey, let me take care of you tonight.” With a smile she took my hand and I lead her back towards our bedroom. I diverted her to the bathroom where I turned her around and started to remove her clothes. She protested at first, insisting it all wasn’t necessary and there was no need and I stopped for a moment and kissed her softly and said “ I know, just accept my gifts for you and make me happy too.” With a sweet kiss in return she silently agreed and from then she let me do as I wished. I started the shower to warm it up and then continued to remove all her clothes then mine. I deliberately refrained from making it a sensual encounter and that wasn’t what I wanted right now. So somewhat mechanically I undressed us and then felt the water before stepping in and pulling her with me.
I rinsed her body with the warm water and finally her hair. Then I grabbed the shampoo and worked it into her beautiful locks until it was a helmet of bubbles. I massaged her scalp with my strong fingers relaxing all the muscles in her head as a bit of foreshadowing of what was to come later. The fruity smell was enchanting and it was hard to keep my mind on my task. Her body was a tremendous temptation with all its wonderful curves taunting my eyes as sexy streams of soapy water made their way down trying to hold on to her sweet body as long as possible before falling to the shower floor and I smiled thinking my hands felt exactly the same. Again as I rinsed the soap away I tried to keep my touches all business with no funny stuff as she began to emerge sparkling clean. After that I let the hot water run over her body, letting that warm wet heat help loosen up all that tension built up from the day. I increased the heat a little at a time to help enhance the effect of the hot water. After a good long steamy tour under that cascade of warmth she turned it off sad to stop but didn’t want to waste anymore water. just another facet of her that I loved, always thinking of others and the environment. I jumped out and toweled off quick and wrapped her up in our biggest softest towel we had rubbing it all over her to dry her off and to keep in all that warmth.
Sufficiently dry I escorted her to the bedroom and sat her on the bed where I took out a brush and combed her hair smooth for her. She still resisted my efforts to pamper her with the pressures of life making her feel there wasn't time for this but my persistence, the exhaustion in her body and soft calming whispers of my pet name for her wore down her resistance. I also had soft music playing in the background kept the room very dim as well to help carry out my plan. With a kiss on the forehead I laid her back and kept her wrapped in the warm towel as I headed down towards her feet. My hands were still warm from the shower and I gently took one foot and started to massage it. It took a few seconds for the ticklish sensations to stop but I was able to go on rubbing each foot in its turn. I used my fingers to knead all those little muscles from her toes to her claves and held her foot up to stretch out the muscles . Sometimes I’d squeeze her toes together then pull them apart and stretch all those tiny muscles and joints as well. I did the same for each leg, kneading and stretching and running my hands up and down every inch of her silky warm skin Whenever I got close to her hips I felt at war with myself. Half of me wanted to finish massaging her entire body and the other half wanted to dive in and ravage it right now. Sweet torture it was to touch her so intimately and yet not consummate those more amorous desires. In time I said to convince myself and truth be told it did my own heart good to do this for her and so I continued to work with my hands over her wonderful body.
I worked up her torso and down her arms all the way to the fingers kneading and stretching along the way. Then I gently rolled her onto her tummy and did the most important and tension filled areas which were the neck, shoulders and back I felt knotty muscles start to soften under my strong fingers and sometimes my hands would tire after a while and I would need to give them a shake to rest and refresh. All in all it wasn’t bad and I would not stop till I did a very thorough job. She was so quiet and still I thought she might have fallen asleep on me but every so often I could hear her sweet little sighs she was making into her pillow. With her neck and shoulders sufficiently loosened I straddled her lying figure and worked the expanse of her back paying special attention to her lovely spine. I let my warm hands spread out and finish the massage with softer and softer passes up and down her back. I felt the exertion from the effort and also the satisfaction of a job well done. Most of all I felt good inside from giving my love special attention that she so deserved. I kissed her on the shoulder as I lay down beside her and she didn’t move for several minutes while I just caressed her still form. her silky skin was soft and warm and i loved to feel the contours of her shape from the smallest dimple of her spine to the curves of her hips and bottom. Finally she turned herself to face me with slow deliberate movements as she tested out all those muscles I had just rubbed into jelly. Her smile was thankful and yet sexy and she kissed me sweet and tender. I held her tight and close while we kissed and I could feel her body waking for the fog of the massage. She was still warm from the shower and felt like a heated teddy bear in my arms and it enhanced the passions of our kisses.
i wanted to make sweet beautiful love to her right then but i didn't expect it and i would have been perfectly content to let her fall asleep in my arms placating that integral part of me that was born to be her protector. Her skin was silky smooth from the shower and I loved it against mine. When she put her leg in-between mine the warmth and smooth contrast to mine was heavenly. I felt her fingers run through my hair and hold onto my face as we kissed. I could have lied there and kissed forever if we could have but there was always one problem when we did. Always those sweet tender kisses always escalated into the more and more passionate variety. Like a pot on a stove it was only a short while before we were past a simmer and beginning to boil over. It had been pure sweet torture, in a way, to have my hands on her so intimately and yet not touch her in a more passionate sense But inside I felt the satisfaction of doing something so special for her. Day in and day out I felt she did so much for everyone else I always felt I can’t do enough in return but at least tonight I felt I had paid some of that goodness back. And truth be told I wasn’t totally shortchanged from the process even though it was a bit of a physical effort. My muscles were tired but my libido was running at full speed and how could it not when I’d just caressed and massaged my sweet beautiful lover? Now with her kissing me I felt a love and passion inside me that made me feel I might explode with it all. With the massage over my hands were free to explore and my tired muscles stopped complaining as I re-explored her body with a much more sensual agenda. I lost myself for a while in her curves and kisses and brought our bodies as close together as possible barely remembering to occasionally breathe.
Her kisses fueled my passions and brought me to a super sensual state of arousal where my love and affection blended with my primal urges making these moments something extraordinary. At times I felt the boundary between us become so blurred I felt we were one and when she guided me inside her the pleasure from my loins was only matched the bright burning love I felt in my heart. Her sounds were angelic and added to the beauty of the moment as we merged both physically and spiritually together. I never wanted it to end and yet I yearned for that climactic explosion. It wasn’t long before I felt that familiar approach and from the sounds of my angel I knew we would reach the summit at nearly the same time. When the waves broke we slipped beneath the surface and let the warm breakers push us to the shores of reality but not before tumble through the mindless bliss of turbulence that would bring us there. Breathless and foggy I slowly came to my senses and while that primal drive of pleasure was sated I still felt an overwhelming joy of being so closely connected. In truth holding her in the aftermath of such passionate moments was equally as pleasurable. In many ways it was more so as now I felt a contentment and happiness that radiated from deep in my soul. These were my favorite special moments of warm comforting embraces, tears of joy happily kissed away by soft kisses and sweet words and genuine smiles that last all night long. I pity those that cannot fathom this kind of intimate joy and soulful connection, the world must be such a cold place to them. It would be a while before I would move and only then to let her spoon into me so we may sleep like all lovers do. Close, touching and contented.
We woke the next morning still touching, the nights tossing and turning couldn’t keep us apart and even in our sleep we gravitated together. Sleepy morning kisses were exchanged and I gave her a last hug before we had to get up and start out day. For the next half hour we danced and flew around the house, grabbing some breakfast and shower and then adorning our clothes to head off for the day. When I came out of the shower I was still toweling off when I saw her getting dressed and I couldn’t help but smile. I loved her figure and how it looked in nice clothes and in nothing at all. With an impish smile she zipped up her skirt and began to button up her silky blouse innocently enough but I knew what her real game was. She knew that giving me a glimpse of those red silky undergarments she was wearing would make me think of them all day. And all day I would. Every time I wasn’t involved in some menial task I would remember that little innocent flash and think of how much I wanted her in my arms again. How much I wanted to lose myself in her body and kisses and fall asleep holding tightly to my most precious teddy bear. With a quick kiss for good bye she turned and left for work before me and as I admired her from behind as she left all I could think of was that it was going to be a long day. A very long day filled with intimate daydreams and vivid memories. Some so clear I could almost feel it. Sometimes I don’t know how I get any work done at all, I really don’t, I said to myself as I grabbed my bag and headed off to work, smiling all the way.