by Lauren Wood
“You do live here with me Jeanine. I hope you can realize that soon.”
He was still on the case that we were supposed to be together. I liked to think that way, I really did, but I knew that a relationship that wasn't built on honesty, would never last. I felt like now he was being more honest with me than before, but I didn’t think for a second that he didn’t have more secrets beneath his sleeve. I felt like a lot of things were still missing, and I didn't know what they were yet, but I could feel them not there.
We went down to his other house for a couple of days. I knew that he was trying to remain calm and for a little bit there, he did. Craig always had this power over me, but I didn't let him test me again. Every time I did, something bad happened. It was hard for me to say no to him, even harder to let him touch me. It was all I could think about the whole time we were on the northern coast.
When we got back to his house in town, I wanted to go down to the beach. He had somewhere that he had to go, and he was very anxious for me to stay in until then.
I didn’t want to wait, and I told him that I would wear his ring, if it would make him feel better. The smile that went across his face was astounding and I couldn't believe that he got so wound up over something so little. His reaction, made me rethink everything.
I felt different with is ring on me, and I really didn't know why. We were getting divorced now, that's why I was here. But then why did I feel so strange putting his ring on, letting him tell the world that I was his? It didn't make sense to me. The conflicting emotions were hard to get through, and it didn't look like it was going to get any better anytime soon.
28
Craig
The longer that Jeanine was with me, the more comfortable I got with her. It just felt like this was how it was supposed to be, and being apart didn't make sense. She was fighting it, tooth and nail, but I wasn't going to let it bother me. I knew deep down that this was the way it was going to be. I usually didn't feel all this fated nonsense, but things were different now. I finally knew where I stood.
So, when things got a little heated one night and she went up to bed, I knew that this would be the night that she gave in. I had been waiting for this, since she got back, but I was sure that she would finally come to me in the night. I had been thinking about it for a while now and I didn't know if it was just hope, but I was convinced that tonight, was the night.
When I got out of the shower and laid down, it was about eleven o'clock. I kept looking at the clock on the wall, sure that it was broken. It was somehow going too fast and as the time sped by, she never showed up. It was beyond frustrating. I had thought for sure that she was finally going to forget her silly ideas that we were going to get divorced.
At around two in the morning, I couldn't sleep anymore. I hadn't been able to sleep at all really, but I couldn't even try anymore. I didn't want to lay there, waiting for the door to open. It was becoming quite clear that it wasn't going to open at all.
So, I went down the hallway, stopping at her door. While I had told her that my door was always open, she certainly had not said the same thing for hers. I knew that I couldn't just walk in there, even though I badly wanted to.
I stood there for several moments, fighting the urge to knock and wondering in the back of my mind, what would happen if I did. Would she get mad, or would she be waiting for me, as I have been waiting for her?
I almost talked myself into it, but at the last moment I went back towards my room. It was better to wait, then to jump the gun. I was just going to have to take my time with her, no matter how much I was struggling with the patience to wait.
I cursed myself and the woman that was driving me insane. This had sounded like such a good idea when I first heard about it from my lawyer. I was sure that it was going to work out how I predicted and according to that, she should already be in my arms. But she wasn’t. She was down the hall or playing with herself in the shower. If I didn’t find a way in soon, I might lose her forever and I just couldn’t have that.
Then morning came, and I saw her downstairs, wearing one of my T-shirts that I had leant her when she first came back. I did love to see the way it draped over her body and came down about mid-thigh. I wanted to lift up the hem of it and see if she had panties on. Jeanine was known to be a bad girl, but I was trying hard not to get too hands on.
It was killing me though. Not touching her was physically hurting me. I didn’t know how else to say it. And when I saw her like this, in the kitchen, looking back at me with those big green eyes of hers, I had to remind myself that I couldn’t just grab her up when I wanted to.
“Morning Jeanine. You look lovely.”
Her hand went to her hair. “I look a right mess I would imagine. I haven’t been able to find my brush. I need to go get one. I can’t walk around like this.”
The funny thing was, that she truly believed that. I saw it as wild and untamed, but she saw it as messy and unruly. It was all about perspective, but I took the opportunity to help her out and maybe get my hands on her a bit.
“Do you want me to grab the one out of my room? It is a little different than what you are used to, but I can show you how to use it.”
She scoffed at the offer until I brought it back out.
“Okay, you can have at it. I can’t say that I would hate it.”
I remembered well how much she liked when I ran my fingers through her hair. It was long and red. I had played with it many times and I recall very clearly how it would make her react. She really liked it and it always led to good things in the past.
After a moment of indecision, she came and sat between my legs on the couch. It was another familiar moment that I wanted to make intimate and it wasn’t long before I had her hair brushed and she was shivering slightly from the way my hands played in her strands.
“I don’t know what you do to me Craig, but that always feels so good.”
“There are other things that I can do to you to make you feel even better.”
My words made her shiver a little bit because she knew that I was speaking the truth. All she could think about was how good I would feel inside of her, I hoped. I knew that it would certainly make me feel better. A whole lot better, but she wasn’t quite there yet. Teetering on the edge, but not quite there yet.
“Do you want to go for a walk?”
“If I didn’t know any better, Jeanine. I would think that you actually were trying to sidetrack me and get me off of the subject we were on.”
“You’re right. Let’s go. It will probably help me sleep.”
“I know what else would help you sleep, wife.”
She stopped and looked back at me, “Yeah, and what is that?”
29
Jeanine
I was asking for it, I know that I was.
“I could lick on you until you scream my name, and then fuck you until you can't walk. I guarantee after a few orgasm, you will sleep like a baby.”
Yeah, I knew that was coming. I shouldn't have said what I did, I know that now. The last thing I wanted to do was get started on this road. That's why we're going for a walk.
“How about we go for a walk instead Craig? I think that would be the safer bet, don't you?”
Craig didn't want to agree with me, but he went for a walk with me anyways. From the way he acted at the beach, I'm sure that he was just going with me because he was afraid some guy was going to look at me. I was still wearing his ring, but I hadn't said anything else about it. I liked to wear it at, and I still wasn't sure why, but I did.
I noticed rather quickly that Craig was turned on like always. He was always very quick to show his desires, and I'm pretty sure that it was because he couldn't hide them. They were always bigger than the container that they were in, and tonight was no different. It was quite clear that Craig was turned on. And then of course, I got turned on just thinking about it.
We got down to the beach and it had a completely different feel in the dark. I don't know if it
was because of the moon coming up, with the sun going down, but I wanted to get in the water. It was a magic time, with everything reflecting off of the water. It was calling to me and I convinced Craig that he should get in with me. I was up to no good of course, and as soon as I started to see him take his clothes off, I knew where this was going to go.
For something that I had tried to avoid for the last week, I had learned a few things. For one hour I wasn't going to deny myself any longer. I wanted what I wanted, and in that moment, I wanted him. I wanted my husband.
I knew as soon as I started to see his hard body and felt the cool breeze on my own, I knew that this was going to end in the way that he wanted it to. Craig had been trying for days to get me into bed with him and there was nothing that I could do about it now. I was lost in the moment and the more I tried to fight it, the more useless it all became.
Something changed in me, had been changing in me and I didn’t want to fight it any more. I don’t know what the real intention of making us live together had been, but it had certainly brought us closer together.
When I first heard about having to stay with Craig, I’d thought that it was going to be the worst thing ever. But now I was starting to see that it may very well be, the best thing that we had decided to do. I knew that it was complicated, but wanting to be with Craig, didn’t have to be that complicated.
The only thing that wasn’t complicated with Craig was how we were together. When I was in his arms and his lips were on mine, I knew that everything that was supposed to happen, was happening. It felt right, freeing, that was right. But then there was this other side of it all, the side that remembered all of the things that had happened between us and wanted to change it. That was the complicated part of it.
The complication was what I was trying to forget about. I knew that if I tried hard enough, if I let myself get swept off of my feet, that I was going to be able to lose myself and forget it all. That was one of the good things about Craig. He was able to help me forget it all. All he had to do was touch me and all I had to do was allow it to happen. It was all just too easy if I really thought about it.
Now we were getting undressed under the moonlight and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his hard body. I knew every single inch of it by heart and I wanted nothing more than to touch the ridges that were in front of me now.
My eyes followed down in a natural progression and his thick thighs were covered in the same soft black hair that covered the rest of him. I knew from experience that while they looked wired and unruly, they were ridiculously soft.
I waited for him to finish up, but he was looking at me expectantly. I didn’t know what was going through his mind, but I knew suddenly what was going through mine.
I didn’t have to check between my legs to know that I was ready for Craig. I’d been ready for him for a week now and every day, I had went to sleep with wet panties on. Now I didn’t have to hold back anymore, and it was one of the best decisions that I had made in a long time.
Not knowing if it was all going to blow up in my face by morning, I was determined to ride out the good as best as I could. Once I decided that I was going to finally have Craig again, something in me clicked and I wasn’t worried about the future anymore. Right now was looking pretty damn good.
30
Craig
I am not sure what happened, but something changed in Jeanine's eyes. One moment she was standoffish and practically running away from me and her together, and then the next moment she was like this. She was stripping down to her underwear like it was a common occurrence. There wasn't anybody else at the beach right now, just me, but this was more than I had seen of her since she had been back.
“Are you going to take the rest off or what?”
Of course, it was like a challenge and I had to do it. I didn't know where this was going to leave it, but I still had a piece of me that was straining to get out anyways. I was already feeling better once I got my pants off and I was able to breathe a little better.
Her eyes were on the front of me for a moment, looking me up and down and then she was backing into the water, calling to me. She was like a siren and I was more than happy to put everything at risk for her.
When I got out to about waist deep, I could see that Jeanine had settled on the white bra that was now see through and her hard nipples were calling to me. Before I could really think about what I was doing, I was bending down and taking one of the tips into my mouth. She moaned loudly, and it made my cock jerked between my legs. She always did sound perfect when she was pleasured. That is what made me want to do it over and over again.
“I love the way you sound Jeanine. I want to make you moan for the rest of your life.”
The woman in my arms moved a little bit and I knew that she wanted more. For one reason or another, Jeanine didn’t want to admit how good it felt, but I didn’t need her to. I could read between the lines just fine.
Her legs wrapped around my waist and she held on to me with her arms encircled around my neck. I moved us into deeper water, so that she could float a little better and her tits floated to the surface.
While I was worried about getting inside of her, I was far more worried about feeling her tits bouncing in my face. I really did miss that, as I missed everything else about her. I didn't want to waste a minute and I wasn't ready to go straight for it. Then it would be over, and she would decide if she wanted me to touch her again.
Jeanine whimpered and I found her panty clad core rubbing against my hard-on. Whether I was ready to have sex or not, it was becoming clear that Jeanine was. She was also very determined to get what it was she wanted. How could I deny her?
“Why are you making me wait for you?”
“What do you mean? I just want to touch on you and kiss on you for a while, it has been a long time since I've been able to do this Jeanine, and I don't want to rush anything. You deserve more than that.”
That did not stop her from trying to slide down on my rod though. Every time she tried, I would rub my hard cock against her and make it worse for both of us. The anticipation was one that I was used to with her, as much as a person could get used to that sort of thing.
“Do you really want me to slide inside of you, right here?”
She nodded her head yes before she could really think about it. As far as Jeanine was concerned, there was nothing to think about, but I was determined to get all of her. I wanted her for good and nothing else was going to do. Nothing at all.
I moved my dick up against her slit and let her rub against it. I could feel the cooler water around me, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was how she started to rub even faster against my cockhead.
“Now you can feel all the edges. Do you still want it?”
She moaned and whimpered as I bit on one of her nipples. She squealed in surprise and I really liked the way that sounded. I was getting her all wound up, knowing where it was going to lead. Right where I wanted it to.
“Are you sure you want this dick wife? It is the same one that you’re trying to divorce.”
Jeanine stopped, and I let my cock twitch on her for a time. I wanted her to feel how needy I was for her at the moment. She needed to know how good it was going to feel inside of her, so I pressed against her as hard as I could, pressing her panties inside of her a little bit.
“Damn its Craig.”
“Tell me who I am to you Jeanine, who I will always be to you and I will give you exactly what you want. I will fuck you right here, until you beg for me to stop. All you have to do is say it.”
She trembled in my hands and I kissed her lips, letting her hips rub against me for a time so that she could feel what it was that she was missing, just in case she had forgotten.
“Please Craig.”
“Nuh uh Jeanine. I want to hear it wife. Who am I to you?”
She bit her lip and then finally she just came out with it.
“I want you to fuck me husband, just like you know that I lik
e it. Please. I need it so bad.”
It was all that I wanted to hear, and I yanked her panties to the side and slammed in without much more of a warning. The sweet cry of ecstasy was all that I required from her. It was all that I needed to keep me going. It ran through me like electricity and I was forced to push deeper.
I had waited so long to be back inside of her, that I had somehow forgotten how wet and hot she was. The ocean couldn’t even compare to her and she hung onto me tight. I knew that she wasn’t going to let go. I knew that she was going to hold on and I was going to bang her until she did exactly what I said she would do. I wanted her to beg for my mercy and only then would I give it to her.
Jeanine came repeatedly and each time I could hear the hysterics getting higher in her voice. It was clear to me that she was getting to the point of no return, but she wasn’t quite there yet. So close, but not quite.
It was just as well, because I was losing myself in her folds and when she finally begged me to come inside of her, I was unable to do anything more but oblige. My wife had the best manners when she wanted to.
We walked back to the house, hand in hand and I wanted to believe that the way things were going, this was going to turn into something great. I wanted to believe that, and I wanted to believe what she said. That I was her husband. Nothing else was going to do. It was just that simple.
The next morning, she woke up in my arms, where she was supposed to and the smile on her face gave me hope.
“Good morning wife.”
She blew out a breath and I could tell that she still wasn’t one hundred percent on board with that, not just yet.
“Shut up Craig. You don’t have to be smug about it. My lawyer is going to kill me.”
“You aren’t going to divorce me now, remember?”