A New Old Watch. 9th in the STOPWATCH Series
Copyright© 2013 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 74
David ... is taking her for his. He cradled her like a bride and stalked back to the master stateroom. Andy was still sort of drowsy, in a drugged kind of way. He kept one hand on her while he filled the stateroom tub.
The array of softness and faint perfumes that swirled around as the steamy water filled the light blue 'tub for two' gave him hints as to which of the modest collection of bath bubbles to add to the water. She held his hand to her cheek ... more to keep from falling out of the bath chair than any other reason.
He unwrapped her like a christmas present. Each layer adding to his enjoyment ... she was so tiny ... perfectly constructed by a loving god ... exactly the combination to set his heart to a sturdy pittipat.
Scooping her like strawberry cheesecake ice-cream ... his favorite ... he placed her nude form in the tub ... and rushed to take off his clothes...
"No..." she said.
"No?"
"Do it slow, I want to see. Tease me."
"Yes mi Admirale, as you wish."
"But no so slowly that the water turns cold."
He did. When he got to the naughty bits he turned slowly and dropped the towel ... it caught on the protrusion and hung there ... he made it bounce ... she giggled ... it bounced off ... she sighed.
"Oh, my."
"Yes ... yours."
"Mine?"
"Tonight ... tomorrow ... for always ... yours."
"Get in the fucking water, mate!" she grasped as he entered, her hands were so small ... the object of her intensity was so large ... two hands ... she licked ... holding his sack gently she traced the vein with her tongue ... she tried ... she could lip the tip but no way could she get past the head ... he was too big. Her moist center spoke to her, 'ride 'em cowgirl! it's the only way that's coming in me.'
"Which shampoo?"
"No ... I don't want wet hair for tonight."
So ... he washed her ... she washed him. He emptied the tub. He gently patted her dry ... she toweled him roughly. She led him by his prominence ... the kingsized bed that had been her lonely bower for almost seven months. Her mind shied away from the fact that it was nearly three years since...
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