Marlena sat on the couch in the living room. She attempted to read, but nothing could keep her mind off of how much she missed John. He had been in Paris for over two weeks, and Marlena was helpless without him. She talked to him almost everyday, but that wasn’t enough. She needed his arms around her. She needed his lips on hers.
She didn’t even know when John was coming home, but she hoped it would be soon. Marlena didn’t know how much longer she could live without John.
She closed the book and tossed it on the floor. Marlena stood up and walked to the piano. She picked up her favorite picture in the leopard printed frame.
A smile began to form as she looked at how happy she, John, and Belle looked in the picture. She wanted John back with her. She needed John to be home again.
Just as those thoughts crossed her mind for the hundreth time that day, the door to the penthouse began to open. Marlena spun around, her eyes widened as she saw John standing there.
“John,” she screamed before running over to him and jumping into his open arms.
“John, John, John,” Marlena hollered as she lathered her husband with kisses, “You’re home!!!”
“This is what I call a welcome home!!!” John said as he returned her kisses.
Marlena wrapped her legs around John’s body, and continued to hold onto his strong shoulders. He started to unzip her dress as he closed the door behind them.
“I’ve been waiting to have you like this again for sooo long John!!! I’ve missed you!! Show me how much you’ve missed me too…”
John took Marlena’s dress off and dropped it to the floor. He slowly laid her down on the floor as he continued to kiss her body.
Marlena began to unbutton John’s shirt and then moved onto his pants. She forced herself on top of him, and she kissed him all over his body. He squirmed in ecstasy as her kisses sent a million sensations through his body.
“Kiss me John. Don’t let your lips leave mine.” She pressed her lips against his. Their bodies became one as she slid her tongue through his mouth.
They rolled on the penthouse floor. Each kiss and each motion left them wanting more. All of their passion that had built up over the past two weeks was all let out in this most special expression of thier love.
“Oh Marlena. I love you. I’ve missed you…”
Marlena nuzzled his neck, caressed his cheek. She kissed his lips, and moved down his body. Her hair slid against his warm skin, making him moan with desire.
“I love you so. I want to show you how much I love you John.”
Her kisses intensified each time her lips met his body. She never knew how much she longed for John, but once she unleashed this passion, there was no way she could contain it again.
John and Marlena laid close together wrapped up in an afghan. Their love was overwhelming and warmed them both on this cold fall night. Marlena nuzzled John’s strong neck. She loved the way he smelled after making love.
Marlena broke the silence, “John,” she whispered, “Was I always in your dreams?? Because you were always in mine. I always dreamed of someone who could fulfill my every desire….and you always can…and do!!”
They both laughed at her comment, “You weren’t only in my dreams, but more importantly in my fantasies Doc. I don’t think I went one day in Paris without fantasizing about you…with me…like this. And you’ve done it once again…you have made my fantasies a reality. What would I do without you??” John kissed Marlena delicately on her forehead.
“Well….you’d probably be a very unhappy man.” She giggled, “But, I’m so happy that we are both here for each other….here to fulfill our every desire. And, I think I have a few more desires that need to be taken care of…”
She pulled John on top of her and pushed his lips to hers, “May…your…fantasies….become….realities…” Marlena said in between kisses.
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