Belle sat on the couch with her legs curled under her chatting with her parents. She had come to visit them today since she and Shawn did not get to spend enough time with them yesterday at Christmas.
“So Dad, where’s the gift Mom got you for Christmas?” the young blonde asked.
John glanced at his wife who was sitting beside him in an identical position as her daughter and noticed her wicked grin flashing back at him. “I got it last night,” he joked.
“Gross! Dad!”
Her parents laughed at their daughter’s reaction. Belle, like any kid, was grossed out by the thought of her parents actually having sex, but internally she was grateful for her parents’ love for one another. John replied, “Hey, you asked kiddo!”
“You didn’t have to tell me that. You could have made up something. Like shoes, or a tie,” she smirked.
“Well, I could have said that I got a tight little red strapless santa’s helper outfit with white fluffy stuff around the hems, and a little jingle-bell garter, but you would have looked at me like I was crazy,” he defended.
“John!” Marlena’s wicked grin turned into that of a concerned one. “Not in front of our nineteen year old daughter.”
“Oh Mom.” There was a slight pause before she smiled, “So where did you get it?”
“Frederick’s,” Marlena quickly answered wide eyed and smiling.
“Can I borrow it?”
Marlena and John quickly and instinctively answered in unison, “No!”
They all laughed at the light banter that they were partaking in. “I’m so glad that you came to see us today,” her mother remarked. “I wish Brady had come by,” she said, but knowing that he was in a new and exciting relationship and was probably not thinking much of his parents lately.
John squeezed his wife’s leg slightly and they smiled at each other, both thrilled to be sharing this time with each other and their daughter. Belle noticed this gesture and her heart was warmed with the thought of her parents still being happy after so long. At that moment, even the thought of them having sex did not seem to bother her.
“Brady and I are so lucky,” Belle began. “We’ve got the two best parents in the world and they are still so much in love after all this time. I’ve got so many friends who’ve come from broken homes and I know from what they tell me that the holidays are always very hard. You two are an inspiration.”
Marlena smiled at her daughter’s sweet words while John, being the goofball that he is, had to make a joke. “Yeah well, just don’t let Mom’s Christmas gift to me be an inspiration to you and Shawn.”
Marlena quickly gave him a slap on the leg while looking at Belle, “Honey, when the time is right. Like when you’re 45 and married, by all means… use that inspiration.” She glanced at her goofball husband, “A great sex life keeps everything fresh.”John added with a wink, “And fun.”
Belle watched the two of them and wondered, “So is a great sex life the key to a successful marriage?”
“Communication is the key, sweetheart,” John answered. “All forms of it. All kidding aside, you’d do well to keep that in mind. Although, the sexual communication can wait until you’re in your forties.”
Belle laughed, “Come on now, Dad, don’t you think forties is a little extreme for your first time?”
“Not when it comes to my daughter, it’s not.”
Marlena smiled at him, “Daddies have a harder time with their little girls growing up than the moms do. I guess it’s because we know that it will happen one day and us moms would rather you be fully prepared when it does. Dads just don’t like thinking about it at all.”
She was right. Their conversation was beginning to make John somewhat uncomfortable. “Yeah, so… how bout them Titans, uh? Division title. Not bad.”
Marlena laughed, “See what I mean.”
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Marlena closed the door behind her daughter and turned to find John standing there smiling at her. “She’s almost all grown up. She so badly wants to be.”
“In many ways she is. And in many ways, she’s still a little girl,” Marlena responded thumbing through the mail that she grabbed from the box trying not to get emotional.
“She’s alot like you,” John stepped closer to her taking the mail from her hands and tossing it on the table. “Like you, I’m sure she will make a wonderful wife someday. And if she’s anything at all like you in bed, Shawn Brady is in for a treat.”
Another wicked grin spread from ear to ear on Marlena, “She’s got you and me in her you know.”
“I’d like to be in you,” he smirked.
Forgetting about the mail, Marlena suggested, “Then what do you say, you take me to bed?”
“I say, I would take you anywhere, but if it’s the bed you’d like,” he swooped her up into his arms, “the bed you will get.”
John sat his wife on her feet again and began to remove her shirt. “Last night, you gave me the wonderful gift of your love… and your body. Tonight, I want to do something special for you,” he said as he captured her lips with his own.
Marlena asked, “Want me to break out the santa’s helper outfit for some inspiration?”
“Baby, you are my inspiration,” John lightly kissed her lips. “By the way, is it too much to hope for a little red devil outfit on Valentine’s Day?”
“Well, you were good enough to get the santa’s helper. You’ve got to be bad enough to get the little red devil,” she winked.
“Oh, I can definitely be bad with you,” he teased.
Marlena undressed and lied down on the bed as requested by her husband and waited under the red satin sheet. He had gone into the bathroom to retrieve something and when he returned, he was awestruck by the beauty in his bed. He admired how her blonde hair looked in contrast to the red. It would take much discipline on his part to follow through with his plans for her and wait a little longer before taking her.
“Now, that is a sight,” he said gazing down on upon her. Her eyes were deep with passion. He was wild at the sight of the satin sheet conforming closely to her curves. “I’m the luckiest man in the world to have such a sexy woman in my bed. Waiting for me like you do every night.”
Her voice was rough and raspy and full of passion and desire for him, “You’re about to get even luckier, Sailor.”
He closed his eyes for a brief moment trying to gain control over his demanding body, “God, I love it when you call me that. I always did. I love that you still do.”
She smiled at him as he continued, “Can I tell you a secret?” She nodded for him to go on. “It nearly drove me mad to hear you call me that when we were not together. All I ever wanted to do was take you right there, wherever we were when you said it. I can’t believe I never figured it out. Your true feelings for me, that is.”
“Well, now you don’t have to worry about that anymore. I’m in your bed now. And I can tell you how much I love you,” she whispered.
Marlena finally saw what was in John’s hands and noticed her looking at him. She was thrilled at what he was about to do to her, but was anticipating something else much more. They both were. But neither wanted to rush things. They wanted to be pushed to the edge of madness before finally giving in.
He worked his oily hands like magic on her body. It did not take long for John to be fully aroused from the soft sounds that were escaping his wife. With every stroke of his hand on her back, and every squeeze of her muscles, a sweet moan escaped her and he fought the urge to dive right into her.
She was lying on her stomach allowing her lover to give that special gift of closeness, of pleasure, and she was yearning for more. She was amazed at how easily he could completely arouse her with little effort. After only a few minutes, she finally muttered, “I want you.”
That’s all John needed to hear. He leaned down to meet her lips as she turned over on her back to face him. She instantly wrapped her arms around his neck to pull in closer as she deepened the kiss. He pulled back and stared deep into her eyes as she spoke, “I want you to take me right here, Sailor. Right now.”
He plunged into her in one quick motion and quickly recaptured her mouth as he did. Even through their kiss, he could hear her moans coming from the immense amount of passion running between them and it drove him to the edge quicker than he had hoped.
But he was not alone. Marlena was already there waiting. Both exploded with fierce passion for one another, John hugging her closer to him, Marlena digging her nails deeper into him and moaning an unmistakable noise of pleasure. Which only made him thrust harder and faster, much to her liking.
After their love making, John felt the need to apologize to his wife for their time together not lasting longer. “I was planning on giving you a full body massage. Didn’t turn out that way. I hope you were ready for me.”
She laughed, “Baby I was ready when we woke up this morning.”
“You always are a little hornball in the morning. God, I love that about you,” he said as he kissed her cheek and spooned her closer to him for the night. She couldn’t help but chuckle and smile, for he made her completely happy and satisfied. They were so close, in every sense of the word, and it made her feel like a true woman to know that they were both satisfied in their love and in their relationship.
He whispered one more thought in her ear before they both drifted off, “Not bad for some Christmas inspiration, uh?”
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