Another Kind Of Promise

Chapter Four

      All the troubles of his day seemed to slip away as he felt her hands glide over his skin. Her touch aroused him, made him almost weak in the knees. " My love, I have been thinking about you all afternoon. Come on let's go to the bedroom." Can mumbled in a whisper, as he bit hungrily at her welcoming lips.

      Sanem was also feeling the effects of his lips on hers, and the touch of his hands as he caressed and fondled her backside.. " So you have been thinking about me huh.... Tell me, what were we doing? Where were we?... In bed?...on the sofa?...on the table?.".. She questioned as she nibbled on his ear lobe and ran her soft lips down his neck. The heat from her breath on his neck made him shudder.

      " Babe, hey, babe don't. Come on, I don't care where we do it, lets just get somewhere. I'm not sure if I can hang on much longer." Can uttered, his voice breathless from her assult in him. Sanem wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted herself up, circling his body with her legs..

      Can cupped her butt tightly with his hands, holding her firmly against his body, " Well I suggest you make your way to the bedroom my husband." she spoke softly, her eyes gazing into his. 

       He obeyed immediately, maneuvering them both down the hallway, passed the door to Tarkans room, trying to be as quiet as possible as not to wake him, passed the hall bathroom, and finally to the door of their bedroom at the end of the hallway.

      Sanem reached down, turned the doorknob and swung the door open. The room was dark as he stumbled his way to the bed, both of them worked up into a fit of passion. They tumbled onto the bed, panting heavily as their fingers fumbled aggressively with their clothes. 

      Can was glad that Sanem had chose to wear a loose fitting sundress, with only a small strand of fabric draped over her shoulders. He pushed the thin straps down over her shoulders hurriedly, baring her soft round breasts. 

       He was breathing hard and erratically as Sanem pushed his tshirt up his body, forcing him to release her body and raise his arms as she shed him of his shirt. " Can, babe... kick off your shoes and get your pants off." Sanem gasped, as she struggled to unbutton his jeans.

      In seconds Can had stripped himself of his shoes, with them flying across the room and hitting the door. " Hey quiet babe, you're going to wake Tarkan." She scolded, " You don't want that do you." 

      He didn't lose any time shedding his pants and underwear, as Sanem shimmied out of her dress and welcomed her husband to join her under the sheets. 

      Can had known this woman for year's, the feel of her skin next to his, the excitement of touching her most intimate places, the joy of her smell, and he had never gotten tired of it, and he was pretty sure that this was as close to heaven he could ever get right now.

      Sanem knew just what to do to please her husband and herself. That pure sense of ecstasy surrounded them as his hands worked their magic on her willing body.

      His body quickly became covered in a thin layer of sweat and his heart beat out of control as they moved in sync with each other. 

      But it was, as always, over too soon...that is, as far as Can was concerned. He slumped over to the side of her, breathing heavily and his throat as dry as the desert. " Babe, I'm sorry. That was pretty quick, but...." Sanem put her finger to his lips, " Shhh Can, you always say that. But it was perfect." She replied in a whisper, as she kissed his chest repeatedly, moving her way down.

      Can closed his eyes, " Babe you do such crazy things to me, sometimes I think I can't control myself." Can mumbled, as he enjoyed the encore of the night. 

      It was a while later as they laid there still wrapped up in each other's arms, so fully content and happy. " Oh Can, I forgot to ask, what was Akif doing here today. I saw him at the agency as I was leaving today." she asked. 

      Can smirked, " You're not going to believe it, but Metin is getting married." he told her. Sanem sat up on one elbow, " Really, Metin. And Akif was invited to the wedding. Do you know who the woman is?" Sanem asked, almost in shock.

      " No, but it is a woman that works in his office according to Akif." Can answer, leaning over to give her a lingering kiss. The thought of a second round of festivities had already entered his mind as he intensified his kiss.

      Sanem pulled away, " His office...are you sure. If it's the woman that replaced me, then she is a lot younger than Metin." She uttered, her eyes wide. 

      Can shrugged his shoulders, " Could be, but I'm not sure. But it doesn't concern us babe. Come over here.... Maybe we can have a repeat of what happened earlier." Can growled, as he nibbled on her neck and ran his hand up between her legs.

      Sanem could feel her resistance disappear as he initiated the second round of lovemaking. "You are terrible, .... do you hear me...terrible." she whispered as she opened herself up, welcoming in her husband with pleasure.

      The next morning started early for Sanem. Tarkan was up and ready to go by 5:30am. Sanem drug herself out of bed, rubbing her eyes, and stumbled into his room. " My big boy, why are you up so early. Here, take your dinosaur and you two go back to sleep." she urged, stroking back his dark curly hair.

     " No mommie, my fishies, my fishies." He cried out, reaching for her. She smiled, " Tarkan, it's so early, the fishies are still asleep, just like you should be." She whispered to him, urging him back down in his bed. It took a few minutes of her rubbing gently on his face for him to drift off again, and she was able to stumble back to bed.

      The next thing she knew, Can was showering her with kisses, " Hey, it's time to get up. Are you going to sleep the day away." He muttered, nibbling on her ear..

      " What....what time is it." she asked, stretching her arms up over her head. Her movement had  caused the sheet to slid over to one side, revealing her totally nude body. Can let his eyes linger over her, enjoying every inch. " Well it's almost 9:00 and Tarkan has been feed and dressed and now he is playing with his blocks..... building those fishies. But, if you want I can close and lock the door......" he suggested, giving her a wink.

      Sanem frowned, " Are you serious Can. Lock the door?" she replied, shaking her head. Can raised his eyebrows, " Well we can do it with the door unlocked, if you want." He said, crawling up on the bed, straddling her. 

      As if right on cue, Tarkan called out, " Baba, help. Fishies boke, fishies boke."  Can jumped off the bed like he had been shocked with electricity. Sanem had to laugh out loud, " Baba is coming son, it's ok." she said, reaching for her robe as she climbed out of bed.

      Can started out the bedroom door, " Oh by the way, I invited Akif here for dinner tonight.  He can't wait to see Tarkan." He told her. 

      Sanem squinted up her eyes, " What.? Tonight, for dinner. Thanks for the warning, and I guess you are cooking." she called back to him...

      She slumped down on the bed with a smile.....It was always good to see Akif. She knew that Can missed him... And so did she..