A New Opportunity

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The next morning Joe woke up from a dreamy sleep with a plan in his mind for how to work on the Louis issue as his brain seemed to have dubbed it. He lay still, warm and comfortable in bed for a few moments quietly thinking over the decision he'd made. Satisfied, he figured it just needed a little tweaking before he could put it into action. Beside him Jill sighed, immediately taking his attention.

He watched as she turned from her side and lay in her favorite place; across her husband's warm, solid body. He wrapped his arm around her as she settled her hand on his chest and snoozed some more. Checking the time, he was content to leave her rest for another few minutes.

Finally, unable to wait any longer, he ran his hand lightly along her back. She began to stir. 'Are you free for a meeting this afternoon?' he asked 'or do you have something on after school?'

'Hmmm. Good morning to you too', she murmured, her mouth so close to his skin that he felt the warmth of her breath dance across the hairs on his chest.

He laughed.

She smiled in blissful satisfaction as she felt his tummy move underneath her hand.

'I'm sorry. Good morning honey', he said gently brushing her blond tresses back from her face.

'Mmm, that's better,' she mumbled, enjoying the moment before sighing and pushing herself up with an effort.

It was time to begin their day.

He gazed at her, watched her movements as she sat up, eyes following the sheet as it fell and settled at her waist.

She looked gorgeous. Her face was a little puffy from sleep, eyes a little unfocused, hair messy, no make-up and still she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

He grinned, reached out and tickled her tummy as she was overcome with a loud yawn. She yelped and he laughed, taking the opportunity to slip his hands around her waist and gently pull her close.

She rested her hand on his shoulder, the other tracing a delicious line downward towards his navel.

'We're very bold. We're awake six minutes and haven't had our good morning kiss yet,' he said, his voice loaded, the tingle from the touch of her fingers lodging securely in his groin.

'Well. That will never do' she grinned, leaning closer, a groan escaping her throat as the both savored their ritual.

'I love you Mr. President', she murmured, her lips grazing his.

'I love you too professor', he replied, resting his forehead gently against hers.

She sighed, feeling so comfortable, so content where she was, forehead against forehead, arms around each other and yet, the day stretched ahead, awaiting them, inviting them to jump right in.

'I guess we should get up', she said, not moving an inch.

'Hmm, I guess so', he replied ruefully.

They lingered happily for another few moments, content in their bubble of love.

'C'mon, we can do this!' Jill teased, rubbing one finger against the stubble of his face. He grinned, kissed her once more and then throwing off the covers, they moved in unison ready to face their day.

'By the way, do you have a reason you want to meet later or is it just for my amazing company?' Jill asked as she was reaching for her school bag, finally getting back to the question Joe had asked almost an hour ago; before they had exercised and had breakfast.

'I always want your company but I do have something to run by you', he said somewhat cryptically.

'Ok. I'll be home about 2.00 pm', she said, coming to stand closeby. She reached out and straightened his tie.

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