All I Want for Christmas-Part 2

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I am awaken by soft kisses to my face. I open my eyes and see my love and his beautiful peeps looking at me. "Baby, loving you has made my life sweeter. Speaking of which, we have that wonderful chocolate pie we have not touched. I think we need to get up and have a piece of that pie." We get up and go out to the balcony and we enjoy our favorite pie. I asked him when we are leaving to go to Connecticut. He tells me that we are leaving tomorrow evening and he has some more surprises for me. After the concerts we will be returning here to celebrate New Years. I am excited and yet worried he will be alright for the concerts since it is just 3 weeks since his hip surgery. He assures me he is doing just fine. The staff is in the kitchen preparing dinner and I suggest we take a before dinner swim and enjoy our new cabana lounge down there. He thinks that is an excellent idea, so we change and head down there. When we arrive at the pool, he informs me that the staff has been told to give us our privacy and we will not be disturbed. "Sweetheart, you need to do some laps for your exercise today." I tell him. "Baby, will you swim with me?" "Of course, I will. I love swimming with you." We disrobe and I dive into the pool. He is not far behind me and wants to play. Since it is Christmas day, I'm not going to play 'catch me' today, but I'll only play nice as long as he does. Floating in the water, he cradles me in his arms, kissing me and even tho we are in water, I am hotter than July. He knows full well what he is doing to me, making me wet, inside and out. Day after tomorrow, he is performing on stage and he needs to exercise to make sure he will be alright. "Sweetheart, will you swim a few laps with me? You need to exercise to keep your new hip happy, and me." He pulls me closer, "Baby, I love how you are always caring for me and I love swimming with you." We swam a few laps and I made him do a couple extra while I watched to make sure he was flexing that leg and hip. I see he is not using it as much as he should. When he stops, I motion for him to come over to me, "Baby, I'm good. It feels great." I said, "No, not quite. You are not using that leg as much as the other one." I tossed him a pair of floating dumb bells, "You need to do more before I'm finished with you." "Baby, don't say that. I don't want you to ever be finished with me." I swim over to him and he grabs me up, wrapping his muscular arms around me like I literally meant finished. "Sweetheart, you know I was talking about the exercises, right?" He kisses me ever so passionately, I saw fireworks. I felt his tongue run across my bottom lip and I opened my mouth to let our tongues explore each others mouths. He ran his fingers through my hair and pulled me closer into his hardness, before pulling away from me completely so we could catch a breath. I know where this is going. "Sweetheart, you need to exercise now or later. Your flexibility has been compromised and you are going on stage in two days." "Baby, you scared me when you said finished with me." I wrapped my arms around his neck, "Sweetheart, you know I love you and I'm not going to leave. These exercises will only take 5-6 mins." Reluctantly, he puts the dumbbells under his arms, floats on his back, kicking with both legs. That looked very good. "Sweetheart, you need to do some more of the water exercises." "Baby, will you do them with me?" "Sure, let's do the 3D knee swing" We proceed to run through the exercises, Figure 8, Who's around the corner, Foot reach, Walking with arm swing and reach. When we get to the next part, he starts sing. It is really like dancing, Step together, side to side crossing, front crossing back. He loves the last part and so do I, it's water dancing. I probably should have just said, let's do some water dancing and he would have been good to go. We danced all over that pool and had a wonderful time. I know he is angling for pool sex and I noticed all the time we were dancing/exercising, he may have thought he was leading me, I saw Mr Happy was leading him like a heat seeking missile. He is never affected by shrinkage in the pool. Holding me close into him with a leg crossed around my thighs, he is being so persuasive and kissing me. His lips pressed lightly against mine, as if he wanted to savor it for eternity and his soft hands caressed my neck. "Baby, dancing with you is like a vertical expression of my horizontal desire. I am addicted to your love." The torrid heat running through me with the arching of all my senses is causing me to be on fire by his hand playing my center. I explode into a storm of ecstasy. Holding me, while walking over to the steps, I come down and back to him. He kisses me, "Baby, watching that was spectacular." "Uh-huh", unable and not ready to speak. Still holding me in the shallow water of the steps, he is sitting on the bottom step with me across his lap. I reach up and encircle my arms around his neck to kiss him. "Baby, let's get out and enjoy our new cabana." Thinking I need to see if the exercises restored his flexibility, "Not so fast, Mr. Nelson. I need to see two laps. Let's see if that hip is happier now." He shrugs to me, "Oh Baby, you know what that does to me when you talk like that. Umm." He swims out and takes two laps. It looks much better matching the other side. I nod my head in approval when he stops and looks at me.

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