Slow Love

New Year's Eve

I wake up and see the clock. We have to get up now! We'll be late if we don't. I softly kiss him, "Sweetheart, wake up. We need to get ready to go out." He slowly opens his eyes, pulling me into him, "Baby, I love you. I want to show you my love." "Sweetheart, huh-uh. Not now. We overslept and don't have time. We have to get up and get dressed. The shower will have to suffice for now. Come on, get up." I try to peel myself from him as he his holding tightly onto me. "Baby, I want to make love to you. I need to feel my wife." "Sweetheart, do you want to see long hair on me tonight?" "Oooo, Baby. Of course I do. I can hardly wait." "Okay, we need to get up and hit the shower. It takes me longer to get that done for you." We get out of bed and head to the bathroom. The shower is like all other showers, wash you, wash me, pleasure you, pleasure me, pleasure us, wash again. Smooth lotion on me, lotion you, pleasure again. Finally done and getting ready to go out. He dresses quickly, but it takes a bit longer to get that wig on just right and style it. He is waiting for me on the balcony when I come out dressed and ready to go. He turns around and sees me. There he goes, trips right on out of here. You know the look. Drawing his hands to his face, "Um, um, um! Baby, that vision of you just now took my breath away." I saunter over to him and he wraps his arms around me, softly kissing my neck. I take my hands and cup his face with that silky, soft evenly trimmed and sculpted 5 o'clock shadow all over it, feeling it with my thumbs. "Hmm, Sweetheart. Mama likes!" He is running his hand through my long hair at the same time, looping it over his hand. "Ooo, Baby. We may be late for dinner." "Um, Sweetheart, you look scrump-dilly-ious tonight. I can't wait until the after-party." With my hands still on his face, I pull him in for a red-hot lingering kiss. I quickly step back, laughing, "We have to stop or we'll never make it to dinner." I shiver and shake my arms down to my hands with that burning desire. He is chuckling that devilish chuckle watching me. "Baby, if I had any idea that a little facial hair would turn you inside-out, I would have done this much sooner." He reaches out to take my hand and I back off out of his reach, "Sweetheart, give me a minute. I need to get myself back together." He is cracking up laughing at this point watching what this is doing to me. I am so hot with a private tropical vacation, skin flushed and my panties are saturated at this point as I head over to my wardrobe for a change. He's chasing me around the suite, "No, no, no! Don't or we'll never make it downstairs. Stay right there, please? Better yet, go downstairs and meet with Bonnie and Steve okay? I'll be down in a minute." He is laughing so hard at watching this, it is making me laugh too. Good gawd! Who would have guessed, a wig and a little facial hair is sending us on a trip beyond. This dinner is going to something else! 

He looks so dashingly gorgeous in that suit and the open shirt with the chest hair is topping it all off! I see his pants are full and bulging at the seams, he's going to have to shake that out before he gets downstairs. He relents and says he'll meet me down there. I change my panties and check my hair before I head down. We all meet up in the foyer downstairs, he puts his arm around my waist and that electrical current hits, going straight to my core. Drenching my clean panties, again! I back up laughing and he busts out laughing too. Bonnie and Steve are wondering what's going on, I try to get myself back together and I say, "We need to get going to our reservation for dinner." I won't let him touch me as we go out to the car, because I know what's going to happen. He opens the door to the car and I dodge him trying to guide me into the seat. I hop into the passenger side quick to avoid any contact, he gives me his side eye as he closes the door. We all get loaded in the car, he's driving us with his hand resting on the gear shift. I place my hand on his, zap there it is again. I pull my hand back, drawing my arm crossing my chest and he gives me another side-eye. "What's wrong, Baby?" "Nothing dear, everything is alright. I'm excited to welcome in the New Year.