Greek-American Beauty (Full House Fanfic)

Chapter 39 - Greek Night

Every year since 1975, my godparents took me and Vasilios to 'Greek Night', that was organized annually by one of my mother's closest (and fellow Greek) friends. They'd hire a venue with a large dancefloor in the Bay Area, and there'd be lots of traditional Greek food, socializing, and of course, music and dancing. I wore a silk, sparkly silver dress and my Jesse wore a tux, as this was always a formal event.

I was so excited as always, and I felt a rush as we approached the venue. As Jesse and I arrived at the venue, we saw my godparents among the many fellow Greek friends & family that were attending. My godmother gave me big hugs and kisses.

"I prinkípissa mou! Look at you, you're so beautiful!" Said Aunt Dianthe.

"How are you both?" Asked Uncle Galinos, and he shook hands with Jesse before they hugged. We saw other relatives as well as the Tanners, with whom we were sitting with, and my brother Vasilios with his wife, who were also sitting with us.

Ever since Jesse and I were married, the Tanners also attended Greek Night with us, since Pam and the girls are Greek too. I mean, who cares that it's only their mom, they still have Greek blood running through their veins! But I digress.

After dinner it was time to dance. First, the couples got on the dance floor. Jesse and I danced to a rendition of "Love Me Tender" with the other couples. Jesse held me close to him as our hands clasped while slow dancing.

When the mother-daughter dance came, Stephanie and DJ were quarreling about who was going to dance with their mother, so I stepped in and offered to dance with one of them. Stephanie opted to dance with me.

"At least I get to dance with Aunt Ophelia, and you don't!" She said to DJ, snarkily.

"Stephanie!" Pam reprimanded her.

The song 'I've Been Waiting For You' by ABBA played. I carried Stephanie in my arms as we danced, rocking her to the beat of the music as we sang along to ABBA.

After the song, we shared a sweet kiss before everyone got onto the dancefloor to dance the Greek dances of our ancestors.

We'd danced to many Greek songs before the Zorba finale, after which everyone said their goodbyes. Jesse and I kissed DJ & Stephanie goodbye, (Michelle was being looked after Danny's mother) bid my godparents goodnight, and Jesse and I drove home.

"Hey babe? What do you say to a dance to Frida's version of Syrtaki?" Asked Jesse on the drive home.

"I would love that." I replied, smiling. So after we freshened up, I put on the Frida Ensam CD (which coincidentally was released the same year as our very first Greek night), and Jesse and I danced to her joyous version of "Siko Choprese Syrtaki", while I sang over it in Greek. I remembered when I sang it live in front the Acropolis in Athens, also in 1975, and being excited about it simply because Frida sang it too! I was 12 after all!

Anyway, Jesse and I laughed with joy while dancing and after the song, we shared a kiss.

"I love how your body looks in that dress, baby." He said. Then, he slid his hand up my dress and carried me to our bedroom. He started to take off his clothes as I climbed out of my sparkling silver stilettos.

As my hunk of a husband neared me, naked, I pulled down the straps of my dress, allowing it to slide gracefully off my body onto the floor before I climbed onto our bed as we looked into each other's eyes. I saw the desire in his eyes as he got closer and closer.

I lay back on our bed, and he climbed on top of me as I took him into my arms. Jesse wrapped his arms around me tight, kissing me so tenderly. I drew in a sharp breath of pleasure as I got the erotic tingles from him kissing my neck as I caressed his head and neck. Jesse thrust deep inside me, holding me close so that our bodies touched, with my breasts pressed up against his chest.

Jesse ran his hand up my body until he reached my breasts, caressing my breast and kissing it before kissing me passionately on the mouth.

He caressed my hand as I grabbed the bedsheets, and clasped it as I orgasmed intensely. Jesse held back until I finished my orgasm, and then he finally released inside me letting out a loud moan.

He kissed my neck after he came, and caressed my face as he did so. He then ran two of his fingers down the slick valley between my breasts which was glistening with sweat before wrapping that arm around me and resting his head on my chest.