Part 118
Sarah had never been so glad to be home as she was today. She plopped down on the couch as Howie took their stuff to their room. When he came back, he opened the balcony doors to allow the ocean breeze in and then joined her.
"What do you want to do today, Angel?"
"Stay right here and do NOTHING…no responsibilities, no work, no fans…. Just you and me…ALONE in OUR home."
Howie laughed softly as he took her hand in his and kissed the back of it. "Your every wish is my command, Oh Queen of the Condo."
Sarah laughed, "You’d better be on your knees the next time you say that, slave."
Howie slid off the couch to bow in front of Sarah on his knees. With his head tucked and not looking at her, he pretended to beg, "Please forgive me, your highness. Your beauty overwhelmed me."
"That’s more like it. Now…fix me some lunch," commanded Sarah with a royal air. "But before you do, REMOVE your clothing…. Slowly."
Howie grinned but he did as she ‘commanded’. She watched as he did a slow strip tease. First his shirt…slowly, button by button was undone to reveal his chest. Then he kicked off his shoes. Next, his jeans…. painstakingly, he unbuttoned them, easing the zipper down, then hooking his thumbs in the waist to ease them off his hips. Last were his boxers and as he started to pull them down, Sarah stopped him.
"But you said to take my clothes off," pouted Howie.
"But I like those boxers. Besides, if you’re gonna cook, no need to take a chance with those precious jewels," purred Sarah as she fondled him.
Howie closed his eyes enjoying the feel of Sarah’s touch. "Mmmm…."
Sarah stood to kiss him. "Go fix me some lunch…slave."
"Before I go, I have one favor…well, more of a request."
"What? An infidel asking for something?" gasped Sarah in mock indignation.
Howie laughed as he put his hands on her waist. "Make a call to your doctor."
Sarah smiled. "Okay. I’m gonna change and then I’ll call."
Howie gave her a kiss and watched as she went to their room. He smiled thinking how much he loved her and went to search the kitchen for some lunch. It had been a while since they’d been home and he wasn’t at all sure of what was in the house.
A quick search revealed that the cabinets were pretty much empty so Howie went back to call for take out. As he ended the call, Sarah came out of the bedroom wearing a pair of his sweats with a black tank top and no bra. The top hugged her breasts, outlining every detail and Howie could tell that she was excited.
"What’s for lunch, D?" Howie didn’t hear her because he was staring at her so she moved to him and ran her hands across his chest. "D…"
"Mmmm…yeah, Angel," he said coming out of his daydream with her touch.
She began placing kisses along his neck and asked again, "What’s for lunch?"
Howie place his hands on her hips and ran them up her sides to her breasts. With his thumbs, he gently played with her nipples as he said, "I had to order something…cabinets are bare."
"Sounds like we need to go to the store," whispered Sarah as she continued to place kisses along his neck. "How long before the food gets here?"
"Mmmm…. Don’t know," moaned Howie as Sarah ran her hands across his growing erection. "I need to pull on my jeans though…so I can answer the door."
"I can get it when the food gets here," she breathed against his skin. She felt him tremble with excitement and she slipped her hand inside his waistband taking his cock in her hand.
"Sarah…" gasped Howie.
"What do you want, D?" she whispered into his ear then running her tongue along the rim.
Howie moved her to the couch where they lay down together. He began kissing her, tenderly, his mouth barely brushing hers. His tongue darted into her waiting mouth and it was a dance of passion. All the while, their hands were roaming over each other, going to the familiar spots they both knew so well on each other.
Sarah could feel Howie’s erection pressing against her and she wanted him. She pulled away from Howie’s kiss and whispered, "I want you."
As he moved to take her sweats off, the doorbell rang and he groaned in frustration. "Damnit!"
Sarah smiled, "I’ll go get it."
Howie rolled so that Sarah could get up and watched as she grabbed his jeans and his wallet. God, he wanted…no, needed to make love to her. She had him so excited that he ached. And watching her now was killing him.
When Sarah returned, she went to the kitchen to set the food down and he followed her. Wrapping his arms around her waist from behind, he placed light kisses along her neck as he pressed against her to let her know that he still wanted her.
Sarah turned around in his arms and ran her hands through his hair. "Right here, slave…. I want you to take me right here."
Howie grinned and reached into her sweats to feel her wet heat. He quickly inserted two fingers and with his thumb, tickled her clit as he kissed her deeply. Sarah continued to run her fingers through his hair and then down his back pulling him closer to her.
"Enough with this teasing, slave," gasped Sarah as she felt herself floating away. "I command you to make love to me."
Howie pulled out and with both hands, pushed her sweats down to her ankles
where she stepped out of them. Then he slid his boxers off as he had Sarah turn
around. Bending her over, he reached between her legs and parted her folds so
that he could enter her. Sliding in, he held on to her waist as he began to
stroke, slowly at first but quickly picked up the pace as his need for her
increased. As he pumped into her, he reached around with one hand and found her
‘button’. With his forefinger and thumb, he twirled it and he felt Sarah’s
walls tighten on him.
"Howie…" she moaned. "I’m gonna come!"
"Good, Sarah…that’s it…come…I want to feel you."
That’s all it took and Sarah’s juices flowed and her body shook with release. Howie followed suit, shooting his load into her.
The front door slammed shut and the couple looked at each other as they heard John call out, "Howard…where are you?"
Howie nuzzled Sarah’s neck and mumbled, "He’s got to go."
Sarah laughed softly, "Don’t let him come in here."
"John, just stay in the living room for a minute. We’ll be out."
John laughed, "Good thing I’m alone."
The couple dressed quickly and Howie went out to see what his brother wanted while Sarah got their lunch ready.
"Hey, John," greeted Howie as he grabbed his jeans from the floor.
John smirked, "Newlyweds. Look, I just stopped by to let you know that I’ve taken the condo next door. It was vacant and I figured you two needed the privacy. Looks like I wasn’t wrong."
Howie blushed and said, "I’m gonna miss having you here but you’re right, Sarah and I would like a little privacy."
John hugged his brother and said, "I know what it’s like to be a newlywed, Howard, and it’s cool. Where is Sarah anyway?"
"I’m right here," answered Sarah as she came into the living room. She gave John a hug and said, "I heard you took the condo next door."
"Yeah…let you two have your own lives. You’re in the fishbowl enough. You don’t need me hanging around."
"Would you like some lunch? D ordered WAY too much for me."
John laughed, "Already trying to fatten her up?"
"No…. I just figured…"
Sarah cut him off and said, "I said I was hungry and some times I can eat
that much. How long are you gonna be around?"
"I’m leaving now. I have to get back to Orlando. How long are you gonna be around?"
"Not sure. I have some things I need to take care of but we’re gonna take a honeymoon sometime…as soon as my wife let’s me know where she wants to go!"
Sarah stepped into Howie’s arms and he kissed her. "Okay…. How about Hawaii?"
"Thank you! Mind watching the place?"
"Not at all. See you too love birds later."
With that, John left and the couple went to eat their lunch.
The afternoon was spent trying to be as normal as possible. Sarah made the appointment with her doctor while Howie made the arrangements to go to Hawaii. There was also the grocery store. Together, they made a shopping list and then went to get what they needed. They took a walk on the beach and then came back to spend the evening at home snuggling in front of the television talking and making out.