I kick off my shoes and socks slipping them under the bed I walk up behind Illy, my hands on her waist and guide her to the window kissing her neck so...tly and whispering in her ear, "This is the window where you can see see the outside world including all the stars in the sky." "Uh huh," she smiles over her shoulder grinding her ass back against my crotch. I moan softly and slide my hands slowly up her sides tugging her top as I go. She lifts her hands up and I pull her top over her head my. There was a traditional pattern engraved on the wings but with a raised overlay of floral vines with tiny five pedaled flowers. It stood at least a foot and a half tall and was made of a rich dark wood. I marveled at his skill and the level of detail in each leaf and petal, the wrinkles and ridges of the butterfly’s abdomen. The time it must have took to do this staggered me. ‘You made this for me? Really? Oh my gosh I love it. Look at it! You can’t be serious this must have taken you months.. ‘I am so proud of you,’ I whispered. ‘I don’t have to hear Mike’s story to believe he meant it when he said you saved his life. You are a hero, Christopher West. You’re my hero. I’m damn proud of you, and I’m damn proud to be your wife.’ We were alone there together, and in that intimate moment we both felt safe in each other’s arms. With no one but me to see them, Chris’s tears poured out. I pillowed his face against my breasts while he wept, tenderly stroking his back. ‘Let it go, Honey.. Melanie kept licking and fucking me with the dildo until I had another orgasm, then she too rolled over and lay down. We stayed there like that for several minutes until our breathing finally returned to normal. Steve got up and started getting dressed. Melanie leaned over and told me to keep the bra but lose the pants when I got dressed. She gave me a long hard kiss on the lips, then got up to get dressed. While Melanie was dressing, Steve walked over to me and leaned down. He took each breast.