I turn toward you, burying my face deep in your chest and inhale…that smell. I caress you, my hands searching all over your body, feeling complete o...ly when I touch you. You stir, ever so slightly, enough to slide your hands down my sides. I kiss you again, slowly sliding down your body…kissing you lightly over and over. Kissing you lower and lower, sliding my fingertips beneath your waistband. You stir once more, your fingers running through my hair. I kiss lower, my fingers slowly removing. Still a strong marriage after all these years. Part 3b - Her Version[Ms. Screwloose's version]Tommy's version of that night is pretty accurate. Of course, there are some things that he just didn't see, or hear, or feel, so he couldn't relate those. He's right that we didn't discuss our expectations for the evening beforehand. But if his expectation was that there would be playing but no sex, boy, mine was just the opposite. I was looking forward to getting laid that night. And I had done a lot. "Ok, but, handbag, purse, do you have one." No!" she said, "I use a canvas bag sorry." I thought furiously.Jewellery, I had some somewhere, the Cartier watch I bought for Julie, some pearls I won at poker, my grandma's old treble clef brooch and the engagement ring I bought for Marcia before I found she was bonking Steve Wilkins from accountancy. I fished them from the drawer in my bedside table, I set the watch and handed it to her before I slipped the string of pearls around her neck, and. "Thirty minutes tops, Sir," he replied."Do it. Commo get me the Lucifer." Aye Sir."Von Hostig's face appeared on the viddi screen, "Ah Captain Jackson, can I expect you for dinner?" Yes, I'll be over in one hour. I need to clean up and dress appropriately," he replied."Very good. I look forward to meeting you in person," Von Hostig said as his face once more faded from the screen."Weps, if that ship so much as maneuvers I want his engines disabled." Aye Sir," the weapons officer said to the.