Kissing her cheek and neck and down to the top of her breast until I could stand back up. Then I leaned over and gave her another soft kiss on the lip....“I like the bow on my present,” I said as I took the sash off my shoulder. The look of anticipation in her eyes was delicious as I moved down her body. My hands finally touch her stockinged legs on either side of her calves with the sash stretched between. Lining up kisses starting on her thigh, just above her knee. My hands and lips rising at. Decision time. In a shy voice she asked, “Would you make love to me? Show me what to do? I want to do something, but I don’t know what or how.”I rolled over so I was on top of her. Kissed her lips. Then her eyes. Then her ears. I spent a long time just caressing her and kissing her. I felt the tears rolling down her cheeks and licked them away. She cried some more. I drew my lips along her neck, down along her jugular vein into the depression at the base of her neck. I buried my face. . maybe not stormy ... just wet ... but still a dark and wet night. The three jackbooted thugs ... maybe not, the oldest looked to be about 19. Typical nordic-type German; tall, thin, blond with blue eyes.Like I mentioned ... boisterous seas. A U-boat is pretty calm below the wave zone. We were bouncing around pretty good. The three of them looked uncomfortable ... and maybe a little seasick and a lot homesick.Wendy left the cabin, came out on deck and stood horizon watch ... not that she could. .. that that isn't your style, isn't..." Then what is it?" You just ... Jon, when was the last time we were intimate?"The question brought him up short. Has it actually been that long? "I don't know, Caitlyn," he admitted, "I haven't exactly kept track." Well, I haven't either," she said, "but it's been long enough that I've noticed." Her voice was wrinkled with tears. "And, Jon, it ... I know what they say about the honeymoon period, I know that ... I know that, back in the beginning, when we.