Chapter Nine           

by sloanranger

Part 1

Steve was already in bed, watching The Late Show. She brushed her teeth and hair, and joined him.

"What were you doing all that time on the computer?" He said.

"Nothing, just looking for some high school year-books."

"Mine?"  He said, smiling.

Elaine leaned over and kissed him lightly.

"No, Darling, why would I need to do that when I have the real thing right here?"

After 12 years of marriage, the couple still had the excitement of newly-weds in their lovemaking. From their first meeting, Steve and Elaine felt a chemistry for each other that had never abated.

Elaine still became excited to the point of distraction, whenever Steve walked into a room, her body unequivocally giving her away. And Steve, frankly, could barely keep his hands off his wife, often to her embarrassment when they were in public.

They hadn't any children yet, so their love-making was free-ranging and varied.

They did it in the bathtub – uncomfortable, but after enough wine, doable. They did it on the kitchen table... and on the kitchen floor, they did it in every room in the house.

Best of all, sometimes they did it in the backyard, lying in the grass under a eucalyptus tree. There was just enough of a chance that a neighbor might peek over the fence if they got a little noisy to make it feel thrilling and dangerous. Being alone in the house, they felt no constraints in their lovemaking and sometimes they did get noisy.

(To be continued).