as Christine was purring softly with pleasure. Sweat glistened from her body and she smiled at him. They both then kissed and cuddled until they fell asleep. A sleep, that was both relaxing and needed after such a steamy night. They both awoke around 6 am. “Oh, God.” Julian moaned. “I did not want last night to end. Still can’t see straight my darling.” “Hey, morning to you too, I love you. Testicles ok?” “Ha, very funny! I am fine. You?” “Couldn’t be happier, and yes I can see quite fine.” “I love you so much Christine. Not because of the love-making, this was damn wonderful. But you are so giving, kind, considerate and funny. Think we will still feel this way, fifty years from now?” Christine kissed the tip of his nose and said, “I love you and you love me. Fifty years from now? Yes I know we will always love each other. If not more by that time.” He got up from the bed, still very naked. She stared appreciatively at him. He turned and saw her lustful look and gave one back to her. She whispered. “Hurry and get back to bed. I need you.” He jokingly said, “I am a man, not a machine, I need to use the bathroom. He licked his lips and winked at her, then said, “Just a few minutes okay, work day remember.” “Hey I am not greedy.” They made love quietly, for fear of waking Joshua, one reality of having a child, lovemaking, has to be quiet at certain times of the day. After about a half hour, they prepared for the day ahead.
Christine arrived at work, late, maybe by fifteen minutes, she found a not too happy Charlotte. “Christine, what happened? I was about to send Melody for you. You are late! Never be late again. I will deduct this from your wages!” “I am sorry, Mrs. Christopher, it will not happen again.” “You have to get cracking; I have some important clients coming in today. They all want to see design samples for their ballroom dresses.” Whatever, feelings of euphoria she had, disappeared, the minute she saw Charlotte’s face and heard her yelling. “Whatever, the design requests are, Mrs. Christopher, I will fulfill them.” She then headed shamefaced to her office, and prayed for the day when both her and Julian, will have enough money saved so she could open her own design house. After few minutes of settling in, she heard a slight hesitated knock on her door. She told the person to enter and saw it was Charlotte. “Christine, I hope you are not too upset at me. It’s just that I have a tight ship to run and cannot afford to take any chances. You are an excellent designer, a bit temperamental at times. I’d hate to lose you.” “Charlotte, I appreciate the fact that you have a business to manage and I am sorry I was late. But I do not appreciate, being bawled out before our clients and co-workers. If this happens again, I will resign with thought or hesitation. I hope you understand my position.” “I do and I am sorry.” Christine smiled and softly said, “All is forgiven, then.” “How was your evening with Julian, you had such a happy look in your eyes this morning.” “It was simply, one of the best nights of my life. He had rose petals, lining the doorway of our room, to the bathroom, in the bath and on our bed. Then we made, wild passionate love, as if when we were first courting. God, it was truly magic. Charlotte, I love him so much. I kept praying our night would last forever. I have never, been made love to by Julian, with so much passion before.” “I envy you, my Thaddeus, does not touch me anymore, and when he does, its clack, clickety clack and then he rolls over and falls asleep. I then have to satisfy myself! God, it’s so frustrating. I am still a young woman of thirty four. I need good love to be made to me.” “You, know I had a similar experience once, same clack, clickety clack and then off to dream world.” Oh, my goodness was that with Julian.” “God, no! It was with some man, my poppa was forcing me to marry.”
Christine arrived at work, late, maybe by fifteen minutes, she found a not too happy Charlotte. “Christine, what happened? I was about to send Melody for you. You are late! Never be late again. I will deduct this from your wages!” “I am sorry, Mrs. Christopher, it will not happen again.” “You have to get cracking; I have some important clients coming in today. They all want to see design samples for their ballroom dresses.” Whatever, feelings of euphoria she had, disappeared, the minute she saw Charlotte’s face and heard her yelling. “Whatever, the design requests are, Mrs. Christopher, I will fulfill them.” She then headed shamefaced to her office, and prayed for the day when both her and Julian, will have enough money saved so she could open her own design house. After few minutes of settling in, she heard a slight hesitated knock on her door. She told the person to enter and saw it was Charlotte. “Christine, I hope you are not too upset at me. It’s just that I have a tight ship to run and cannot afford to take any chances. You are an excellent designer, a bit temperamental at times. I’d hate to lose you.” “Charlotte, I appreciate the fact that you have a business to manage and I am sorry I was late. But I do not appreciate, being bawled out before our clients and co-workers. If this happens again, I will resign with thought or hesitation. I hope you understand my position.” “I do and I am sorry.” Christine smiled and softly said, “All is forgiven, then.” “How was your evening with Julian, you had such a happy look in your eyes this morning.” “It was simply, one of the best nights of my life. He had rose petals, lining the doorway of our room, to the bathroom, in the bath and on our bed. Then we made, wild passionate love, as if when we were first courting. God, it was truly magic. Charlotte, I love him so much. I kept praying our night would last forever. I have never, been made love to by Julian, with so much passion before.” “I envy you, my Thaddeus, does not touch me anymore, and when he does, its clack, clickety clack and then he rolls over and falls asleep. I then have to satisfy myself! God, it’s so frustrating. I am still a young woman of thirty four. I need good love to be made to me.” “You, know I had a similar experience once, same clack, clickety clack and then off to dream world.” Oh, my goodness was that with Julian.” “God, no! It was with some man, my poppa was forcing me to marry.”
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