by M T Stone
“What are you thinking about?” Jack asked, breaking my chocolate fixation.
“I think I’m becoming addicted to dark chocolate and champagne. How many calories do you think are in one of these truffles?”
“I’m going to say 10 calories each, so you can enjoy as many as you want,” he replied with his usual smirk.
“That’s not even close. It’s probably closer to 100.”
“You have nothing to worry about, Kate. If I find you on the couch in the middle of the day with a box of truffles and a bottle of champagne, then we’ll discuss it.”
That’s funny. That’s exactly what I wanted to do yesterday instead of going to the office to meet with Brenda. I popped another truffle into my mouth and slowly began to push Jack back to the corner of the Jacuzzi.
“Now what do you want to do?” I asked, giving him the naughtiest look I could muster.
“I don’t know, I’m feeling pretty tired.”
Without saying a word, I reached down between his legs. “It doesn’t feel like you’re tired,” I replied after finding exactly what I had expected.
Jack just smiled and sat up on the edge of the tub after I coaxed him with a tug. Suddenly my focus had shifted from chocolates and champagne to much more carnal urges. After stroking his beautiful cock several times, I softly kissed the tip and let my tongue glide slowly all the way down his shaft until I reached his balls. He moaned in appreciation as I teased each of his balls with the tip of my tongue before working my way back to the tip.
When I pulled his cock toward me, I knew he was expecting me to become more aggressive but that was not in my plan. I had every intention of making this last for awhile. I planned to tease him until he couldn’t take anymore, and then I wanted him to completely ravish me. I could hear the frustration building as I slowly drew his engorged head into my mouth, using my lips to caress his soft skin and my tongue to tease him. Each time he began to respond, I would pull back and softly kiss the length of his shaft once again.
Normally Jack would’ve only allowed me to do this a few times before scooping me up in his arms and having his way with me. This time, however, he seemed content to simply enjoy it and let me have my fun. I gave him several firm strokes with one hand, while caressing his balls with the other. That got a more intense response from him. Once again, I reverted to teasing his head with my lips and tongue while continuing to massage his balls softly. After a few more minutes of this, Jack finally reached his breaking point.
“Alright, that’s all I can take,” he said standing up and pulling me to my feet.
Jack exited the Jacuzzi with me in his arms and made a beeline to the bedroom. Still dripping wet, he reached down with one hand and literally threw the covers off the bed. He then laid both of us down and gave me a subtle growl to let me know his state of mind. I’ve done my job.
Jack
This woman drives me crazy. Watching her magnificent performance from above was an incredible turn on. Now it’s my turn. After a long slow sensuous kiss, I asked Kate to roll onto her stomach. I allowed my dick to slide along the back of her smooth legs as I kissed the nape of her neck and nibbled on her earlobe. The subtle scent of her perfume still lingered. I just love the way her skin smells and tastes. I moved along her back, kissing my way down her spine. As I reached her smooth, silky bottom, I pulled back and began to caress her with my hands instead. Running them slowly up and down her back at first; then allowing them to drift over her nicely rounded ass. I still can’t get over her amazing muscle tone. I love what yoga does for her.
She let out a sigh of pleasure as I massaged her left hamstring and calf, working my way down to her sweet little feet. “That’s almost orgasmic,” she purred as I kneaded the ball and arch of her foot. After completing the other foot, I began working my way back up her right leg. Spreading her legs further apart, I slid my legs beneath hers and sat in between them. I began to massage her beautiful bottom, while occasionally letting my fingers to lightly stray between her legs. Her silky, smooth pussy lips already glistened, a telltale sign of her state of arousal. I just love being naked with her.
As I continued to caress her, my attention moved from her gorgeous ass and legs to parts that are more intimate. Sliding my middle finger between her wet folds, I softly began to stroke the length of them. She began to moan once again as I slowly worked my fingers up and down the length of her slit. Each time I came to her clit, I would softly glide my finger over the top of it before taking another slow, luxurious stroke. After a few minutes of this, my fingers penetrated her, and she immediately arched her back to ensure that I hit the right spot. With each circular stroke, I could feel the little bumps rising up as she began to move her hips from side to side.
“God I love how you do that,” she said through her moans. “You need to put that big cock inside me.”
I had been thinking the same thing, as I, too, had begun to feel my pulse between my legs. However, I gave her G-spot several more firm strokes until she began to squirm.
“Stop, Jack… I’m going to come…”
That’s exactly my intention. Lifting up my knees and holding her in place with my free arm, I continued to increase the intensity. She squirmed and gasped as I pushed her past the point of no return. As she lay there catching her breath, I suddenly realized that I was still trying to prove my virility to her. I didn’t want her to treat me differently as a result of learning about my heart condition, but the past two nights I had actually been overcompensating for myself. I pulled my legs out from under hers and lay down next to her. I softly ran my hand along the curves of her back.
“That was definitely intense,” she said obviously still in recovery mode.
“I’m sorry if I got carried away.”
“No, it’s fine. It’s not like I didn’t enjoy it,” she replied with an endorphin fueled smile and a glazed look in her eyes. “I guess I was just hoping you would make love to me in the Jacuzzi the way you did the last time we were in there.”
My mind was instantly transported back to the night that Kate returned from Allentown. That night had been emotionally charged by the fact that we were both struggling to rationalize our relationship. It was hard to believe how much had changed since then. The fact that we were past such a major mental hurdle should have been momentous, but my heart issues had simply replaced it. It’s just another hurdle, I thought, as I planned my next move.
Kate
Jack looked as if he had to process my words. Then he scooped me up once again and returned to the Jacuzzi. I was hoping for a repeat of the most incredible sexual experience of my life, as he sat me down on the edge of the tub. I slid into the water in an attempt to warm up a bit before taking my place on the ledge in the opposite corner facing the mirrors.
“You are simply amazing,” Jack cooed, as he cranked on the hot water before emerging from the water behind me.
Jack slowly kissed and probed his way past all of my sensitive areas. He has such an amazing tongue. He then positioned himself so that I could just barely feel the tip of his cock against me. He held my hips in that teasing position as he kissed me from behind and ran his tongue along the base of my neck. I pushed down on him, anxious to get him inside me. Unfortunately, Jack adjusted just as quickly and began to ravish the side of my neck with his hot lips and tongue.
“You are such a fucking tease…. I shouldn’t let you get away with it.”
Jack simply snickered as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back into the now steaming bath water. He reached over to cut the water, but I was more focused on the fact that his cock was now buried deep within me.
“We’re going to have to take it slow,” he said, as our now submerged bodies caused the water level to come within an inch of the top of the tub.
I grabbed hold of his thighs from above and began to rock my hips up and down. He instantly grabbed both my wrists and wrapped both of our arms around me. As he began to move me up and down just slightly, I remembered that it was the s
low, subtle motion that had driven me mad the last time.
“I love how it feels to be inside you,” he whispered.
“Mmmm, I love how you feel inside me,” I whispered back, already feeling breathless.
He held me so tight that all I could do was succumb to the rhythm of his motions. Conceding, I began to focus on the incredible fullness deep within me. Once again, I began to flex my inner muscles providing additional friction. That did not go unnoticed by Jack. He let out a groan almost immediately, before slowing to an even more subtle pace. He’s determined to make this last…
Jack
She’s not going to rush me tonight. We have no place else to be and we have all night to enjoy one another. I let go of her arms so that my hands could cup her breasts. As I squeezed, I began to lengthen my strokes just a bit, which Kate seemed to enjoy. My hands worked their way down the length of her body and came to rest on her well-muscled thighs. I felt a sudden jolt of lust, which I always blamed on the testosterone. It caused me to abandon her thighs and grab the sides of her hips instead.
As I looked forward into the mirror, I saw the sexiest facial expression on her face. Her eyes were closed and she had become more vocal. Each time I lifted her hips, she continued to use her muscles to grip me tight. That feels so fucking amazing! I was almost disappointed when I felt myself losing control, but I decided instead to let her have everything I had.
“Oh god, like that!” she exclaimed, as I thrust deep into her before retreating all of the way to the tip.
I continued to lift her hips as far as possible without losing her and then thrusting as deeply as I could. Sensing the approach of my climax, Kate once again grabbed onto my thighs and took control of the pace. She always had a knack for taking over the action as soon as she sensed any vulnerability on my part. She continued to pound me as I struggled to maintain control. I let out a loud groan hoping she would take it as an indication to lighten up a bit… she didn’t.
Kate
Jack was so good at getting me completely sexually charged, that it often made it hard for me to maintain control of myself. I knew Jack had reached his limit, but I wasn’t quite there, so I continued to lift my hips and thrust down upon him. After several more strokes, I reached my release and almost instantly realized something was terribly wrong. Jack hadn’t said a word, but he had let go of my hips, and seemed to be struggling to catch his breath.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?” I asked him as I immediately swung around. He had the worst look on his face and was white as a sheet. I knew right away that something was incredibly wrong. I pulled him over to the edge of the tub so he could sit on the step.
“I’m going to call 911,” I said as I hastily began to exit the water.
“Just wait a second,” Jack gasped as he grabbed my arm. “Just sit down for a second. This should pass. It’s just an episode of tachycardia.”
“It’s what?” I asked as he continued to struggle and then began to cough.
“My heart rhythm gets messed up. It usually straightens out on its own,” he explained as he continued to have a series of harsh coughs.
As we sat there, the color slowly began to come back in his face. “Is it getting better?”
“Yeah, it’s straightening out. Hand me a towel and let’s go back to the bed.” After helping Jack out of the bath, I went to the bedroom and propped up some pillows for him.
“That’s perfect,” he said as he eased onto the bed and laid back.
Holy shit that freaked me out. I thought he was having a heart attack. It was then that I realized the extent of Jack’s heart condition. That day he stumbled out of the shower, I had a bad feeling about how long it took him to recover, but he had made it seem as if nothing was wrong. What if something would’ve happened to him while we were having sex? I would’ve never forgiven myself.
Chapter 8 – Wrapping Up Things in NYC
Jack
Son of a bitch…. This is exactly what I wanted to avoid. Nothing ruins your sex life faster than a partner who is worried about your heart condition. After having my first bad attack of tachycardia about a decade ago, Eva always seemed pre-occupied while we were having sex. She wouldn’t admit it, but I knew that she always worried about over-stimulating me and causing issues with my heart. I really wanted to avoid having the same situation with Kate. I should’ve been a little more careful.
“Was this the same thing that happened in the shower a few weeks ago?” Kate asked with a look of concern.
“Yes, it happens once in a while,” I replied trying to be nonchalant.
“I’m sorry,” she said with a look of remorse. “We’re going to have to be more careful in the future.”
“No. It’s usually brought on by stress, not from having sex,” I tried to explain.
“Well, I don’t think you were stressed in the Jacuzzi. The only stress was on this thing,” she teased, running her fingertips along the top of my dick.
“Well, it’s definitely relaxed now,” I replied giving her a sad smile.
My heart sank as I realized that our days of fun-filled, exciting sex had probably come to an end. It made me angry and even more anxious to find a miracle cure. I’m going to do whatever it takes to get my heart healthy again. I’m too damn young to be slowed down by something like this. I don’t care what it takes or how much it costs.
As I went to sleep that night, I began to focus on my heart becoming healthy. At the time, I wasn’t sure if it would be stem cells, a transplant, or something completely different that would turn around my situation. Therefore, I simply chose to focus on my heart becoming healthier. As it turned out, it was the beginning of a very interesting journey.
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“What would you like for breakfast?” was the next thing I heard.
“Wow, what time is it?”
“7:45,” Kate replied. “You were out cold. Are you feeling alright?”
“Yeah, I feel really good actually. I’m going to have a 3 egg white spinach omelet and black coffee.”
“Really… That’s a change from the smoked Gouda and truffle version,” Kate teased.
“I’m going to get healthy, Kate. I’m tired of dealing with heart issues.”
“That’s awesome,” Kate said, taking a seat next to me on the bed.
“I want to be here for you, my kids, and grandkids. I’ve decided I’m going to live to be 93.”
“Really, you randomly chose the number 93?” she said in a doubtful tone.
“It’s not random. I have a great uncle that lived to be 92. He set the record for longevity in my entire family tree. I’m going to set a new record, so you don’t have to worry about me checking out early.”
“I’m all for that, I would be 66,” she said with a big smile.
Wow, she’s cute and quick at math.
“Yeah, at that point you could just move into a retirement community and hang out with the other old maids,” I suggested.
“Naw, I’d rather stay at home and get a cute pool boy,” she countered, slapping me on the stomach.
~~~
After a healthy flavorless breakfast, we met the others back at the conference room and pounded through another day of details. The pace was just as productive as it had been the previous day, but Kate was very quiet. It seemed as if her mind was a million miles away from what we were working on. I’m sure she was still pre-occupied with my little episode. She really doesn’t have to worry, getting healthy is going to be my sole focus in the coming months. I’m going to treat it like the greatest challenge of my life and I will succeed. I thought about how I had neglected my health over the past few years, but I knew that it was completely possible to regenerate my body and feel good again. All I need is some discipline and determination.
As we took a break for lunch, Jayne pulled me aside to talk about stem cell therapy. “The government in the Bahamas is still in the process of framing legislation to regulate Stem Cell therapy down there. You should wait to see what
happens before doing anything.”
“I know what’s going on down there. Peter knows several of the doctors who have opened up clinics, so he’s briefed me on who is the best.”
“So you trust a fellow fashion guru more than your cardiologist?”
“Just relax and let me explore my options. As always, I’m going to follow my gut. If something feels right, I’ll do it. If it feels wrong, I’ll go in a different direction. Before I do anything, I’ll talk to you and Brandon about it, alright?”
“I just don’t want you to do something desperate because of Kate….”
“Whatever I do, will be for me and for all of you,” I replied cutting her off in mid-sentence. “I want to see both you and Brandon get married and I would like to know my grandchildren. They will never get to meet their grandmother, but I would like to be around for them.”
“I’m sorry; I just don’t want you to do something rash because of a much younger girlfriend.”
“You are so much like your grandmother in that way. You always have everyone else figured out, don’t you?”
“Probably not, but I try,” she admitted giving me her puppy dog eyes.
After giving Jayne a hug and some reassurance, I excused myself from the group. They were all debating on what to order for lunch, so I took a walk down to Juice Generation. I couldn’t wait to see the look on everyone’s faces when I came back with a Very Green Juice for lunch. This stuff actually tastes quite a bit better than it looks. I can handle having this for lunch. I’ll have to talk to Carla and see if she or Chef Jameson can make these for me onboard the ship.
Kate
No matter how much I tried to focus on the business at hand, my mind was just not into it. I realize all of these details are important, but they seem pretty insignificant at the moment. I’m really glad that Jack and Brandon are here to go through all of this with Brenda. I wouldn’t think of half of these things if I were trying to do it on my own. I’m a creative designer, not a detail oriented business manager. This is exactly why I didn’t want to be involved in day to day operations. I sure hope the stem cell therapy works for Jack.
