RACHAEL

“Damn Boo! I am exhausted!” I exhaled as we brought the last of our luggage and souvenirs in from the car. “Your cousins almost wore me down to a nub!”

“Now you see why we go down to San Antonio for New Year’s! My family can party ‘til the break of dawn and beyond!” Alonzo laughed as he locked the front door and turned on the security system. “I’m glad we took Quincy this time.”

“Mommy, can I have some juice?” asked my three-year-old son.

“Yes, Quincy. Just give me a minute,” I requested as I quickly put away our coats and straightened our shoes at the front door. “Boo, what do you want for dinner?”

“Woman, you are NOT cooking! You’re still on vacation! I’ll go get whatever you and Quincy want to eat,” said Alonzo as he picked up our son and headed for the kitchen.

Following behind them on my way to get Quincy’s juice, I suddenly became enthralled by the movement of my husband’s ass cheeks in his jeans!

“Mm mm mmm! Can I get in those jeans witcha, Mister?” I purred when I passed by Alonzo.

Grinning back at me as I handed Quincy a juice box from the refrigerator, my husband played along. “Well, Miss, you’re very beautiful but I know my wife would kill me if she saw me talking to you.”

Whispering in his ear opposite of Quincy, I said, “Put the baby down for a nap so you can play with Mama.” Before I even walked out of the kitchen, I could hear Alonzo urging our son to finish his juice so Daddy can go play with Mommy!

Within minutes, Alonzo entered our bedroom to find me wearing nothing but a smile. “Can you give me a massage? My back is aching!”

Grinning as he stripped and walked toward me, Alonzo said, “Yes. Lay on your stomach.” After he retrieved a bottle of strawberry scented body oil, Alonzo rubbed my body down from my shoulders to my feet, kissing me here and there. With his hands, my lover flipped me over before looking intensely into my eyes.

“Rachael, I love you.”

“I love you, too, Alonzo,” I replied.

“And about dinner? The only thing I want to eat is you!” he growled.

Passionately, we kissed each other as we lay on the bed. Once Alonzo’s lips reached my breasts, I let out a soft sigh. His lips were so soft, I barely felt their touch. By the time Alonzo was down to my torso, I didn’t know how much more I could take before I attacked my husband! But I knew not to interrupt him because Boo was about to go downtown!

Swirling his tongue around my lower lips sent shivers throughout my body as Alonzo gripped my hips to keep me from running away. My moans encouraged his hunger to the point that I couldn’t take anymore!!

“Put it in, Boo! Put it in!!”

From the moment Alonzo entered me, I struggled to keep my moans at a low volume because I didn’t want to wake the baby which would undoubtedly disturb our groove. Grinding slowly, Alonzo teased my G-spot repeatedly as my mouth and face contorted with each stroke.

“Mm Boo you feel so gooood!” I moaned.

The more I talked, the deeper Alonzo went inside me. When he started digging his fingers into my shoulders, I knew he was about to come but I wasn’t ready to stop!

“Not yet Boo. Flip me over!”

Alonzo knew I loved it when he hit it from the back so he immediately turned me over onto my stomach before I got on my hands and knees. Quincy was starting to cry over the baby monitor which meant we didn’t have much time left. Within seconds, Alonzo entered me so smoothly that I came upon penetration. I gripped the sheets as Alonzo dug deeper into my walls!

“I… I’m….” Alonzo stuttered. “I’m… AAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!”

Completely spent, we limply dropped onto the mattress to the sound of Quincy’s wails over the baby monitor.

“I… I’ll get… him. You… You stay… here,” my husband replied hoarsely.

Not one to argue, I “allowed” Alonzo to tend to our son while I peacefully fell asleep.