Torrents of rain pelted the tin, corrugated rooftop of their rented bungalow. Jenn stood near the screened door, watching the slanted rivulets of water arc and splash against the lush tropical undergrowth. The temporary monsoon brought a cool breeze, erasing the day's humidity, her thoughts were peaceful and mesmerized by nature's simplicity, realizing she hadn't been this relaxed in weeks.
Here there were no phones, no faxes, no belligerent clients, free from the confines of a bra or work clothes, Jenn's skin luxuriated within the soft feel of his gift. Reaching to mid thigh, the see through silk negligee was perfectly naughty, wispy and intimate, a wonderful anniversary present.
She turned and walked past the circular glass table, a large wooden bowl held fresh local fruit: mangoes, bananas and papayas. Dominating the getaway's interior was a large, canopied four poster bed, her eyes scanned along the pressed linen sheets, fluffed pillows and on the bedside table a tall pillared candle flickered, emitting the scent of almonds. Jenn smiled inwardly, he thought of everything.
The maple dresser had three long drawers and she adjusted the swiveled mirror, to remove her earrings and apply a fresh coat of pale red lipstick.
He emerged from the bathroom, an ethereal cloud of steam and familiar after shave wafted into the room. He flung the thick, damp towel over a wicker chair and stood behind her.
The mirror reflected a portrait of two smiling faces. His hands rested upon Jenn's hips, languidly moving up across her ribcage to cup her soft ample breasts, his fingertips lightly caressing both erect nipples.
"Happy anniversary baby. Wow...you look good..."
"You...make me feel that way." He leaned in, planting a soft kiss on her neck, she turned her head, providing all the access he needed, loving his warm lips there. Stealthily, his hands retreated, opening the collar of the gown and sensuously peeled the garment down and over her shoulders. Wantonly exposed, the silk fabric puddled around her ankles and in the mirror she watched his eyes drink in her nakedness.
Spooning himself against Jenn his semi-hard penis lewdly pressed between fleshy alabaster cheeks, lips smoothly darted along her shoulder, leaving a moist trail leading towards her sensitive neck. Steadying herself, Jenn's open fingers gripped the dresser's top, sighing and relinquishing pent up desires inside her pubic mound, her feminine lust stirring.
She shivered as his teeth nibbled erotically on an exposed earlobe, "Mmm...baby...I could eat you up..." huskily whispering the invitation.
"Ohh...yes. I'd...let...you..." Jenn turned and on tip toes reached to kiss his full lips. Their mouths fused hungrily, tasting one another's passion, the tip of her tongue aggressively darting into his mouth, their hands mutually roamed at will.
