Monday morning the waterbed sprung yet another leak. Instead of trying to patch it, I decided it was time to recycle it, and leave it for fuel at the nearest beach fire pit. Jade was out interviewing for a couple of jobs, so I took the opportunity to surprise her by draining, dismantling, and disposing of her most hated piece of furniture. When she got home, she was thrilled to see the bed gone, and excited at the prospect of shopping for a brand new one. My impulsiveness meant that we would be sleeping on an air mattress for a few nights. Although it didn't leak water, it did leak. By 3 a.m. we were basically sleeping on the floor. The immediate priority was to find a bed.
Amazingly, finding a bed proved to be very easy. We agreed on a frame and a mattress the first time out. I paid in full, and in two days we would be sleeping in luxury. Knowing that our new bed was on the way made the air mattress more tolerable, but not any more comfortable. During sex, I told her I noticed that the mattress salesman was getting excited watching her try out all the different beds. Without thinking, she had put on a short denim skirt before we went shopping. There was little she could do to avoid his voyeuristic stares as we laid down to sample each one. She said she should have just got comfortable and tested the mattresses while wearing her P.J.'s (which would have been the same pair of panties he had seen, but with nothing else), and asked me how I would have felt about that. I told her that I was thinking the exact same thing, and that we probably could have gotten a much better deal if she had. Jade confessed that a couple of times she allowed him a little better of a look, but never let him see too much. The talking continued, and within minutes we were climaxing together. We soon fell asleep, and we kept holding each other while the air mattress slowly lowered us to the floor. Only one more day 'till delivery...
We both woke up that morning excited about the arrival of our new purchase. Delivery and set up were included, so all we had to do was fold up the air mattress and wait for the truck. I had a full day of work ahead of me, so I left it up to her to manage the activities at home. Before I left, I gave her a kiss good-bye, and told her I couldn't wait to break in our new bed when I got back. She said she'd have everything ready, and then sent me on my way.
I tried to call a few times during the day to check in, but never got an answer. This wasn't that unusual, as she will often get busy, misplace her phone, and lose track of time. It only made me that much more excited to get home and get busy. As promised, when I arrived, she was ready and waiting for me. We went straight to the bedroom, and I was excited with how great the bed looked. We both stripped naked as quickly as possible. She shivered as my fingers caressed her skin, and she began to describe what happened during the day.
She said that she decided to take a nice long shower after I left for work. She took her time enjoying the heat of the water, and told me how soothing it was while it pulsed over her body. She washed every inch of her skin, shampooed and conditioned her hair, and then carefully and completely shaved her legs, under her arms, and her pussy. She said the whole time she was bathing, she was thinking about me, and how I was going to take her when I got home.
Just as she was finishing up, she was startled by a loud, fast, knock on the door. She was quick to leave the hot, steamy bathroom and go answer it. The only thing handy was a bath towel to wrap herself in, and because of the urgent sound of the knocking, she didn't think twice about how she looked as she opened the door and welcomed the delivery men. They had already carried some of the bed frame up from the truck, and immediately began toting the pieces into the house.
The lead man's name was Daryl. She described him as a fairly large, tall, black man, and said she was a little intimidated by him at first. His helper introduced himself as Hector. He was shorter, a little stocky, and Hispanic. Hector's stares did little to help her feel at ease, but they were both very polite and gave her the impression that they knew exactly what they were doing. As she led them to the bedroom, she noticed them checking her out, and she could tell that they liked what they saw. While she was telling the men where to set up the bed, she glanced at herself in the mirror. Her hair was sopping wet, and she wasn't wearing any makeup. Her face and skin looked as clean and fresh as when she was still a schoolgirl. She felt a tinge of excitement when she noticed that the towel was barely keeping her covered, and then realized that if she moved the wrong way, the delivery men would be getting one heck of a bonus!