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naturally meant
that he loved her.   She lay there
in a glow of satisfaction.   She
felt beautiful and indeed John would have to agree.   She was physically near perfect in his opinion.   The fact that he had never noticed
before was in part due to his great love for his wife and the fact that he had
always thought of Eirian as a little sister, never as a sexual being.   Even so, he must have been blind not to
notice her perfection.
    As they returned to earth, their
bodies began to cool down and Eirian became chilled even in front of the
fireplace.   John could feel her
trembling and drew her closer to him to share his warmth.   He could not resist kissing her
forehead.   His lips lingered
against her skin.   She tilted her
face up to him and pulled his lips down to hers.   This was all the invitation John needed.   He kissed her deeply, working his
tongue into her mouth fencing with her tongue.   His hands were already busy again with her breast.   He could not believe how quickly his
body was able to respond after being so completely satisfied only minutes
before.   He was as fully erect as
he had been his first time when he was sixteen years old.   Eirian body was still hot and she was
ready as well.   He mounted her once
again, but this time he took his time and made sure that she reached her climax
before he allowed himself release.   After his spasms finally subsided,
rather than just collapsing on top of her again, he held himself above her and
covered her face with tender kisses.   Finally, he returned to her side and pulled her close again putting her
head to his shoulder.   He held her
against him until they fell into a sound sleep.
    They both sleep soundly for
sometime.   John awakened first and
just lay there looking down at Eirian.   He was trying to make sense of what had just happened.   This young woman who was suppose to be
his wife in name only was threatening to become a very important part of his
life.   He was completely satisfied,
physically and even deeper.   He
could not help but feel like this was a betrayal of his precious wife.   He was still having trouble remembering
that Eirian was now his wife.   Would he always think of Johane as his true wife and Eirian as more of a
mistress, albeit a legal one?   Actually, this was a concept that he could live with.   Why should he not enjoy her sexually as
his mistress, which was so common among men of his class- although he had never
felt the need of one, yet reserve his heart for Johane?   Yes, that was what he would do.   He felt much better now that he had
reasoned that out.
    Eirian could feel John’s eyes on
her.   The heat of his gaze was so
intense that it had awakened her.   She was still caught in the after glow of their lovemaking and to her
that was exactly what it was.   She
loved him beyond comprehension.   He
had to feel at least a little bit that way himself, she felt sure.
    “Eirian, are you awake?”   He felt her nod yes.   “I think we have more than pushed our
luck.   The servants are sure to be
looking for us so they can serve supper.   Let me help you up and help you get dressed.”   He took her hand and pulled her to her feet.   He could not help himself when he
started to get hard again just watching her breast sway as she came to her
feet.   This time he could control
himself.   He was not an
animal.   He could not, however;
resist reaching out to fondle her breast just more time.   Thirty minutes later they finally began
to redress, totally exhausted and completely satiated.

                                                                                                  
                                              

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    Chapter 3

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
    Several mornings