Post by kris1907 on Aug 27, 2006 18:50:19 GMT -5
Chapter Twelve
John moves around a beach chair and down the row of sun tanners. Stepping over a fallen towel and around a couple pairs of shoes, John stops next to his two bathing beauties. As the shadow casts itself over her body, Belle looks up and waves lightly at her father, but makes no other movements.
Smiling himself, he moves over to his wife and leans down. Cupping his hands on the sides of her face to block her view, “Guess who?”
“Oh Jeffrey… you’re back. Did you bring my drink?”
Cocking an unimpressed eyebrow, “Jeffrey huh?” John leans down and lightly blows on her neck, watching as the goosebumps form on her shoulders. His eyes shift quickly to the side and as her moan of approval leaves her lips, a devilish grin finds its way across his own. Reaching towards the table, John picks up the glass of water and holds it above her body, “Just so happens, m’lady, that I have it right here for you.”
As the last word leaves his lips, John allows a small stream of water pour from the glass and onto her back. Her back immediately tenses as a shriek of unhappy surprise leaves her lips. In a mere second, the glass straightens, the flow of water halts, Marlena grabs at her towel and instinctively turns to shield herself from the onslaught of water.
With his eyebrow up, he asks sweetly, “Water?”
“Don’t you dare, John Black!”
“Oh so now you know my name, huh?”
“I was just playing around!”
“And now I am just playing around.” The soft giggle to his left, causes him to look over at his daughter.
This small distraction allows Marlena to reach up and grab at the glass of water. The small uncoordinated struggle causes the glass to splash up at John and fall down on her exposed stomach. “Now we both look like we’ve been playing.”
“I think somebody needs to go for a swim.” John leans down to scoop Marlena up into his arms. She immediately begins to protest and push against his attempts. Her protests are firm, but her laughter begins to overshadow them, as finally she manages to throw John off balanced. His hands grab for the chair, his knee finds the ground and he lets out a low “Oww.” A deep breath and a small attempt to hold back some of the laughter fails miserably as he attempts to utter, “I think you’ve gained a little there Doc, because that use to be so much easier.” His sentence is complete, but the look of utter shock at his arrogance and rudeness causes another fit of laughter to leave both himself and Belle.
“John Black! That is the meanest thing you’ve ever said to me!”
“Can’t be! No… no!” His protests are short-lived as Marlena’s fingers dig into his sides and make a quick attack of his hips, finding his infamous tickle spots. “I give!” He attempts to squirm away from her, but the position of his knee on the ground and his arm tangled within her own does not allow him much ability to stand, nor escape. Doing what any desperate man would do in his hour of need, John takes in a deep breath, attempts to ignore the cruel attack on his body and leans down to kiss her neck.
His lips easily find the sensitive patch of skin just below her collarbone. As his lips descend upon the area, his tongue circles the spot before he gently sucks in the area of skin. Not wishing to mark her, he moves upward slowly, showing amble consideration to multiple areas on her left shoulder blade. Her attack lightens as he feels a breath being sucked into her lungs.
Nails leave his sides and begin to lazily move up and down his back, tracing the curve of his spine, each stroke moving further down. John lifts his head and stares straight into her hazel eyes. No words are necessary as they share a gentle and playful smile. He leans down, two sets of eyes close, as their lips meet in a tender kiss.
A soft apology is whispered into her ear, “I’m sorry I got you wet.”
“No you aren’t.”
“Okay, I’m not. But that is the polite thing to say. Besides, you started it.”
“And I will end it as well.”
“Oo oo… big bad promise there, Doc.” Her hand slides behind his head and pulls him back down to meet her. Lips crash together, as her tongue makes quick work of the barriers between them. Once granted access, the battle slows to a playful game, as both simply take their time exploring one another’s mouth. It has been so long since they have been able to truly relax, embrace, and be completely carefree with each other.
Her fingers tighten and pull him even closer. John readjusts himself, attempting to relieve some of the pressure that has fallen upon his knee. He leans into her, skillfully captures her bottom lip between his teeth before capturing her mouth fully once again. They fall into a rhythm of small, tender kisses followed by one deeper one.
Together, they pull back. Each turns their heads so that they can bury their noses into each other’s shoulder. Simultaneous breaths are taken in and slowly released. As a ring interrupts their moment together, neither rushes to release the other, but at the same time, neither tenses in worry of who or what news may be on the other line.
John pulls back and moves himself into a sitting position on the ground, next to Marlena’s chair. She readjusts herself and easily slips back into sun tanning as he answers his phone.
“John Black.”
“Hey John, it’s me. We believe we have proven that the photographs are real.”
“Well that’s great partner.”
“But we also found something within them, that you need to see.”
Shifting his weight, John takes a quick peek up at his girls before responding, “What did you find?”
“I think you need to see it for yourself. You should head back immediately.”
“Uh..” A soft sigh leaves his lips. A hand moves to rub the back of his neck, as he nods to nobody in particular, “Yeah… okay. I can be back in Salem in a couple of-” He breaks off as he looks up once again. Neither female seems to be paying him a bit of attention, as they both seem completely relaxed and captivated by the sun. For a moment, his concentration is lost within the sight of his wife, stretched out, clad in very little material, and seeming for the first time in a while completely at ease within her skin. Not looking away, “You know what Abe, I’ll be back there sometime on Thursday to take a look.”
“Are you sure? John, this is pretty big.”
“But it will keep, right?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Then I’ll see you Thursday.”
“Okay. If that is your decision, I’ll see you Thursday.”
“Thanks for everything, partner.”
“Anytime.”
John clicks the phone shut. Though his wife seemed to be paying no attention to his conversation, the small smile playing across her lips tells him otherwise. Standing back up, John pulls off his polo shirt and quickly steps out of his kaki shorts. Adjusting the string on his swim trunks, he moves along side Marlena’s body and quickly scoops her up into his arms.
“John!”
“Too much sun is bad for a person, didn’t you know that doctor?”
Without giving her a moment to reply, John releases her into the deep end of the pool. As soon as he hears the splash, he turns and jogs back towards their spot and quickly scoops up his unsuspecting daughter. She barely has a moment to register what is happening to her and where her mother has vanished to, before John dumps her unceremoniously into the pool and quickly jumps in after them.
The picture for any passer-bier is of a family that shows no strain, no trauma, no stress, and no worries. Instead, their bodies shine with laughter, fun, and contentment in the world. They’d see a wife use her seductive skills to lure in her husband for a gentle kiss, while their daughter swims up behind her father, ready to pounce. As the kiss comes to an end, she pushes her husband back, as the daughter leaps and dunks him under, just to be pulled down under by him mere seconds later.
