Well… I went out to Weis Market here in Newton NJ with Julia this afternoon. My intention was to meet her at Liberty Towers, where she was meeting with another friend of ours. So… At 1:50 PM I headed out so I could meet her down by her car at 2:00 PM. I got as far as Foster Street when I met Julia coming the other way on foot. When we met, she gave me one of her deep passionate kisses that has come hither written in every stage of it and said, “I figured I’d stretch my legs and meet up with you before driving again.”
We walked hand in hand back to Liberty Towers and Julia’s parked car in good time, me having been coming from our Apartment at Newtonian Gardens. She didn’t have any clients scheduled and had called me from Ellen’s, asking me if I’d like to join her for a store run. Having finished up a virtual meeting with one of my clients regarding their website I figured I could use the outing and promptly agreed. Besides, we’d both been hanging at the apartment for the past few days for a change of scenery and the joint was running a bit low on a few things.
Once done in Weis we stopped at Dunkin Donuts for a coffee before heading back to the apartment. Julia said that Ellen had a few interesting things to tell her during her visit with regard to the so-called Director of Liberty Towers, who we all agree is running a great big scam on the Federal Government with his company, Execu-tech, based out of Manahawkin NJ.
Julia then told me how it would seem that every time little Willy, as he is affectionally called by some of the residents has been having some serious problems getting to work, “Even when he tries to reach Liberty Towers in a new rental vehicle.” Apparently, he’s been having all kinds of crazy problems with vehicles; water pumps exploding, engines seizing, transmissions going, and on his last trip he drove into the driveway on four flat tires.
But it was with tears of joy that Ellen told Julia about William Snyder’s experiences with the wildlife living on Liberty Towers Property. Apparently, him and his secretary, Caron, had walked outside one afternoon to find a huge black bear standing on the roof of his car taking a crap. Another time, he nearly got run down by a deer that had decided to take a jog over his rental car from trunk to hood; smashing both the rear window and windshield as it went.
At that point I jokingly asked, “Can you imagine trying to explain to the rental agency why you’re bringing them back their car with hoof prints on the trunk, roof, and hood?” We both lost it at that point and couldn’t help but yield to uncontrollable laughter.
Finally, after a few moments, Julia suddenly shifted from her side of the table to a chair right next to me, placing her hand on my lap and very slily asking in a soft tone of voice, “Honey? Have you been playing around at center again?” As she asked the question, Julia was ever so gently running her hand all the way up and down the inside of my thigh, sneaking a kiss when she was done speaking.
Of course, I very innocently said, “Why no. I would never work a session intended to have such terrible consequences for someone so virtuous and outstanding in the eyes of the community.” In between Julia’s soft giggles, I could have sworn I heard her saying something that sounded strangely like, “Bull crap,” before she leaned close for another deep long gentle kiss.
When we left Dunkin, we decided a trip to A&G Pizza in Andover was in order. We took a table in the corner and Julia sat close to me throughout the meal; her talking away about work, the seminar in NYC she was leaving early for the next morning, and her visit with Ellen. “Those ladies had quite the in-depth chat by the sound of it.” And… No. It didn’t escape my notice that her hands were traveling to places on my body that would have made a senior citizen blush if they’d looked under the table.
In retrospect… I guess it shouldn’t have taken me totally by surprise when, once we walked into the apartment with our bags and set everything down in the kitchen, Julia suddenly grabbed hold of my hands and dragged me over to the leather sofa in the living room saying in a rather guttural voice, “I want you. Take me now.”
So… What’s a guy to do when his wife puts it like that? It really was an awesome experience, and one Julia had apparently been envisioning in her mind all day. And… Yeah… When all was said and done, she reminded me that it’s the quality of time that matters over quantity of time, assuring me that, “I delivered and then some.”
After a while Julia moved off towards the bathroom to begin filling the tub for a bath. While she was doing that my phone rang, and seeing the caller was my dad, I answered. By the time Julia had the tub full I had finished taking a few quick notes on changes my dad wanted made to his business site. “It’s good to be the paid Webmaster!”
After a hot relaxing bath for two, complete with a few glasses of wine, Julia and I were ready to call it an early night. Of course, one good night kiss led to another and another and… Well… She just smelled so good and… Well… She gave me permission… Um… More like begged… Or… Uh… Maybe it was demanded… But who really cares how it all went down. “She felt damn good!”