I got out of bed quietly and tiptoed into the bathroom. I then brushed my teeth and headed into the kitchen to put coffee on.
As I moved towards the kitchen though I had a sense like someone was standing just inside the door. It couldn’t have been Julia though because she was sleeping in the bed I left a few minutes ago, “Wasn’t she?”
When I Moved through the doorway, arms reached out of the darkness around me accompanied by soft laughter. “Looking for this, Babe?” Julia asked me teasingly. She then kissed me deeply, clearly having freshened up a bit herself. “The coffee can wait. I won’t.” Julia said as she…
Well… I realized that she was wearing nothing whatsoever and… Um… I’m really glad we keep the counter tops clean because after the head she gave me right there in the middle of our spotless kitchen floor… Yeah… The bar separating the kitchen from the living room was just the right height for what came to mind on my end next.
After several long exquisitely drawn-out breathtaking moments of blissful raw ecstasy I sat down on a stool. Julia perched on my lap facing me for a while just holding on, her body trembling against me. “It was nice.”
Once her trembling had eased, she got up and I heard her go into the living room for a moment and put something on. When Julia came back into the kitchen again, she handed me a silk bathrobe saying, “I got this for you, and it arrived the other day. Now might be a good time for you to put it on, don’t you think?” Julia said playfully.
“It is a little cool in here at the moment I guess,” I said. “Thanks Julia. I like it.” Julia giggled and said, “It’s purple. The color royalty wears, and it suits you. And… No,” she suddenly said laughing. “You aren’t a royal pain in the ass so don’t even go there.”
After showering and picking up the bedroom, we spent the rest of the day cleaning the house and then headed over to our Apartment at Newtonian Gardens to check on things there. We were informed by Dana Santos at Goldberg Realty that the State of New Jersey’s Bureau of Housing would be sending an inspector by for a visit on Tuesday. So… We decided to make sure everything was ship shape there, too.
Once there and having gone over things a bit, lightly dusting, running the vacuum, dealing with the bathroom, plus a few other things, Julia ordered dinner and as we waited, well, “She was feeling rather frisky.”
When we finally did return home, it was around nine and we headed into our studies to take care of weekly reviews and what not. When all was said and done… Yeah… We both passed out for the night, having thoroughly enjoyed a few more playful rounds between the sheets.
“I love you Mr. Schnabel. You will forever be my Purple Knight,” were the last words I heard leave Julia’s lips. “I love you too,” I replied just before passing out.