My 60th birthday, before returning to an empty void of nothingness. I questioned why it was so different. I mean, I knew why after all, I hadn't forgotten. The one thing that completed me was gone forever. The one thing that I craved beyond all things, who I was missing so, who I was lost without, my compass, who had the map that guided me, that kept me on my course, that understood me and gave me what I needed when I needed it. Not because I wanted it; but because I needed it and there's a world of difference between want and need.
My friend was right. I needed to get laid. I needed to do something that would take him away from me. To block the sensory overload I was having. I searched my brain for solutions and finally landed upon my 40th birthday celebration, vacation. What a memory. I could feel the edges of the memory swirling just slightly out of reach.
We never bought standard gifts for each other for our birthdays. We gave a gift of ourselves. Something that would bring great joy to our partner, but it may cost us a little something, not monetarily but emotionally. Usually these were great sacrifices on our part. Things we didn't want to consider in our normal family life or even in our more intimate moments. These are things that would be of an extreme nature. Gifts to be given once; but to be remembered for a lifetime and what a memory this was. I could feel it coming nearer, I opened the patio doors and a warm breeze traveled over me. My vision clouded and I was caught up in one of my favorite memories.
As was our want, most of our personal celebrations were done in Jamaica because of the freedom there. The freedom to express. The freedom to be. The freedom to do. As per my usual at this clothing optional resort, the moment I hit the lobby I was stripping my clothes once again and the bellman would hurry behind me picking them up folding them neatly and handing them back to me. As I stood at the desk naked without a care in the world, the staff greeted us happily, recognizing us which made us feel comfortable. A sort of home away from home. I took a deep breath and looked around the lobby nothing really had changed. As I turned back towards the desk I heard the clerk. The rooms you have requested have been gone over. The list has been double checked and everything is done and it has arrived. I stood back and I looked at my husband knowing it had something to do with my 40th birthday. Wondering what he had in store for me this wonderful person that completed me, sheltered me, guided me and reveled in me and with me daily as many times as he wanted. I tugged on his pants on the belt around his waist. Unbuckling, unfastening and pushing it down. And there was that Irish man turning that lovely crimson color that I so adored. But he stood proud, naked from the waist down and it didn't take me long to disrobe him there in the lobby in front of all eyes and it did not matter. It never did with us. He stood proud, flushed and blushed from head to toe. All man, glorious, strong, firm, rock hard. I took a hold of him by his cock, grabbed the keys from the clerk, glanced at their number and heard Jacques saying, "I'll show you to your room. Where's your luggage?" I said, "He may have some but I have none as always. Everything I need in this little bag and patted the satchel that laid over my shoulder. Jacques chuckled. "As you say Madam." I grinned at my husband and said,"Oh madam, if only I were so lucky."
He laughed deeply and grabbed me to him and said, "You really are ready for this aren't you?" I kissed him deeply; which always took my breath away, my hand on his chest and pushing back from him I said, "When have I never not been ready for something you have planned my love?" "That slight change in plans for a few days I think has heightened your excitement if anything my love. You have never been this antsy before nut you are radiannt." "With good reason." I exclaimed. " You have been doing nothing but driving me mad with little innuendos of what to expect. All right already. We spent the couple of days not alone but we had fun. I know it wasn't part of our plan but it worked out great didn't it?" He nodded and said, "Yes a good time was had by all."
He smacked my ass and then grabbed where the warmth was starting to spread. Where I knew the hand print was becoming visible as he caressed it reaching his hands between my legs and swiping his fingers through my depths and bringing them to his lips and sucking them deeply in his mouth saying. "As always you are very ready."
I started wriggling my knees like I always did when I was becoming impatient, my legs twittering, arching my feet, up on my toes and my arms just flailing and fluttering all around him. I said, "Come on honey, let's go. You know I'm dying here. You know I need you. Please don't tease me more baby, I can't stand it." and then squeezed my thighs together and felt my body shudder in orgasm.
I guess the memory of the flight, his hands between my legs almost the entire time fingering me with a blanket over my lap to hide it from prying eyes, but not my moans and not my groans and not my screams of ecstasy. I could not hold them in. I never have been able to with him. The memory quickly washed over me and I was lost in it's reverie standing in that lobby. He knew when these things happened and usually he just watched as emotions washed over me with the memory I was recalling….. It was our flight here that made me pause and I let it
come.
A member of the cabin crew had spoken to us during the flight after one very long, loud orgasm. She asked us to please stop; as passengers we're becoming anxious. My husband expressed his qualifications of flying to the stewardess and reassured her that the fellow passengers would be fine and suggested they explain to those that were nervous, there being an extremely, nervous traveler aboard. He told her they would understand. Not satisfied with the solution and obviously very nervous she said, "Sir you don't understand it is the pilot that has requested us to ask you to stop." My husband stood and said, "Would you mind telling the pilot I'd like to speak with him if he has a moment?" and reached out his hand for me to accompany him.
I got to my feet and followed him quickly as we followed the stewardess. She disappeared for a few moments into the cockpit when we arrived the door was closing swiftly behind her; to only moments later, coming out holding the door wide and pointing the way in.
As we entered, I heard the latch shutting behind us and my husband saying "Really! You old bastard. How the hell are you?" He was laughing and I heard an all too familiar voice saying, "I thought I could have some fun with you the moment I saw your names on the manifest." I was now trying to push my husband forward and see around his shoulder and as he stepped to the side slightly turning and looked at me with an enormous smile on his face. My eyes moved over his face and then towards the pilot's seat.
My mouth an O and then turning into a familiar seductive smile. There was Willie, the man that made me go and talk to his friend all those years ago. A little older, very gray and lots of laugh lines and furrows, but still the same. Our dear, sweet Willie, not changed too much that I couldn't recognize.
I rushed forward pushing against my husband as I made my way past him through the narrow passageway.
As I came up to his side, he grabbed me into his lap and kissed me soundly and deeply and when he released me, looking backwards at my husband and then back to me. He said "Oh, so still the Vixen aren't you? and I nuzzled into him squirming my ass across his cock and said, "But always, you know me." He said in a throaty whisper in my ear "Mmmm, that I do dear."
He spread my legs and put his fingers in me. He turned to his co-pilot and asked "You got this?" The co-pilot, a fairly young man with eyes wide and mouth gaping, staring at the pilot's fingers inside of my bare pussy, fingering me rapidly and hearing my moans, swallowed with an audible gulp and said, "Yes, of course."
Willie was already motioning to my husband. My husband lifted me off of him and he quickly unbuckled and got to his feet and said "Come here Vickie, I've needed you for a long time."
He grabbed me to him, kissed me deeply, kicked down the seat from the wall, unzipped himself, sat and pulled me on top of him and entered me fully until I was impaled on his magnificent cock.
Within moments my clothes were stripped from me by my husband's and Willie's deft hands, the same as they had many, many times before by the two of them in symphony almost; as if no time since we had begun our adventures together; several months after we returned from our honeymoon, had ever existed.
We had often been referred to as the three musketeers because we were always together. Little did anyone know that the three of us enjoyed each other immensely and the two of them would pass me back and forth between them taking turns fucking me and then fucking me together one in my pussy and one in my ass because they were almost of equal size and girth. It was exquisite the way they timed themselves.
I fell a little in love with Willie during that time. Not the love that I had for my husband, but a little in love with him for the pleasure that he gave me and his eagerness in doing so. In reality they were closer than brothers.
I was making short work of bringing myself to orgasms as his hands assisted me on my ass helping me to rise and fall and as if remembering so well pausing and grinding me down on top of him to start the dance and the dismount again. He would draw completely out and then move his hands to the top of my hips as I stayed perched above him my lips just touching his head and he would thrust up for his entering me at the same time as forcing me down hard again on him.
The whole time my husband and him were catching up, when my moans turned to screams. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to him and silence me with a deep tongue kiss and didn't stop until my orgasm abated. When our lips finally parted his teeth grabbed my bottom and he said, "We can't be upsetting the passengers dear, now can we?"
My husband had unzipped himself and approached saying, "The next time dear I have something for you to help muffle your sounds." I reached greedily for him and took him into my mouth, sucking him deeper and deeper down my throat and swallowing to take him deeper still and when his balls were on my bottom lip and my nose was on his abdomen, I inhaled deeply and swallowed again. All the while, Willie was maneuvering me on and off of him and I was cumming again feeling my moans from my throat my husband let out of groan and released his load down my throat, burning me with his fiery cum.
I could feel Willie growing harder still and moving me at a furious pace on and off of him and as my husband started to withdraw, I screamed as I let loose and ground down on top of Wilie's massive cock.
Willie's throaty voice now growled in my ear, "No, you haven't changed one bit darling. Still so tight, still so strong, still so wet. I'm so glad you haven't love. I'm going to cum deep inside of you baby. Try not to scream." With one final descent and him slamming himself upwards into me he came. I could not hold in the scream from my orgasm as he jetted against me and against my cervix his warm cum filled me. Pump after pump.
Willie's hands explored every inch of me, his mouth ravaged my breasts with his teeth and his tongue making my nipples into hard buttons standing at attention. I grabbed his head and with my other hand I cupped my breasts and fed it to him one after the other and letting him suckle me, teasing my nipple fully into his mouth. Pulling back he exclaimed, "Oh you are so demanding. Tell me, how is that pussy of yours still so tight? How it is still grabbing me as you glide. But you have to be still now, I have work to do. Come on love I can't... give me a few moments." and turned to his co-pilot and asked, "How far to approach?"
I glanced over at the copilot to see him turning his head to the gauges and back towards us and then back to the gauges and he made his response. With that Willie helped me up off of him and handed me to my husband. He stood and zipped himself back up with a little difficulty. His pants were soaked to his knees covered in our cum.
As he approached the co-pilot, he tapped him on the shoulder and said get up my friend will sit there. Don't worry, he's a pilot like us. His co-pilot stood and unbuckled. My husband walked with me to the front of the cockpit handed me to the co-pilot and said "Enjoy!" and took the co-pilot's seat. The co-pilot looked at me, gave me a lop-sided grin, looked at Willie, who nodded.
With that I slipped from his arms and pulled down his zipper releasing him from his pants. I went to my knees and took him fully in my mouth and began my ministrations of another delectable cock.
He rested his hands lightly on my head. I reached up and reposition them to the back of my head and then put my hand on top of his and with my next down stroke I pushed against his hands against my head forcing me down on his cock. As I came back up I waited for another questioning look. Again my hand at the top of his and pushed as I was forced hard down his cock and he got my meaning as I looked up at him. He nodded and then grabbed hold and fucked my mouth. When he came I gulped greedily. It was delicious. I kept sucking. I couldn't get enough.
After withdrawing from my mouth he helped me to my feet and then pushed himself back into his pants he didn't step forward and instead he put his fingers in me and said,, "Oh, you are so very wet and pulled them out and put them in his mouth. Whispering to him I said, "That is your pilot's cum as well." He said, "I know that. I love sucking his cock. He gives such big loads."
I was amazed. Both Willie and my husband professed over and over again that they didn't want to get into any man on man contact while we were together. I looked at Willie, who was grinning and shrugged and said to his co-pilot, "This is the one I was telling you about Mike. The one that could suck a man dry and still want more. Okay, everyone buckle in we're coming in."
He folded down another seat and put me into one and strapped me in still naked as the day I was born. He sat down next to me and said, "When we land they will knock on the door. I have to answer it and then I'm coming back and fucking you." I said, "Whatever you want sugar. We have no time table for today, do we dear?" I questioned my husband. He looked back at us and said, "No, nothing that can't wait; at least, for a bit."
I reached over unzipped his pants freed his cock again and started stroking him and said, "You'll be much more comfortable this way." He quickly grew hard in my hand again. Moments later we touched down and started our taxi to the hanger.
I quickly release the seat belt, stood released his, grabbed his cock and put it in me and he said "No I want to pound you." He stood up holding on to me still in me he used his foot and snapped the two seats upwards and laid me on the carpet, put my feet up in the air, rested them on his shoulders and pounded his cock into me as I was screaming my orgasm. He was yelling back, "Oh my God Willie, she is so fucking tight and the way she grabs you when she comes. Willie quickly responded "I know, isn't it incredible?" With a loud groan and gritting his teeth Mike said,"It is incredible. I could fuck this forever." My husband joined in and said simply, "Indeed, but I will be the only one who will."
They were all discussing me as I kept being pounded by this stranger with an incredible cock giving me climax after climax. Just before I reach my Nirvana, he was through and flipped me onto my stomach forcing my head to the floor and grabbed my hips upwards and plowed back into me pounding harder still using my hips to slam me back against him. I could feel myself getting close again and Mike was grunting now, making those short quick strokes, letting me know soon he was about to cum.
With a giant roar he buried himself in me and I could feel him twitching and squirting and it was running down my legs and dripping from my pussy as he continued to thrust and cum. "Talk about big loads!" I said. Willie yelled back over his shoulder, " I know isn't it incredible. You should feel it in your ass. Baby you would love it! I know I do. I can't get enough of his cock."
My husband was looking at Willie quizzically. It looked like he was going to say something and then he shook his head. I said, "Okay if you won't I will. Willie you taking it in the ass now and you suck cock? When did this all start? Not that I'm complaining. I've been begging him to do it, to just at least try. He continues to say 'no'. Maybe you can convince him he doesn't know what he's missing if he doesn't at least try it once or twice or a thousand times, if that's what he wants."
Willie looked at him. He reached across the aisle and put his hand on his shoulder gripping him and he said, "There's really nothing better. Where are you staying? I'm going to take a day or two and I'm going to show you personally. I've always wanted to fuck you man. I don't know why we never did. I know back then it was like you were queer or something if you did, but it's about pleasure man. I'm telling you. How hard you cum, the orgasm you'll have, it's incredible!" He continued, "You have the best cock sucker in the world for a woman, but a man sucks your dick better than a woman can any day. It's incredible how hard they can suck compared to a woman."
My husband was shaking his head negatively. He said, "Willie, man, you know I love you like a brother. I would give you anything I have in this world with one exception or make that two. One is my cock and the other is my ass." He held up his hand as Willie started to speak stopping him and continued, "The cock belongs to her anyhow and I know I can trust her not to give it to anyone that I wouldn't want to have it."
Willie looked at me questioningly. I shrugged my shoulders and said, "You know I could never do anything like that unless he told me he wanted it. So, we're beating a dead horse here. I've tried. He doesn't want it, he doesn't even want to try. I don't understand it since he's always asking me to try everything and anything and I've never told him no. But he is resistant when it comes to this and I don't know why. One day he'll tell me and then finally I'll understand."
Willie shrugged and said, "Whatever man. Sorry." My husband said, "Don't worry about it, it's all good. We all understand each other now. So you guys have a couple of days off here?" he asked. Mike answered quickly saying, "Yeah, we do. Guess I'm going to be odd man out while you all catch up."
"Not necessarily." my husband quickly said. "I love watching her be pleasured. I'd love to watch her be pleasured by both of you at the same time over and over again and why don't we see where three cocks can go in her? She's never quite had that experience at once. I think it's time she does. I had a few things planned for her that I can rearrange if you two are game? What do you say? Come on Willie, let's show Mike how good that pussy of hers is. What do you say?"
Willie was silent. He looked hurt. Mike quickly said "I'm all in. I know how tight it is and I can't wait to get it again. I want to taste her. I want her on my face fucking it. Come on Willie what do you say? Just cuz you can't fuck him doesn't mean you can't fuck me. We'll show them how it's done and he'll see what he's missing. Who knows how it will go? We won't know like you said until we try."
Willie looked at me. He said, "I don't know. I feel like a party crasher. You think I don't remember but I know it's your birthday Vickie. Knowing the two of you there are some wild plans ahead. I don't want anything that you've got going to fall apart because of me and Mike."
I had heard enough. I said, "The three of you, do you have your ears on? Can you hear me five by five?" They all nodded quickly. I continued, "Good! I'm only going to say this once and this is not me asking, this is me telling you all. Until I tell you you can leave me you are going to be doing me for the next several days. I want to be done every which way imaginable because believe me, I have been imagining this for a very long time. Not with the three of you specifically but with three specifically. Do I make myself clear? Before you answer, I'm telling you, there are no questions, there is only a yes ma'am, because I won't hear of anything else.
I continued pushing it home. "Mike you're delicious, I can't wait to taste you again. Willie, I haven't had the chance to taste you just yet again, let's see if the older version tastes as good as the younger one did. And you my dear husband, do not insult my men again. Do I make myself clear?"
All three in unison yelled out, "YES MA'AM!" Laughing as they approached me together. My husband grabbed my face and stuffed his tongue in my mouth. Willie grabbed my breasts pulled my shirt down and tried to suck both my nipples at once laughing saying,
"Still can't do it. They're too big." Mike approached from the rear and lifted my skirt and put his fingers in me fucking me with them hard. You could hear the squelching noises. I started moaning again.
Just then there was a knock on the cabin door. Mike exclaimed, "Dammit, she has the worst damn timing." and pulled his fingers from me which made me groan. I said, "Hmm, I don't know about that, maybe she wants to join?" Willie said "Don't you dare. I refuse to ever even try to go there again. She's a man eater, prick teaser. She hates men. I swear to God." The knocking became louder. Mike said "Everybody ready?" With his hand on the door. Willie jumped up, pulled my shirt up over my breasts and dropped into the Pilot's seat. My husband quickly folded down the two jump seats and pushed me into one and took the other for himself Lily looked back and nodded and said "Go ahead Mike, let her in." When Mike opened the door he had his other hand up in almost a stop position and as he opened she stumbled in. "They:ve secured the ramp and the doors. We're ready to start disembarking. Do you care to join us, sir?" If you could vocalize a sneer that's exactly how her voice sounded on the word sir. Mike quickly said before Willie could answer, "If you don't mind sir, I will see the passengers disembark. You stay with your friends and enjoy catching up." Willie just nodded his assent. The door closed behind Mike. He made sure to pull it fully closed. As soon as it was closed I couldn't resist,"Well, she sure doesn't drip honey does she?" "More like acid." Willie said. "If you don't mind, give me a few minutes so I can button this up." He said, scowling slightly, a sure sign that he was concentrating I recognized it well from many years ago. My husband said not a problem man. As long as she's with me I always have something to entertain myself with. Come here baby. He pulled me to him with my blouse and his fingers inside of me already. He said "You know how much I love that squelching sound you make when your full. Can't wait. I think you have enough room to stand up and straddle my face and let all that yummy creampie pour out of you and into my mouth." Willie let out a loud snort and said, " I think the man protests too much. If he loves creampies from others, then he's sure to love it from the source." I sighed and said, "Willie, I told you you're beating the dead horse can you just let it go because I'm not going to be able to deal with this for the next couple of days. I'm begging you. Either you two start getting along and sharing me or I'm leaving and you both can deal with each other. I'm telling you, you both make me feel tired listening to you poke at each other when you should be poking at me. After all, I'm the birthday girl." "Yes ma'am!" they both said in unison; although, my husband's was very muffled between my thighs. He was busy slurping up all of Willie's and Mike's cum. Sticking his tongue in me as far as he could, curling it and then sucking through it like it was a straw. It's incredible what he does but he always leaves me squeaky clean and I have never complained because I'm always guaranteed to cum as he's finishing because like
he's always told me, it's like adding whipped cream to the top of a wonderful dessert. I was delectably sweet and was the crowning touch to any dessert.
As he continued I grabbed hold of his hair and said "Okay baby, get ready for it, your crowning touch." I slid my pussy up and down his face, stopping at his chin and grinding my clit and then opening as I slid back up over his mouth and his waiting tongue that pushed hard against my clit and ended on top of his nose grinding my clit against the bridge. Back and forth I went until he grabbed my clit with his teeth and bit down lightly. That was all it took and I exploded gushing and pouring my cum. It was just flowing like a waterfall. I heard him gulping and slurping. He took his thumb and rubbed it hard over my clit. With his other hand he inserted two fingers with just that right curve in just the right place and closed his mouth over my mound and sucked hard and was rewarded, as I squirted into his mouth. I was screaming and bucking against his face.
Just then another knock on the door, only it was opening and I could see a key in a hand. It was a male hand. I didn't stop them, I probably should have. Because right behind Mike was Dolores.
She pushed past Mike and said, "Honey, you really want to cum and cum harder than you ever have before, let me eat you. I promise you, you'll see stars and want what a woman can do for you, more than their dirty old cocks." She rushed forward and when she reached me she didn't hesitate for a moment. She pulled me backwards and had her fist inside of me supporting me against her and she pounded it in and out of me. I turned to Willie and Mike and said, "There's your problem. You don't have a pussy." With my husband's help, I tilted forward exposing my entire pussy almost in her face. She continued to pound me until I was screaming again. Only this time, her mouth was on my clit and she was nibbling it just the way I liked. Just as quick as she was pounding me, I told her, "Well if you won't feed the masses and it's left solely up to me, then you shall be last. Isn't that fair then? I think you'll see the error of your ways and words quickly if you want to play with me." With that my husband and Willie quickly scooped me up one holding each leg and spreading me wide. Mike said, "Then we're off! Are you comfortable my dear lady? Here let me see how you fare up on your perch. He reached forward and stuck his fingers in me making me squelch as he finger fucked me as they walked out of the cockpit turning sideways where Mike toook advantage of the very close proximity and took a lick from my ass to my clit, staying nibbling as we made our way out the cabin door onto the ramp. When he stepped back he was soaked his entire uniform shirt front. I was moaning and getting louder and when I opened my eyes and looked around all the ground workers were paused staring at us. Feeling rather Regal but slightly embarrassed who are we kidding I wasn't embarrassed at all I wanted everyone to see so I waggled my fingers at them and said in the loudest voice I could muster, "They don't want cake, they want pussy juice." Not sure if I heard laughter and then the voices started wow hopefully you have enough for all of us. Who could blame them with such a delectable Dish as you. I'd like to have seconds if I could. Will you feed the masses my lady? With that I tapped on their shoulders and asked them to halt and I said, "You do know that man cannot live on bread alone. So, we must supplement with pussy juice and cock cum to have the right vintage to compliment any meal. When you find the correct vintage never stop drinking til your filled and sated as everyone should be." We walked into the terminal on out the front doors and there at the curb was one of the longest limousines I had ever seen. It was all gleaming white in the Jamaican Sun. It was breathtakingly beautiful. Two men quickly took the bags from Dolores and loaded them into the trunk and opened two doors to the back wide open. My husband and Willie deposited me on the seat. Mike and Dolores we're being ushered to the other side where the doors opened and they quickly entered the vehicle. Dolores was beside me. She leaned over and whispered to me, "You could be a queen." I turned to her and said quietly, "I am. He makes me feel that way every day." As my husband gave the location of where we were lodging to the driver. I reached between Dolores his legs and prodded them apart and slipped two fingers under the edge of her panties. I started pulling and she lifted her hips. I asked for the sunroof to be opened and it quickly rolled back almost soundlessly.
The air rushed in and I breathed deep, whispering, "Ah, my beloved Island, I have missed you so. Thank you Jamaica you are as beautiful as ever. Thank you for bringing me here again. Who knows what adventures await me this time? If it has been anything like my past visits they will be spectacular and make me want to return quickly to your embrace again." For whatever reason this island held me in it's thrall every time I visited.
My husband said, "Have you finished your greeting my dear wife?" "Not quite my love, just a moment more. I turned to the others and I told them I always give this island a gift when I arrived and when I depart, because it gives so much to me while I am here." I reached into Dolores's lap and gently removed her panties that laid there neatly folded. Before she could protest, I threw them out the sunroof and turned and watch them Sail in the air. The breeze was strong it lifted them and they sailed off into the distant Horizon. I turned to Dolores and said you won't be needing those. I said spread your legs. She did as instructed amazingly enough without quarrel.
I turned to Willie and said, "There you go. Now you may feast upon that which you have wanted for so long." Dolores took a quick breath and I said, "Trust me, he has wanted you for quite a long time. I know this man." Pool
Willie looked at me and quickly looked at Dolores and said "I have, that's why you vexed me so." Dolores questioned, "Vexed?" Willie responded, "Well, you come up with a better word if you can. It's what you have been doing to me these last several years ever since you joined my crew."
Dolores said, "No, the word is very appropriate. I just didn't think that you had that command of the English language. You impressed me as more of a neanderthal-type, because usually all I hear are grunts and groans from you." "Well, I hope you're prepared, dear Dolores, because the only thing anyone will be hearing from you for a while is your grunts and groans and moans and screams of ecstasy under my ministrations."
I noted he had already started and Dolores rushed to get the next words out but not quick enough as a moan shook her voice and she whispered breathlessly, "We shall see." Mike sitting across from them said, "I think we already are."
The car filled with laughter, as I rested my head on my husband's chest. "Happy?" he murmured in my ear. I nodded. Again, leaning down to get closer he whispered, "Welcome to Jamaica baby." I sat up and I put my fingers over his lips and I said, "Oh no, you don't get to welcome me that way. We will have our time just the two of us as soon as we enter our Shangri-La." "As you wish my love." he said. "I can refuse you nothing that your heart desires and I'm so happy that it still desires me after all these years."
"Without a doubt." I chastized him. "Who else would have put up with me these last 22 years, dragging you up out of sleep more times than not, all just to satisfy me? How could I not want you and all you have given to me? Your love, your acceptance and every desire I have ever had for me or fantasy I have ever dreamed, you have granted me. I love you with all my heart. Thank you for bringing me back to the place where I feel whole and complete. I would be lost without you."
No truer words were ever spoken between us. In less than 10 years he would die in front of me and it took me 10 more before I could move on.
Now my friends, the end of my life approaches. As well, the end of my time here with you. I started with a memory to this blog called 'Warming Rays'. That was the last trip we took together and how it begun. I said that I would complete that remembrance of that time we spent together and share it with you. I have not been able to bring myself to do so. It is complete, but I cannot bring myself to share it. It is a precious memory that I will keep to myself. There are too many echoes resembling my time now. They are best kept close to my heart and not to be shared.
Instead I felt this might be an appropriate substitute for you to enjoy. Another time, another adventure, those moments spent in ecstasy, happy to be back amongst the climate, the smells, the sounds and the sights that we're always present here.
Yes, welcome to Jamaica and he did it so spectacularly on our balcony that night. Bathed in the moonlight and the warm tropical breezes. We spent hours just the two of us exploring and enjoying every bit of each other. They knew not to interfere. After all, they had their own explorations to do that would continue between the three of them for many years.
I hope your lives are filled with joy and adventure and the greatest ecstasy that you can imagine. I hope you find what completes you and brings you what you desire. Our life started in France together where we honeymooned, so I will say I Adieu and bon voyage. After all, the journey is one worth traveling if you know how to explore, live in the moment and be free.
This time I sign my given name….at least the first part… ~Vickie 💋.
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WOW... Just plain wow .... Fantastic display of heartfelt moments
Beautiful description of a natural hunger, of a grief experienced, of anticipation for life in a way. I love this site because we can share more than the conventions of polite society. We can get deeper than the contemporary medical vision of "health". We can explore beneath appearances, into the depths that matter to us. To the Vvrooom that is who we are and NEED to be.
Thank you for sharing part of Jamaica with us, Vickie.
Your descriptions painted an epic and memorable time. 🔥💕
I prefer to say "Au revoir." 🌹
I know there feeling....