Watching Julia gaze at the falls lifts my spirits in a way I cannot put my finger on. How many times have I visited this spot over the years? More than I can count. My parents loved this place and used to bring our family here at least once a year. I have always thought it was pretty, but I am seeing it through new eyes now, seeing her excitement and joy at visiting the natural wonder for the very first time.After I give her plenty of time to take it in, I pull her close and ask, “Would you like to grab a bite for lunch at a restaurant where we can still see the falls?”“Yes,” she says quickly, her smile wide as she beams up at me. “That would be wonderful.”I have already gone to the liberty to let the restaurant on the shore near the falls know we are coming. I signal to the nearby crewman to let the boat captain know we are ready to head to the restaurant now. He nods at me and immediately responds, as if he is my own staff member and not merely a worker on the rental boat. I am u

Making love to Julia on the airplane is indescribable. I take the lead because I can’t control myself. I want to possess her so badly. All day long, I’ve been thinking about when I will get the chance to touch her again. That isn’t to say I haven’t enjoyed my time at the falls, at lunch, or just being with her. I love every second I get to spend with this beautiful woman, but being with her is always in the back of my mind. When I hear her come, I can’t hold back, and I am moaning and panting along with her.I know that the plane is about to land, so I won’t be able to hold her for long. She grabs her clothes and excuses herself to the restroom to clean up and get dressed. Already, without her body next to mine, I am cold and lonely. I want her here, in my arms, forever.I pull myself out of the bed and get dressed, feeling the plane descend. Julia comes out of the restroom, her cheeks still rosy from our love making but looking as beautiful as ever. “We should go take our seats,” I t

I lead Julia down the hallway to the second surprise I have in store for her today, grinning from ear to ear as I anticipate how much she is going to love this. I hope that she does. It’s something I’ve had the staff put together while I was away, but I trust them fully to make sure that it is every bit as grandiose as I would’ve made it had I done it myself.Julia is giggling, her hand warm in mine, as I pull her along. She is not in as big of a rush as I am, and I suppose that’s because she’s just enjoying the moment. That’s yet another thing I absolutely love about her, the way that she savors everything that happens around her, how she never lets a minute pass by that she isn’t taking in the beauty of it, if there’s anything at all worth noticing. I can’t let my mind linger on all of the time she has wasted with Jeff, not having any moments worth savoring, not now, not when I am about to thrill her.We reach the room, and I wish I’d thought of bringing a blindfold. I am tempted to

Making love to Julia in her art room was one of the most erotic events of my life. I’ve never been with a woman on a stool before. Having her legs wrapped around me as I filled her completely, balancing on that small piece of furniture, was amazing. Julia excites me and brings me to life unlike anyone I’ve ever been with, and I almost want to forgo dinner, sweep her into my arms, and carry her into the master bedroom where we can writhe in each other’s arms until dawn.Instead, after we are dressed, I take her hand and lead her to the dining room--not the formal dining room with the extra-large table that comfortably seats twenty-four. I am not that eccentric. Instead, I take her to the smaller dining room right off of the kitchen where I have asked the chefs to prepare our dinner. It is a different room than we ate breakfast in. I hope that she finds it cozy. I feel that, with the comfort food we are eating, it makes sense to be in a cozier setting where we can sit next to one anothe

Julia’s mouth is a wondrous place to be, and as her tongue rolls around my cock, her throat taking in all of me, I am unable to comprehend how so much pleasure can come from one woman. I am near coming undone when she lets me go, smiling at me, seeking my approval. I want to take her in my arms and show her just how much I enjoyed the best blow job I’ve ever had.Instead, I give her a moment to catch her breath and concentrate on coming down from my high. I’m glad she’s stopped now because I want to pleasure her. I want her to feel the euphoric experience I am coming down from, and if I had had a full orgasm in her beautiful mouth, I wouldn’t be able to show her the same courtesy for at least a few minutes. I don’t want my Julia to ever have to wait.As soon as she has caught her breath, she doesn’t wait for me. Instead, Julia slings her leg over my hips so that she is straddling me and kisses me passionately. He fingertips rake down my chest and stomach, and I reach for her breasts,