Jonathan wandered through the bedroom into the dressing room. "Are you nearly ready darling," he called on his way. Entering the room, he stopped dead in his tracks. "Wow." Jennifer turned around from the mirror where she was applying the last of her lipstick. "I take it you like." Jonathan grinned, "Oh, I most definitely like." Unless there’d been a new invention in underwear, the low cut in the front of her dress meant she wasn’t wearing a bra under it. Jonathan walked up behind her and went to wrap his arms around her waist. As he brought them down, he slipped one hand through the front of the dress. "Jonathan!" "Just as I thought," he said grinning at her reflection in the mirror. Jennifer grabbed his hand and pulled it out. "You’ll spoil the line of the dress," she said pulling the front of the dress back into place. He released her and moving to stand in front of her, leaned back against the vanity. "Are you sure we have to go to this benefit tonight? I can think of something I’d much rather be doing." "I’m sure you can," she said smiling sweetly. "But remember, we’re the one’s giving the benefit." "You shouldn’t do this to me," he said reaching to pull her close so she could feel the effect the dress was having on him. "Well, you’ll just have to hang on to it until later," responded Jennifer kissing him on the nose. She reached up and rubbed the lipstick off his nose before grasping his hand and pulling him back to the bedroom. "Come on we can’t be late."
"Wow", said Max as Jennifer descended the stairs.
"My thoughts exactly," said Jonathan.
Max smirked. He could see by the look in Jonathans eye, Jonathan had things on his mind other than the benefit, and who could blame him with a wife looking like Mrs H.
"Come on you pair," said Jennifer heading for the door.
Jonathan looked at Max, shrugged and shook his head. "Do you think she knows what she does to me?" He whispered as the two followed.
"I’m sure she’s fully aware of it Mr H. That’s why she does it."
"She’s a cruel woman at times."
Max laughed. He wondered what excuses they’d be making to leave early tonight!
Jonathan put his arm around his wifes waist as he escorted her into the ballroom.
"Stanley, you didn’t need to be here this early," said Jonathan as they approached his assistant.
Stanley turned around upon hearing his boss’s voice. " Mr Hart. Mrs.." He didn’t finish his greeting to Jennifer as his eyes bugged open. It was well known within Hart industries that Stanley turned into a bumbling idiot whenever he saw Jennifer.
Jennifer extended her arm and lifted Stanley’s dropped lower jaw back up. "Evening Stanley."
Jonathan watched in amusement.
"I just wanted to check everything was in place for tonight. If you’ll excuse me, I have a couple more things to do."
The Harts watched as an embarrassed Stanley departed. Jonathan leaned into his wifes ear.
"What am I going to do with you?"
Jennifer turned to her husband, a look of bemusement on her face.
"Whatever do you mean?"
Jonathan let his eyes wander to her cleavage, then back up to her face where he looked into her eyes and raised his eyebrows.
Jennifer shrugged. "What’s a girl to do?"
Jonathan laughed and leaned in to kiss her cheek.
"You know Hart industries isn’t the only asset I’m pleased to be able to put my hands on."
"Jonathan!"
Jonathan grinned. "Come on. We’d better get ready to greet our guests."
Jonathan and Jennifer stood mingling as their guests came into the room.
"Excuse me a minute darling. I have to go and powder my nose."
Jonathan watched as his wife left his side. He sighed deeply at the sight a comforting warmth running through him. It was a sight he never grew tired of. He smiled and turned back to continue greeting.
Jennifer straightened her outfit and smiled to herself. Well Jonathan had certainly liked this one, she couldn’t wait to get him home and him to show her how much he’d liked it. She headed back out to meet him.
"Hi sweetheart, I missed you," said Jonathan kissing his wifes cheek, as Jennifer returned to his side.
"I’ve only been gone a few minutes."
"It was enough."
"You’re such a charmer."
"I aim to please. Do you think most people are here now?"
Jennifer looked at her watch. "They should be. Why?"
"Well I thought I’d take the most beautiful woman here for a spin on the dance floor."
"Oh."
"Do you mind waiting while I find her?"
"Oh you." Jennifer gave a playful swipe at the grinning Jonathan.
"Come on." Jonathan took Jennifers hand and led her to the dance floor.
His arms wrapped around her, Jennifer leaned into her husband. When he held her like this, it was as if no one else was around and they were in their own isolated world.
"You really look stunning tonight Jennifer," whispered Jonathan before bending to kiss his wifes luscious neck. When she didn’t respond he pulled back to look at her. He could see the dreamy glazed over eyes and knew she was in her own little fantasy world. There was only one way to get her out of it. He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.
"Are you with me Mrs Hart?"
"Sorry, I was just thinking."
"Anything I should know about?"
Jennifer looked up into her husbands’ glorious shinning eyes. "Just how lucky I am to have you in my life," she said running her fingers through his hair.
Jonathan smiled as his heart filled. He loved her more and more with each passing day, and the way she was looking tonight, whoa.
"Come on," he said releasing her and taking her hand. "I’ve got something to show you."
He led her out of the ballroom and to the lifts of the hotel.
"Jonathan, what about our guests?" she said as she had a funny feeling what he was up to.
"They can wait."
He pushed the button as they entered the empty lift.
"So what have you got to show me then?" she said raising her eyebrows.
Jonathan took his wifes hand and grinned. "You know don’t you,"
"Jonathan, you are so see through," she said reaching for the front of his trousers. "I knew when you held me in the dressing room you wouldn’t be able to hang on until we got home."
Jonathan laughed, "Well?"
She stroked her hand up and down his hard erection. "Where?"
Jonathan pulled out a key and jangled it in front of her.
This time Jennifer laughed, "When did you get that?"
Jonathan shrugged, "This afternoon. I had a feeling I wouldn’t be able to resist."
"Jonathan, you’ve constantly got that feeling," she said giving him a dig in the ribs.
It was true, he was up for making love to Jennifer any time, any place, anywhere. He let his finger run down and then back up the exposed front of her dress, while his eyes followed it. Then he locked eyes with her as he repeated the motion with his finger. On his fingers’ third trip, Jennifer closed her eyes at the sensation of his touch on her naked flesh. Jonathan took a step closer to his wife and brought his lips to hers in a soft gentle kiss. Her eyes were still closed as he drew back. She let her tongue move slowly over her lips taking in the taste of her husband. Jonathan groaned at the sight.
The bell sounding the arrival of the lift on their floor forced Jennifer to open her eyes. She saw her husband staring at her and smiled.
"What are we waiting for then?"
"Keep them closed," said Jonathan as he led his wife into the room. "Okay."
The room was filled with lit candles, flowers and a bottle of champagne chilling on ice.
"Oh Jonathan, it’s beautiful."
"What say we hold our own benefit."
Jennifer turned and put her hands on Jonathans cheeks.
"What did I do to deserve you?"
"You do everything," he said sincerely. Jonathan put his hands on her hips and pulled her to him. Resting his head on hers "You are my life Jennifer. Without you I’m nothing. I love you so much."
Jennifer almost crumbed there and then with emotion. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him tenderly on the lips. "I love you too."
"Come, let me have my wicked way with you then," Jonathan said lightening the mood.
Jonathan escorted Jennifer over to the sofa and removed his jacket. He opened the champagne and poured out two glasses.
"Cheers," said Jonathan clinking his glass against his wifes.
"Mmm, that’s good," Jennifer responded sipping her champagne.
Jonathan looked at his wife, the glow from the candles accentuating the colour of her hair. He put his glass down and pulled her into his arms. "I really do love you," he said, his voice choking with emotion. He took Jennifers glass and placed it next to his on the table. Pulling her into his lap, he moved her legs so she was sat straddling him.
He put his hands to the sides of her face and pulled it towards him. Barely touching her, he brushed his lips against hers slowly, first the top lip then the bottom lip before finally taking in the softness of the two together. Jennifer felt her heartbeat increase, as her blood raced through her body. She moved her head closer to take in as much of his kiss as possible. Her hands moving to the top of his shirt, she removed his tie and began unbuttoning the shirt. Finally their lips separated. "I really love you too," said Jennifer tears welling up in her eyes.
Jonathan slid his hands from her face and proceeded on to the dress. He pulled the right side from her shoulder and followed it with a cascade of kisses across her collarbone, repeating the action on her left shoulder. Relieving Jennifer of the top of her dress, letting it rest around her waist, Jonathan sat back and admired the form of his wife, running his fingers lightly up her arms and down her front. Jennifer shuddered at the touch, and ached with desire. Jonathan pulled her towards him and teased her breasts with his mouth. Her hands pulled his head closer enjoying the sensation
Jennifer reached to undo the belt and button on Jonathans trousers.
"Not yet, I haven’t finished."
Wanting to get another taste of her husband, Jennifer kissed him hard and long, her hands grasping at his hair, his taking in the smoothness of her back. Jonathan broke the kiss and smiled. Reaching to the table behind Jennifer he picked up a piece of ice from the bucket. Slowly, he moved it along her collarbone. When he arrived at the end, he moved his tongue to slowly lick up the dripping water. Jennifer gasped at the sensation. Jonathan then proceeded to move the ice down her front and across her breast circling her nipple with the melting cube. He watched as a droplet fell from her erect nipple. When the next one was hanging he moved his tongue to catch it and then proceeded to plunder the whole breast.
"Oh, Jonathan," Jennifer groaned as he repeated the procedure with her other breast. She could feel her heat rising and the throbbing in her core ached to be released.
Jonathan moved her slowly off his lap so they could remove the remainder of their attire. Jennifer rose to impale herself on Jonathan manhood as they settled back into their original position.
"No, I’m still not done," said Jonathan. He knew he wouldn’t be able to hang on much longer, but he was still eager to please his wife.
He picked up another ice cube and slowly traced a line from her cleavage down across her stomach. Jennifers stomach muscles contracted due to the coldness of the ice. Jonathan watched as his wife groans became louder. He was like a child with a new toy
"Please, Jonathan."
He slipped the cube over the nub of her femininity and she moaned at the cold on her heat. The cube virtually melted, Jonathan inserted two fingers into his wifes waiting body
The feel of his cold fingers in her hot wet body sent Jennifer over the edge and she screamed at the delight of feelings.
Jonathan quickly pulled a cushion from the sofa and placed it on the table behind Jennifer. He pushed her torso on to the cushion whilst her lower body remained on his lap. He now wanted to taste his wife and moved his mouth to the altar between her legs. Jennifer knew she was nearing another orgasm when she felt Jonathans breath, and it didn’t take long for his tongue to work its magic. She felt herself gasping for air as there appeared to be no let up in the sensations Jonathan was raining on her. Eventually, she felt Jonathans head move away and his arms under her back lifting her back in to a sitting position. She had a glazed expression on her face and Jonathan looked at her contentedly. He moved her body upward ready to satisfy himself, but this brought Jennifer out of her daze.
"I think you might have a few favours owing," she said slipping off him.
Jonathan watched as she kneeled in front of him. Taking his manhood in her hand she kissed the head. The sight and touch of her was nearly enough to send him over the edge but he managed to hold on. Taking the glass of champagne from the table, she took a sip and then enclosed her mouth over Jonathans erection.
The sensation for Jonathan was electric. He groaned with delight and ran his fingers through her hair, encouraging her exploits. When he knew he could no longer take the torment he pulled Jennifer back onto his lap. She suspended her slender frame over him, and slowly settled onto his pulsing penis. Her lips met his and he could taste the dryness of the champagne mixed with the sweetness of her lips. She slowly moved up and down, until he could no longer stand the mixture of agony and ecstasy. Grabbing her hips he increased the speed of her motion until he couldn’t hold on any more and released into her hot wet cavity. Jennifer joined her husband as the feel of him sent her flying once again.
Exhausted, Jennifer let her body relax against Jonathans, the perspiration from their activities mixing. Jonathan rubbed his hands up and down her back taking in the slickness, continuing to kiss her shoulder.
Eventually Jennifer lifted her head.
"Do you think maybe we should go back down?"
Jonathan looked at his wifes flushed face.
"I’m not done with you yet."
Jennifer grinned as Jonathan stood still holding her and walked them to the bedroom. She felt his arousal begin again.
"I think I could be persuaded to stay," she said resting her head on his shoulder. God how she loved this man.
