AN EPIPHANY, Chapter 11 BY WILLIEJESS
During my second day in Jessie's apartment, we drove to the hair styling salon where Jess was employed as the general manager. He still had one more day of a vacation break, and wanted me to see the establishment and meet his fellow workers. We both agreed not to say anything concerning the fact that we are married, for as he says:
"It really is no concern of theirs and I like to keep a professional bearing and relationship with them. After all, I made no special effort to engage in their private lives as well as meet their spouses."
Having made the introductions, it didn't take long for Jess to show me around. What I did take note of was the fact that the salon had an inviting and pleasant appeal due to the decor. On questioning Jess, I found out that he was largely responsible for the remodeling, and yet he was very humble and unassuming about this hidden talent of his. Later on that morning, over lunch in fact, I commented to Jess that I very much would welcome his skill in remodeling the house in La Belle. We beat the afternoon traffic back to his apartment, stopping for groceries at the nearby wholesale Costco. We found out that both of us were members, and so while shopping, we decided to terminate my membership, and have my name placed as the guest on Jessie's account. I was then issued a new ID card. While both of us were preparing the evening meal, we sounded each other out as regards the future, and what should be our plans concerning the marriage, our place of residence, and prospects for Jess continuing his employment. The entire evening meal conversation centered on these topics, but as we talked a lot during our stay in the barrowed Time-Share condo in Orlando, and during our honeymoon and camping trip at the State Preserve, we only had to decide on the time frame of bringing our plans to fruition. It wasn't a major decision for Jess to decide to move in with me and share our house in La Belle, but he had to check with the policy of the apartment association as regards how much notice was required prior to terminating the contract. We decided to make an inventory of our combined possessions, mainly the furniture, and until we could make a proper disposal, the unwanted items would be put into storage. In fact, most of Jess's furniture would replace mine, and I knew of several poor families who would welcome my pieces of furniture, beginning with my first date, Juan. I was happy that Jess did not want me to take advantage of making a quick sale, but to give the furniture away as gifts. After all, says Jess:
"Look how God has blessed our lives."
Yes, no amount of material possessions or wealth could ever replace the spiritual, emotional and physical love between Jess and me. Nothing could even compare to the gift of our marriage, nor to the time allotted us by God to enjoy each other. I think it's a good idea for couples, straight as well as gay, to take stock on the foundation of their relationship, and examine their priorities. Having said this let me get back to my narrative. The difficult part of our transition would be the longer drive for Jess to commute to work from La Belle. However, he did not seem to be bothered by this as he could adjust his schedule to arrive as the first worker to open up the salon, spruce it up for customers, and then go over the day's schedule. Also he would be able to leave early in the afternoon and have a fellow worker be responsible for cleaning up and closing the shop. Jess would then be able to avoid the morning and afternoon traffic buildup in Fort Myers. Also the extra amount of gas would be offset by the money he would save in not having to pay rent. Finally, Jess was turning me more and more into a wife since I would prepare his breakfast while he showered, shaved, and dressed for work. Since his departure from the salon would be early, there would not be a need for taking a lunch break, and he would look forward to arriving home to an early evening meal already prepared and laid out on the table. We both knew it would be a matter of time to acquire a new schedule of doing things, but since it was all for the good of each other, we quickly fell into a nice routine. We just love living for the other and looking forward to when we would celebrate our marriage. There was no need for me to consider having to look for work as I was already in early retirement, and still able to generate some additional income by my pen and research work. To the readers, please note that I do not receive any compensation for my writing my and Jess's story for Nifty, but the income comes from my writing a series of technical books on maritime research and ship building.
During the vacate notice period, Jess moved to La Belle leaving most of his possessions secured in his apartment while taking with him only his clothes and personal toiletries. We simply couldn't bear the thought of being separated from each other. On the two weekends allotted to us, we made contact with various families, beginning with Juan's, for seeing what was needed in the way of furniture. I already knew that Juan needed my set of bunk beds, and so he and his son borrowed a friend's truck, and took apart the beds. They were also appreciative in receiving the sofa where Juan and I had our first sexual encounter of my sucking him. But this fact was carefully hidden from his teenage son. I'm glad Juan had a dark complexion as this masked any blushing on his part. However, since Jess already knew of this sexual affair, I was not in any way ashamed nor uncomfortable. Another three-seat sofa went to the neighbor across the street along with a couple of computer desks and chairs. Other various pieces of furniture went to needy families in the neighborhood. Gradually the rooms of the house started to look spacious. We decided that the dining room set would remain and we would give away Jess's table, chairs and hutch used in the apartment. To avoid having to move his bed and dresser, these would be given to one of his fellow employees, in return for transporting his living room entertainment center and leather sofa as well as matching chairs to La Belle. This employee had access to a truck. We had to carefully plan the timing for all this moving of furniture about as Jess wanted to apply a fresh layer of paint, and we would contract a flooring dealership to lay ceramic tile, replacing much of the carpeting in the living room and family room which also served as a guest bedroom. Then the magic time arrived when Jess started to place this arrangement of floral decorations or silk plants, accent glass panels on the walls and rearrange my personal art collection. The transformation of our house in La Belle was a real turn-on for me, and I enjoyed letting Jess have his talented way in making it our dream house. After all, it now had to match our marriage.
One night, when we retired early to bed, I wanted to so much have a no-sex sexual encounter with Jess. At first, I think he was a little confused, but it didn't take long for him to come to a realization. Let me explain. We went through our usual care of our bodies, brushing teeth and using the toilet, and then shared an intimate bath. It's gotten to such foreplay routine that we would exit the bathroom with our cocks pointing straight up to the ceiling and ready for our heart's desire. We pulled down the bedding and hoped into bed as usual. I lay on my back and Jess turned towards me with his head on his pillow but extending his hand on my stiff cock. While he caressed my shoulder and inside arm with kisses, slowly he pulled up and down my shaft, using the skin as the go-between lubricant. My penis was twitching all over the place with excitement. Somehow I did not want to foreshadow my good news to Jess with a climax, but wanted to reserve it. Yes, it felt good what Jess was doing to me, and my smile and facial expression told the same story. At the same time, I did not want to deprive Jess of his enjoyment in giving me pleasure. So I said a quick internal prayer for God to hold back my climax, and allowed Jess to continue with his magical handwork. Jess now sat up and leaned down to kiss my gland and lick the pre-cum leaking from the slit. Then he engulfed my penis, sucking ever so gently and slowly swallowing it. Somehow I think Jess knew I wanted to prolong my orgasm and allow him the joy of giving me pleasure. The delicate way he was giving me oral sex seemed like he thought my penis was a thin-walled glass phallus and was afraid to break it. He wasn't making love to my penis; he was worshipping it, and letting his actions become his first evening prayer of gratitude to God. All of a sudden, I placed my hand on his head and asked Jess to stop. I sat up and with both our cocks leaking strings of pearly liquid, I faced my beloved and said I wanted to tell him something wonderful, and needed to do it in a special way. Although Jess gave me that puzzled look, he leaned in to kiss me and put in his tongue. This was his way of submitting to my request and that he wanted me to continue not with any doubt on his part but giving me my full freedom of expression. I knelt back on my ankles which brought me in easier access to his penis. I held it with both hands and kissed it, saying to Jess:
"It's ok, honey, I have good news to share with you, but at the same time, I don't want us to reach climax quickly. Also I just want to be one with you when I tell you."
I did notice that his cock somewhat softened, probably by distracting his mind and intent with my actions and words. And so I got up on my knees, and had Jess lay down. I wanted him to be hard, and so it became my turn to suck on Jess and bring his cock to fullness. Wow, did he ever taste so good, especially the taste of his leaking fluid. In fact, Jess always tastes good to me no matter what is his body part. So as not to bring my spouse to a quick climax, I sat down as close to his scrotum facing Jess and raising his legs up to my shoulder. This intimate position we were engaged in quickly relaxed Jess against his pillow, and allowed for both of us to engage in quiet conversation. In fact, so relaxed was Jess, that he threw his arms back against the headboard, and had the look of contentment, even though we did not complete our love- making. He exhaled and gave me such a relaxed look. He was all mine to do whatever I so pleased. I wrapped my arms around his legs to lock them against my upper arms. Also my fingers wrapped themselves around his somewhat softened penis. I then smiled at Jess, and asked if he were relaxed. He answered:
"Yes, Willie, and loving you with all my heart."
Yes, he indeed loved me as his penis got really hard. And so I let go of his legs, knelt over him, and never took my eyes off of his dear face. Jess watched me as I leaned slightly forward, supporting me with my right arm against my knee, and used my left hand to reach around and place his cock at the entrance of my hole. Gently and very slowly I stretched my opening using his gland to relax my muscle, making circles and using his pre-cum as lubricant and applying pressure by gradually sitting down on his shaft. Fingering each other's butts in the shower, and our foreplay helped to put me in a lustful mood; so my hole easily opened up to accommodate Jess's cock. I did not do my usual up and down motion on his shaft but simply sat down all the way to his balls and my buttock resting on his thighs. I was now relaxed as Jess or almost so because he had his eyes closed during the exquisite experience of his cock sliding all the way into my rectum. I let him get use to the feeling, and bring myself to composure so I could engage in sharing my news with Jess. In the silence of our mating, Jess started to make very little thrusting motions upwards, but then he stopped when I was not reciprocating.
"Honey, I wanted first to be one with you before I tell you something. Afterwards, we can let loose and pump away like crazy. While you have been going to work these past two weeks, I've been on the internet and phone making contact with a mortgage company in Arizona about refinancing this home. I already received, filled out, and returned the tons of paperwork, and just about noon today, the guy telephones saying I got the approval of the VHA loan at three percentage points lower than now."
With the look of surprise, Jess questioned me about the difference in my monthly payment schedule. I also told him that I included all my other balance-due accounts with my refinancing plan, and so instead of making monthly payments of $2,100 for all my bills, I would now be paying only $960 per month.
"Besides, Jess, our joint names will be on the title. This is as much your house as it is mine."
"Oh my, Willie," it's nice to be married. Hey, with my paying half the amount, you'll have more money to spend on whatever."
"No Jess, I'll continue making the mortgage payments and still have money left over to spend on us, but I really would like for you to save all your money in a joint savings account for vacations or whatever. Remember, Jess, I have a very good medical insurance, but yours is only minimal."
"Come here, love, I want to squeeze the hell out of you and make love."
"Sorry, but not right now as I have more to tell you." I really like surprising Jessie and see the look of wonderment on his face. To some readers it may seem like I am manipulative and trying to control my spouse. But the opposite is the truth as you can see in what I next had to share with Jessie.
"Honey, you know in town near the supermarket are a couple of hair styling places. Yesterday I saw a sign in the window of one of them advertising the fact that a stylist/manager position was available. I did go in and inquired if the position was still available and what would be the salary. I didn't say anything about you, but only bring this up if you're interested?"
"How much are they offering to pay," asked Jess?
"What if I told you more than what you are currently making, and besides, you would not have the added expenses of gas and having to drive sixty miles each way."
"Of course I'm interested, and will see them tomorrow when I return from work. Willie, I know you're looking out for me, and really appreciate it, but I'm not the type to be offended when you seize upon opportunities for us, and I emphasize us. Right now I really want your seed in me so let's change places."
Expressing his desire, we changed places, and Jess crawled on top of me, placing himself down on my cock. He rode me with abandon, and also had me in the frenzy of pushing hard up into him while my one hand rapidly masturbated his cock.
"Oh, honey, here I come", cried Jess and I felt his muscle tighten around my penis as he let go with spurt after spurt of seed. Most of it landed on my belly and fingers, but the first two discharges landed all the way to my neck. I quickly pushed up as hard as I could and also gave up my seed deep into Jess. He stayed locked on my penis, and immediately leaned forward so we could give each other a kiss of gratitude. As soon as I slid out of him, Jess took my fingers into his mouth, and licked all the sperm off of them. He also bent down to lick up the remaining ejaculate on my belly and neck areas and shared the seed in a passionate kiss. I was so full of lust that I inquired of Jess whether or not my seed was leaking out of him, to which he answered no. If it did, I would have positioned myself to lick and suck it up and share it with Jess. Instead, I rolled on my side while Jess spooned into me. In fact, he used his spit-coated fingers to open me up, and inserted his quickly erected cock. And so we fell asleep in this position of his sex-but-no-sex penetration. Somehow we kind of realized that during the night we would want to reach climax, but for now, we let sleep overtake us.
I woke earlier than the alarm, and found that we both had separated from our mated spooning. Jess was on his back with his left arm extended back and his head resting on it. He had such a look of contentment that I did not want to wake him, and so carefully I rolled back to my side. Yes, now I realize that the blissful look on his face was the result of his also waking up, but he did not utter a word. Instead, he too rolled on his side towards me and placed his left arm on my butt. Only when he started to put a finger into my crack and fondle me up and down with an occasional fingering of my ass opening did I reach back with my left arm and placed and joined my hand with his. I softly uttered:
"I love you, Jess."
Jess leaned further into me and lowered his arm to below my buttock so as to pull me more into him, and I tucked my left hand between the pillow and my cheek while wrapping my right hand over my head. Thus my head was cradled between both of my arms. I wanted Jess so much to make love to me. When Jess quietly expressed his desire to have sex, I rolled more on my back and removed my arms to my side so that I was now looking up to my lover. He already raised himself so that he leaned down and kissed me. We tongued each other, even though we could taste the strong flavor of having slept. That's when I really awakened and sat up trying to orientate myself. I gave a quick glance to the alarm clock and realized we had sufficient time. My next move was to make a turn towards Jess where my one arm was softly gliding all over his body. Jess liked my tactile caress so much that he situated himself on his back and closer to me so that I could continue the same touch to his nipples. They were already puffy and hardened so I knew this is what he wanted. We never took our eyes off each other and the love they were conveying. Jess started to sit up, bent both his legs at the knee, as he grabbed my torso with both hands, pulling me backwards into him. I got into a kneeling position with my legs going backwards and intertwined below his bent legs with my feet somewhere around his butt. Looking at my face the entire time, Jess allowed his hands to softly move about all over the front of my body, going from caressing my nipples and chest area down to fondling my dick and balls. That's when my cock began its journey from a flaccid state to a stiff arousal. It's nice to ask ourselves why it is that our penises become more easily aroused when manipulated by someone else, especially when the other is one's spouse. And my answer or response is that I always want my penis to belong to my spouse than to me. It's my marriage gift to him and representative of my total self. Jess had me lie back down on the bed, and he continued to make love to me and pleasure me orally, sucking on my cock; but enough of the pleasure for me. I asked Jess to trade places with me and sit back tightly against me as I sat up against the head board. With his back against my chest, we looked at each other and kissed long and hard. I reached over with my right hand during our kiss to masturbate Jess. It was now time for his cock to be pleasured and get stiff. When I felt that he was good and hard, I immediately separated from Jess and got down on my knees while separating my ass cheeks with both hands. Once Jessie was in position and I felt his cock gland kissing my anus muscle, I let go of my butt and tucked both arms under me against the bed. Jess took over to keep my ass opened and gradually pushed his penis into me until he bottomed out. Having penetrated me, Jess remained still in order to give my opening time to adjust to his presence. When I started to feel the intense pleasure, I started fucking myself against his penis as Jess began his own motion. We wanted our intercourse to last, and so we continued for the time being with slow but deep motion. I took my cue from Jess since he was more in a position of arriving at the moment of climax faster than I, and able to control the pleasure he was giving me either by brushing his dick against my prostate or changing the angle to avoid hitting my gland. We inquired of each other whether we were getting close. I then told Jess to set the pace for bringing himself to climax, but try to avoid hitting my magic spot. He then picked up the speed of his thrusting, and when I felt his one hand change from my butt to masturbating me, I knew he was very, very close to fulfillment.
"Oh, God, here it comes, my love." And come he did as he exploded lots of sperm deep into me. He was so out of breadth, and quickly stopped masturbating me while pulling out. He then laid his head on my abdomen, asking me to masturbate myself to climax. As I did so, Jess brought his gaping mouth right to the entrance of my gland opening. It didn't take long, and he was rewarded with repeated blast of sperm from my cock. He wanted so much to swallow each and every drop of sperm that he ended up simply placing his mouth on my dick. Afterwards he told me that he wanted to see the ejaculation blasting out of my cock. He did so, and also did not let any of my seed escape his mouth. We got into position where Jess placed his mouth over mine, and we both enjoyed my seed. I would be content to carry Jess's sperm in my ass for the entire day but I knew it would be a matter of time for it to leak out. At least his love would remain forever in me; that is until he returned home from work and we begin all over again to celebrate our love.