"Oh yes, I've love to dance with you. Youknow, when you drove me to the dance that night, I wanted you toask me to dance before you left."
He pulled her onto the dancefloor and pulledher close. "Just relax and let your body follow mine." He told her."And I don't even care if you step on my toes."
She giggled as the champagne he had orderedafter supper was affecting her now.
After a slow waltz, he took her to theirroom.
She was a little giddy and a little nervoustoo. "I'll go get us a pot of coffee while you getcomfortable."
"Okay," she smiled.
She opened her valise and pulled out a silkgown that Annie had given her. But as she was rummaging through it,she found a very skimpy outfit inside. She wasn't sure where itcame from, but it left little to the imagination. Who had put thatin there, she wondered?
When Wes came in, he saw her putting it upto her body and looking in the full-length mirror at herself.
She flung it on the bed, "I don't know wherethat came from."
He chuckled, "It came from me, sweetheart.In case the little imp comes out in you again."
"What are you talking about?"
"You wanted to be a saloon girl, I got yousomething you could dress up in, if you become my bold wife, whichI'm beginning to think you might." He teased.
"You think I'd wear something likethat?"
"I don't know, we'll see." He winked andkissed her.
"Are you going to get comfortable too?" sheasked.
"Sure," he took his tie off, and took thecoat of his tux off and laid it neatly in the chair close to thebed.
Then he opened a bottle of champagne andpoured them both a glass.
"I think we should have a toast."
"Okay," she agreed.
"To many long years of happiness for us." Hesaid.
"Oh, that's nice," she smiled.
But after another glass she was reallyfeeling much better and bolder.
She laid back on the bed and he followedher, leaning over her. "I thought of this time many times on myjourney with the horses."
"Did you?"
"Yes." She sobered for a moment, then sheraised up and kissed him.
She hadn't meant to be so amorous, but hislips were so soft. He was saying such sweet things to her and hepulled back the covers and she slid in. He followed slowly, hiseyes never leaving hers.
"Don't be afraid of me, sweetheart, I'llnever hurt you."
"I know."
"You do?"
Now she was letting go of all her fears andsmiled. "The day you took your shirt off in the barn, oh, my, I wasso flustered. On one hand I wanted to throw myself in your arms,and on the other, I wanted to run. But now, I'm ready. I want youmy husband, to make mad passionate love to me, and teach me how tobe a good wife to you."
He chuckled, pulling her closer, "Honey,there is no teaching in love. You either feel it or you don't."
She smiled, "I feel warm, I feel my heartbeating so fast. I feel my body reacting to your looks, yourtouches, and your kisses. And strangely, your words set me onfire."
"And do you like the sensations?"
"Oh yes, yes, I do!" she smiled. "But whatdo we do first?"
"First," he smiled, "We take this beautifulgown off of you."
"Oh, but there is nothing underneath." Shesaid innocently.
"I know, that's the whole idea."
"Will you take your clothes off too?" sheasked with a smile.
"I'll be glad to," he smiled back.
He stood her up and told her to raise herarms and he slipped the gown off.
"You're so beautiful." He murmured.
"Me?" she gasped.
"You… " he gazed from her golden head ofcurls to the ripe sweetness of her breasts to the small waist, andthe rounding hips. "You are perfect."
When he kept staring, she put her hands onher hips, "It's your turn."
He sat down, took his boots off, and shehelped.
Then he stood up and undid his shirt.
Before he could get it off, she was touchinghim there, on his chest. Her fingers raked over him, touching hisnipples recklessly. He jerked.
"Something wrong?"
"No, but if you keep doing that, it's gonnabe hard to take my pants off."
"Oh, okay, I'll wait." She giggled.
"What happened to my shy little wife?"
She sat down on the bed and shook her head."When I saw that outfit you put in my valise, I thought about ourconversation of me being a saloon girl."
He pulled her chin up and smiled into herred face.
"And maybe after we make love, I'll wear it,just for you."
"Just for me?" He smiled sexily.
"Just for you." She chuckled.
He undid his pants and put them in thechair. Then he pulled her up against him and just held her close,absorbing her body into his. He sighed so contently. "You're anamazing woman."
"Annie told me that what a man and a womando in their bedroom, is no one's business and even God approves, aslong as they both want it."
"That's true Kate."
She wrapped her arms around him, pulling himdown for a kiss. He picked her up and laid her on the bed, then hejoined her.
But he seemed to want to kiss every part ofher and she didn't mind. The feelings his lips created made herswoon and want more. She'd never felt this way before. She'd neverlet herself go until now and she knew it. But his kisses andtouches aroused her like a young tigress, and she wanted everymoment to please him.
"I love you Wes, so much… "
He kissed her neck, all the way down, overher shoulders and then to her breasts. She had ample breast, nothuge, but they filled his hands and when he touched his mouth tothem, she bolted toward him and then lifted her breasts to hiswaiting mouth.
He laved her nipples over and over, thenmoved down to her waist and ran his hands around the smallnessthere. He touched her belly button and let his tongue slide inside.She squirmed to be closer.
But when he went further, he parted herlegs. He ran his hand over her legs, with appreciation then heopened them and spread her so he could look at her. His nose movedto touch her first, then his lips moved against her gently. "Am Ihurting you?" he asked.
"No," she cried with
