Now, true to his word, Xation flew out of Dallas right after his last meeting, even though Hays protested, for this little unexpected trip back home to Buenos Aires meant Xation would miss a very important meeting tomorrow morning, but Xation reassured Hays that he, being second in command, was perfectly capable of handling the clients by himself, or at least Hays had better be able to. So it was Xation landed just after 3:00 in the a.m, under a black and cloudless sky, with millions of silver stars shining down on the city beside the ocean, by the light of a crescent moon. Xation stepped off his private jet, glad to feel the warmth of the humid night air wrap itself around him like a comforting blanket, a welcome change from the frigid air of Winter in North Texas, but here in his homeland it was the height of Summer, a balmy 83 degrees on that mid-February early morning. Xation had slept all the while on the long flight and now he was wide awake and fully alert as the rest of the citizens in the aged city slumbered in their beds. Xation was looking forward to surprising his wife, for Xation had not seen her in nearly 7 weeks now and there were, oh so many things he wanted to do to her. His driver got him home to the town villa in a about 20 minutes and Xation was so pleased to be home just moments away from his beloved, who slept unaware of his presence as he crept, silently through the front door of the old French Colonial mansion that was as still and quiet as a tomb.
With a smile as wide as the Cheshire Cat, Xation gingerly ascended the great marble staircase, careful as not to make a sound, then he found himself soon at the door of his beloved. Xation paused in the stillness of the moment, his heart racing, palms sweating, a rush of blood to his pelvis, like a shock to the system, carefully he placed his hand on the cold metal door knob and gently he entered into the darkened bedchamber, where he spied his wife asleep on the massive four poster bed, he himself had not slept in, in such a very long time. But here and now, at this time, at this moment, Xation saw a naked Leah lying on her back atop the silk sheets on this warm summer night, the breeze from the ceiling fan gently brushing against her long golden curls; which cascaded around her shoulders, partially covering her ample, soft, supple breasts, her nipples were erect and Xation just stood there, staring down, admiring his wife, for he was, oh so, glad to see Leah had lost all the baby weight she had gained during the pregnancy, 25lbs at least, but now here she was, fit and trim, and tan and as gorgeous as the first time he had met her on the golf course at Lanai, a day Xation always would remember and never forget. So, with all the love a man can have for a beautiful woman, whom has brought for a son to him, can ever possibly have, Xation gave a self-satisfied smile as he slowly began to take of his jacket, unloosening his tie. As he began to strip down while Leah was lost in her dreams, Xation made a little too much noise when he tossed his belt on the dresser, for the metal buckle struck a silver frame, knocking it over with a slight crash.
In a panic, startled by the sound, Leah cried out "Whose there?" she said up on her knees covering herself with the sheet, with fear in her voice, her heart pounding furiously within her chest.
"Leah it's me! Your husband!" Xation said as he approached her, his naked muscular form outlined in the silver blue shadows cast by the distant moon through the sheer white curtains.
"Xation!" Leah exclaimed, not knowing if this was really happening or just another dream.
"Yes, it is I." Xation said seductively as he approached his wife.
Here Leah instantly became frightened by Xation's sudden, unexpected presence, for she thought someone must have told the secret and he knew about her betrayal of him with his best friend Bengiman. In a split second her mind flashed back to the night when she had allowed Bengiman to stay in bed with her, a voice had come to her in that same instant telling her 'oh, there is a price you will pay for this, but how high is the cost, and on what night shall you pay the price?'. Here now Leah, in her fevered thoughts, believed it was she who would play the 'Desedemona' to his 'Othello', and her jealous husband had come in the dark of night to choke the life right out of her! Yet, Leah's trepidations were all dissuaded by the amorous tone in Xation's voice and the needful, yearning look in his dark, glistening eyes. "Xation?" Leah whispered as she tossed aside the silken sheets, uncovering her nakedness to him, as Xation stood beside the bed, she was crawling forward on her knees, then the two embraced with a tight bond full of strength and passion as Leah tilted her head, giving up her moist lips and then he kissed her. The relief Leah felt, the deep release of tension from the sin weighing on her soul was quited now in a storm of great physical and emotional delight, such is the feeling when you realize today is not a good day to die.
The enormity of Xation's business, family and wealth all left his mind as he took the utmost satisfaction and joyous gratification out of having the most exquisite, erotic sexual delight with his wife and her magnificent body, her tiny waist, round, firm ass, strong thighs, long soft curls of golden hair he could grab hold of, and prove to her just what a healthy, passionate man is worth. Leah herself quickly forgot all about her little 'roll in the hay' with old 'whatshisname', even though it had only been 2 days prior, Xation, now was giving her a taste of just why she had married him in first place. The two entwined together liked coiled serpents in their bed together with much vigor and intensity and at times, if you were to look in, would not be able to decide if they were making love, or trying to kill one another, such is the ecstasy of a man and woman's slippery skin, so sweet and sublime.
With a smile as wide as the Cheshire Cat, Xation gingerly ascended the great marble staircase, careful as not to make a sound, then he found himself soon at the door of his beloved. Xation paused in the stillness of the moment, his heart racing, palms sweating, a rush of blood to his pelvis, like a shock to the system, carefully he placed his hand on the cold metal door knob and gently he entered into the darkened bedchamber, where he spied his wife asleep on the massive four poster bed, he himself had not slept in, in such a very long time. But here and now, at this time, at this moment, Xation saw a naked Leah lying on her back atop the silk sheets on this warm summer night, the breeze from the ceiling fan gently brushing against her long golden curls; which cascaded around her shoulders, partially covering her ample, soft, supple breasts, her nipples were erect and Xation just stood there, staring down, admiring his wife, for he was, oh so, glad to see Leah had lost all the baby weight she had gained during the pregnancy, 25lbs at least, but now here she was, fit and trim, and tan and as gorgeous as the first time he had met her on the golf course at Lanai, a day Xation always would remember and never forget. So, with all the love a man can have for a beautiful woman, whom has brought for a son to him, can ever possibly have, Xation gave a self-satisfied smile as he slowly began to take of his jacket, unloosening his tie. As he began to strip down while Leah was lost in her dreams, Xation made a little too much noise when he tossed his belt on the dresser, for the metal buckle struck a silver frame, knocking it over with a slight crash.
In a panic, startled by the sound, Leah cried out "Whose there?" she said up on her knees covering herself with the sheet, with fear in her voice, her heart pounding furiously within her chest.
"Leah it's me! Your husband!" Xation said as he approached her, his naked muscular form outlined in the silver blue shadows cast by the distant moon through the sheer white curtains.
"Xation!" Leah exclaimed, not knowing if this was really happening or just another dream.
"Yes, it is I." Xation said seductively as he approached his wife.
Here Leah instantly became frightened by Xation's sudden, unexpected presence, for she thought someone must have told the secret and he knew about her betrayal of him with his best friend Bengiman. In a split second her mind flashed back to the night when she had allowed Bengiman to stay in bed with her, a voice had come to her in that same instant telling her 'oh, there is a price you will pay for this, but how high is the cost, and on what night shall you pay the price?'. Here now Leah, in her fevered thoughts, believed it was she who would play the 'Desedemona' to his 'Othello', and her jealous husband had come in the dark of night to choke the life right out of her! Yet, Leah's trepidations were all dissuaded by the amorous tone in Xation's voice and the needful, yearning look in his dark, glistening eyes. "Xation?" Leah whispered as she tossed aside the silken sheets, uncovering her nakedness to him, as Xation stood beside the bed, she was crawling forward on her knees, then the two embraced with a tight bond full of strength and passion as Leah tilted her head, giving up her moist lips and then he kissed her. The relief Leah felt, the deep release of tension from the sin weighing on her soul was quited now in a storm of great physical and emotional delight, such is the feeling when you realize today is not a good day to die.
The enormity of Xation's business, family and wealth all left his mind as he took the utmost satisfaction and joyous gratification out of having the most exquisite, erotic sexual delight with his wife and her magnificent body, her tiny waist, round, firm ass, strong thighs, long soft curls of golden hair he could grab hold of, and prove to her just what a healthy, passionate man is worth. Leah herself quickly forgot all about her little 'roll in the hay' with old 'whatshisname', even though it had only been 2 days prior, Xation, now was giving her a taste of just why she had married him in first place. The two entwined together liked coiled serpents in their bed together with much vigor and intensity and at times, if you were to look in, would not be able to decide if they were making love, or trying to kill one another, such is the ecstasy of a man and woman's slippery skin, so sweet and sublime.
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