- PREMIUM
STEELE
- in
addition II
- Part 15
By Cristina
Rated NC-17!!!!
- English version
- Translation
by SteeleChic
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PART 15 - The final day of Remington and Laura's first weekend
together. They continue fulfilling their dreams in Frisco. The
return home. Your place or mine?
They were both lying face down in the bed next to one another,
Remington's left hand holding Laura's right close to his chest
and they gazed intensely at each other, both exhausted but full
of happiness. Their eyes conveyed more than any word or phrase
ever could. While they lay still, the room was invaded by the
gentle sea breeze that occasionally lifted the curtains and by
the soft, atmospheric music of Barbra Streisand singing "The
Way We Were" and "Evergreen".
With a soft voice, Remington, still showing signs that he hadn't
yet recovered his breath, said, "Love, do you think we'll
make it to Monday alive? At this rate?"
Laura, with a timid smile, responded also breathlessly, "I
don't know, love, but I do think that we won't arrive walking
very well, if you know what I mean." They both laughed,
imagining Mildred's face when she saw them both enter the office
walking with difficulty.
"What I'm sure of is that at this rate, I'll be ready to
compete alongside you in the next crazy triathlon of yours, don't
you think?"
"Ah, but you need to swim, jump, run and cycle, I don't
think that this will be adequate training," she said, smiling.
"So, this is not the correct training, eh? Come here,"
he said, rolling to his right side and drawing Laura towards
him, "You think this isn't sufficient training or is it
that you want to continue exercising?" he said, embracing
her so that their chests touched and their lips were only millimeters
apart.
"The truth is that much training is needed for this....so
we would have to continue until we were sure we had reached the
ideal state," she said, laughing in spite of the fact that
Remington's response was to kiss her deeply.
"Ah...who is the devil now, eh?" he asked her.
"Ummm, I think it's a tie."
Remington got up a little to reach the sheets because the fresh
sea breeze was cooling their flesh, "Are you tired, my love?"
"Mmmm....no...I want to enjoy this moment in your arms after
having made wonderful love."
"Love, it's incredible to feel so tired yet, at the same
time, with as much energy to lose ourselves in each other. I
love you so much, I think I could spend entire days just watching
you and holding you," he told her.
"Remember the night my house was destroyed and I couldn't
sleep?"
"How could I forget the first time you cried in my arms,
love?"
"Well, that's how I felt that night, completely exhausted,
but with you by my side, the only thing I wanted was to be in
your arms. I was certain that that night I would give myself
to you, if you'd asked me, I just wanted to lose myself in your
body. But you, you were SO SWEET, you didn't take advantage of
that moment."
"Laura, you are the most important thing in my life. How
could I have taken advantage of what had happened to you in that
situation? What I wanted that night was to protect you, not to
possess you, that moment had to be chosen freely by the both
of us, the way it is now, my love."
Laura turned to him with tears in her eyes, "Oh Remington,
I love you more than anything. I never thought that I could achieve
love in this way, this feeling is totally different from all
that I thought it was. I never thought I could feel so united
with somebody but, at the same time, so free!!" They kissed
deeply to fuse their emotions with each other once again.
"What would you say, Mrs Steele, to taking a bath, and then
ordering something light to eat for supper, and then we could
continue mmmmmm.....chatting," he suggested, holding her
tighter against his body with a sensual glance.
"It sounds like a wonderful idea, especially the......chatting,"
they laughed in understanding. The final hours of the afternoon
passed serenely, they returned to loving one another, once again,
in the bath. Soon, they enjoyed a light meal on the balcony,
in front of the bay, a delicious Pacific salmon with champagne
and capers sauce, accompanied by a Dom Perignon `76. The fresh
night air took them back into the room where they went back to
making love until they were left, sleeping deeply as they lay,
one over the other.
It was early Sunday morning, about 6:30 am, when Laura began
to drift back to awareness, opening her eyes with difficulty.
From the bed, she could see the sea fog covering everything.
Oh my God! It's like we're in the middle of a cloud...it couldn't
be that I've dreamed all this? She asked herself. But her
aching body and the heat that emanated from the body beneath
hers made her understand immediately that everything was real.
Laura was above Remington, he was face down and her body covered
his. Oh, how wonderful, to wake up like this! She began
to trail small kisses over his neck, causing a shiver to race
through Remington's body.
"Good morning, darling.....how did you sleep?" he asked,
turning his head to try and catch Laura's lips.
"Oh... I think I slept like a baby.....deliciously well!!"
"If that's how babies sleep, we're going to have problems
with the new generations." They both laughed. Laura began
to slide over, to relieve Remington of her weight, but he stopped
her, "No love, stay there, I'll turn, I want you right here."
Laura moved a little anyway, raising up on her hands so that
Remington could turn over. When they were face to face, they
fused together in a deep kiss, "Good morning, my heart,
how sweet it is to wake up in your arms!"
"More than just in my arms, totally squashed by me!"
"Oh no, love, you could never squash me, because you're
completely within me, wherever you are." They kissed again,
deeply, enjoying the sensation of waking up together, completely
fused in one another.
"What would you say to a hearty breakfast to recover our
energy?"
"Do you mean to tell me that the GREAT Remington Steele
has been debilitated by a simple night of love?"
"First of all, Miss Holt, I would never call this a simple
night of love...and second, your GREAT Remington Steele is flesh
and bone now, and people of flesh and bone need to feed themselves,
especially when their creator is the most wonderful woman in
the world!"
Before she could respond, he embraced her firmly and kissed her,
rolling Laura to her back and placing his left leg between hers,
feeling how Laura was aroused and feeling his own arousal on
discovering hers.
"But, perhaps first, we could finish this chat we began
at dawn..."
Laura didn't let him finish. She grasped his neck, drawing him
closer to her, and, opening her legs, she showed him exactly
what she wanted.
"Oh, love..."
After a delicious and nutritious breakfast, they were ready to
enjoy their Sunday, the fog had lifted and in its wake, they
saw the beginnings of a magnificent day. Laura wore navy blue
trousers and a stretchy, blue and white striped T-shirt which
left her shoulders open and outlined her breasts, with a small
blue scarf tied around her neck.
Remington wore navy blue trousers and a white shirt half opened,
revealing his chest, also with a tie around his neck. The put
everything in the bag they had bought and, when they were ready
to leave, Laura took Remington by the hand and lead him to the
balcony to say a final farewell to the place that had been their
refuge of love for their first weekend together.
"Oh Remington, I don't want to leave here, I want to..."
"Sshh.... love," Remington said placing a finger over
her lips, "This place will always be ours, it will always
be in our hearts, and whenever something happens to us, we'll
remember the time we spent here. What's more, we'll return here
to celebrate every anniversary," and they kissed deeply
to seal their promise, "Come on, love, the Chinese District
awaits us."
After crossing the bay in the ferry and boarding the cable car,
they arrived in the Chinese District where Sundays were very
popular days, everybody was there in the streets. Picturesque
Chinatown with their pagoda shaped roofs, their lights and telephone
booths with an Eastern flavour and the street signs in Chinese
and English. The shops along Grant Avenue offer a wide variety
of Chinese products, the little herbal shops offer dusts and
potions to cure anything. Remington bought Laura a precious,
blue silk dress, all embroidered, and for both of them, they
purchased silk pyjamas with matching dressing gowns, Remington's
in black and Laura's in violet and they ordered a Chinese game
to be sent to them back home.
Soon they continued walking down Stockton Street, where they
enjoyed authentic images of Chinese life. Between fish markets,
fruit and vegetable shops and roticeries with duck hanging in
the windows, they enjoyed the incessant activity of women shopping,
the elderly reading the newspaper in Chinese and trucks loading
and unloading their wares.
Around noon, drums began to sound and the street were filled
with children from the nearby Kung Fu schools, dressed as dragons,
performing a dance which simulated a fight between two dragons,
to reach a prize that was hung from a balcony. For a time, they
stood watching the happy, colorful dances, surrounded by a wealth
of people, they embraced, enjoying every moment.
"Love, what would you say to getting something to eat before
we return to the hotel, this is where they make the best Dim
Sum ever."
"Mmm, sounds delicious, let's go."
They followed the commercial street for one block until they
reached Battery Street where they turned left to find Yank Sing
restaurant (427 Battery St, between Clay and Washington. Considered
the best in San Francisco). There, they enjoyed a traditional
lunch of flour and rice pastries stuffed with meat (cha sui bow),
fish (ha gow), or vegetables (gee cheung fun). Finally, they
enjoyed a delicious jasmine tea, breathing in the stimulating
aroma.
They arrived back at Mark Hopkins at around 2pm, and it felt
like they had left a century ago, so intense was their Saturday
together in Sausalito. As soon as they entered the foyer, the
bell captain, James, approached them, "Mr St..." but
he stopped short of finishing his sentence, remembering that
Mr Steele and Miss Holt had asked him not to divulge that they
were staying there.
He moved closer, and in a low voice, so that no-one could overhear,
he said, "Oh Mr Steele, Miss Holt, we thought that your
hopes had been dashed and that a case had intervened when you
didn't return last night."
"Oh, no, God wouldn't allow that...we were just in Sausalito
and we decided to stay there. Thank you for your concern,"
Remington said with a smile.
"I have a message from Miss Krebs," when he saw the
concern in their faces, he went on hurriedly, "No, don't
worry, nothing is going to interrupt your vacation. Miss Krebs
asked me to give you this today so you don't have to worry about
anything."
"Well, thank you very much," Laura took the paper and
with a smile of thanks to James, they headed for the elevator.
"What's our Miss Krebs up to now? Let's see what it says,"
Remington said, urging Laura to read the note.
Hi kids!! At the moment, I suspect you're in the best of both
worlds, and so that nothing disturbs you, I just wanted
to inform you of the arrangements I've made for your return home.
You have reservations in first class AA leaving Frisco at 10pm
on Sunday. You can change them if you like. Since the Boss's
apartment will be ready next weekend, I thought Laura would want
to put you up for the next few days, so I took some of your clothes
over to Miss Holt's apartment. If you need Monday to adjust
to things, don't worry, I'll hold down the fort, I'll move all
the appointments to Tuesday.
My dear kids, I hope I've covered everything that needed to be
taken care of to protect what I know has been the most anticipated
and important moment for you both. I hope nothing interferes.
Love Mildred.
They both read the note as the elevator took them to their
suite. "How is it possible for one woman to be so efficient?"
Remington asked.
"Not only efficient, my love, but so warm and considerate
thinking of everything to protect us. I think she's our fairy
god mother, don't you think love?"
"Without a doubt, without a doubt!"
When they entered the suite, they both smiled, remembering the
first night when Laura had left Remington alone in the entrance
hall, to punish him for his deceit, making him think that he
had to spend the night alone.
"Oh love, what a terrible punishment you imposed on me the
other night, the only thing that consoled me was looking at the
piano and imagining you sitting there playing it for me,"
Remington said, indicating the magnificent piano in the left
corner of the suite.
"So this piano helped you to think about me," Laura
said as she approached him, leaving her packages on the seat
and extending her arms to wrap around his neck, "You know,
the other night, it was terribly difficult for me to leave you
here alone, when what I wanted was to hold you and kiss you and
love you right here on the spot."
"Hmm, interesting, so you managed to deceive me, eh?? But
we could solve this, right now, by doing what we both wanted
at that moment, don't you think," Remington asked, responding
to Laura's kisses.
"Mmm, that wouldn't be a bad idea," and they embraced
and kissed intensely. Laura began to unbutton Remington's shirt,
and he to caress her breasts over the fitted T-shirt. They enjoyed
caressing each other slowly.
"Oh, my love, I'm crazy for you! I can't believe how I'm
feeling like an adolescent," he said, taking Laura's face
in his hands and kissing her with renewed passion.
"I can't believe how strange and yet, at the same time,
how familiar it is to be touching your body, it's as if it were
my own body I'm caressing," she said while running her hands
over Remington's chest and slowly removing the shirt from his
shoulders to drop it on the floor.
"Laura, I have to confess something!" he said, while
slowly sliding his hands under her T-shirt to caress her breasts.
"What....what, my love?" Laura asked, beginning to
tremble as she felt Remington's hands on the skin of her breasts.
"You know that I have been completely faithful to you during
these years?? But every night during these years I have dreamed
of you, of making love to you everywhere, never in all my youth
did I dream and wish for someone this way."
"So how does it feel now, to live those dreams?" she
asked, blushing a little as she undid his trousers and moved
her hand inside to touch the centre of his excitement.
"Oh...ah...it feels wonderful, although we still haven't
made the route complete,"
"No?" she said while she increased her caresses inside
his pants.
"Well... there are lots of places that I have in mind to
investigate and to prove and to achieve so that dreams and reality
become one," he said as he removed Laura's T-shirt in a
swift movement and undid her pants.
"So many places to investigate Mr Steele, but you're talking
like a PI, I thought you left such things to your personnel and
functioned best in an advisory capacity," she teased, lowering
his pants and boxers in a single movement, "Why don't you
tell me where you want to start the investigation and I'll take
care of the rest," she said, initiating their ascent after
helping Remington to be completely naked, "Is this place
OK?" she asked, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing
him deeply, pressing herself tightly against him.
"Mmm, I think I want the couch where I stayed alone the
other night, imagining the wonderful things we could have been
doing," he said, as he finished undressing Laura. Once they
were both naked, they held each other close and delighted in
the sensation of the contact of their naked bodies. Then they
lay down on the long, comfortable sofa. Laura ran her fingers
through Remington's hair and they gazed at each other, marveling
in the emotions they felt, "Oh, my love," he whispered,
"You're the most beautiful dream I've ever had!!"
"Mmm, Mr Steele, careful those dreams don't become dangerous
when they become reality."
"Mmm, I love danger," he said, kissing her and remembering
when Laura had done the same in the basement of the Abbey, when
she first revealed her personality and had confessed that she
was falling in love with him.
They loved each other on the sofa, running kisses and caresses
over every part of their bodies. In each new moment of love over
the last three days, they had both felt, on the one hand, a sensation
of discovery and genesis and, on the other hand, like they had
known each other all their lives, as if they had always been
one. In their minds, it was as if what they had lived these three
days had in reality always been a part of their lives over the
last four years.
After intense loving on the sofa, Remington lifted Laura into
his arms and carried her into the room where they continued their
amorous interlude. Neither one wanted the weekend to end, they
wanted to prolong every minute.
"Love, how about if we relax in the jacuzzi on the balcony?"
"Relax?? I remember our previous experience in that jacuzzi
and we didn't do too much relaxing..."
"Well then, love, what if we let the water take effect on
our aching bodies...and then we'll see what happens..."
They submerged themselves in the water and this time, without
having to be asked, Laura moved directly to seat herself over
Remington's legs.
"Mmm, I see you are determined to test your future husband's
resistence Miss Holt. I suppose it would surprise me if you weren't."
Laura laughed when she saw how well Mr Steele knew her. "Why
Mr Steele?? You offered me a session of relaxation, as I understood
it, and not for anything in the world could I think to despise
any proposition my future husband made to me."
"Mmm, none, eh? What about this?" And he began to kiss
her neck, biting gently with his lips.
"Uhmm, it seems like the perfect place to begin...."
Both enjoyed the feeling of their bodies reconciling with each
other while the bubbles caressed them and they kissed each other,
not wanting to lose a moment without offering to please one another.
Around 7pm, they were both dressed and their luggage was ready.
Remington was finishing combing his hair while looking in the
mirror, hardly able to believe how relaxed and refreshed his
face was after the intense weekend they had spent. Suddenly he
was listening to the soft melody coming from the piano, a melody
he knew well, it was the same melody Laura had played on the
piano he had given her after her house was destroyed.
Remington left the bathroom and was met with a beautiful vision,
Laura, seated at the piano in a gauzy, multi-colored, floral
dress, her hair gathered gracefully, playing Chopin's Prelude
in E Minor. He remained next to the piano, watching, absolutely
lost in the beautiful sensation of seeing and hearing Laura at
the piano.
"Hello, love. Was it as good as you imagined the night I
left you here alone?"
"Oh Laura! You always surpass my imagination and my dreams!!"
"Come here to my side, love!"
Remington moved towards her and sat on the bench next to her,
putting his arm around her waist, "In our house, Mrs Steele,
the piano will have a special place so that you can delight me
and our children."
Laura's fingers stopped on the keyboard, "What are you saying
Mr Steele? Our house, our children?"
"Since Mrs Steele is surprised, perhaps she thinks my proposal
wasn't serious?? When I asked you to be my wife I thought you
understood all the commitments that go with it, a home, children
a family, everything. Is that not what you wanted, my love??"
Laura turned and looked into Remington's eyes, "Oh my love,
my sweet and wonderful Mr Steele, I never thought I'd hear you
speak of a house, children and a family. You really are the Remington
Steele I imagined when I invented you. I love you with all of
my soul," and with eyes full of tears, she slid her arms
around his neck and kissed him deeply, thinking that her greatest
desire was to give him the home and family he'd never had.
"Darling, if this is my prize for merely mentioning a house
and a family, I think I'll take the nest step so that you can
reward me some more."
"Ah, Mr Steele, you're insatiable!!" They laughed through
their kisses.
"Do you think we should farewell San Francisco with a toast
and a turn around the dance floor of Top of The Mark?"
"Mmm, it would be a splendid goodbye!" Laura said,
while Remington dried her tears with his handkerchief.
Once in the bar, with glasses of champagne in their hands, surrounded
by the magnificent view of dusk in San Francisco from the heights,
they toasted their happiness, gazing at each other, trying to
communicate all the love they felt in their hearts.
"Laura, my love, may I have this dance?"
"Of course," she wanted to dance there again, this
time without the San Francisco police pursuing them. The gently
music enveloped them with "I Left My Heart in San Francisco",
while they were lost in each others arms as if they were the
only two people in the world, their gazes locked together.
"Oh, love, do you remember what I said to you last time
we were here?" Laura asked.
"Mmm, as if I could forget. It was very sensual."
"That's all you remember then, eh?"
"Yes, it was a good beginning that was soon interrupted."
"Then it's good that that's all you remember, because whatever
else I said wasn't true. The truth is that you managed to reach
the true Laura, the Laura that I kept hidden, who didn't want
to open herself up for fear of being hurt and of being left."
"Love, I knew that Laura was there and that she was the
one I saw in your eyes the very first day. It was just a question
of time and trust until the true Laura appeared. And, I must
say, that she's more wonderful than I imagined."
They continued dancing while they kissed and gazed deep into
each other's eyes as night fell on San Francisco. Soon it was
time to leave for the airport, neither spoke much during the
journey, caught up in their embrace, watching each other, using
gestures to say what they were feeling.
Once they were in the plane, with glasses of champagne in their
hands, about to toast, they looked at each other with a certain
melancholy.
"Don't be sad, love," Remington said, "From now
on, everything is going to change, we'll be able to have these
little escapes whenever we want, and I promise you, each one
will be better than the last."
"Oh, my darling, I'm not sad, how could I be? With this
wonderful weekend we've had, I'm just a little scared that, when
we get back to Los Angeles, work will keep coming between us."
"Sweetheart, it was never work that came between us, it
was only ourselves and our fears. Work was merely the excuse
we used like a shield."
"Yes, you're right, what you're saying is true, what idiots
we've been, don't you think?"
"No, I don't believe that, I think we waited for the right
time, for both of us, and finally it came, magnificent and perfect
. Let's drink to that, eh? To our moment."
"Here, here, to our moment!" They touched their glasses
together and took a sip, smiling tenderly.
"Really, Laura, what are you afraid of??"
"I don't know, I have butterflies in my stomach, a feeling
of lightheadedness, like floating..."
"Loss of control, is that it?"
"Yes, I think that's it. Always the same with me, right?"
"Love, don't you think I feel the same? The two of us have
played games for years, trying to see who was controlling who,
but like work and everything else, it was just an excuse to hide
our true feelings. I think now it will be difficult for us not
to express our feelings all the time, we've opened Pandora's
Box and all that was in there is falling into place. That's what
scares you, isn't it?"
"Yes, love, that's exactly it. What I'm really afraid of
is how well you know me, perhaps even better than know myself."
"And how could it be any other way, after these four years
during which I've been by your side, love? Trying to learn what
it meant to love and be loved, to trust and to have someone be
able to trust in you??"
Laura slid her hands around his neck and kissed him passionately,
"It's so wonderful to be able to tell you this with a simple
action, I love you so much Mr Steele!!"
"For me too, Miss Holt, for me too," and they continued
kissing sweetly.
"Laura, darling, I've been thinking, you don't need to have
me stay at the loft, I can stay in a hotel until my apartment
is ready."
Laura was totally surprised by Remington's words.
"It's just that I don't want you to feel pressured or obligated,
love. We're committed, yes, but I don't want to smother you with
my presence...."
"But...but..that's crazy," Laura said with wide eyes,
"How could you think you could smother me?? After four years,
night after night, I had to force you to leave my house so that
I wouldn't fall into your arms, how could you think that I'd
fail to take advantage of the opportunity to have you in my loft
for days?? Where did you get this crazy idea? And furthermore,
whatever happened to making your dreams come true?? And what
about mine too??"
"No, love, I want all your dreams to come true, I was just
confirming the rules of the game, in case you felt that this
wasn't something you'd decided on ."
"Aha! How could you have thought for a moment that I would
let you stay alone in a hotel?"
"Well, I hadn't exactly thought about staying alone in
the hotel," he said with a sly smile and a light in his
eyes.
"So you didn't think about staying alone," Laura said,
embracing his neck, "And who did you have in mind to keep
you company Mr Steele?"
"Well, I thought about a certain beautiful woman with chestnut
hair and chocolate eyes, that I know, but I don't know if she'll
accept my proposal."
"Anyone I know?"
"Oh, I don't know, perhaps," he said, kissing her.
At that moment, the airline announced their descent into Los
Angeles.
"It can't be possible!" Remington protested, "We've
only just arrived in LA and already the interruptions have begun!"
They both laughed.
Once they were on the stairs to Laura's loft, Remington complained,
"They're never going to put in an elevator here, are they?
The next few days are going to put me in shape for a triathlon."
"What, by going up and down the stairs once a day? You'll
need more than that for the competition."
"Mmm, perhaps I won't just be going up and down the stairs,"
he responded with a cheeky smile, a little out of breath.
Laura opened the door, everything was in perfect order, on the
living room table were two candles, an ice bucket and an envelope.
"I wonder who the message is from," Laura said, smiling.
Remington was leaning against the door trying to regain his breath.
Laura took the envelope, opened it and read aloud.
Hi kids: Welcome back to LA and the real world. In the refrigerator
there is champagne and provisions. I hope you had a nice trip.
Please enjoy! Bye, Mildred.
"Well, this woman is determined that we enjoy everything
and not have to think about a single thing. Well, we shouldn't
let it go to waste, right?" Remington said as he went to
the fridge to look for the champagne.
Laura lit the candles, took the bucket to fill it with ice and
met Remington in the kitchen.
"Hmm, it seems our Miss Krebs has thought of everything,
I see tomorrow I'll be able to prepare the breakfast of princes,"
Remington said, his head and part of his body inside the fridge.
Laura approached him from behind and put her arms around his
waist, embracing him as she said, "Mmm, you're always thinking
about food Mr Steele, don't you ever think about anything else?"
"Aah, Miss Holt, to tell the truth, right now, I'm thinking
of something else entirely," he said, turning in her arms.
"And what is this other thing you have in mind Mr Steele?"
"I'm thinking what a wonderful thing it will be to wake
up in your bed, with you by my side. So many times I've dreamed
of this, my love!" And with that, he kissed her deeply.
"Mmm, it appears what we have here is a severe ailment of
too many unfulfilled dreams. We'll have to go to the dream clinic
and have Dr Holt do a complete study to cure this disease."
"Mmm, sounds interesting, but could Dr Holt take care of
me right here, I think I'm in need of urgent treatment."
"Hmm, we'll see what Dr Holt can do without all the elements
of the clinic."
"I don't think this adorable doctor needs any further elements,"
and he returned to kissing her.
"OK, OK, but first the medicine, eh??"
"Oh yes, yes."
Laura filled the bucket with ice, put the champagne in and they
moved into the living room, delightfully illuminated by the candlelight.
Remington opened the bottle and poured two glasses while Laura
watched him in the half light.
"What? Is something wrong?" Remington asked, under
Laura's careful gaze.
"Oh, no, nothing's wrong, everything is decidedly perfect.
Do you have any idea the number of times I've fantasized about
this scene, and, to tell the truth, about the continuation of
this scene, with no cuts?"
"I suppose the same amount of times I myself have done so,
each time I left through that door, went down those stairs and
looked up at your window. Let's drink to our fantasies, eh?"
"Yes, it's an appropriate toast. And now, Mr Steele, after
your medicine," Laura said, taking the glass from him and
placing them both on the table, "Dr Holt needs to make a
complete revision in order to cure the illness, as soon as possible."
"Ohhh, complete eh?"
"Begin, please, by taking off your shirt so I can listen
to your chest." He obeyed quickly. Seeing Remington undress
for her produced a tremendous excitement in her.
"Like this, doctor?" he said, with his torso completely
bare, throwing his shirt to the floor.
"Perfect, first I have to listen to your heart," while
she supported her head and her ear on his chest, she listened
to his strong heartbeat and his agitated breathing. Laura had
learned over the weekend that even minimal contact between the
two of them made both of their pulse rates accelerate and their
breathing quicken. It enchanted her to see how excited Remington
became at her touch, and it provoked an equal excitement in her,
"Mmm, you have an accelerated heartbeat," she said,
removing her head from Remington's chest and looking into his
eyes.
"Do you think it's serious Doc?" he asked her.
"Mmm, yes, yes, it's very serious and urgent. I'll need
a more comfortable place to make further revisions Mr Steele."
"Oh, I see," he said as Laura took him by the hand
and lead him towards her bed. It enchanted him to see her acting
so uninhibited, so fresh, so creative and above all, so sexy
with him. Laura removed the bedspread, adjusted the sheets and
the pillows and knelt on the bed, "I need to see my patient
here," she indicated the right side of the bed, "But
first, you need to be in your underwear."
"Yes, yes, of course," he responded while he undid
his trousers, sliding down the zip and taking them off until
he was left in his blue boxers, leaving his pants beside the
bed.
Laura couldn't believe how aroused she was becoming from his
movements and noticed his growing excitement, evident against
the front of his boxers.
"Mmm, I see this is getting more serious by the minute!!"
"So it seems," Remington said, his face a picture of
innocence, looking down with a sly smile.
"Come here, Mr Steele, treatment is urgent, VERY urgent!!"
Remington reclined on the bed, watching Laura absolutely enchanted
and aroused.
"I need to make myself more comfortable for the treatment,
don't you think Mr Steele?"
"Oh yes, do you want me to help you, Doc?"
"No, I can do it alone," Laura said, undoing her dress
and taking it off over her head, revealing her precious body
covered in satin with black lace edging.
"Ohhh, Doc, this uniform can do wonders for my treatment,
in fact, I'm already feeling much better!!"
"Alright, OK, let's not hurry the process of treatment,"
Laura said, placing herself above Remington, her left leg sliding
between his, "First, your temperature," she said, placing
her hand on his forehead, feigning seriousness, "Mmm, here
we have signs of a fever."
"Oh God, Doc, only signs?? I believe I could make it jump
several thermometers."
"Mmm, yes, it's going to be complicated, stabilizing this
fever." They both laughed, enchanted by their game. While
Laura leaned down to kiss Remington's right ear, he embraced
her, drawing her down onto his chest, "I don't think I'll
be able to continue with the treatment."
"Love, do you have any idea how crazy I am about you?"
he asked her as he began to kiss her neck and lower the suspenders
from her body.
"Ah, but I'm worried that I won't be able to fulfil your
fantasies and make your dreams come true!!"
"No, you're the only fantasy I need, to have you in my arms,
in your loft, in your bed. You're like a fantasy come to life
after four years." He began to lower the teddy, revealing
Laura's breasts, "Oh, my love, I'm never going to be able
to stop thinking that I'm dreaming every time I see how BEAUTIFUL
you are!!"
They loved each other, both enjoying making into reality the
fantasies that they hard jealously guarded from each other over
the past four years. Laughing, each enjoying providing pleasure
to the other. Savoring every action, telling each other in the
most beautiful language of all, the immense love they both had
for each other.
In the morning when Remington awoke, he discovered that Laura
wasn't at his side but at the same time, he heard the noise of
the shower coming from the bathroom. He stretched slowly, smiling
as he realized where he was, and he asked himself, "This
was about fulfilling fantasies, wasn't it? Then, it's necessary
to round out that idea. I've always dreamed of waking up here...!"
He quickly got up out of the bed and moved towards the bathroom
to meet Laura in the shower, "Hello, love," he said,
opening the curtain and showing his face, "Are we still
going to continue with the treatment for my total recovery??"
"Oh, of...of course, now we can make the treatment wet,"
she replied laughingly, "Come here," she told him,
opening her arms and drawing him under the water.
"Mmm, now I believe in doctors," he said as he embraced
her under the water and their lips met in a deep kiss.
"Mmm, you know what?? I think today we'll go in to the office
late, or perhaps not at all??"
"Oh, am I that serious??"
"It's just that I think that I need urgent treatment too.
I want to commit myself to you, love!!"
They kissed again, promising each other the most delicious, loving
treatment that would make all their dreams a reality, in their
first dawn together in Laura's loft.
To Be Continued---
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