One Wild Night

Lucy watched Tom curiously as he straightened up, wondering what he planned to do to her. Her imagination made her toes curl, and her face flushed beautifully, making Tom who was equally looking at her chuckle as he shook his head as he went to pick up a bubble bath, and poured it into the jacuzzi.

"You could have done that while filling the tub," Lucy pointed out.

"You could have pointed that out while I was filling the tub," Tom countered as he rapidly ran his fingers through the water to increase the suds. Once he was satisfied, he straightened up once again.

"It's time to get you out of that dress," Tom said as he walked over to the toilet seat where she was still seated with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Hands up," he said, and just as she raised her hands, he bent down, and as he raised the dress up to the level of her head, covering her face, he lowered his lips to her boobs and flicked his tongue over her nipple.

Lucy gasped involuntarily, startled by the sudden move, and then she giggled as she tried to drop her hands but Tom held her in place, "You're interrupting me."

"You said you wanted to take off my dress not harass me."

"Of course, I'm taking off your dress. I was just saying hello to my babies," Tom assured her with a wink as he pulled off her dress, leaving her in just black lace pants.

"So if they're your babies, what am I?" Lucy asked, cocking her head to one side.

"Are you jealous of your own boobs?" Tom asked in amusement.

"What am I?" Lucy insisted stubbornly.

"Fine. You are my princess."

Lucy shook her head, "No. My father calls me princess. I want another name."

"Why can't you be my princess just because your father calls you that? I used to call you princess even before your family got here," Tom pointed out.

"I don't want a name that anyone else calls me," Lucy explained.

"What about Babe?"

"Too common. I'm sure half the world population calls their partners that. Even Bryan and Sonia call themselves that," Lucy said, and Tom sighed. This lady was a handful.

"Alright. Why don't I sleep on it and come up with a unique endearment that suits you?" Tom asked, and Lucy nodded.

"That works."

Tom looked at her amused, "You must be comfortable around me now for you to be holding a conversation with me while you're in this state. I like that," Tom said in a teasing tone as he reached out to touch a nipple, and he chuckled when she raised her hands to cover her boobs dramatically.

"Don't you think it's a little too late for that now, considering that I know every inch of your body?" Tom asked as he extended his hand to her and pulled her up, before reaching for her waist to take off her panties.

He slowly slid it down her thighs while holding her gaze, making sure his fingers brushed her skin, and once the panties got to her knees, he let her raise her legs to drop it, while he slid his hands between her thighs, making her suck in a breath.

"Let's get you in," Tom said, wanting to lift her and place her inside the jacuzzi, but Lucy stepped to the side.

"I should first undress you," Lucy reminded him and Tom shrugged, giving her the go-ahead to do as she pleased.

Tom watched as mischief crept into Lucy's eyes when she smiled at him and stepped forward. Curious to see what she intended to do, Tom folded both hands in front of him as he watched her.

Once Lucy stopped in front of him, she passed both hands around him and grabbed his butt, surprising Tom who laughed out, "What are you doing?"

"I've been wanting to grab your butt for some time now," Lucy said as she squeezed softly, and laughed even more as he shook his head at her.

"You have all the time in the world to grab my butt, but you do realize that it is getting late, and if you plan on getting any sleep before dawn, it is best we finish quickly and go to bed?" Tom asked, and Lucy sighed.

"There are people everywhere. This is the only time I get to be with you like this until God knows when," she complained sadly.

"Yeah. I understand, and I also feel terrible about this. We were supposed to spend the weekend alone, now we have a full house," Tom said as he raised a hand to her face and caressed her cheek.

"I know it's not your fault, but it's just frustrating," Lucy said with a sigh as she embraced him and rested her head on his chest, while Tom caressed her back.

"Do you know that you're still naked and I'm still dressed?" Tom asked after a couple of seconds when he could no longer ignore the feel of her nipples pressed against his bare skin. Lucy giggled and pulled away from him.

"Why do I feel like you're stalling because you don't want to get into the water? It's getting cool now," Tom said after he bent forward and dipped his hand into the water.

"I'm stalling because once we are done bathing, we are likely going to to go bed and not have time to talk like this," Lucy said with a pout.

"I promise to make out time to be with you during the day. Just the both of us," Tom assured her, and she gave him a nod.

"Alright. Let's bathe then," she said as she reached for his belt, and once she unbuckled it, unzipped his trousers, and slid it down his waist until crumpled on his feet. Tom stepped out of the trouser and Lucy picked it up and hung it on the railing where he had left her dress.

Tom watched a blush stain her cheek when she faced him again, to take off his boxers, "I will take it off myself," Tom offered and reached for the waistband of his boxers, but Lucy shook her head as she quickly took hold of it, and pulled it down without really looking at his cock even though she wanted to.

Tom said nothing as he stepped out from his boxers and allowed her to pick it up, while his erect cock stood between them.

How could he not be embarrassed? How many ladies had he been with to be so free with her? She remembered that he had said he dated three ladies before her, but the relationships were not serious. Did he sleep with all three of them? Did he sleep with Anita? Had he perhaps been with other ladies aside from those three he dated? Why was she thinking about this now? And why did it feel like the thought of it was making her jealous?

"What are you thinking about?" Tom who had been observing her asked, and she quickly shook her head.

"It's nothing. Let's get in," she said with a forced smile as she stepped into the round jacuzzi, and Tom followed suit while still watching her.

Tom lowered himself into the water which stopped slightly above his knee and sat down, while Lucy did the same, resting her back against him. Sitting down, the water stopped at Lucy's shoulder blade, while it stopped at Tom's chest.

"What is wrong?" He asked knowing that something had affected her mood just now.

"It's nothing. I just thought of something unpleasant, that's all," she assured him as she snuggled closer to him while Tom's hands went to her shoulders to massage her.

"And you don't want to tell me what you thought of?" He asked curiously as he packed her hair to one side, and started to massage her shoulders.

"There's nothing to tell," Lucy said with a soft moan as she packed her hair to the front of her collar bone, and bent her head to the side to give him more access to her shoulder.

"Then should I assume that I said something wrong? Or is it something I did that brought the unpleasant thought?" He asked again, and Lucy sighed.

"This will probably sound stupid to you..." Lucy started, already feeling stupid to be voicing out her thoughts.

"I doubt there is something you could say or do that will sound or look stupid to me. I will always try to make sense of your words and actions even when it doesn't make sense to you," Tom said, kissing the back of her ear softly.

Lucy moaned softly, "Should I go on and tell you what I thought about, or do you want us to do something else?" She asked, and Tom smiled.

"Okay, go on and tell me," Tom said as his hands moved from her shoulders beneath her underarms which were under the water, and he cupped her breasts, "Don't worry, I know your nipples are sensitive, I won't touch them until you're done speaking," Tom rushed to assure her, and Lucy cleared her throat.

"I just kind of wondered why you don't feel embarrassed or uncomfortable standing naked before me. And then I wondered about the number of ladies you've been with, and if you ever got intimate with Anita. You don't have to answer. It isn't a question. I was just telling you what I thought about, and that is only because you insisted on knowing," Lucy rambled.

Tom listened patiently as she spoke, and he didn't try to stop her until she stopped talking.

Lucy felt uncomfortable with the silence so she tried to turn to look at him to see if he was angry with her for bringing up such a topic at such a moment. She gasped when Tom suddenly tweaked her nipples, "Tom!" Tom laughed softly, as he helped her turn around to face him.

"I can't believe it's past two in the morning and we are here like this having a conversation in the bathtub," Tom said once she had faced him while Lucy eyed him.

"You're not going to say anything?" She asked, and Tom shrugged.

"You already said it isn't a question, so I don't need to answer," Tom reminded her, wanting her to demand an answer.

Lucy bit her lower lip as she thought about it, "What if I want you to give me an answer?" Lucy asked tentatively.

"I am your man, Lu. It's your right to demand an answer when there is something you want to be clear on," Tom said calmly.

"Okay. Please give me a response. Did I sound stupid?" Lucy said, and Tom smiled at her as he leaned forward to kiss her forehead.

"It's normal to feel the way you do. Nothing you said sounded stupid," Tom assured her.

"And just so you know, if I wasn't your first, you would have known that men are hardly as conscious of their body as ladies are. Most men are comfortable in their skin," Tom said with a small smile as though he was lecturing a kid.

"Secondly, it's also normal that you would feel a bit cheated by the fact that I've had other sexual partners in the past, whereas I'm your first. Although I told you that I've dated just three ladies, I've been with a couple of ladies before those three. I only mentioned those three because they were the ones I approached for a relationship, not just to satisfy my sexual urge. Some of the others were ladies I met during my business trips abroad," Tom explained before adding, "And no, I never got intimate with Anita before we went our separate ways," he concluded.

"I don't think I feel cheated. I don't know, I just feel a little jealous," Lucy confessed.

"You don't have to feel jealous of anyone. You have something none of them ever had, and that is my heart. I'll always be yours," Tom promised as he drew closer to her, and pulled her closer to himself.

"I love you, Lu. I hope you will always remember that," Tom said as his lips slowly descended on hers.