She dared to. 

She was five minutes late for their rendez-vous.  She figured that was late enough to not seem too eager and early enough that he wouldn’t have forgotten her and moved on.  She patted her hair down one more time and checked her teeth for lipstick in the mirrored walls of the elevator.  The elevator dinged and the doors slid open.  It was now or never.  If she stepped out of the elevator, there was no turning back.  She took one last deep breath, straightened her back and sauntered out of the elevator. 

She barely finished knocking on the door before he opened it.  His grin looked like it was going to split his face.

“Hey, come on in,” he held his hand out to her and she took it, allowing him to lead her into his room.  He squeezed her hand as he brought her over to the couch.  Candles flickered here and there, casting a warm glow throughout the room.  He passed her a Champagne flute and before he could make any kind of toast, she had downed it.  He refilled her glass and was surprised to see it disappear as quickly as the first.

“Easy, Baby, this stuff will go to your head!”

“That’s what you think, Mr. Chasez.”  She took his glass out of his hand and gulped it down.  One hand in the middle of his chest pushed him back farther on the couch as she straddled his lap.  She grabbed his face and kissed the breath out of him. 

There were no complaints from JC as she proceeded to fumble with his belt buckle, then his button and zipper.  She was just about to free him from his restrictive clothing when JC took control and pulled away to catch his breath.

He ran his fingers under her hair and lifted off her blonde wig.  Jasmine was stunned for a moment and had absolutely nothing to say.  “I have missed you so much, baby.”  He trailed a finger lazily down her throat.  “I don’t want your alter ego.  I want my wife, Kijuana.”

Kijuana pouted.  “Josh!  You’re spoiling my surprise fantasy night!”

He chuckled softly as his lips slowly, seductively followed the path his finger had taken, knowing that this was one of her weak spots and his wife would soon be putty in his hands.  “Spoiling your surprise?”  He mumbled through his kisses.  “Honey, I couldn’t have been more surprised!  It took me a couple minutes before I realized that the hottie making eyes at me was my wife and I was allowed to look!”  He pulled away.  “How did you get here anyway?  I thought you couldn’t make it this weekend.” 

Kijuana grabbed his face again, squeezing his cheeks.  “Focus, Lover,” she whispered as she nuzzled his jaw.  He had to comply when he felt her hand firmly grasp him.  He couldn’t hold back his moan as she stroked him ever so slowly, teasing him by running her thumb over the top of his head. 

JC pulled her up on her knees more, running his strong hands up her legs, trying to get her skirt out of the way.  Kijuana smothered a giggle when she knew he was noticing that she wasn’t wearing any panties. 

“I like a woman who is prepared,” he grinned.

“Don’t I know it,” she laughed as she raised herself up and then slowly lowered herself on him.

There was no more intelligent conversation as they reacquainted themselves with each others bodies.  They were immersed in their senses, touching, feeling, kissing, breathing each other.  For a couple who didn’t usually spend much time apart, this tour was agonizing.  The only benefit was that when they got to spend time together, they couldn’t get enough of each other.  No one bothered to call either of them when they knew Josh was home for a quick conjugal visit or Kijuana was visiting him on the road. 

Their love making reached a frenzied pace.  Kijuana could hardly hold herself over him any more, her legs were so weak, so JC lifted her up and laid her on the couch without breaking their physical connection.

“I love you,” he smiled into her eyes as he gently pushed her hair out of her eyes and kissed her forehead.  

“I love you too!” she bucked her hips up into him.  “But I have been lonely without you and I am so close, please, Josh!  Stop teasing!”

He took one more minute to look at the sexy woman under him.  “Yes ma’am!” he laughed and then got back to business. 

He’d missed her too, so this time, he was willing to let her have it fast.  The next one was going to be slow and sensual, and the one after that….