Dark as Daylight Ch. 10

This time, when she woke up, the lights in the room were dimmed, and he was reading by the bedside lamp.

"Now James please."

"I was not going to make love to you while you were sleeping. One of us would have missed it. One of us might have enjoyed it, and the other might have thought it was terrible. Who would have been the judge? Who would have been the referee? We would have had to start all over again, and I'm not sure we would have had enough time for that."

"What time is it?"

"It's a little after 2 a.m."

"Why have you let me sleep all this time?"

"Are you happy Nancy?"

"Yes, I'm very happy, but so far I've let you out in the cold, and that's not fair."

"Fair has nothing to do with it. You were tired, and I let you sleep. I can find no fault with that. Besides, I learned how to take pictures with my smart phone. Your ass came out beautiful."

"You did not take naked pictures of me."

"I did not take pictures of you naked. I put the blanket over your legs, and a pillow over your back, and took a picture of your ass alone. Do you want to see it? If it's not good you can erase it."

"Of all things to learn how to do in your spare time, you had to learn how to take pictures of my ass?"

"There are no ass prints on file at the FBI."

"Give me your phone this instant James; I'm going to erase every picture on it."

"There is only one picture, I just learned how to do it."

"God, I can see you're going to be awful to train."

She turned on his phone, and loaded his album file. True to his word there was only one picture on file, and he didn't put a name on the file to reference it. She opened it, fearing for the worst, but what she saw was a picture of her face in close up. She was in peaceful repose, with a 'cat who caught the canary' smile on her face.

"Do you like the first picture I ever took on my smart phone?"

"You framed the picture very well. Is there anything you don't do well?"

"I'm hoping you're awake enough for me to find that out?"

"I'm awake, I'm horny as hell, and you'd better deliver Mister Director, or I am going to report you to your secretary."

"Oh no, please not that. That would be a fate worse than death. She will never get off my case, even after we get married. She will be in the bedroom with us, giving me instructions every step of the way. Then, she will bring our children into the room, and show them how inept I am, so they will not make the same mistakes I am making in the future. I would rather go down in flames over the Atlantic Ocean, than have you tell Janine that I failed in bed."

"The jet at the airport is yours; am I correct?"

"Yes."

"The flight crew works for you?"

"Yes."

"The aircraft will wait for you, if you are late in arriving? A I correct?"

"Yes."

"Washington will still be there, when we get there?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to begin to make love to me sometime soon?"

"Yes."

"James, we are going to have to work on your vocabulary."

She laughed as he attacked her mouth, breasts, bellybutton, tiny stretch marks, pubic ridge, and finally his tongue touched her sensitive large labial lips once more. He didn't realize how sensitive they were, because on most women they weren't. She had to wear a pad over hers at work, because the constant rubbing of her clothes, against them, would keep her in a constant state of arousal otherwise.

As his head disappeared between her thighs, Nancy rose up on her forearms to see what he was doing. It wasn't as if she was going to try to improve on his performance, she just wanted to see the look on his face, and the wonderment in his eyes, as he drank from the core of her body.

His tongue circled her clitoris and its hood a dozen times, before it finally popped out after her long sleep. When the little button was in clear view, he bit it.

"Ouch!"

"Sorry about that. Next time, tell that little sucker to come out and play with me, instead of hiding."

"I'll talk to it. I'll put it on my things to do list. I'll put in a complaint to the building manager, but please keep doing what you were doing before, because it felt like heaven."

"Ouch! Not that part your idiot, the other part."

"Oh, sorry about that, you know how easily I get confused with electrical items."

She crossed her thighs around his head, and squeezed them in an attempt to get his ears to touch.

James raised one hand, and then the other. He started waving them in a sign of defeat. She relented and released control of his head.

"Did you have something you wanted to say to me, James?"

"I'll be good. I won't bite you anymore, or if I do, I'll be more tender. Please let me breathe, because I like it down here. I promise to be good, and I can't tell you how wonderful you look and smell. Remember for me this is Anatomy 101."

"Okay, breathing is allowed as long as you remain a good boy. You may continue."

She laughed as he picked up his head and winked at her. He moved his tongue faster, and more towards her opening. When he arrived, he found it difficult to penetrate with only his tongue. He used his right forefinger to loosen her, and in the process rubbed it roughly along the top wall of vagina.

Nancy's back arched, her eyes crossed, and she dribbled fluid onto their bed. Then she moaned and relaxed.

"What did I do right?"

"For a freshman, you are an A+ student. Right out of the gate, you hit my G spot. I can't find it most of the time and you got it on the first shot. Do it again and keep doing it until I tell you to stop."

"I don't know what I did, so you're going to have to tell me when I'm there."

He reinserted his index finger and moved it in the same direction he had before. Nancy didn't have to tell him when he was there, her body did for her. As soon as he made contact with her G spot, he increased his upward pressure, and moved his finger laterally across it at top speed.

Nancy's body began to perspire, not only her forehead, and face, but her entire body, from her head to her toes. There was not a muscle that was not stretched to its limit, and a nerve that was not on fire. Her breathing had nearly stopped, her eyes were clamped tightly shut, and her jaws were wired closed. Everything remained that way, until she screamed, "I'm coming... I'm coming... I'm....... There." Her body collapsed, and any the fluid that remained inside her gushed out through her vagina.

Nancy's lights went out, please tell me along with her fluids.

James got out of bed, went to the minibar, and took out four bottles of orange juice. He put ice into their large glasses, and poured 2 bottles each into them. As he reached the bed, Nancy began to show signs of life. He raised her to a sitting position, and put the glass to her lips.

"Please tell me this is some type of poison. If you keep doing this to me; I'm going to die anyway."

"I'm sorry, there was no poison in the minibar. I got you orange juice instead. It's guaranteed to wear away the lining of your stomach in 1500 years."

"Thank you for thinking of me."

"Madame we are going to have to sign you up for a gym membership. Cardiovascular exercises are necessary for good health. The exterior of your body is positively stunning. We have to do something about the interior portion of it."

"I don't have the time James. I work all day, and I have my children to attend to at night. I need the weekends for them also."

"Since we're getting married next weekend, I don't foresee that as a problem."

She spits out the orange juice. "When are we getting married?"

"Next weekend, don't you remember? I asked you, and you said it was fine with you. You didn't care about your family, because your parents never helped you when you were young, and they're not helping you now when you can use the help financially.

For me, it's only going to be my little sister. I don't want my brothers anywhere near us, and as far as my parents are concerned, I don't care one way or the other. I have several friends that will attend, when I tell them I'm getting married, but I don't want a big affair like my sister had.

I know several judges that can perform the service, unless you want to get married in the church again. If you do, that will cause us a delay, because we have to go through that counseling that they do. I guarantee you if I gave them a large enough check, they would sign us off immediately. The church has always had its price.

I've waited a long time to find you Nancy. I want you in my bed, and your children in our house as soon as possible. That is something else we have to discuss. We do you want to live? San D..."

"James, not now. You damn lawyers can talk to a wall and think it was interesting. Right now I'm going to fuck you, until your eyes bleed. You are not getting out of here, until I have your prick in my cunt. Do you understand me Mister Director?"

"I think you're going to have to go to confession, Nancy. I don't think those words are allowed in your religion."

She took a swing at him, but he ducked.

"James, what religion are you?"

"I am agnostic. I believe in God. I believe he or she is everywhere and in everything around us. I don't ever talk about religion with anyone, because it only leads to an argument, and I have to leave, because arguments lead to wars."

"I love your religion James. I think it is absolutely super for my purposes right now. James, after I finish fucking you senseless, I want you to do this specifically for me. James, go fuck yourself.

He spits out his orange juice.

"Lie back, James. It's my turn to get you off. You can't get me pregnant, because I never came off the pill."

"I remember you telling me that. You said you never came off the pill, just in case you were fortunate enough to get raped again. I told you getting rape was not a fortunate incident. It was a crime against a person's being, her very soul, and the law still treats the woman in a medieval manner."

"Shut up, I have a message for a particular part of your body, I've been trying to give it all night."

She couldn't imagine how or if he stayed erect all night, but he was still as hard as nails. He was a good size male, not gigantic, but more than enough for her. Now, it was her playtime. She held him just below the neck, wiggled it at him, put the tip of it in her mouth, and smiled as she slowly closed her teeth around its' head. She watched as his eyes grew larger, and while her teeth grabbed the tip of his most prized possession. As the pain receptors began to fire, his mouth opened, tears began to flow, and he began to yell. "Stop, please stop. I apologize to the teacher. I'll buy her roses in the morning."

"You bought me a million-dollar engagement ring. What the heck do I need with roses?"

"Women normally get roses, before they get the engagement ring. I did it backwards, as usual."

"You are absolutely impossible James. Now pay attention, I know you are going to enjoy this."

She was out of practice with this too, so she took it slowly. Bit by bit, inch by inch, he disappeared into her mouth, and slightly into her throat. By the time she swallowed him whole, he realized too late when he yelled, "Nancy get out, I'm coming."

As inexperienced as she was at this, she ignored him. With all the talk that goes on in the women's dressing room, at breakfast, and lunch in the cafeteria at work, this seemed like something everybody did, every day, as a natural act of love for your partner. He drank your juices from the source, you should drink is. Okay, so she did, and if it was a little salty in the beginning, it did not bother her in the least. If it was an acquired taste, she would acquire it, because she loved him as much as he had shown he loved her. When she surfaced, she licked him clean, and she was amazed he was still hard.

"Did you take a little blue pill James?"

"No. "

"Did you walk around like this all day?"

"No."

"I don't want to have another one of these discussions that wind up with one word answers. How long have you been hard tonight?"

"Since you came out of the bathroom naked."

"We are going to need a house with a split bedroom plan. You've been hard for 5 hours, without using medication, just because I was naked. Do you know how much weight I am going to lose because of you?"

"I thought you told me to shut up so you could fuck me blind? Have we done that yet?"

"Do you take the self-defense lessons at work?"

"Yes I do; I have to set a good example for the employees in the building."

"Dammit, I won't be able to beat the shit out of you either."

"James grab yourself, and put it in me. I am very wet, and you should not hurt me."

She raised herself up on her knees, and moved herself forward. Using two fingers, James spread the lower portion of her lips apart to see the target area. It was certainly easy enough, because fluid was dripping from the source. Once he was in the proper place, Nancy began lowering her hips to make the connection between them. She felt the bell head push against the rim of her vagina, and with a little extra downward push, she felt it pop inside her. It fit perfectly; perfectly, just like a ring. It was made to be inside her. She lowered herself until his key was totally in her slot. She began moving her hips forward and back, using a sliding motion, so her clitoris could make constant contact with his pubic bone.

James arms were lying motionless by his sides.

Nancy shook her head. "Do you enjoy looking at my breasts, James?"

"Yes."

She thought, 'Please not again.'

"Would you like to suckle at my breasts?"

"Yes."

"Is there a way for you to do that?"

"Yes."

She screamed. "Then why are you lying there, like a bump on a log, enjoying getting laid, while not using your arms and your mouth to help me enjoy myself also?"

"You didn't come with an instruction manual."

"Start taking the initiative James. Life doesn't come with an instruction manual like the law does. Children and wives don't. You wanted me. What did you do? You disobeyed your natural instinct, which was to stay behind your desk, and let life pass you by. Love me the way you love the law; love every inch of me James, I'm all yours."

"Can I be on top?"

"Don't ask me, do it. Let's have some fun. Sex is not just in and out, until you cum; let's have a blast, while we're having sex. Let's have fun, while we're making love."

"I knew I shouldn't have read 'The Book of Mormon.' Lady, you are on."

He flipped her, but not onto her back. He sat down on his knees, pulled her onto his lap, and entered her again. Nancy wondered what the hell he was doing, until he grabbed her legs and pulled them towards the sky.

"I'm not an acrobat," she screamed.

"Don't worry, when I'm finished with you, I'll adjust your back again, and you'll be just fine."

As he was pulling her up and down on his penis, she asked, "Are you a doctor, too?"

"Of course I am, it's on my walls. I am a Doctor of Law."

She would've hit him, if she was not so afraid of falling to the ground.

He kept moving back towards the edge of the bed, and finally, he was standing, holding her against his body. She was attached to him only by his male centerpiece.

"What the fuck are you doing James? You're either going to kill me or rip that thing off."

"I'm having fun. My future wife said let's have fun. Is my future wife having fun?"

"Your future wife thinks you're nuts."

"My nuts are a little further down than what you're stuck on. I could let you go with my arms and with your legs in the air as they are, and your torso facing me, you wouldn't go anywhere."

"You are insane James, absolutely insane."

"Let's get my cell phone; we can take another picture. If this isn't a Kodak moment, nothing is."

"Wait until I tell Beth you finally learned how to do something with a cell phone, and the first thing you want to do with it, is take a picture of us, naked making love. She'll want copies, I'm sure of it."

"That's my baby sister. If that engineer hurts one hair on her head, he's going to be neck deep in cement."

"He's an architect."

"Whatever."

"Could we lie down please. I would like to continue making love, instead of having fun. I've had all the fun I can handle for today, unless of course you want to turn us upside down and stand us on our heads."

"You can stand on your head too?"

"James -- Bed -- Now."

Their playing, and lovemaking lasted well past 4 a.m. The front desk called to remind them of their flight. The pilots called to remind them of their takeoff time. For the first time in his life, James Comey said he would be there, whenever he got there, because 'He was having fun.'

As they lay in the egg shaped bathtub, reminiscing about their evening, and bursting bubbles with their toes, James asked Nancy, "Would it ruin our evening if I made a confession now?"

"If you tell me you've been married and divorced 6 times, I'll kill you."

"No, it's nothing that drastic. Tonight was my first time with a woman, and God knows what a woman she is. I love you Nancy Wells, and tonight was strictly for you.

I acted like a buffoon in bed tonight to make it easy for you. This was the first time you've been in a sexual situation, since your husband passed away. I didn't want it to be a serious, intense, sweaty situation, where we each were intent on getting to the other ones' goal of a massive climax, at the end of an all-powerful lovemaking session. I'm sure that will come in time, but tonight was not that time for us. Tonight was for exactly what you said it should be. Tonight was for fun, and I hope I made it fun, and easy, and relaxing for you, my Nancy."

"I'm going to break your neck, James. You hung me out there, like a wheel of cheese hanging on a rack, to make it easy on me to make love with you. If I have to say this one more time, I'm going to strap you to the wing of your aircraft, or put you in the hold, with the luggage.

'Why do you have to make everything perfect for everyone else, and not yourself, each and every time.'

You are an amazing man, James Comey. I see why Beth feels the way she does about you. I feel the same way she does. I love you so much James, it scares me."

"I love you too, Nancy. Is it okay if I dunk you now?"

"No James; my hairrr..."

39. THE MRI

Nurse Andrea Nabros was at the control panel of the MRI computer, watching to make sure Gordon did not move, and spoil the pictures of his head, which were being taken by the computerized machine. They didn't have much call to use this one million-dollar machine on board the spacecraft, and she was only one of the two nurses qualified to use it. Doctor Finch, and Doctor Daniels were in the infirmary delivering another baby, which seemed to be a daily occurrence on board.

It was something akin to what she read happened in the late 1960's, when a power station, in upstate New York, overheated and shut down the power grid. Everyone from Boston through Philadelphia, West to Philipsburg Pennsylvania, and into southern Canada was without power for nearly 2 days. 9 months later, more babies were born on consecutive days, then any day in the history of the United States.

She laughed, when she thought about the things couples decided to do, when they were bored, and there was no electricity, or any other type of entertainment.

The big machine beeped, shut down, and began rolling Gordon out of the tube. She was by his side in seconds, warning him not to get up, until she uncovered him, and was able to assist him in getting his balance back.

As usual, Gordon didn't listen to her, or anyone's instructions. As he hopped off the table, his head spun. If she had not been next to him, he would have landed face down on the floor.