Victoria Ch. 04

We were in a trance in a honeymoon suite. We were married, husband and wife. We had no idea what to do. I had decided to let Vicky decide.

Vicky began to undress. I followed her lead.

We were down to our underwear before we realized we did not have any nightclothes.

Vicky took a deep breath and took off her bra and panties.

She was in bed before I snapped out of it and took off my boxers and joined her.

"We do not have to if you don't want to do it," she said.

"We dot not have to if you don't want to," I said.

Our offers were just for the record; my cock was already sliding into her pussy. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and her lips were reaching for mine. We kissed softly, we kissed passionately, and we kissed as lovers.

"It was these kisses that got us into so much trouble," she said.

"I have a feeling they will continue to do so for a long time," I said as I continued kissing her.

I started a slow gentle fuck. Vicky moaned her approval.

I continued the kisses as she plunged into an orgasm.

As she recovered I began to kiss my way down her body. As I reached her breasts my dick slid out of her. I heard a conflicted moan as I tasted breast milk for the first time in over twenty years.

Vicky was soon purring and I was famished for her.

"Leave some for our daughter's breakfast," she said with a giggle.

I kissed her nipples and resumed my trip down her body. I kissed every inch between her pussy mound and the inside of each knee. Within seconds of my lips third arrival at her pussy she had another orgasm. I rained kisses on her labia then resumed my trip back up. I bypassed her breasts and kissed her neck as her hands urged my cock into her pussy.

I resumed the slow gentle fuck but that did not last long. We both needed an exclamation point to our night and careened towards release. She got there first with a long deep wail. I made it over the cliff with a deep groan, which was soon joined by a second wail from Vicky.

We panted to a stop and somehow found ourselves laughing, kissing, while trying to embrace each other into one.

I slid off her and pulled her into my arms. Somewhere in mid-kiss we fell asleep.

About two hours later I felt Vicky straddle my hips and slide my already hard dick into her pussy.

"Sorry, I did not mean to wake you. This wont take long," she said.

She was correct in that her first orgasm did not take long, nor her second one but her third one took a while. I managed to hold on until she gasped and shuddered to my groan. We fell asleep with her body draped over mine.

Early in the morning we awoke and followed each other to the bathroom. We watched each other piss and used the hotel's mouthwash then returned to bed.

"How long do we have before Fay Marie comes looking for breakfast?" I asked.

"No long so we need to hurry a bit," she said as she lay on her back and urged me into her. I started long strokes at a quick pace that had us gasping on the edge in just a few minutes.

My orgasm was delicious and hers seemed to be too.

Our orgasms were still ebbing when there was a knock at our door.

Vicky and I had just enough time to cover up before Mom came into the room with Fay Marie. She handed the baby to Vicky and left.

She had not said anything at all, but she did not need to, her broad smile told us she was very pleased with us.

I spent most of the next hour kissing my daughter and my wife.

Fay Marie fell asleep and we placed her amid the numerous pillows.

As I was kissing my way around Vicky's body I found a spot near her lower ribs that appeared to be more sensitive than most, she was squirming and giggling. I had just started to exploit the spot when Vicky jumped out the bed to get away. In the middle of her laughter she said, "Oh shit."

I looked in the direction her eyes were looking and I said, "Oh shit."

On the night table there were three condoms. Three unused still in their shiny wrappers condoms.

"How do you feel?" I asked her.

"Normal," She answered. "We will only need to wait a few days to find out. If you knocked me up again I will sue," she said then jumped on me and kissed me passionately.

"You can't sue me. I am your husband. I am supposed to knock you up." I countered with a deep kiss.

"Oh, that's right. Never mind then."

She allowed a deep sigh to escape her then said, "In truth I would like to finish school and have a teaching job before I have another baby. I will be fine if we are pregnant already but please use the condoms until we get home and I get on the pill. I promise I will be very conscientious in taking them now, assuming you will continue to want me."

"You can count on my continuing to want you," I said.

"I have a confession to make. I am telling you because I do not want you to worry about hurting me."

My heart sank; she was about to tell me she was in love with someone else. She saw the hurt in my face.

"No, silly. I have been madly in love with you for two years. You now have a very loving, loyal, and faithful wife.

What I wanted to do was to remind you that I would understand if you need other women. You will eventually want to find your real wife.

I know you adore our daughter and I know you will treat me kindly. I do hope you will cross the hallway on a semi-reg..........."

I kissed her, partly to shut her up but mostly to shut me up.

Vicky had just handed me the upper hand in the relationship and I knew that anyone in my position should and would hold on to that advantage.

It did occur to me that she would soon figure it out anyway.

My Mom and her sister already knew.

"Maybe I should tell her?" I thought

My dilemma was postponed when the phone rang. Mom wanted us to join them for brunch. Vicky and I dressed in our wedding clothes and I picked up the flowers and the still unopened bottle of champagne. Vicky picked up Fay Marie and we took the elevator down to our room. I was very happy to see Vicky scoop up the condoms and slide them into her purse before we left.

Mom and Vicky were already dressed and left as we got there. Mom told us to meet them at the Bellagio since they supposedly had the best brunch on the strip. Vicky and I undressed in each other's company and began to dress in shorts and t-shirts. Just as Vicky was sliding her panties on I gave her ass a quick nibble. I got slapped on my ass for my efforts, a fair exchange I thought.

Before we stepped out the door I gave her my best kiss. She gave me her best kiss. My hand went to her ass. Her hand went to mine. She felt my growing erection.

She groaned and said, "Lets not give them anything else to talk about," and handed me the carry pack.

I sighed, put Fay Marie in it and off we went.

The brunch at the Bellagio was exceptional, I could not conceive of anyone's being better. We stayed and watched the fountains dance and I took lots of pictures of the four ladies. Vicky took several of Fay Marie and me and Mom took some of Vicky and me.

Mom and Fay went off exploring the casinos while Vicky and I took in the sights. We toured M&M world, then made our way to the Venetian and the gondola ride. As we waited I got a good laugh when one of the living statues said hello to Vicky and startled her, she had thought it to be a real statue. She hit my shoulder for not warning her. I tried to convince a carabinieri that I was being assaulted but he just smiled.

Fay Marie slept through the incident so I had no witnesses.

I did take Fay Marie out of her pouch when it came time for the photograph of us in the gondola. I kept her in my arms throughout the ride and many people waved at her. She was a star.

I took pictures of the girls as they stood next to the likenesses of the Blue Man Group. I had assumed Vicky knew what they were but it turned out that she though it was a band that played the blues. She was in for a surprise that night.

The heat and the long walks eventually caught up to us and we returned to our room. After taking care of Fay Marie we took a nap . We slept about two hours.

I was sticking my finger in my wife's pussy when the phone rang. Vicky answered and told Mom we were about to feed Fay Marie then get ready for our show. She could come get her in about thirty minutes. Somewhere in the middle of her sentence Vicky moaned.

She hung up the phone and said, "Your Mom said to tell you to get your hands off me."

"Damn old woman. I guess I'll take a shower first," I said.

Before going into the shower I spent a considerable amount of time looking for the slacks and polo shirt I had planned to wear that night. I eventually found them hanging nicely in the closet.

I was reminded that Mom had spent the night in my room.

I took a picture of a naked Vicky with an equally naked Fay Marie at her breast. It turned out I did not really need that picture. For the rest of my life I just needed to close my eyes and see them just as they were that afternoon.

I heard a knock on the door soon after I went into the shower, shortly after that I had company in the shower stall.

"Keep your hands to yourself or we will never make it to the show," Vicky said.

"Why do I have to keep my hands to myself when yours are on my dick?"

"Your Mom did not tell me I had to keep my hands off you."

"Oh," I said. "An oversight."

"Maybe, maybe not. It could be one of those "girls rule" things.

My cock was very hard and got harder as she lathered it with soap and began to masturbate me.

She said, "You know, Fay asked me many times if I was in love with you. I did not answer her because I wasn't sure. Your mother asked me if I was in love with you that night at your house. Seeing you again told me I did love you.

I did not answer her but she likely knew.

But you are the first person to know for sure. I love you."

I may have upset her for a fraction of a second when I took her hands off by dick but I just wanted her arms around me when I kissed her. I gave myself to her in that kiss but she still had no clue, or was denying the possibility to herself.

She swatted my ass and told me she needed the water a lot hotter than I had it and dared me to stay. I jumped out as she turned the handle to "are you kidding me" hot.

I was dressed when she emerged. Before she put on her sundress she paused several times before her bra and panties were on.

I was being teased.

I ignored her.

Unfortunately my dick didn't and she was giggling as we left the room.

Once again I found us with very "good" seats. We were in the splash zone. Vicky's nervous laughter began as I handed her earplugs. It intensified when the plastic wrap shield was placed over us. We were in the third row.

I had seen one of their shows on film but this was my first time to see them in person. It was as much fun as I had hoped. Vicky laughed and squealed and joined in the audience response. We managed to cover ourselves in time as the drums were pounded.

She loved the show.

On our way out she shook hands with one of the performers and I managed to capture in my camera the look of wonderment in her face as she did.

I got her the t-shirt and she thanked me for getting her back to school wardrobe off to an excellent start.

I could not think of another date that I could have taken to that show that would have enjoyed it as much she did.

Or for that matter, enjoy Mystere as she did.

Or the dancing.

I was well aware of how much her enjoyment enhanced mine.

I had the perfect date.

And she was my wife.