Silver Pt. 12

"Well, I think it feels great, and it must look beautiful, especially with your little tail in the back... Now, that is sexy!"

"Think so?" she asked in surprise.

"I know so," I answered with a smile.

"No wonder Marlene loves you so much, you could melt any girls heart with that smile!"

I sat in the seat, my face flushed in embarrassment as Karen began to explain how the process will be done.

"You can stop blushing," Karen giggled, "Marlene also told me what lies beneath that grin of yours. Alright now, I'm going to begin in front, at your legs and work my way up. The temperature is warm in here for a reason; the spray will be a little chilly, but it sets very quickly. I'm going to be using a few sprayers on you and give you some definition to your legs and arms. It will make you look a little more buff!"

"C'mon Karen, look at these guns," I said in a serious voice, giving my arms a bit of a flex.

"As I said, I'll give you a little more definition," Karen laughed as she began to apply the spray.

She worked up my body as she said she would, having me hold out my arms as she sprayed the tanning solution. She did the same to the back of my body, commenting how she probably should have worn sun glasses to do my ass. I let her have her fun while working, and it wasn't long before she applied the last lines of definition to my arms before she was finished.

"You did good," she told me after laying her gun on the table.

"Do I look any different?" I asked.

"yeah, you look nice. I didn't put a heavy coat on you because your skin is so fair, but you can definitely see the difference.

"OK, Handsome, ttime to get under the dryer," Karen said as she gently guided me to a different part of the room.

"Dryer?"

"Yes, actually a blower, it helps dry the solution quicker."

"Hmm, blower..." I grinned.

"Is that all you men think of?" she laughed.

"Basically," I replied with a smile.

"There's that smile again," she said as she flipped the switch.

A wonderful flow of warm air blew down from the ceiling and goose bumps formed on my arms at both the sound of the blower and warmth of the air. I could have stood there all day, and even more so if I had a Lazy-Boy to relax in! Karen told me to raise my arms and rotate them over in order for the air to dry the undersides. When the timer turned the blower off, she wiped my palms and the bottoms of my feet, to remove the blocking cream. She also explained to me to relax the rest of the day; no exertion which would cause me to sweat.

"You mean I can't do Marlene when I get home?"

"No, you can't do Marlene when you get home, you nut, not unless you want streaks all over your skinny little ass!"

"What's that about doing Marlene?" Marlene giggled as she entered the room, "And what streaks on whose little ass?"

"Mr. Funny-Man here asked if he could do you when he got home after I told him about not sweating for the rest of the day," Karen replied with a laugh.

"Oh, I'm shocked," Marlene laughed as she approached, "Wow! Look at you, Handsome; you look great; and I love your little thong!; can we bring a few of them home?"

"Thank you," I replied, "And no, we can't bring a few of them home..."

The women laughed as they removed my hair cap and turned me around for a peek in the back.

"Very nice, Handsome, look at those muscles, they look great! How did you manage that, Karen?"

Karen explained the technique to Marlene, also giving us instructions for the rest of the day; telling us to wear the loose clothes we came in, letting us know the solution would feel sticky for two to four hours, and not to shower or do any sweating for at least eight hours. She also advised us to use a water based moisturizer on our skin. She also complimented Marlene on her tan, telling me how hot she looked.

"You're not helping with the no sweating policy," I replied, beginning to feel a twinge in my groin.

"Alright, we better get him dressed and out of here before we have a total mess," Marlene giggled as she handed me my sweatpants and shirt.

After dressing, we paid Karen and tipped her generously for her time and care. She wished us a safe and fun vacation, telling us how much of a pleasure it was to have waited on me, and hoping to see the both of us back in her salon soon. She gave me a light hug, letting me know the bond we shared would not be forgotten.

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"Yuck, this stuff is still sticky," I whined as Marlene drove us home.

"It'll take about two hours or so to feel a little better according to Steven," Marlene replied, "Care to stop for a cup of coffee and a bite to eat?"

"I'll never turn that down," I smiled, "Especially with someone as beautiful as you!"

"Good answer," Marlene giggled, placing a hand on my thigh.

"Hey, hey, hands off, I don't want to streak," I laughed.

"Oh brother..." Marlene gasped as she drove on to the local diner.

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Hours had passed, and I noticed Marlene was acting a bit antsi. I figured she couldn't wait to get a shower and be done with the tanning process.

"Are you alright, Sweetheart?"

"Um, yeah, I guess..." she replied in a hesitant tone.

"That doesn't sound too convincing; is something bothering you?"

"Uh, well, a little, I guess..."

"What is it, Beautiful? You know you can talk to me about anything."

"Michael, it's a little hard for me to talk about with you, and I don't want you to get upset."

"Marlene, please, are you having second thoughts? Is there something you want to tell me?" I asked with great concern.

"No, no, never, Handsome, it's nothing like that... Oh my God, no, no second thoughts, you're stuck with me for the rest of your life... It's just..."

"Just what? Please, just tell me, would you?"

"Alright, but let's go back and ly on the bed where you do your best thinking!" she mused.

"I'm not allowed to sweat, remember?"

"Don't worry, you won't be sweating!" she giggled.

She walked over to the sofa and took my hand. I held onto her from behind, reaching up to cup her breasts as we made our way to the bedroom.

"Hey, don't ruin my tan," she giggled as she wiggled her ass into my crotch.

Both of us crawled over the mattress with a few grunts on the way, and sprawled together across the bed.

"What is it, Beautiful?" I softly asked as I ran my hands through her hair.

"It's money, Handsome," Marlene murmured, almost under her breath.

"Did you say, money?"

"Yes, money, and by me saying money, I mean money for the wedding."

"What about the wedding?"

"Michael, you are fully aware I know you live on your Social Security, right?"

"Yes, sure, I laid everything out on the line with you after we first began dating, but what about it?"

"I have the money to pay for the wedding, and I want to ..." she softly whispered, sounding as if she were looking away from me.

"And you were afraid to tell me that?" I asked as I touseled her hair.

"Michael, I didn't know how it would make you feel, and I didn't want you to feel you didn't make enough money for..."

"For what?" I asked.

"For me..." she said in a shakey voice.

"Hey, hey, calm down, Sweatie, it's alright... I'm proud of you and the career you built for yourself, and you should be proud too!"

"But, I don't want to flaunt it in front of you by offering to pay for everything," she tearfully replied.

"Marlene, please, Sweetheart, there's no need to cry; it's me you're talking to, just plain old me... And besides, I'm going to be contributing money anyway."

"Money? How? And no you're not!" she replied.

"Oh, yes I am," I teased, "I have a small pension from when I worked at the hospital, and I can cash it in when I turn fifty-five in a few months."

"Michael, you should take it in monthly payments, or you'll get penalized."

"Beautiful, it would only pay somewhere near fifty-five dollars a month, and I won't receive the ten percent early withdrawal penalty because I'm blind. I'll get most of the taxable income back when I do my taxes the following year."

"But..." she said as she rolled to her side to face me.

"But nothing," I smiled, "It'll be around nine thousand, seven hundred dollars, and it's going toward our wedding."

"Michael, you should save it..." she softly stated as she ran the back of her hand along my cheek, "You should put it away for Monica."

"Sweetheart, Monica is already taken care of, and has a nice savings from my disability insurance."

"But...but..." she responded.

"Please, please, please?" I begged in a teasing voice, "Can't I help? Can't I? Please? Can't I, huh, huh, huh?"

"Stop it, you nut," Marlene laughed, "You're crazy, do you know that?"

"Yes, I do... Crazy in love..." I laughed.

"Oh god, you're laying it on thick now..." she giggled.

"OK, that is settled; see, how bad was that?" I asked.

"You, my dear, Michael, are impossible!"

"Oh, you are so lucky we can't sweat, or you would find out how impossible I am!" I laughed.

"Three more hours before shower time!" Marlene moaned.

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"Handsome, we can shower now," Marlene whispered in my ear as my hand held up my head.

I had fallen asleep in my recliner while listening to the Philadelphia Flyers play their despised cross state rivals, the Pittsburg Penguins. The game was as physical and nasty as every previous game in the team's histories. Even the excitement of the game couldn't hold my eyes open, and I had eventually drifted off.

"Want to join me?" Marlene asked as she ran her long fingernails down my cheek.

"No, you go first, Sweetheart, I'm still a bit groggy; leave the shower running though, and I'll be in after you're finished, OK?"

"OK,Sweetie, but don't be pulling the 'I'm tired bit' on me, or I'll give you a kick in your tan little hiny!" she giggled.

Marlene spent the better part of an hour in the shower, doing whatever women do after getting a spray tan. I could hear her humming and singing to herself as the sound of splattering water hitting the fibreglass enclosure accompanied her tunes. It wasn't much longer before I heard the shower curtain sliding over the metal rod, "I'm done, Handsome, your turn!"

I had already made my way back to the bedroom and was removing my sweatpants when I heard Marlene call to me.

"Be right there," I yelled before removing the rest of my clothes and made my way into the bathroom. I held my hands out below my waist, not knowing if Marlene was looking at me or not. My hands greeted Marlene's splendid ass as she leaned over and ran a towel over her hair.

"Woops, didn't see you," I laughed.

"You're a pretty good aim for not being able to see," she laughed back.

"Beginner's luck," I replied as I turned to take a clean towel from the cabinet.

"Yeah, right... Oh my God, look at that!" Marlene giggled out loud as she turned to face me. She was laughing hysterically as I stood dumfounded with the towel in my hand.

"Look at what?"

"Your...guy...and...his...boys are gostly...white...compared...to the...rest of you!" she screamed in laughter, "It looks...like...one of those...light...sabres in...Star...Wars!"

I swiveled my hips, swinging my dick side to side, eventually turning in a circular motion. "Princess Laia, how would you like to take a ride on this?" I asked in a deep voice.

"Michael, stop, you're...killing...me... Get...your two...toned...butt in the...shower..."

Marlene was still laughing as I lathered up my body and sang a song of my own. The water felt glorious as it smashed against my tired body. I called for Marlene to come and take a look at me to see if I had any streaks on my skin or if I needed to wash more of my back. As soon as the shower curtain opened, I heard a hearty laugh again. It didn't seem Marlene was going to get used to the sight of my ultra white cock anytime soon. She continued to giggle as she soaped my back and butt for good measure. I rinsed once again before turning the water off, grabbed my towel, and stepped from the shower.

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"What a long day," Marlene sighed as she crawled under the covers and drew her leg across my thighs.

"Uh huh," I yawned, reaching down to cup her ass to pull her leg up higher.

"You are so beautiful," I whispered as the touch of her nails on my chest awakened the goosebumps on my arms and legs.

"You make me feel beautiful, Michael; I love feeling beautiful for you."

Her breasts were pressed against the side of my chest and she rose her head to give me light, soft kisses on my shoulder, methodically working her way up to my neck before taking my earlobe between her teeth. She gave it a little tug before releasing it and replacing it with her tongue. I moaned at her every kiss and breath on my skin. She had rolled herself up onto me as she tenderly licked the perimeter of my ear. Marlene's body nestled snuggly into mine, our bodies fitting together as if we were poured into a mold.

"I love you, Michael," she whispered in my ear, her warm breath sending jolts of pleasure down my spine.

I could only moan as my body shook beneath her. Marlene giggled at my predicament before slipping her tongue deep into my ear. My hips instinctively lifted from the mattress as the nerve endings raced down to my toes. My cock grew painfully hard against Marlene's soft pussy as my groans of pleasure escaped my mouth.

"Marlene, don't stop, please, it feels so good, please don't stop," I whined.

She fulfilled my wishes and continued kissing, sucking, and licking her way down my body, taking my cock into her mouth without the use of her hand. She held onto my waist as she licked and slurped the length of my shaft. Withdrawing her lips to the head, Marlene swirled her tongue over the ultra sensitive skin before swallowing me down to the base. My excitement was no match for her oral skills, and it wasn't long before I warned her of my oncoming orgasm. Marlene moaned as she held me deep in her mouth, awaiting the volume of cum she was so graciously about to receive. My head grew light as the first jet of cum raced from my cock into her mouth. She began to bobb her head up and down my shaft, increasing the pleasure of my ongoing orgasm. My breathing was irratic at best as I thrust into her until I couldn't stand it anymore. She swallowed what she could, and what she couldn't, she cupped in her hand and rubbed o ver her tits.

"Mmm, mmm, Michael, you taste so good, and feel so good on my tits; I love the feeling of your cum on my tits, I just love it..."

Marlene slithered up my body and kissed me passionately, the taste of my cum apparent as her tongue danced in my mouth. "Suck my tits, Handsome, lick my nipples... I want to come," she moaned into my mouth.

I guided her body up and cleaned her tits with my tongue, sucking, licking, and lightly biting her sensitive nipples. Marlene was breathing heavy as she ground her pussy against me. Releasing her breast, I grabbed her ass and pulled her up onto my face, giving her wet pussy the tonguing it so very well deserved.

"Michael, God, yes," she gasped as I licked the length of her lips, "Yes, deeper, harder, please, yes... Please..."

Marlene began grinding against my face, riding my tongue to her climax. Her thighs quivered and shook as I continued to lick her pussy through her orgasm.

"Oh shit, another one..." she gasped, lifting off of me and throwing herself next to me on the mattress, "Oh God, oh God, it's...still...going," she cried, rolling herself against me once again and rubbing her pussy on my thigh.

It was the most excited I believe I had ever heard Marlene; well, maybe anyway! It took a good amount of time before her body relaxed against me. "Michael, that was unbelievable, just unbelieveable..."

"Did you come?" I asked in mock innocense.

"Jesus Christ, you crazy man, I came like no body's business!" she replied in an exasperated voice.

"Oh, OK, I was just wondering!" I laughed, to which I received a set of teeth over my right nipple.

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My hands were glued to the seat in front of me as the plane began it's descent to the airport on the island of St. Barts.

"Oh shit, shit, we're going to crash," I whispered, but apparently loud enough for Marlene to hear, "Fuck, Jesus fucking Christ..."

We packed our luggage, some of us having a bit more than the other one, dropped Misty off to spend the week with Marlene's mom, and accepted a ride to the airport by a friend. We were warned about the approach and landing onto the island, and I was personally told by the stewardess because I would not be able to see, but nothing anyone had said could have prepared me for this. I was terrified as the plane began a steep, rapid descent. I believe I was holding my breath the entire time because as we landed safely after the second bounce on the runway, my breathing grew heavy.

"Mr. Dalton, it's alright, we've landed, and you can release your hands from the seat now," the stewardess quietly and calmly whispered in my ear.

I thanked her as Marlene rubbed my back to settle me down until we were ready to depart the aircraft.

"Handsome, are you alright?"

"Yes, I think so," I answered in a heavy breath, "Wow, nothing could have prepared me for that landing."

"Yeah, it was quite an experience," Marlene giggled.

"Christ, I hope the rest of our vacation is better than this," I chuckled.

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Well, it seems as though Michael and Marlene have made it safely onto the island of St. Barts! See what kind of fun the both of them will experience. More surprises, laughs, and of course, pure love in the next chapter as the two prepare for their wedding!

Thank you so much for reading this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it, and will take a moment to vote and leave a comment! See you in the next chapter!

Remember, be kind to each other; say hello to people you pass, it may be the only act of kindness they receive that day!

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