Summerstone Stories - Monaco Pt. 02

Day

Their days usually ran the same course, the couple had managed to fall into a perfectly natural routine that seemed to suit them both well. They would wake up, play and enjoy themselves, taking their time to get out of bed before starting their day. Julie had crawled into her husband's arms after their early breakfast, and they had let the warm, Mediterranean sun lick their bodies through the sheer curtains of the large bedroom window. They spoke, kissed, and touched each other until their restlessness outgrew the pull of the large bed.

Julie sprung out of bed with a spring in her step, stretching out her slender body before moving across the floor towards the walk-in closet that connected to the master bedroom. Erik lay in bed, a serenity still washing over him as he watched his wife get ready. Resting on one elbow, he let his eyes wander up and down her body in unapologetic admiration. Julie pulled out a set of running clothes and fresh underwear, stepping into a pair of sheer thongs followed by a pair of running shorts.

She knew that Erik was watching her and even though they had been together for years at this point, the way he looked at her sometimes still sent shivers down her spine. It was an exhilarating performance, making her feel a mix of blushed embarrassment and warm adoration. She never felt more seen or more beautiful, as if her husband saw not only her body but through her to her deepest and most intimate. She smiled and looked back at him, giving Erik a wink as she wiggled her butt at him, playfully shimming into the tight shorts.

Returning to dressing herself, Julie felt a warm smile spread over her lips as his adoration warmed her deeper than any summer sun could. As she finished getting dressed by picking out a pair of running shoes that matched her shorts and top, she heard Erik shuffle out of bed behind her and as she turned to leave the wardrobe, she met his warm eyes. He was walking towards her and for a moment she froze in place, watching his body move and his now flaccid member spring from side to side with each step. Erik paused next to her, leaned in and kissed her cheek softly before giving her butt a playful slap.

"Have a great run baby, I'll make something to eat for when you get back."

He smiled at her and then reached for one of the drawers to fish out a set of clean underwear. With a smile on her lips and her body warm with affection, Julie kissed her husband back before squeezing past him in the door and making her way downstairs. She had a skip in her step, eager to get out and move her legs and feel the wind in her hair. She liked to run in the morning, before the sun was at it's highest and usually before eating a proper breakfast.

On her way through the kitchen though, she grabbed an apple from a large fruit bowl that occupied the corner of the kitchen island. She didn't like feeling weighed down by a meal before running but she needed something to kick start her blood sugar. Her mind betrayed her and reminded her that she had already had some breakfast that morning and a giggle escaped her lips. The idea of her husband's ejaculation in her stomach gave her a warm sense of reassurance, like she carried a part of his love with her.

At the same time, remembering that feeling again, the feeling of being 'good', sent a whole other kind of heat through her body and a blush to her cheeks. She suddenly remembered to breath as she inhaled sharply, returning to the waking world. She giggled to herself again, an amused chuckle and a note to self to make sure to treat that growing fire whenever she got home. She bit down on the apple, sucking the sweet juices into her mouth and ripping a crunchy chunk out of the reddish fruit.

Chewing and swallowing, she headed out the door, down the stone tiled path to the road, past the beautifully trimmed hedges and curated palm trees that lined the front yard. As she reached the road, her apple was not much more than core and with an underhand flick of her wrist, she chucked it into the nearest bush. Kissing her teeth, sucking in some air as she thought out her route for the day, she then decided and let herself flow down the mountain road, one long stride after the other.

In the meantime, Erik had gotten out of bed, dressed in some new underwear and a pair of shorter boat shorts. Erik opened one of the windows and let in the fresh air before he made the bed behind him. Airing out the sheets he let the warmth of their night together disperse and the bed breath. Puffing up the pillows he removed the indents of where his head had pushed back as the wave of ecstasy had hit his central nervous system and shoot out of him in explosive bursts. The shape of their bodies lying wrapped in each other could still be made out in the mattress and Erik spread the bed cover over it, as if to put the memory to bed where it could wait for them both to return to that same spot.

From the wardrobe he had pulled a thin, linen shirt off a hanger and as he walked down the stairs from the second floor, he pulled the fabric over his broad shoulders and left the shirt open. The couple had been deciding on whether to hire a housekeeper for their stay. There had been different options, either for someone staying in the house or for someone to show up and tidy things up every now and then, but the idea of someone else encroaching on their space and entering their little bubble uninvited was not something they were very excited about.

It was worth making your own bed to know that you were the only ones around and that you had assured, definite and absolute privacy. Knowing that he was alone, Erik walked into the kitchen half-dressed and while absent-mindedly rolling up the sleeves of his shirt above his strong forearms, he scanned the kitchen counter for anything to turn into an acceptable breakfast. After going through the fruit bowl, picking out a banana and two kiwis, Erik raided the fridge for a handful of fresh spinach, blueberries, and a locally sourced yoghurt.

They got their groceries through an online service in connection to the house rental, but they had also spent some time the last week visiting local markets and trying out some of the nearby produce. As he began to add fruits and vegetables to a blender, mixing in some chia seeds and flax for fibre, he made a mental note of ordering some more berries. Maybe he could surprise Julie with French toast one of these mornings, he thought to himself as the blender mixed everything smooth.

Erik poured two smoothies, setting one of them in the fridge for Julie when she got back from her run while taking the other for himself. The kitchen was open and connected to the larger living area. The room was slightly lowered and lined with carved stone steps stepping down from the kitchen. Along the far wall, facing out towards the view, large windows were standing from floor to ceiling, with a sliding glass door to the side, letting out to the patio in the back.

Erik made his way through the room, past a set of couches facing each other and dodging one of the larger planted palm trees that inhabited the corner of the living space and on his way, he picked up a sleek tablet laying on one of the coffee tables. Walking outside he felt the warmth of the sun against his exposed chest and a gentle wind graze him. The back patio was a rectangular area of smooth stone slabs that let out into the green yard in the back. In the middle, there was a smaller pool as the centre piece of the outdoor area.

It wasn't big enough to swim any laps in, but it was perfect for cooling down in the afternoon heat or for drinks at night. To the side of it stood two wider sun beds. They stood on solid, wooden frames that added to the different natural materials that mixed in with the sleek stone and otherwise minimalist style of the building. They both faced east, giving them morning sun, and making them perfect for sunbathing during the day. Each sun bed had a smaller table to the side of it and cylindrical pillows for resting your neck.

Erik had fallen asleep in the sun on those beds more times than he would admit, they were dangerously comfortable. To the other side of the pool stood a few armchairs around a sturdy looking coffee table. These all had matching wooden frames, like the sun beds, and made up an outside lounge area. This area had a pergola built out of the side of the house with lush green vines growing across it, giving the lounge some protection from the worst of the sun. Erik placed the tablet down on the table in front of him before taking a seat.

He always enjoyed this moment of his morning, watching out over the city down below him and listening to the distant waves of the ocean through the crescent bay. In that space Erik felt like time stood still around him, like he was watching the rest of the world pass by below him as he looked out from his vantage point with a cold, spinach, and blueberry smoothie in his hand.

It had been just short of an hour before Erik heard the door to the house open and shut. He looked away from the news that he was absent-mindedly scrolling through on the tablet in his lap and he could hear Julie coming back from her run. He could hear her kick her shoes off and then her soft steps walking towards the kitchen. There was a pause, a moment of hesitation and inactivity before Erik heard the heavy fridge door open and then close, she had found the smoothie. He smiled and returned to what he was doing.

He knew that while Julie preferred to run on a somewhat empty stomach, she always needed something to eat after exhausting herself on her run, to replenish her energy. While scrolling past updates on some investments he had made a few weeks past, he could hear his wife walk upstairs and towards the showers. Erik lost himself in some of the numbers again, he had been hoping to see some better developments, but things hadn't gone the way he wanted.

At first, just the week after making an investment in a smaller firm claiming to revolutionise solar energy receptors, rumours had been spread that the prototype the company said they had was much further behind in development than they had first led on. The stock price had immediately plummeted, and Erik had almost been on the same lifeboat, but decided against selling at a loss. This somewhat stubborn and by all accounts bad decision had luckily played out in his favour though.

In the days following, the younger tech CEO had gone out and shown some very smart people some very clever things and by all accounts, the claims of fraud were shown to be the actual lies, the result of a disgruntled engineer leaking false information. However, the market doesn't forget, and the stock price had only been inching upwards slowly since then. At this point, he would be making even, and he had been tossing and turning the decision over. Suddenly he heard the sliding door behind him slide open and he returned to the world of the living.

Looking up from the screen in front of him, all thoughts of numbers and financials were violently shoved to the side as Julie walked past him, stroking his shoulder affectionately as she headed over towards the sun beds. She was wearing a black, two-piece swimsuit, way more revealing than what he knew her to usually wear if they would be in public. She spun around as she walked, catching his eyes, and giving a playful wink before she slowly and seductively took the last few steps towards the day bed.

The bikini was strung up by tied up string, the bottoms connecting at the hips and the small triangle top at the neck and back. The bottoms sat high over her hip bones and snugly between her ass cheeks. Each step of her long, strong legs the little ribbons bounced and swayed with the sway of her hips. In her pirouette towards him he watched her full, bouncy breasts struggle against the small triangle. Her breasts were held up tightly by the bikini top and the soft, rounded flesh almost spilled out to the sides of the bra.

Erik couldn't do more than to chew the inside of his cheek as his wife got to the day bed and slowly bent over to put down her book, a bottle of sunscreen oil and the half-finished glass of breakfast. Making a full meal out of the whole process, Julie got into the day bed, stretching out her toned legs and casually putting her whole body on display for her husband across the pool. Erik clenched his jaw, his eyes having a hard time to tear themselves away from the way her beautiful breasts lay heavy on her chest, raising and falling slowly with her every breath.

"How... how was your run, babe?"

He manages to get out, swallowing and looking up to meet her eyes. Julie looked back at her husband with an innocent tilt to her head and a playful smile on her lips. She knew exactly what she was doing to him, and she was going to enjoy the performance. For her trip she had brought a few essentials and then gone shopping during the days they had spent walking through town, exploring the luxurious city. She had found the bikini while trying out some other bathing suits and bought it along with some other pieces, not really thinking of using it publicly but playing with the idea of bringing it out around the house sometime.

On her run, she had been going over ways of seducing her husband for when she got home. She had a desire that needed to be taken care of since that morning and it would have to happen soon. She had dinner plans with friends that night and would be gone for several hours, time they would usually spend tending to her various physical needs. As she had been making her way back up hill, feeling the incline burn in her thighs as she jogged in a respectable pace, she had been going over some ways of getting her way in her head.

She could have invited him into the shower with her after the run, or simply not gotten dressed after and went out to find him, wherever he was spending his morning. However, as much as Julie wanted him, she wanted to make him want her too, she wanted him to thoroughly desire her, to need her, to take her and use her to satiate that need. She had been sitting on that bikini for a couple of days now, knowing that whenever she brought it out, it would only go one way, and a part of her was reluctant to give up one of her trump cards.

Walking up to the house, catching her breath and collecting herself after the last stretch of her run, she finally settled things in her mind. Trump cards were meant to be played. All the way from finding her breakfast smoothie in the kitchen, to walking up the stairs, through her shower and to finally strapping on the bikini top just slightly too tight, she had a childish grin of excitement on her pink, plump lips. She loved watching her husband unravel and the thought of the show she was going to put on for him already had her stomach tingling.

"Oh... it was good! The hills really kick my ass, like always..."

Julie replied to his question, adding a laugh at the end and smiling back at him with a warm look.

"How have you been? Are you enjoying your morning so far?"

Her voice was satin smooth and with only a hint of playfulness to it, perfectly keeping up the innocent façade. She way laying stretched out on the large day bed, with just the slightest arch to her back to raise her chest up ever so slightly. Her slender neck tilted just so towards him as she looked at him and her perfectly manicured fingers playing absent mindedly with the straps of her bikini bottoms. Erik clenched his jaws, chewing on nothing before swallowing and nodding slowly.

"Uh-huh... yeah it's been good... weather's nice..."

He noticed that some of his ability to form sentences had been replaced by the way the black triangle of the bikini top pushed into the soft meat of her breasts, making it spill out to each side. He kissed his teeth with a quiet tsk and put the tablet down on the table, without lending it another thought. He shifted somewhat in his seat, turning more towards Julie.

He couldn't really take his eyes off her and keeping his neck turned had him cramping up, instead his body now gave away his full, undivided attention. Julie couldn't help but grin as she saw her husband literally squirm in his seat, feeling his eyes eat at her body and devour every inch of her. She happily let him feast, knowing the treat that was coming her way.

"Mhmm, yeah it's nice huh..."

As she spoke she reached for the sunscreen oil but she was interrupted by movement from the other side of the patio, Erik had suddenly stood up and after licking his lips somewhat hesitantly, he began walking over towards her.

"Let me take care of that baby..."

He murmured and Julie let go of the bottle, keeping her eyes instead fixed up towards him. Erik walked up and kneeled beside her, the sun bed giving them ample room. She could feel a tingling sensation begin to gyrate, somewhere in her lower abdomen as he looked down at her with hungry eyes. His look was affectionate, looking down at her with a warm, caring look, but Julie knew him well enough to see the heat that was burning just behind. Erik reached down for the bottle of SPF oil and continued.

"You did so good this morning, Julie. Let me take care of my good girl."

He wasn't looking at her, instead focusing on getting the cap of the bottle open and squirting one, two, three pumps of the amber oil in his hand. Placing the palms of his hands together, he rubbed the oil into his palms, warming it up between his touch before finally looking down at her.

"You deserve to be spoilt, you work so hard on being good for me."

Erik placed both of his hands across her lower stomach where he knelt by her side, his hands stroking and massaging the oil into her tanned skin in rounded, deep strokes. Caressing her skin in circles, he could see her soft skin glisten wherever his touch traced her. He could hear her breathing hitching just slightly, becoming irregular and shuddering as she responded to his touch, his strong fingers wrapping around her slender waist and up along her sides.

His touch crept torturously slowly up along her ribcage as little subtle goose bumps began to form on her skin. When his oiled-up hands finally reached her breasts, he cupped them underneath where they lay, stroking along the bottom of their perky, rounded hem, just ever so slightly pushing them up and together while he massaged the oil into her sides. Julie could see him smiling down at her, his breathing deep and husky. The hand closest to him remained at her rib cage, gripping her just at the start of her waist and stroking her skin slowly, his thumb tracing small circles in her flesh.

His other hand travelled up, landing just below her collar bone, palm side down and covering her beating heart. She sucked air in and held it as he held his touch there for a second. Erik felt as if he had a connection directly to her heart strings in that moment, looking down at this immensely beautiful creature and touching her very soul. The subtlety of it was incredibly erotic and he could feel his length pressing down the leg of his shorts with an urgent pressure.

After a moment's hesitation, he continued massaging her chest, stroking along her collar bones, around the base of her neck, and down over her breasts, letting his fingertips slip under the thin material of the bikini top. He could feel her nipples hardening under his touch until they stood out through the black fabric. Without much hesitation, Erik let his thumb slip under the fabric to find a perky, perfectly pink nipple and softly press down on it. His touch was gentle but deliberate, rolling her most sensitive point in slow, tight circles.

"Haah... mhgg"

A sharp intake of breath followed by a soft moan slipped from Julie's lips, her wide, green eyes looking up at her husband with anticipation and adoration. His fingers always travelled so perfectly across her body, always finding those little spots that she loved the most, always reaching deeper than just her skin. His teasing touch let up and instead his hand travelled up along her neck, stroking it slowly and massaging the last of the oil across her slender musculature.