The Arbor Weekend: Part II

Eliza treats Michael to a relaxing weekend after a very stressful week.

"Amazing, my angel. This is amazing."

"Good...there's more where that came from. But for now...let's rest." Eliza eased off the bed, Michael watching her with pleasure, and took a soft, white, fleece blanket out of a bag. She put it over Michael, who was now on his side, lay down beside him so he could spoon her, and pulled the rest of the blanket over her.

Eliza held Michael tightly, as if never to let go of his chiseled, handsome body. She could feel his heart, once racing from excitement, slow to a calm rate as he rested in her arms. To simply lay together in the quiet was the answer to Eliza's prayers. They both fell asleep, at peace together, finally.

She began to stir in the early morning but wanted Michael to rest as long as he could. He didn't sleep well; the project hadn't helped matters. He began to stir, reaching for Eliza's waist. She snuggled in close to him.

"Good morning, my love," she whispered in his ear.

"Good morning, angel," he replied, smiling. What is on your agenda for today?

"Well, I thought we'd order in some breakfast and then I have another surprise for you."

"Sounds lovely. I'm starving."

They placed their room service order, spooning and kissing gently as they awaited the knock on the door. Back in the fluffy white robes and after a breakfast of eggs, toast, fruit, and coffee, they were re-energized and ready for Eliza's next surprise. She gathered a couple of towels and put them down on the bed. Michael looked at her inquisitively. "You'll see," she replied slyly with a teasing smile on her face.

"Okay, lay down on the towels on your back, baby."

Michael laid on the white, plush towels she'd spread for him. Eliza turned the music back on — soft jazz — and grabbed a jar of something creamy white and a basting brush.

"Um, what is that, Eliza?"

"It's local spun honey, honey." Michael grinned, liking where things might be going.

Eliza straddled Michael and untied the belt of his robe, pulling it back to reveal his handsome, tanned body that drove her wild. She dipped the brush into the spun honey that she'd warmed just for a moment in the microwave and brushed his neck with the nectar, kissing it, and licking it off.

Gradually moving down his body, the next stop was his nipples. She coated each one thoroughly, then beginning with his left, swirled her tongue around the nipple, then licked each drop of the sweet honey from his chest. Sucking each one, and lightly biting them, she swished the brush of sweetness down his belly, licking and kissing as she progressed.

Next, she coated his luscious inner thighs, Michael hardening as she moved closer to his manhood. Licking, kissing, sucking, biting, she tormented him with the pleasure, and he responded in kind.

Fully hard, Michael was excited for what he knew had to be next. She painted his pulsing, erect penis with the honey, set the jar and brush down, and smiled at Michael. She kissed the head, then licked it, focusing on the ridge. She licked up and down his shaft, then took him into her mouth, ensuring she'd get every last drop. Michael's pleasure peaked, thrusting his pelvis upward.

"I'm coming," Michael groaned. Eliza released him from her mouth and stroked him to the finish line.

Out of breath, Michael splayed his arms on the bed and reached out to Eliza, pulling her to him.

"How did I taste, baby?"

Laughing, she replied "Perfectly sweet."

Eliza kissed him and said, "I'll be right back."

After a few minutes she returned and held out her hand to him. "Come with me."

She led him to the bathroom where the weekend started. She'd prepared the shower with some relaxing chamomile products for bathing each other, along with the soft light from candles.

"Oh, baby, this looks lovely. Do I get to bathe you this time?"

"If that makes you happy, then yes."

"It will be my joy."

They stepped into the spacious shower and let the water run over them. Eliza didn't like the water in her face, but they stood so it didn't. First, Michael washed Eliza's curly hair, massaging her head and rinsing it while she covered her eyes. Eliza returned the favor, loving Michael's silver strands.

They took turns washing the other's face with a soft cloth. Michael loved Eliza's soft, white skin, and touched her ever so gently so as not to irritate it.

Each taking a mesh sponge and coating it in the relaxing gel, they washed each other's bodies. Eliza was sure to remove any leftover residue from the honey. When she got to Michael's penis, she hung up her sponge and took him in her soapy hands, smiling as she pulled and stroked and he began to get hard again. She massaged his balls and squeezed his perfect butt.

Michael's gentle touch with the sponge felt so amazing on Eliza's skin. He was tender and loving with each pass. They finished the soaping down and as each one took a turn under the water, they held each other, skin to skin, kissing playfully. Michael turned the water off, but he was not done.

Refreshed and clean and still erect, Michael told Eliza to bend over. He wanted to thank her.

She complied, grabbing onto the bar in the shower, Michael grabbed her hips and thrust his pulsing, hard penis into her. He reached around to caress her breasts, then grabbed her hips again as he slowly increased the pace of his thrusts. With his right hand he reached around to rub her full. raised clit and bring her to a screaming climax.

"Michael, come on, I'm almost there, baby, keep on."

Michael made a few final hard thrusts and Eliza screamed in the throes of pleasure, Michael still rubbing his fingers on her clit, to maintain her ecstasy a few moments longer.

She pulled away from him, turned around, and looked at his icy blue eyes with so much love.

He pulled her close, still looking in her eyes. "Thank you, my angel. This has been perfect."

"You're welcome, my love. I'm glad you enjoyed it. You deserved some TLC."

"It was everything. You are everything. And all I need is you. Forever."

"That's all I've ever wanted to hear, Michael."

They exited the shower and returned to the bed, snuggling completely naked together beneath the sheets, where they would remain until the dinner Eliza had prepared for them.

To be continued....