Games For Grown-Ups

AUTHORS NOTES: Thanks to Kes and Ann for beta’ing this for me.  Thanks for the title, Kes!

DEDICATION: To the members of samjacknc17 (aka SJ Adult), for their help in finishing this.

Sam walked out of the en suite, grinning as she saw Jack.  He was lying in bed, reading one of her women’s magazines, frowning.  Crawling into bed next him, she curled up beside him.  “What’re you reading?” she asked with a smile, hoping it was the article on female orgasms.  Although Jack was a great lover, by far the best she’d ever been with, there were a few things mentioned in the article that she’d love him to try on her.

“This article called ‘Games For Grown-Ups’.  Do you know we have a very boring sex life?”

‘Okay,’ Sam thought.  ‘Not the answer I was looking for.’

“I mean, have you read some of this stuff?”  He showed her what he was reading.

“Jack!  Don’t you think we’re a little old for *that*?” she asked with a giggle.

He gave her an exasperated look.  “I don’t mean *that* in particular, I don’t think my knees could handle that, even on my best day.”  He shrugged.  “I’m just saying... don’t you ever want to do anything different?”

“Like play out some fantasies?” she asked, liking the idea.  There were a few things she’d dreamed of doing with Jack, but had never been game to tell him about.

“Well, yeah,” he replied, unsure of how she’d take to the concept.

Sam smiled, moving to kiss him.  “We’ve got a few days of down-time.  What do you say tomorrow night, we play out one of your fantasies and Sunday night, we play out one of mine?”

His eyes lit up.  “Really?”

“Yeah.  It could be fun.”

He threw the magazine on the floor and moved so he was laying over her.  “What about tonight?” he asked with a grin.

“You think you can go three nights in a row?” she returned cheekily.

“Mmm, I think I can handle it,” he replied.

She pulled his head down for a long, leisurely kiss.  “How ‘bout tonight we do it the tried and tested way?” she suggested, a little breathless.

“I can live with that,” Jack replied, before starting his assault on her body.

*****

The next day, Sam went to spend the afternoon with Janet, so Jack took the opportunity to go shopping for the items he needed for his fantasy.  He hadn’t been sure which one he wanted to play out, but decided on one of his favourites, one that he was pretty sure Sam would enjoy too.  He’d been more than a little embarrassed to walk into the adult shop, but it was the only place he could get the things he needed.

“Can I help you?” a tall blonde in a leather cat-suit asked, as she walked up to him.

Jack gulped and looked around.  “Umm...”

She stifled a laugh.  “I’m Mandy.  I can see this your first time in our establishment.  Please, don’t be nervous.  It’s really not that scary.  Perhaps you’d prefer to talk to one of the guys?” she asked.

Jack shook his head.  “I think that’d probably be worse,” he replied.

Mandy smiled, “Was there something in particular you were looking for?”

“Well, umm... you see my partner and I... well, she told me I could play out one of my fantasies,” he finished in a rush.

“Lucky you,” she replied.  “So, you’ve picked which fantasy?”  Jack nodded.  “And you need some props?” she deduced.

“Yeah.  Some ah, handcuffs,” he told her, blushing.

“Oooh, man of power, huh?” she asked with a smile.  “Follow me.”

Jack’s eyes widened as he walked through the store.  He was a fairly open minded guy, but some of the things he saw were just plain weird.

“Okay,” Mandy said, stopping in front of a shelf.  “I take it you haven’t tried any form of bondage before?” she asked, casually.

Jack shook his head and cleared throat.  “Ah, no.”

“Right, then I suggest you get a pair on this shelf.  They’ll hold enough for her to move around, but she’ll be able to get out of them if she really wants to.  You can go for the more authentic ones, which require a key, but some people panic when they’re restrained and I normally only recommend them for people experienced in bondage techniques.”

Jack looked at the products on the shelf in front of him.  Most of them were fluffy, in various colours.  His eyes passed over the pink ones and tiger print ones before he spotted a pair that made him laugh.  “Camouflaged?” he asked with a chuckle.

“It’s what all the strong military men around here use,” she said with a laugh.

Jack raised an eyebrow.  “Is that so?  Guess I better get those ones then.”

Mandy picked them up and turned to her customer.  “So, what else can I interest you in?”

*****

Jack walked in the door to his house, thankful that Sam hadn’t returned yet.  He was pretty sure he was still blushing from being in the adult store.  He had to admit though, Mandy had helped him out.  After he’d picked out the ‘cuffs, she’d suggested a few other items and given him a few hints on what else he could do to ensure that they both got the most out of the night.

Taking his shopping bag into the bedroom, Jack stashed the items.  He then went to the linen closet, where he retrieved the red satin sheets that Sam had bought a while ago and remade the bed.  He’d never admit it to her, but he loved those sheets.  Well, as long as he didn’t wear satin boxers to bed.  He’d learned that the hard way.

He’d just finished when he heard the front door open.  Walking down the hall, he saw Sam close the door, smiling when she saw him.  “Hey.”

He moved to kiss her.  “Hey, yourself.  You have a nice afternoon?”

“Yeah.  Janet invited us around to have dinner with Cassie.”  She saw Jack’s face fall.  “Don’t worry, I told her we were busy.”

Jack looked at her, his eyes wide.  “You didn’t tell her what we were doing, did you?”

“Well, yeah.  I needed her help in deciding what I was going to do tomorrow night.”

“God, I’m never gonna be able to look at that woman again without blushing,” he groaned, covering his eyes.

Sam removed his hand so she could look at him.  “Why?  She thinks it’s great that you want to try something different.  Most guys are happy as long as they get off.”

“Well I’m not like most guys,” he said quietly, kissing her gently.

“Mmm, I noticed.”

Pulling away from her, Jack pointed her in the direction of the bedroom.  “Go and have a shower, I’ll order dinner.”

“You’re not cooking?” Sam countered cheekily.

“Hey, this is my fantasy, not yours.”  He gave her a light smack on the butt.  “Go on.”

*****

Jack wouldn’t reveal anything to Sam while they ate their pizza, despite her begging for a hint.  “You’ll just have to wait,” he told her with a grin.

With a frustrated growl, Sam cleaned up the table and put the rubbish in the bin.  She’d just finished rinsing the glasses when she felt Jack move up behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist.  “How ‘bout we retire to the bedroom?” he asked, flicking his tongue out to trace around her ear.

“Mmm, let’s,” she moaned in reply.  She turned around, noticing that he’d undressed while she was cleaning up.  He stood before her wearing only a pair of black satin boxers.  They weren’t enough to hide his obvious arousal.

They made it to the bedroom in record time, Jack eager to fulfil one of his fantasies, and Sam excited by the prospect of helping him.  She walked into the room first, stopping when she reached the end of the bed and turning to look at him.  She reached for the sash on her robe, revealing a midnight blue satin negligée that left little to the imagination.  “I wasn’t sure if you wanted me to wear anything in particular, but I saw this and thought you’d like it.”

Jack felt his jaw slacken as he took in the beauty in front of him.  It never ceased to amaze him, that someone like Sam could possibly want someone like him.  She could have anyone she wanted, and he thanked God every night that she was beside him.  “Wow,” he finally managed to get out, making her grin with delight.

“So you didn’t have anything for me to wear?” she asked.

“Well, what I bought for you to wear, isn’t lingerie.”  He moved over to the drawers beside his bed.  He opened the top drawer and pulled out an item.

Sam’s eyes widened.  “Handcuffs?” she asked, suddenly nervous.

Jack looked back at her, so shy and unsure of himself.  “You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,” he assured her.

Sam thought for a moment.  This was Jack after all.  Her lover.  Her best friend.  The man she trusted with her life.  She knew he wouldn’t hurt her, and a part of her was exhilarated at the thought of being dominated by him.  “I appreciate the option,” she told him, moving to kiss him.  “Now, where do you want me?”

Jack’s face lit up.  “Really?  You’re sure?”

“Positive,” she said, pulling the satin negligée over her head so she stood before him, gloriously naked.

Jack kissed her hard, showing his thanks, before picking her up and tossing her on the bed, making her squeal.  She watched him, turned on by the feral look in his eyes.  She shimmied up the bed more and Jack raised her hands above her head.  When she was comfortable, Sam nodded and Jack closed the fluffy cuff around her left wrist, then passed the other one around the back of the wrought iron bar on the headboard, before closing it around her right wrist.

She wriggled around a bit, testing the restraints, and she saw Jack’s eyes darken more in desire.  He leant down to kiss her again briefly before hereached over to the drawers beside his bed.  He took out the satin blindfold he’d bought and moved to kneel over her.

“Ah, Jack?” she asked when she saw what he was holding.

He leant down to kiss her.  “Trust me, baby.”  At her nod, he placed the blindfold over her head and moved it into place.  “Are you peeking?” he asked.

“No,” Sam whispered in reply, unable to find her voice.  She felt the bed shift and he ran his hands down the length of her body, making her moan.  The bed shifted again and she was sure he’d gotten up off it.

Jack opened the drawer once more, taking out his first instrument of ‘torture’.  Being careful not to lean on the bed or touch her with anything else, Jack ran the feather up her arm.  He saw her jump slightly when it first touched her and then the goose bumps rose on her skin.  She moaned as he ran the feather down her neck and around her breasts.  It was hard for him to stop from bending down and taking one of her hard nipples into his mouth.

Resisting the temptation, he ran the feather down her stomach and down the inside of one thigh.  Sam gasped and shifted her legs apart more, so Jack could see just how aroused she was, already wet with desire.  After running the feather down one leg, he ran it back up the other, thoroughly enjoying the sight of his lover writhing on the bed.

Next, he picked up the bottle of edible massage oil that Mandy had convinced him to buy.  He poured the warm oil over her body, watching the liquid run between her breasts and over her slim hips.  He leant over her and began spreading the oil over her heated skin, his slightly callused hands massaging lightly.  He took her breasts in both hands, rolling them around and ensuring they were covered in oil.  Then he ran his hands up her arms and neck before moving lower.  He coated her stomach and the inside of each thigh, the only place he didn’t touch was the one place she wanted him to touch the most.  She shifted her hips, trying to get him to
touch her between her legs, but Jack resisted, grinning at her frustrated growl.

Once her body was shiny with oil, Jack stripped his boxers off, the garment too restrictive in his aroused state.  Nothing turned him on more than seeing Sam naked and aroused.  Taking a deep breath in an attempt to rein in his own need, he got to work on removing the oil from her body with the only tool available.  His mouth.

Starting at her neck, he licked and sucked the sweet oil from her skin.  He then moved to her arms and then down to her breasts, finally being able to take her erect nipples in his mouth.  He took great pleasure in removing the oil from the hard, rose coloured peaks.  By the time he reached her thighs, Sam was almost moaning with every breath.  She had never been more turned on in her life.  The fact that she was blindfolded, meant that every touch was a surprise, and she had no idea just what he’d do next.

Finally, when all traces of the oil had been removed, he lowered his head to the one place he had avoided.  Parting her glistening lips with his fingers, he ran his tongue from the top of her clitoris to her opening, dipping his tongue in before heading back up to the little bundle of nerves.  He had to move one arm across her hips as they bucked, a hoarse cry escaping from Sam’s parted lips.

After repeating the action a few times, Jack knew that Sam was very close.  Using his lips, he took her swollen clit in his mouth, suckling gently before he began to hum.  It was more than Sam’s body could take and she screamed as she experienced one the most intense orgasms she’d ever had.  Jack continued to hum as she rode wave after wave of pleasure, only stopping when her cries subsided.

Crawling up her body, he took the blindfold off her.  “I also read that article on orgasms,” he told her with a grin, proud of himself.

“God, Jack.  That was incredible!”

He smiled, moving to kiss her.  “It’s not over yet,” he told her, nudging between her legs with his erection.  He watched as Sam’s blue eyes darkened once more and she shifted her legs wider to accommodate him better.

Waiting until she was comfortable, Jack angled her hips slightly and slid slowly into her.  His earlier ministrations allowed her to take him fully on the first thrust.  Jack smiled, stilling himself within her as he leant down to kiss her gently.  As the kiss deepened, Jack’s hands slid up her sides, along her arms until they joined hers at the headboard.  Pulling his head back, their fingers entwined around the bars on the headboard and Jack began thrusting slowly into her, his eyes never leaving hers.

Digging his toes into the mattress and gripping the wrought iron bars, gave Jack more leverage than normal, and he was able to thrust into her deeper than ever.  He could tell Sam liked it, she met him thrust for thrust and whispered encouragements in his ear.  They were both panting and sweating from the exertion when suddenly, her fingers tightened around his.  At the same time her inner muscles contracted around him and she climaxed, crying out her approval.

Sam’s release triggered his own and he thrust into her one last time, burying himself deep within her as he came, moaning her name.  He collapsed on top of her, nuzzling her neck as they both basked in the afterglow of making love.

“Uh, Jack?” Sam asked, moving underneath him.

“Yeah, baby?”

“As great as that was, my arm’s are kinda going to sleep.”

Jack grinned, moving to undo the handcuffs so Sam could finally touch him.  She ran her hands down his back, wrapping her legs around him when he went to move off her.  “I don’t want you to leave me yet,” she said quietly.  She reached up, returning Jack’s loving smile, before tangling her fingers in his hair and bringing his head down for a slow, deep kiss.

“Thank you,” he whispered when they pulled apart.

She grinned, “I should be thanking you!  That was amazing, Jack.”

“You’re amazing,” he returned.  If he hadn’t known how much Sam trusted him before, he certainly knew it now.

*****

The next day was spent doing the usual chores that were neglected during their busy week.  By late afternoon, all of the laundry had been washed and ironed, and the house was once again spotless.  Sam locked Jack out of the bedroom while she showered and dressed, putting on a knee length, black A-line skirt and a stretchy red shirt.  She then ordered Jack into the shower while she opened a bottle of Chardonnay and poured two glasses.

When Jack walked back out a few minutes later, she flashed him a smile and handed him his glass of wine.  “Let’s go up to the roof and watch the sunset,” she suggested.

Jack smiled at the romantic gesture and led her outside.

They sat side by side on the bench that Jack built for his observation deck.  He’d only ever had a single stool up there, but when he’d started seeing Sam, he wanted to be able to sit up there with her to watch sunsets to look at the stars.  Sam had confided that it was one of her favourite spots.  He was pulled from his thoughts as Sam took the wine glass out of his hand and placed it on the deck next to hers.  She then seated herself on his lap, lowering her head to his shoulder as she watched the sun lower behind the mountains.

They stayed there, silently cuddled together, until the great red orb had finally slipped away for the night.  “There’s nothing like an Earth sunset,” Sam stated softly, raising her head to look at her lover.

“I agree,” he replied, before moving forward to kiss her.  The kiss had meant to be gentle and loving, but Sam quickly took control, urging his mouth open for a hard and very erotic kiss.  Her tongue duelled with his as her hands started to unbutton his shirt.

With a considerable effort, Jack pried his lips away from hers.  “Ah, Sam?  Why don’t we take this inside?” he asked her, a bit breathless.

“No.  I’m quite happy right here,” she replied and slipped off his lap to kneel between his legs.  Running her hands up his thighs, they came together at his crotch, feeling him react immediately to her touch.

“Sam?  What are you doing?” he squeaked, writhing under her talented fingers.

“I thought that would have been obvious,” she returned, lowering his fly and pulling both his pants and his boxers down and off.

“Anyone could see us out here,” he persisted.  Although the sun had set, there was still enough twilight to make them visible to anyone who looked hard enough.

Sam looked up from her position at his feet.  “Then we better give them a good show,” she replied and put him out of his misery.

All thoughts of their very public location flew from his mind as he felt her hot mouth surround him.  She took him in her mouth, sucking gently before lightly running her teeth over his sensitive flesh.  Jack groaned, resting a hand on her head, encouraging her to continue.  It took a lot of effort to resist the urge to thrust into her hot, wet mouth, but he knew that Sam didn’t like that, and the last thing he wanted was for her to stop.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take anymore, Sam pulled away from him, grinning at the blatant desire on his face.  She stood up in front of him and Jack ran his hands up her silky thighs and under her skirt, stopping when he reached her hips.  His eyes widened as he realised she wasn’t wearing any underwear.  Sam just grinned and moved to straddle him.  She grasped him in her left hand as she placed her right hand on his shoulder to balance herself.  Jack held her hips, her skirt bunched between his fingers as he helped her lower herself onto him.  Both of them groaned as flesh met flesh and Sam took him fully into her.

“Oh... Sam,” Jack breathed, feeling her surround him like a glove.  “Mmm.”  His head fell back as she started to move above him, her feet on the deck giving her leverage.

“Do you like my fantasy, Jack?  Out here in the open, with me in control?” she whispered in his ear, nibbling the lobe as she continued her body’s movements.

He made a fairly incoherent sound, that Sam took for a yes, and thrust up as she lowered herself onto him.  He grinned as her eyes widened.  He repeated the action on each downward stroke, feeling Sam’s rhythm falter as she reached the pinnacle.  Catching her lips, Jack swallowed her cry as he followed his lover over the edge, into ecstasy.

They continued kissing as they both came down from heaven, still intimately joined.

“Wow,” Jack breathed, finally pulling his lips away from Sam’s.  “Why have we never done that before?”

“Because I’ve never been game to ask,” Sam replied, cuddling up to him in order to ward off the early night chill.

“If you ever want to try something different, Sam, you just let me know.  Nothing turns me on more, than the thought of fulfilling your fantasies.”

She smiled, moving back slightly so she could look at him.  “Likewise, Jack.”

He moved to kiss her once more.  “Come on, it’s getting cold.  Let’s go inside.”

Sam reluctantly got off him, feeling instantly bereft as he left her body.  They climbed down the ladder and headed inside, where they cuddled up together in front of the fire, both happy that they had gotten closer over the weekend.  It took a lot of trust to tell a person something as intimate as fantasies, and both were pleased that the other trusted them.  Jack gave a content sigh, wondering how Sam would feel about one of his other fantasies.  The one involving, rings and white dresses and the words ‘I do.’

THE END