Answering the call 
By Heidi
 
Disclaimers-These are not our characters and we 
are making no money off of them.  I do not own any 
of the tourist attractions mentioned in the story 
either, as if you all didn’t know that already.
 
Ratings Info-School Ties Series, Sam/Donna, the 
Honeymoon.  This is NC 17-so turn back now if that 
isn’t your thing for sexual imagery and language.
 
Spoilers-Bad Moon Rising, Take This Sabath Day,
 
A HUGE THANKS to Norma who wrote all of the 
smut/sex scenes in this story.  She did a much better 
job than I ever could.
 
 
 
 
                               “This is great Sam.”  Donna said.
 
                               “I figured that it would be more comfortable 
for us.”  Sam said.
 
                               “A two hour plane ride is certainly better on 
this one than it would be on a commercial flight.”  
Donna said, curling up on the couch that replaced 
the traditional plane seats.
 
                               “I’m glad that you’re enjoying it.”  Sam said, 
moving to join her on the couch.
 
 
The plane ride to Florida was decidedly pleasant.  
A car was waiting to take them from the airport 
to the hotel.  A rental car was already at the 
hotel waiting for them.  One of the perks of working 
for the President.
 
The St. Augustine Hotel was beautiful.  The 
cathedral ceilings and Italian columns gave it some of 
the many details that made it so impressive.  
Donna pulled out her camera and started snapping a 
few pictures before she and Sam walked up to the 
front desk.
 
                               “We’d like to check in.  The reservation is 
under the name Seaborn.”  Donna said the to the desk 
clerk.
 
 
The clerk punched some buttons and looked up at 
the couple.
 
                               “I need to go get the manager.  It seems that 
we have a computer problem.  I will be right 
back.”  the clerk disappeared through a set of doors.
 
 
Donna and Sam exchanged a look while the clerk 
and manager walked back to the desk.
 
                               “Mr. and Mrs. Seaborn, I would like to welcome 
you to the St. Augustine Hotel.  I’m Tim 
Shetland, the manager here.”  Tim said.
 
                               “What is going on with our reservation?”  Sam 
asked, not wanting to screw around with this any 
longer because he wanted to see his beautiful 
bride.
 
                               “It seems that we accidentally booked you into 
a suite that was already booked for a length of 
time that overlapped with your stay.  We are 
extremely sorry for the mistake.  We took the liberty 
of booking you in to a comparable room and you 
will not be charged for your stay with us.”  Tim 
explained.
 
                               “Fine.  We would like to check in now.”  Donna 
said.
 
After getting the keys to the room, they headed 
upstairs.  Sam unlocked the door and let Donna 
enter the room first.  She stopped in the doorway 
and he literally ran right into her.  The room was 
a disaster.
 
A luxurious suite was now a tiny, cramped room.  
A king sized bed was replaced with two very small 
twin beds.  The ocean view was changed into a 
lovely view of the parking lot and the hotel next 
door.
 
                               “This ought to be interesting.”  Donna said, 
eyeing the beds.
 
                               “This is completely unacceptable.  We’re not 
staying in this room.  I don’t care that we aren’t 
being charged because there is no way in hell 
that I’d pay for this room.”  Sam said.
 
After a short, tense conversation with the 
manager, Sam slammed the phone down.  He had found out 
there were no other hotel rooms to be had in 
their hotel or the surrounding area because of a 
dental convention.
 
                               “Sam, come on.  We can have fun with this.”  
Donna seductively said, trying to lighten the mood.
 
                               “What in the world are you talking about?  What 
kind of fun did you have in mind?”  Sam asked 
her, slowly advancing toward her.
 
 
Sam lunged for Donna and tackled her onto one of 
the beds.
 
                               “You like to play rough huh?”  Donna asked as 
she writhed underneath him and laughed.
 
                               “I only like to play rough with the one I 
love.”  Sam said as he shifted more weight onto her 
body, effectively pinning her to the bed.
 
 
Sam leaned in and gave her a soul stirring kiss.  
Donna pulled her head up and returned the kiss 
with every bit of love and passion.  
 
They couldn’t believe that they were actually 
married and would be finally consummating their 
relationship.  What started out as a tender, yet 
passionate kiss soon turned into something more.  
Hungry desire engulfed them both as the months of 
anticipation overwhelmed their will power and self 
control.
 
Donna could feel Sam harden against her thigh, 
which excited her even more.  She shifted herself 
underneath him so that he could settle himself 
between her legs and she rubbed up against him.  
Taking the invitation, Sam pressed hard against her 
before sitting up enough to peel his shirt off.
 
Donna marveled at the sight of her husband’s well 
toned body.  She had seen him shirtless around 
the apartment before, but this time was different 
somehow.  She was ripped from her thoughts as she 
realized Sam was trying to get her clothes off.  
Slightly embarrassed, she began to help him in 
his task and soon they were both naked.
 
                               “God, you are so beautiful.”  Sam gasped, as he 
ran his hands over her body.  
 
His hand landed on her right breast and he began 
to kneed the soft flesh.  Donna loved the way his 
wedding ring felt against her skin.  His mouth 
descended on her other breast and he sucked the 
soft skin running his tongue over her nipple until 
it was taut.  After tugging hard enough on her 
nipple to make her gasp, he trailed his tongue to 
her other breast and repeated his actions-he was an 
equal opportunity lover.
 
He moved his mouth back up her chest to her neck 
and then to her ear.  He nibbled there a bit and 
after gently biting, he whispered to her.
 
                               “Are you ready?”  Sam asked.
 
                               “Oh God Sam.”  Donna moaned.
 
                               “Is that a yes?”  Sam said as he ran his 
fingers down her body and over her clit.
 
                               “Uh, yes.....that’s a......oh, right 
there.....”  Donna struggled to say as she bucked up 
against his hand.
 
Sam pulled back a bit and leaned over the bed to 
his bag, never letting his hand leave her sex.
 
With him leaning over, Donna could finally reach 
out and touch his hardness.
 
                               “Donna.”  Sam moaned in surprise as she touched 
him for the first time.
 
She began to stroke him lightly and squeeze him 
every couple of seconds.  Sam, too, loved the way 
Donna’s ring felt against his skin.
 
                               “What are you doing?”  Donna asked, as Sam 
continued to rifle through the bag.
 
                               “Got it!”  Sam cried in victory, pulling out a 
very large box of condoms.
 
                               “Oh.”  Donna said in shock, but glad that he 
had taken the time to make sure that they had 
protection because neither one of them wanted a baby 
at this point in their lives.
 
 
Sam quickly, but clumsily tore open the box of 
condoms and pulled one out.  Finally conceding that 
he needed two hands, he reluctantly pulled away 
from her.  This caused Donna to moan at the loss 
of contact.
 
                               “Hurry up Sam.”  Donna said wanting to get back 
to their activities.
 
                               “I’m trying.”  Sam said as he ripped open the 
foil wrapper and slipped the condom on.
 
He repositioned himself between her legs.
 
                               “I love you Mrs. Seaborn.”  Sam said before 
claiming her lips with his own.
 
Donna could only moan against his lips in 
response and then suddenly he was inside her.  Months of 
frustration and fantasizing were coming to an 
end.  Donna pushed up against him hard, encouraging 
him to move.  He slowly pulled out of her and 
thrust back in.  Sam continued the gentle pace for a 
few minutes, so that Donna could get used to him 
and his size.
 
                               “Harder Sam.....I need you 
to.....just.....harder.”  Donna panted out.
 
Eagerly accepting her request, Sam slammed 
himself into her and with each thrust, he moved faster 
and harder, burying himself deep within her.  To 
him, this was better than the fantasies he had 
concocted over the last several months and he’d had 
some doozies.
 
Realizing that he was getting close, Donna 
shifted her hips beneath him, so that he hit her clit 
with each entrance.
 
                               “Are you close?”  Sam grunted, not wanting to 
let go before she had.
 
Before she could answer him, she felt the first 
waves of her orgasm hit.  Her muscles clenched 
around him and she screamed out his name so hard the 
windows shook.  That was enough to send Sam over 
the edge.  He thrust inside her a few more times 
and then collapsed on top of her.  They lay like 
that for a few moments until Sam was forced to 
pull out of her.  He got up from the bed briefly to 
dispose of the condom and then climbed back into 
the bed.  Sam pulled Donna on top of him.
 
                               “I love you.”  Donna whispered as she snuggled 
in closer to him.
 
                               “And I love you.”  Sam replied and kissed her 
forehead.
 
They laid in bed like that for a while and then 
finally drifted off to sleep.  About two hours 
later, there was a thud from one side of the twin 
bed.
 
                               “Ow!  Shit!”  Sam shouted.
 
                               “Sam, where are you?”  Donna asked, not feeling 
him by her side anymore.
 
                               “It appears I’m on the floor.  This was bound 
to happen with that fucking twin bed.”  Sam said 
as he got up, rubbing his backside.
 
                               “Yes, it is.”  Donna started to laugh.
 
Sam crawled back into the bed and drifted off to 
sleep, holding Donna tight to his side.  
 
 
Honeymoon Day 2...................
 
                               “What’s the plan for today?”  Sam asked as they 
ate a late breakfast.
 
                               “Going to the beach and working on my tan.”  
Donna said with a mouth full of bagel.
 
                               “That sounds like a good idea.”  Sam said.
 
                               “I know and I even have a new bikini to wear.”  
Donna slipped into the bathroom to change into 
her beach wear.
 
At the Beach.................
 
                               “You can’t wear suits that look like that 
anymore.”  Sam said as he pointed to yet another guy 
admiring Donna’s scantily clad body.
 
                               “Why not?  I look good in this suit.”  Donna 
smiled.
 
                               “I don’t want people looking at *my* wife like 
they are.”  Sam said.
 
                               “There isn’t a shortage of ladies looking at 
your body either.”  Donna snorted back at him.
 
                               “My assets aren’t as well defined as yours 
are.”  Sam said.
 
                               “So, I can only wear this for you?”  Donna 
smirked at him.
 
                               “I’d be happy if you didn’t wear anything for 
me.”  Sam smirked back at her.
 
                               “Just keep that in mind when I bring out my 
equipment tonight.”  Donna said and flipped over on 
the towel.
 
 
Sam was so shocked that Donna would even have any 
type of equipment for that.  Josh had told him 
all about the “equipment” thing and he had brushed 
it off as a joke.  Now he wasn’t so sure and was 
anticipating that night.
 
 
Donna smiled into her towel.  She knew that Sam 
would be thinking about it all day.  She was good.
 
                               “So exactly what kind of equipment do you 
have?”  Sam asked as soon as they walked into the 
room.
 
 
Donna hunted in her bag a moment before 
presenting the “equipment”.
 
                               “Just this.”  Donna dangled the two items in 
question in front of Sam.
 
 
Sam looked at the blindfold and handcuffs and was 
dumbstruck.  Donna had never indicated any 
interest in those things before.
 
                               “Where did you get those?”  Sam asked when he 
had recovered his voice.
 
                               “They were part of a bridal shower gift.”  
Donna said.
 
                               “From who?”  Sam demanded, wanting to know what 
woman he worked with was into *that* sort of 
thing.
 
                               “You’ll never know, but I was told to make 
*you* squirm.”  Donna said with a smile.
 
 
Sam looked at the things and back to Donna.  He 
really wondered if she wanted to add this kind of 
thing to their sexual experiences.
 
                               “I wouldn’t have brought them if I didn’t want 
to play with them.”  Donna said.
 
                               “Are you really sure?”  Sam asked.
 
                               “The question is, are you really sure?”  Donna 
asked with a glint in her eye.
 
Sam pondered this for a minute.  He hadn’t 
realized that Donna wanted to use them on him.  While 
Sam contemplated his decision, Donna started to 
make her way over to him.  She raised a questioning 
eyebrow and at his slight nod, she pushed him 
back on the bed and started kissing him.  It was 
slow and tender at first, but soon they began to 
ravage each other’s mouths.  They started to pull 
clothes off, desperate to see bare skin.  The idea 
of Donna’s equipment was forgotten in the heat of 
the moment as their desire for each other 
overcame them.  Hands and mouths were everywhere, still 
learning the taste and feel of each other.
 
                               “Sam.....I need.....”  Donna breathed.
 
                               “I have to get....”  Sam started to pull away.
 
                               “No!!”  Donna said forcefully, not wanting to 
blow the moment.
 
                               “But....”  Sam struggled to move.
 
                               “I took care of it already.”  Donna insisted, 
keeping her hands on his chest.
 
                               “Last night we.....”  Sam managed to get out as 
Donna’s hands put more pressure on his chest.
 
                               “I said we’re okay.”  Donna said as she flexed 
her wrists.
 
                               “Oh....but it’s not....”  Sam panted out.
 
                               “Neither are condoms.”  Donna replied.
 
                               “Yeah, but....”  Sam said.
 
                               “That’s it.”  Donna said, pushing him back on 
the bed and grabbing the earlier discarded 
handcuffs and blindfold.
 
                               “Donna.”  Sam gasped as she closed one of the 
cuffs around his wrist and pulled the handcuffs 
through the slats in the headboard.  She easily 
secured the second wrist before he could react.
 
                               “I didn’t think I’d *have* to tie you down.”  
Donna smirked and slipped the blindfold over his 
eyes.
 
She was excited at the thought of having all the 
power.  He couldn’t see what she was doing, only 
feel her movements and what she was doing to his 
body.  It was a complete turn on for her.
 
 
Donna began a lazy taste test of his body, 
starting with his neck and working her way down to his 
well defined chest.  She stopped to graze each of 
his nipples with her teeth.  Sam moaned and 
arched into her mouth.  Donna continued her kisses 
down his chest and down past his stomach.  Instead 
of heading towards her ultimate goal, she decided 
to tease her new husband for a bit.  She shifted 
a bit and began to place kisses on his thighs, 
careful not to touch him.  Soon the anticipation 
and sensation of Donna’s lips on his body had him 
shifting his hips around, trying to get himself 
closer to her mouth.
 
                               “Squirming, are we?”  Donna asked, knowing that 
Sam couldn’t see the smirk on her face.
 
                               “Donna, come on.  Please.”  Sam panted and 
begged.
 
Deciding that there had been enough fun and 
torture for one night, Donna gave into his request and 
took him into her mouth...................
 
               
 
 
Honeymoon Day 3-DisneyWorld
 
                               “Don’t order breakfast.”  Sam said as he came 
out of the bathroom.
 
                               “Why?”  Donna asked.
 
                               “We’re going to do the character breakfast 
thing at Disney World this morning.”  Sam said.
 
                               “Wow!”  Donna shouted and hurried to get 
dressed.
 
She was so excited.  This was her first time at 
Disney and now she got to eat with her favorite 
characters from anything Disney.  Sam wasn’t 
surprised that something so little would mean so much 
to her.
 
They were both led into a rapidly filling room 
with families and other young couples without 
children.
 
 
Donna and Sam were shown to a table where they 
found all sorts of Disney souvenirs.
 
Soon food was served and the characters came into 
the room.  Donna was in seventh heaven by the 
time they walked out of the room.
 
                               “That was fun.  I can’t believe I got my 
picture taken with Mickey and Minnie and Cinderella.”  
Donna said as they exited the room.
 
 
                               “Yeah, I think that you were more excited than 
that roomful of kids when Mickey Mouse walked 
in.”  Sam said with a smile.
 
                               “Don’t go there on Mickey Mouse.  I grew up on 
anything Disney.”  Donna defended.
 
                               “Relax.  I was only teasing you.  Are you ready 
for our day at Disney?”  Sam asked.
 
                               “Let’s go.”  Donna said.
 
The day at Disney would be something that Donna 
would remember forever.  The rides and the parades 
were just so amazing.  It was really the happiest 
place on earth.
 
 
Honeymoon Day 4-Kennedy Space Center
 
                               “I can’t believe it’s raining on our 
honeymoon.”  Donna pouted as she stared glumly out the 
window.
 
                               “Do you want to get out of the room and do the 
Kennedy Space Center tour?”  Sam asked.
 
                               “That’d be great.  I really don’t want to spend 
all day in this room.”  Donna said.
 
                               “Then let’s go.”  Sam said.
 
 
The rain had lightened up considerably through 
their drive and the sun was trying to peak out from 
behind the clouds.
 
Sam paid their entrance fees and got them on a 
tour.
 
                               “Welcome to Kennedy Space Center.  My name is 
Julie and I will be your tour guide for today.”  
the young girl explained to the group.
 
 
The tour was a blast.  They got to see the Rocket 
Garden, Space Shuttle Plaza, and go to the Merrit 
Wildlife Preserve.  
 
                               “So, how’d you like the tour of the gift shop?”  
Sam asked, teasing Donna.
 
                               “It was so amazing and don’t make fun of my 
talent for shopping.  I’m sure that talent will come 
in handy someday, Mr. Seaborn.”  Donna said, 
giving him *the look*.
 
Sam saw the look and knew that he’d pay for the 
shopping comment.  
 
As they drove back to the hotel, Donna was busy 
snapping pictures out the window of the ocean and 
of some dolphins that were playing around.
 
After spending all day out, they both decided to 
take a quick nap before dinner.  Donna curled 
into a ball next to Sam and he wrapped himself 
around her.  Hopefully, no one would fall off of the 
twin bed they were sharing.  Donna didn’t want a 
broken husband for all her other planned 
activities.
 
 
Honeymoon Days 5-6-7 Local Things
 
The happy couple spent three days being tourists 
and exploring local museums, parks, and zoos.  It 
was nice to be someplace where no one paid any 
attention to who they were and what their jobs 
were.  Of course, they were out in casual clothes and 
sunglasses.  Many people would be hard pressed to 
recognize them, but several people recognized Sam 
and approached him.
 
The women that came up to Sam were genuinely very 
nice with kind words.  They all wanted a picture 
and an autograph.  Sam was very obliging to all 
the people that spoke to him.  It was Sam’s nature 
to be kind to all.  Donna didn’t mind the 
inconvenience because she loved that her husband was so 
kind and placating.  Donna knew that Sam would 
rub it in to Josh that he now had a fan club and 
women fawning all over him.  Josh would get a kick 
out of it.
 
Sam and Donna also spent time on the beach with 
late evening and midnight walks along the edge.  
Many of the people on the beach said quick hellos 
and left the obviously enamored couple alone so 
that they could have their privacy.
 
 
Honeymoon Day 8-Sea World.
 
                               “I want to touch dolphins.”  Donna announced in 
the car as they drove to Sea World.
 
                               “I don’t know if they’ll let you touch the 
animals, but I’ve got something you can touch for as 
long as you’d like.”  Sam said, giving her a 
sultry smile.
 
                               “I’m not that kind of a girl.”  Donna shot 
back.
 
                               “So what animals do you want to see when we get 
there?”  Sam asked.
 
                               “I want to see sharks, dolphins, seals, and 
baby animals.”  Donna said with a soft smile.
 
                               “I’m sure that they have all kinds of those 
animals.”  Sam said, swinging into the parking lot 
of SeaWorld.
 
 
The seal show and dolphin shows were amazing and 
Donna watched everything intently.
 
The animals actually came up to the glass walls 
and Donna felt like she could almost reach out and 
touch them.
 
                               “Sea World was so cool.”  Donna said as they 
hiked back to the car, loaded down with bags of 
souvenirs.
 
                               “I think the gift shop ladies were sad to see 
you go.”  Sam said.
 
                               “I wanted to make sure I got everyone 
something, plus I wanted a few things for us.”  Donna 
said.
 
The rest of the evening was spent having a quick 
dinner, a stroll of the beach, and returning to 
the room for another night of passionate love 
making.
 
 
                               
Honeymoon Day 9-Christening The New Room
 
Sam heard the phone ring and rolled over to 
answer it.  He grunted hello and waited for the person 
on the other end to respond.
 
                               “Good morning Mr. Seaborn.  This is Angela at 
the front desk.  Mr. Shetland wanted me to inform 
you that your original suite is now vacated and 
you may change rooms if you like.”  Angela said 
pleasantly.
 
                               “We are leaving in two days and our room is 
finally ready?”  Sam said.
 
                               “Yes, sir.  Would you like the keys sent up 
with the breakfast that your wife ordered?”  Angela 
asked.
 
                               “Yeah, that’s fine.  Should we leave our old 
keys here in the room when we switch?”  Sam asked.
 
                               “Please do sir and have a good day.”  Angela 
added before hanging up the phone.
 
Sam rolled back over and snuggled up to his 
beautiful young wife. 
 
                               “What was that about?”  Donna asked without 
opening her eyes.
 
                               “Our suite is ready and we can spend tonight 
and tomorrow night there.”  Sam mumbled into her 
neck as he began to kiss it.
 
                               “And I have just the thing to break the room in 
right.”  Donna smiled.
 
                               “What else do you have and who does the Secret 
Service need to be watching?”  Sam asked.
 
                               “I am not going to tell you who gave me these 
gifts.  Let’s just say that the woman in question 
knows you very well.”  Donna said.
 
                               “Now that’s a thought.”  Sam said, mentally 
reviewing all of the women that he knew or worked 
with, but that also knew Donna pretty well.
 
There was CJ, Ginger, Bonnie, Carol, Margaret, 
and Ainsley.  Now he really would watch what he 
said and did around them.  
 
The First Lady and Zoey were pretty close to 
them, but Sam didn’t think that either of them were 
into that kind of thing, let alone able to buy it 
without the press finding out about it. 
 
 
After breakfast and packing up their bags, the 
Seaborns arrived in the room that was originally to 
be theirs for two weeks.
 
                               “Sam, this is so beautiful.”  Donna said 
looking at the room.
 
The luxurious suite had a king sized bed and a 
wonderful ocean view.  There was a chilling bottle 
of champagne resting on a low table.
 
                               “Nothing is too good for my wife.”  Sam said, 
wrapping his arms around Donna.
 
                               “Do you wanna stay here and break the room in 
today?”  Donna asked, seductively wiggling in 
Sam’s arms.
 
                               “I think that’s an excellent idea my dear.”  
Sam said, hugging Donna close.
 
                               “Then go run up a tub while I grab some stuff.”  
Donna said.
 
                               “We’re not going to do anything weird are we?”  
Sam asked with a smile.
 
                               “Go run up the tub.”  Donna commanded.
 
 
Sam headed into the bathroom that boasted a 
whirlpool tub.  He lit the vanilla scented candles 
that were stationed strategically around the room 
and turned off the lights.  Sam stripped down and 
waited for Donna to come in.
 
Donna opened the bathroom door and was swept into 
her husband’s arms.  She couldn’t believe that he 
had taken the time to light the candles.  A few 
moments of kissing and touching ensued.  
 
                               “As much as I’m loving this, let’s get in the 
tub and look at the surprise I have.”  Donna said.
 
                               “That’s a good idea.”  Sam said and all but 
jumped into the tub.
 
                               “A little eager are we?”  Donna laughed and 
climbed into the tub with him.
 
Sam watched as Donna opened the box and pulled 
out two rather large dice.  While she was reading 
the directions, Sam started to run his hands up 
and down her back, occasionally snaking out to rub 
or grab a breast.
 
                               “Okay, this is how we play the game.  We roll 
both of the dice and follow the instructions on 
them.”  Donna said.
 
                               “Do I get to go first?”  Sam asked, excited 
like a little boy on Christmas morning.
 
                               “I suppose you can.”  Donna said and handed him 
the dice.
 
Sam looked at the writing on the dice, shook them 
in his hands, and threw them down on the ledge.  
He was very interested to see what his 
instructions were. 
 
                               “Neck and Lick.  Now what?”  Sam triumphantly 
announced.
 
Donna rolled her eyes and tipped her head back to 
look at him.
 
                               “You’re supposed to lick my neck.”  Donna said.
 
                               “I can do that.”  Sam grinned.
 
He proceeded to bathe her neck using his tongue, 
starting at her shoulders and working his way up 
to her ear, and then capturing it between his 
teeth and tugging gently, which elicited a moan from 
Donna.  Sam had his arms around her waist and had 
moved one of his hands to her breast and squeezed 
it gently.
 
                               “Hey, no hands.  Follow the directions.”  Donna 
said, smacking the offending hand away.
 
                               “Donna.”  Sam whined, reaching for her breast 
again.
 
                               “Sam, your turn is over.  Watch and learn.”  
Donna scolded him.
 
 
She picked up the dice, shook them quickly and 
tossed them on the ledge.
 
                               “Suck and toes.”  Donna read off the dice.
 
                               “That takes kissing my feet to a whole new 
level, wait until Josh-oomph.”  Sam said with a shove 
to his chest.
 
                               “If Josh hears one word about this, you are 
never gonna have sex with me, ever again.”  Donna 
said, scooting away from him.
 
                               “Donna, I was kidding.  Besides, I be too 
afraid of seeing a dismembered foot in my briefcase or 
something.”   Sam said, pulling her back to him.
 
                               “What?”  Donna said, twisting to look at him 
with a puzzled look on her face.
 
                               “It’s from this show....never mind, it’s too 
complicated to explain.  You’ll just have to get 
your boss to let you off early on Sunday nights so 
we can watch it together.”  Sam said, thinking 
about his new favorite cable show.
 
                               “I’m not sure I want to see if miscellaneous 
body parts pop up in people’s briefcases.”  Donna 
replied.
 
                               “Yeah, you do.  Let’s stop talking about that 
and start enjoying some of this.”  Sam said, 
lifting his foot out of the water and wiggling his 
toes.
 
 
Donna was a little worried about doing this, 
sucking someone’s toes?  She shuddered at the thought 
of his feet being inside socks, inside shoes, and 
how sweaty and smelly feet could be, but she was 
the one who wanted to play with the dice in the 
first place, so she sucked it up.  She slid 
herself across to the end of the tub to his feet.  
‘What the hell.  They’re clean now anyway, right?’, 
she thought to herself as she lifted a foot out of 
the water.
 
                               “Turn around.  I want to see you.”  Sam said in 
anticipation.
 
Donna obliged and then opened her mouth and let 
her tongue slide out.  She swirled her tongue 
around his big toe and then sucked it into her mouth.  
Sam moaned in pleasure, as he found this 
incredibly erotic.  Donna followed the same procedure on 
his other nine toes and Sam found himself getting 
harder and harder.  The game wasn’t going to last 
very long at all.
 
                               “My turn.”  Sam quickly announced when Donna 
released his last toe.
 
He threw them down as Donna rolled her eyes 
again.
 
                               “Ha!  Revenge is sweet.  Come here so I can 
‘squeeze’ your ‘nipples’.”  Sam said with a 
decidedly seductive smile on his face.
 
Donna laughed, he was such a little boy 
sometimes.  She moved herself back into his arms, resting 
her back against his chest and noticed how hard 
he’d become since she was last in his embrace.  
Sam’s hands quickly found her breasts and he 
started following the directions.
 
                               “You...ah...liked that...Sam...the...toe 
sucking thing...didn’t you?”  Donna stuttered as Sam’s 
fingers deftly worked her nipples until they were 
taut peaks.
 
                               “Oh yeah.”  Sam said, squeezing the now hard 
peaks.
 
                               “Oh god Sam.”  Donna moaned, arching into his 
touch.
 
Sam continued to play with her nipples as she 
shook the dice for her instructions.
 
                               “Kiss, Lips.  Thank goodness I got an easy 
one.”  Donna breathed and tilted her head back to 
kiss him.
 
He leaned down and captured her lips with his.  
She forced her tongue into his mouth desperately.  
This game was a much bigger turn on than she had 
originally thought.  One of Sam’s hands abandoned 
its task and headed south toward a much larger 
goal.
 
                               “Uh...uh...it’s your turn.  We need to keep the 
game going.”  Donna said as she tore her lips 
from his and grabbed the mobile hand.
 
Sam was about to complain, but then thought the 
better of it, knowing Donna wanted to play.  Sam 
wished for a good roll as he let the dice fly out 
of his hand.
 
                               “Bite, Leg.  Ooh, that could be fun.”  Sam said 
as he thought of how to fulfill his instructions 
and tease Donna.
 
Donna was also very interested to see how Sam was 
going to accomplish this feat, since they were 
still in the very full tub of water and bubbles.
 
                               “Sit up on the ledge.”  Sam turned and patted 
the ledge of the tub behind him.
 
                               “Huh?”  Donna asked, confused.
 
                               “Trust me.  Sit up on the ledge.”  Sam said 
with a smile.
 
Donna did as he asked, resting her back on the 
cool blue tiles as Sam knelt in front of her.  He 
placed his hands on her thighs and looked deep 
into her eyes.  He smiled briefly and then lowered 
his head and started nipping at her thighs, slowly 
working his way toward her sex.  As he got 
closer, Donna spread her legs a little wider in 
anticipation.  As he drew near to her center, he let one 
of his fingers rub against her, making painfully 
slow strokes up and down.
 
                               “Sam...that...is...”  Donna panted, dropping 
her head back against the wall, letting the 
sensations take over her thoughts.
 
Before Donna had a chance to regain control of 
her mind, Sam’s mouth descended upon her, sucking 
her fervently.  She dug her hands into his hair, 
pulling him closer.  Sam laughed against her, now, 
she was the one who wasn’t following the rules.  
Sam had the cruel thought to stop where he was 
and remind Donna about rules, but he wanted her so 
much, that the thought left his mind as quickly 
as it had entered.
 
He slipped a finger inside her, beginning to 
slowly pump in and out of her, as her legs began to 
tremble around his ears.  Donna’s moans grew 
louder as her orgasm seized her body and soon she was 
crying out his name in pleasure.
 
When Donna’s body relaxed, she slid down off the 
ledge and into his lap.  Sam pulled her close and 
kissed her deeply.
 
                               “You liked that, huh?”  Sam asked with an all 
knowing smile.
 
                               “Mmhmmm.”  Donna mumbled and kissed his neck.
 
                               “We should probably get out of the water.”  Sam 
said, finally noticing that it had cooled off to 
an almost chill.
 
                               “Mmhmmm.”  Donna mumbled, more interested in 
exploring the crevices of Sam’s neck to worry about 
the chilling water around them.
 
 
Sam stood up and got out of the tub.  He leaned 
down to help Donna get out of the tub.  He didn’t 
want her to slip and hurt herself.  He still had 
plenty of energy to go for other activities that 
included making Donna a happy woman.  He turned 
around to grab a towel and gently rubbed her body 
dry, before drying himself off.
 
                               “Do you want to continue the game in the other 
room?”  Sam asked.
 
                               “Yeah.”  Donna replied, still feeling weak 
kneed.
 
 
Sam tugged on her hand and drug her out to the 
bed.  Then he laid her on the bed and admired her 
like the goddess of beauty that she was.  He was a 
very lucky man to have found a woman that 
understood him like Donna did.  There was no way he 
would forget to tell her that he loved her everyday 
like the president had reminded him at his 
bachelor party.  Sam  laid on the bed next to her and 
made his move.
 
 
Honeymoon Day 10-Sailing Adventure
 
                               “I can’t believe this is our last day in 
Florida.”  Donna said as she munched on a bagel.
 
                               “Yeah, but I have something special planned.”  
Sam said.
 
                               “Tell me.”  Donna demanded.
 
                               “No way, but make sure that you bring your swim 
gear.”  Sam said.
 
                               “Ok.  Now you’ve got me interested.”  Donna 
said.
 
                               “Then go get dressed and we’ll be off.”  Sam 
said.
 
 
Donna walked into the bathroom to take a shower 
and get dressed, while Sam was getting dressed and 
laying his swim gear on the bed for Donna to 
pack.
 
She slipped into shorts and a tee-shirt and went 
to pack her beach bag with towels, sunblock, her 
suit, Sam’s suit, and an extra outfit for both of 
them, just in case.
 
                               “Ready to go?”  Sam asked, as he eyed her very 
full beach bag.
 
                               “It’s just the essentials and you do have a 
tendency to fall off boats.”  Donna said with a 
smirk.
 
 
Sam and Donna got into their rental car and 
headed for the interstate.  After driving for about an 
hour, Donna noticed that Sam had pulled into a 
marina.
 
                               “What did you do?”  Donna asked, curious why 
they were at a marina.
 
                               “I made arrangements for us to spend the day on 
the ocean on a boat that belongs to a friend of 
mine.”  Sam said.
 
                               “Wow!  I’ve never been on the ocean.”  Donna 
exclaimed.
 
                               “I know.  I wanted this day to be special for 
you.”  Sam said.
 
                               “You are just so sweet.  Who’s boat are we 
going out on?”  Donna asked.
 
                               “Chris and Sarah Jackson.  You met them at the 
wedding.  I’m a capable captain and you get to be 
my first mate.”  Sam said.
 
                               “I’ll always be your first mate.”  Donna said.
 
Sam followed the directions to the boat slip.  
Donna quickly snapped a picture.  The “Baby” was 
beautiful.  Sam helped Donna aboard and they both 
went exploring down below.  There was a fully 
stocked galley, small bathroom, an open sitting area, 
and two bedrooms.
 
                               “Chris really did listen to my instructions.”  
Sam mused to himself and wondered what else Chris 
had listened to.
 
                               “I’m gonna put my suit on and I’ll be right 
up.”  Donna said and grabbed the bag, disappearing 
into one of the bedrooms.
 
 
Sam went above and busied himself with getting 
the boat ready to sail out of the harbor.
 
Donna stepped into the sun and was amazed.  There 
were so many boats in the harbor.  She really 
wondered how good a sailor Sam really was.  Sam 
looked at Donna watching all of the other boats.
 
                               “Don’t be worried.  I’m an excellent sailor.  
We won’t have any problems getting out of the 
harbor.”  Sam said, reading her mind.
 
 
Donna flashed him a smile and waited until they 
had cleared the harbor to speak again.
 
                               “You really are a great sailor.”  Donna said.
 
 
Sam got them far enough out and dropped anchor.
 
                               “Why are we stopping?”  Donna asked.
 
                               “We’re gonna have lunch and then catch some 
rays before heading back in.”  Sam explained.
 
                               “In that case, let’s go see what’s in the 
galley.”  Donna said.
 
The fully stocked galley boasted an array of food 
and drink.  They finally settled on steaks that 
Sam prepared while Donna whipped up vegetables and 
potatoes.
 
                               “We really have to do this again.”  Donna said 
between bites.
 
Donna grabbed the sunblock and towels before 
heading up to the boat deck.  Sam was already up top 
doing some dolphin watching.
 
                               “Hey, beautiful.  Can I help you out there?”  
Sam said, as he watched Donna settle herself onto 
a towel and start to apply some sunblock.
 
                               “Is that just an excuse to get your hands on 
me, Mr. Seaborn?”  Donna asked, raising an eyebrow.
 
                               “Yeah, is it gonna work?”  Sam asked, choosing 
not to make up anymore excuses.
 
                               “I think it might.”  Donna said with a 
seductive smile.
 
                               “Good, because I didn’t want my surprise to go 
to waste.”  Sam said with his own smile.
 
                               “Surprise?”  Donna said.
 
                               “You’re not the only one who can bring things 
on our honeymoon.”  Sam said.
 
                               “Whadja bring?  Tell me, Tell me.”  Donna said 
excitedly.
 
                               “It’s a surprise.  Lay down on your stomach and 
don’t move.”  Sam instructed her.
 
Donna looked at him curiously, but did as she was 
told.  She heard Sam walk across the deck and 
down below.  She wondered what his surprise was.  
After a minute, Donna heard him come back up.
 
                               “Where’d ya go?”  Donna asked.
 
                               “Shh........Just relax.”  Sam whispered,  
kneeling down and then straddling her hips.  He leaned 
down and kissed her neck as he pushed her hair 
aside.
 
Sam quickly undid the ties on the back of her 
bathing suit and poured some of the vanilla scented 
oil, that  he had brought up, on her back.  He 
proceeded to kneed her flesh slowly, taking care to 
not press too hard.
 
                               “Oh, Sam.  This is heavenly.”  Donna said.
 
                               “I’m glad you like it.”  Sam said lifting 
himself up and sliding himself down her body, taking 
the rest of her suit off with him.
 
Donna shimmied out of her suit and let Sam get 
back to work.  
 
He continued massaging her back, every so often 
sliding his hands down to rub her ass.  He loved 
the feel of her skin and the sounds she made as he 
worshipped her body.  Sam loved it so much that 
he was having a hard time remembering that this 
was about pleasing Donna and not himself.
 
Soon his desire got the better of him and he 
flipped Donna over.  He leaned down and kissed her 
softly.  She moaned into his lips and snaked her 
arms around his neck and pulled him close.  He 
pulled back and reached for the bottle of oil, opened 
the cap, and drizzled some over her chest.
 
His hands went back to work.  He ran them through 
the valley between her breasts, down the top of 
them, and across her stomach.  He repeated this 
motion several times before deciding to concentrate 
his attention on her breasts.  Sam kneaded the 
skin and moved his thumbs in light circles over the 
tips of her nipples.
 
After several minutes of this, Donna couldn’t 
take the torturous stimulation and she reached for 
the waistband of his shorts.
 
                               “Uh uh.  No touching.  This is solely for you.”  
Sam said, as he moved her hands away from him.
 
                               “Sam.”  Donna panted and reached for him again.
 
                               “No, I want to do this for you.  Keep your 
hands to yourself.”  Sam said.
 
Donna huffed, but removed her hands from the 
vicinity from his body as Sam went back to work.  He 
leaned down and kissed her soundly before getting 
up and moving toward her feet.  She had no idea 
what he was planning to do next.
 
He first took her left foot in his hands and 
began to massage the ball of her foot.  When he was 
done with her foot, he moved up and caressed her 
calf, then her thigh, moving his hands all the way 
up to her hip.  He then repeated the process with 
her right foot and leg.  When Sam reached the top 
of each of her legs, he started planting little 
kisses across her stomach.  Donna arched into his 
touch.
 
                               “Sam, my God.  You are.....”  Donna was unable 
to finish her thought.
 
                               “Shh...”  Sam said, planting a hand on her 
stomach and pushing her back down to the deck.
 
He then slid his hand down her stomach and 
started to circle his fingers around her clit, barely 
applying any pressure to the already sensitive 
area.
 
Donna gasped at his touch and she involuntarily 
bucked her hips into his touch.  She reached down 
to run her fingers through his hair.
 
                               “No moving or touching, Donna.”  Sam admonished 
her again.
 
                               “No fair.”  Donna said, continuing to grab for 
any part of him that she could reach.
 
                               “No fair?  I think I can make this a little 
more fair or at least even up the score a bit.”  Sam 
said with a mischievous glint in his eye.
 
Sam got up from the deck and moved out of her 
line of sight.  He quickly came back and kneeled 
next to her head.
 
                               “This is evening up the score a bit.”  Sam said 
and went to work.
 
He had a length of rope in his hands and reached 
for Donna’s wrists.    She put her wrists toward 
him, very willingly wanting to see where he was 
going with this particular game.  Sam wrapped the 
rope around them, raised them over her head, and 
went to tie it off to a post.
 
                               “Is this okay?”  Sam asked, before tying it 
off.  He wanted to make sure that she was 
comfortable with his intentions.  He didn’t want to do 
anything that she was uncomfortable with because they 
were still learning about each other.
 
                               “Just hurry and get back to what you were 
doing.”  Donna said and nodded her okay.
 
                               “Demanding, are we?”  Sam teased as he made 
quick work of the ropes.
 
He then crawled back to her stomach and kissed 
her, dipping his tongue in her belly button before 
heading south.  Sam ran his tongue down her 
stomach and began to flick her clit.
 
                               “Oh, yeah.  Right there Sam.”  Donna gasped, as 
she felt his mouth connecting with her.
 
Sam shushed her again while he sucked at her sex, 
creating an intense vibration against her.  He 
increased the pressure of his tongue as he slid one 
finger in her, pumping it in and out of her in 
time with his tongue’s motion.  Donna couldn’t 
control herself any longer and bucked into his touch 
as her orgasm started to hit her.  Her screams 
were swallowed by the vastness of the water around 
them.
 
After giving her a moment to recover, Sam slid up 
her body and kissed her soundly.
 
                               “I love you.”  Donna whispered as their lips 
broke apart.
 
                               “I love you too.”  Sam replied, before entering 
her slowly.
 
He balanced himself by resting his forearms on 
either side of her body.  Sam wanted to feel her 
oil slicked body underneath him as he thrust into 
her.  He found this incredibly erotic.
 
They soon established a rhythm, one that they had 
learned over the past week.  Sam took his time, 
savoring the feel of her around him.  Soon, his 
breathing came in little, short pants and his 
thrusts less controlled.  He came hard and then 
collapsed on top of her.  Sam rolled to one side of her 
and curled up next to her.
 
He lay there for a few minutes before Donna 
nudged him.
 
                               “Sam, can I....I sorta want.....can you untie 
me now?”  Donna said.
 
Sam made no sound except for a light snore.  She 
couldn’t believe that he was asleep and left her 
tied up.  Donna started pulling at the rope to 
get untied.  Sam was an expert sailor and tied very 
good knots.  She knew that she needed to relax or 
she was going to freak out.  Donna was soon 
asleep herself after relaxing.
 
Donna was in the middle of a great dream 
involving a water bed, when she woke up.  It took her a 
few seconds to remember where she was and with 
who.  She felt the chilling breeze graze over her 
naked body and looked around.  The ocean was a lot 
rougher and the clouds were rolling over the sun.
 
                               “Sam, wake up.”  Donna shouted and nudged him 
as best she could because her wrists were still 
tied up.
 
                               “What?  What’s wrong?”  Sam woke up and looked 
around.
 
                               “Look.”  Donna motioned to the ocean and the 
sky with her head.
 
                               “It’s just a summer storm.  Nothing to be 
worried about.”  Sam non chalantly said and stretched 
out on his back.
 
                               “I’d feel better if we went back in.”  Donna 
said with worry dripping over every word.
 
                               “Okay.”  Sam said and got up.
 
                               “By the way, could you untie me here.  I really 
would like to get up.”  Donna said.
 
                               “I’m so sorry.”  Sam quickly untied her and 
pulled her into a big hug and held on tight to her.
 
                               “Sam, it’s okay.  I know that I could have 
waken you up if I really got upset with it.”  Donna 
said, trying to reassure him that it was okay.
 
Donna pulled the towel around her and picked up 
the pieces to her bikini before going down below 
to change into street clothes.  She had a lot of 
fun on the boat that afternoon.
 
Sam would never admit it to Donna, but he was 
glad that she’d insisted.  The water was so rough 
when they got to the harbor that docking into the 
slip was difficult.
 
                               “Donna, we’re docked.  Grab the stuff and let’s 
go.”  Sam said.
 
Donna had just finished packing up their stuff 
and made her way topside.  The first thing that she 
noticed was the graying sky and felt a fat 
raindrop hit her head.
 
After Sam helped her off the boat, he went to 
turn in the keys and she headed for the car.  Sam 
slipped into the car seconds before the skies 
opened up and poured down rain.
 
                              “I had a great time on the boat.”  Donna said.
 
                               “I knew you would.”  Sam said and smiled at 
her.
 
                               “Our friends will be so glad to hear that you 
stayed on the boat this time.”  Donna said and 
smirked at him.
 
Sam ignored her and drove them both back to the 
hotel.
 
 
Later that 
evening........................................
 
                               “I can’t believe that you needed another bag 
for souvenirs and made me go out in this storm to 
get it.”  Sam said, stretching out on the huge bed 
and watching her as she packed their bags.  
 
                               “It’s just the essentials.”  Donna said.
 
                               “But that’s so much stuff.”  Sam said.
 
                               “We both got mouse ears, a replica of 
Cinderella’s castle for CJ, a replica of the space shuttle 
for Toby, a jar of seashells for your desk, a 
pretty frame for mine, a stuffed Shamu for Bonnie, a 
stuffed whale for Carol, a glass dolphin for 
Ginger, moon rocks for Leo, a glass Cinderella for 
Margaret, a glass fish for Josh, some things for 
your family, and a book of Disney trivia for the 
President.”  Donna went through almost every 
purchase.
 
                               “I think we need less friends.”  Sam said with 
a smile.
 
                               “What do you say to christening that bed 
again?”  Donna asked, not trying to hide the husky, 
sexual desire in her voice.
 
                               “I would say, get yourself up here then.”  Sam 
said and held out a hand for her.
 
Donna quickly jumped up from the floor and went 
to Sam.  They both fell onto the bed and into each 
other’s arms.
 
 
Honeymoon Day 11-Going Home
 
 
                               “I can’t believe that our honeymoon is over 
already.”  Donna said as they boarded the plane.
 
                               “I know what you mean.  It was a lot of fun and 
I didn’t even miss work.”  Sam said with a smile.
 
                               “Yeah, tomorrow we go to work as a married 
couple.”  Donna said as she opened her peanuts.
 
                               “I got you a present for tomorrow.  You should 
see it on your desk tomorrow.”  Sam said.
 
                               “Tell me now.”  Donna demanded.
 
                               “Just think of this as revenge for the 
equipment comment.”  Sam said with a smile.
 
                               “You’re no fun.”  Donna said with a little pout 
and settled into her seat.
 
 
 
White House, Monday 
Morning..........................
 
 
Donna carted her bag of souvenirs all around the 
White House handing them out to various staffers.  
Toby had been amazed that she’d brought him back 
a space shuttle and remembered that his brother 
was an astronaut.  She finally got to her desk and 
saw what Sam had been talking about.
 
There was a bouquet of red roses on her desk.  
She pulled the card out and read the card.  It said 
‘Have a wonderful day Mrs. Seaborn’.  Donna was 
touched that Sam would do this for her.  

The
gift wrapped box beside the flowers was way too much 
to hope for and Donna tore into it.  She opened 
the box to find a new desk nameplate that read 
Donnatella Moss-Seaborn.  Sam had remembered.  He 
was such a thoughtful husband.
 
                               “Josh Lyman’s Office.”  Donna answered into the 
ringing telephone on Josh’s desk.
 
                               “Hello Mrs. Seaborn.”  Karen Moss sneered at 
her daughter.
 
                               “Hello to you to mother.”  Donna sank into the 
desk chair and putting her hand through her hair.
 
                               “I can’t believe that you didn’t include the 
members of this family in your wedding.  I thought 
I’d raised you better.”  Karen said with venom 
dripping on every word.
 
                               “Mother, you and the rest of the family made a 
decision and now you have to live with it.”  
Donna said, firmly, not willing to let her mother 
bring her down.
 
                               “Fine, if that’s the way you want it.  But I 
want to tell you some things.”  Karen said.
 
                               “Could you make it quick.  I need to get back 
to working.”  Donna said.
 
                               “I wanted to tell you that you need some 
lessons on being a wife.  Make sure there is a meal on 
the table every night.  Your husband expects a 
clean home and a willing wife in his bed.  I also 
wanted to explain to you that he is gonna keep you 
barefoot and pregnant and then you’ll never get 
your degree.  You just wait.  You’ll come running 
back here when he leaves you for another woman or 
one of those intern girls.  Donna, when are you 
gonna learn that he’s just using you until he gets 
tired of you.”  Karen sneered.
 
                               “Mother, what happens between me and Sam is no 
longer any of your concern.  Please don’t call me 
at work again.”  Donna hung up the phone.
 
 
She tried to not let her mother’s words get to 
her, but they hurt.  Donna had walked back out to 
her desk, looked at the flowers, and ran into the 
bathroom with tears just starting to fall.
 
 
Sam saw the expression on her face before she 
darted into the bathroom and knew something was up.  
He grabbed Ginger and had her go in to see if 
Donna was okay.  After she came back out and said 
Donna wouldn’t talk, he barged his way in.
 
                               “Donna, what’s wrong?  Please talk to me.”  Sam 
asked.
 
                               “My mother is what’s wrong.”  Donna sobbed.
 
                               “What did she do now?”  Sam asked, not wanting 
to hear the reason.
 
                               “She implied that I’m a bad wife.  She told me 
to make sure there was a meal on the table every 
night and was willing to cater to your *every* 
need.”  Donna said.
 
                               “Hey, don’t worry about what she says.  Big 
deal about a meal on the table.  We work jobs where 
we don’t have that luxury.  I’m not worried about 
it and I can cook.”  Sam said, trying to lighten 
the mood.
 
                               “Thanks.”  Donna said.
 
                               “And about catering to my every need.  I love 
you and everything else is just crap.”  Sam said, 
giving her a hug and a kiss on the forehead.
 
                               “She also said that you’re gonna keep me 
barefoot and pregnant and I will never get my degree.”  
Donna sniffled.
 
                               “Hey, stop that.  I want you to get your degree 
no matter how long it takes.”  Sam comforted 
here.
 
                               “She told me that you’re gonna leave me for an 
intern when you get tired of me.”  Donna burst 
into a fresh set of tears.
 
                               “Honey, stop crying.  I’m never gonna leave 
you.  I love you too much to hurt you and we’ll have 
kids when we are ready.  There’s no time table 
and I don’t think I could stop Josh from wanting 
you to work for him.”  Sam hugged her tight.
 
                               “Thanks.  I love you, but everytime I talk to 
her I feel less than I am.”  Donna admitted.
 
                               “Hey, don’t worry about it.  We love each other 
very much and nothing will ever come between us.”  
Sam kissed her on the forehead and held her tight 
until the tears were a distant memory.
 
 
 
After a few more minutes, Donna was able to go 
back to work.  Sam talked to Josh and made sure 
that Donna’s family could no longer get through to 
her at work.  He didn’t want his wife bothered by 
people who had and succeeded in hurting her.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

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