The Journey Pt. 01

Sometime during the night, Felicia got dressed and left. Tim and Janice didn't even notice until the following morning.

Janice had a smile on her face when she awoke the next day. It wasn't just because she was liberated sexually. She had made it! She had done everything Tim asked and had not used the safe word one time. Now the only thing she had to do is get Tim to use the safe word one time and she would win. She started thinking of names for her baby.

When Tim came downstairs, Janice had already fixed breakfast for them.

"Good morning lover," Janice said with a bright smile as she poured coffee.

Tim face had been somewhat sullen until he saw her smile. He had been more than a little worried that she would be angry about last night. "Uh... good morning. Uh... are you okay with last night?" he asked hesitantly as he sat at the table.

Janice stopped pouring the coffee and looked pensively for a second. "Well, I guess I'm a little embarrassed to admit it but..." she hesitated, drawing out the suspense on purpose. "I loved it."

Tim almost sighed with relief. He looked at Janice and smiled. "So how did you like your week?"

"I think you know how I liked it," Janice said as she took a seat across from him.

"Yea, I guess I do. Uh... uh, about my week," Tim said referring to the game.

"Yes," Janice asked when he hesitated.

"Well, I was thinking uh... I'm pretty sure you are going to win this thing."

"What are you trying to say?" Janice asked.

"I guess... I guess that I'm conceding. You win!"

Janice looked at him like she didn't understand. Suddenly, it dawned on her. She jumped up, screamed and rushing onto Tim's lap so fast that the chair almost tilted over backward. She kissed his lips then all over his face. "Thank you sweetheart," she said as tears streamed down her cheeks. She hugged him tightly.

"We need to talk honey," Tim said as Janice continued to hug him.

"About what?" she asked as she pulled back and wiped her eyes.

"Well, for one thing, where we go from here. I mean... are we going to... uh you know, go back to the way we were?

"I don't think we can," Janice said as she felt a little thrill run through her.

"Does that mean that we... uh can do things? You know, like this past week." Suddenly Tim was very nervous.

"Well, we'll have to see," Janice said seriously. Suddenly she smiled. "I still have Dan's phone number and that was an excellent massage."

"Oh God," Tim moaned. He picked her up and carried her toward the bedroom, leaving the breakfast forgotten on the table.

The End