When the dishes were done, Drev went into his bedroom. He hadn't put on anything beneath his pants when he got out of bed, so he took them off and put on a pair of boxer briefs to keep things contained. Practicing shinkendo with an erection didn't sound like a whole lot of fun. He remained bare chested though, and retied his dreads more tightly.
When he went into the dojo, his boxer briefs got their first test. "It's amazing we get anything accomplished," he muttered, mostly to himself, as he stared at Wren's ass.
It's good to be home. (private)
Wren woke slowly and moaned as she gave a lazy stretch. She still had three days before classes began again, but she was more than happy to be spending them at home. Her skin was a lovely light bronze from the nearly endless days in the Jamaican sun. She had stayed up until four or five each morning with Drev to wake around noon, then she spent the afternoons stretched out on a lounge chair in what barely passed for a bikini, sipping cranberry juice or water with limes brought to her by a hot waiter in white shorts, until the sun went down. Then she and Drev danced and played the nights away.
It seemed Jamaica never shut down and so they never found themselves with out something to do until they fell into be exhausted, of course there were the nights that they didn't leave their suite. Not once did Wren get sick or did she and Drev argue. It had been the most relaxing Christmas she had ever spent. Drev had given her so many wonderful and heart warming gifts and she had, well she hoped she had, done the same for him. It was fun to have someone you truly loved to shop for and give presents to. Not to mention the hours they spent in bed to celebrate the day had been some of the most amazing sex Wren had ever experienced in her life.
With another soft moan, she rolled over and snuggled against Drev, catching a glance at the clock along the way. It was just after eleven. She needed to pee, but it could wait a few minutes. She wriggled closer and placed little kisses on the hard muscle of his peck.
Milazo
17 years ago
Wren
17 years ago
She opened her eyes and looked between her legs, when she heard him mutter to softly for her to make out the words. She had bent over double and pressed her forehead to her shins in order to stretch out her hips, and legs. She smiled at him and rolled up using her vertebrae like a ladder. She turned and faced him, hands on hips.
"Like it? I got it in Jamaica, one afternoon. I got a shopping bug up my ass and found some lovely little shops, and one had some really neat work out stuff and this one was my favorite. It even holds my boobs still, which is an amazing feat if I do say so myself."
She gave him a wink and folded to the floor to stretch her legs some more.
"Like it? I got it in Jamaica, one afternoon. I got a shopping bug up my ass and found some lovely little shops, and one had some really neat work out stuff and this one was my favorite. It even holds my boobs still, which is an amazing feat if I do say so myself."
She gave him a wink and folded to the floor to stretch her legs some more.
Milazo
17 years ago
"Looks great," he mumbled dumbly as she bent forward again. Would she mind a quickie before they got started? When she stood up again, he stepped up behind her and reached around to grasp her breasts. He squeezed and fondled them, as though evaluating the support her top offered.
"Very nice," he said, though was he referring to the top or her breasts? Having her so near, he couldn't help pressing his body against hers, feeling that firm backside against his confined erection. Nor could he resist flicking her earlobe with the tip of his tongue.
"Very nice," he said, though was he referring to the top or her breasts? Having her so near, he couldn't help pressing his body against hers, feeling that firm backside against his confined erection. Nor could he resist flicking her earlobe with the tip of his tongue.
Wren
17 years ago
She smiled and sighed as he pressed against her. Then with a great deal of reluctance but just enough determination to pull it off she stepped away. They had all the time in the world for sex, but right now she wanted to learn from him something much more vertical.
"We should get started." She stepped into him, placing her hand on her chest, rising up on her toes jsut enough to put her lips to his ear she promised in a low voice. "I'll make it up to you later."
she stepped away again, and putting her hands on the backs over her hips bent backward almost in half. Her body felt free and loose as she straightened once more.
"We should get started." She stepped into him, placing her hand on her chest, rising up on her toes jsut enough to put her lips to his ear she promised in a low voice. "I'll make it up to you later."
she stepped away again, and putting her hands on the backs over her hips bent backward almost in half. Her body felt free and loose as she straightened once more.
Milazo
17 years ago
She was right, of course. They should get on with the lesson, otherwise they'd never get started. Drev took a deep breath and forced the lecherous thoughts from his mind.
He went through a few stretches, then walked over to a rack on the wall that held a few different practice weapons. He chose two lengths of wood - about two fingers in diameter, nearly 40 inches long, and gently curved. Ten inches on one end of each of the practice swords was round. The rest of the sword was sanded into a blunt tear shape to represent the edge of the blade. He also picked to lengths of black fabric from a hook near the rack. He handed one of these to Wren and demonstrated tying it around his waist.
"These are bokken," Drev explained, hefting his sword. The bokken were scarred with nicks and bruise, but the hard wood had held up over the years. He helped Wren grip the sword properly in her right hand. He ran his finger along the outside curve of the sword, the side that would normally be sharpened to a killing edge. "This is the edge. Don't touch it. If you start out believing that it will cut off your hand if you're not careful, you'll be fine when we use real blades.
"The first thing we'll learn is unsheathing the sword." Taking one of the bokken, Drev slipped it into the sash at Wren's left hip, with the edge up. He did the same with his and stood facing her. "Remember: edge up. When the sword is in your sash like this, consider it to be in the sheath - the saya. Now, unsheathing a katana is different than with European swords. With European swords, you can just grab it and yank it out. But since the katana is worn edge-up, you have to do it like this."
Standing straight, eyes locked on Wren's, Drev grasped the sword with his left hand on the blade where it met the handle. "Normally you would free the blade from the saya by pushing on the tsuba with your thumb. Think of the tsuba as the hilt. It's where the blade meets the handle.
"In order to draw the sword you need to grip the handle like this." Moving slowly, Drev's right hand gripped the handle of the sword a half inch from his left hand, turned so that the flat of his palm faced away from him. Then he slowly drew it straight out from the sash.[/i]
"See? Why don't you give it a try." Smiling, he slid his own sword back into the sash.
He went through a few stretches, then walked over to a rack on the wall that held a few different practice weapons. He chose two lengths of wood - about two fingers in diameter, nearly 40 inches long, and gently curved. Ten inches on one end of each of the practice swords was round. The rest of the sword was sanded into a blunt tear shape to represent the edge of the blade. He also picked to lengths of black fabric from a hook near the rack. He handed one of these to Wren and demonstrated tying it around his waist.
"These are bokken," Drev explained, hefting his sword. The bokken were scarred with nicks and bruise, but the hard wood had held up over the years. He helped Wren grip the sword properly in her right hand. He ran his finger along the outside curve of the sword, the side that would normally be sharpened to a killing edge. "This is the edge. Don't touch it. If you start out believing that it will cut off your hand if you're not careful, you'll be fine when we use real blades.
"The first thing we'll learn is unsheathing the sword." Taking one of the bokken, Drev slipped it into the sash at Wren's left hip, with the edge up. He did the same with his and stood facing her. "Remember: edge up. When the sword is in your sash like this, consider it to be in the sheath - the saya. Now, unsheathing a katana is different than with European swords. With European swords, you can just grab it and yank it out. But since the katana is worn edge-up, you have to do it like this."
Standing straight, eyes locked on Wren's, Drev grasped the sword with his left hand on the blade where it met the handle. "Normally you would free the blade from the saya by pushing on the tsuba with your thumb. Think of the tsuba as the hilt. It's where the blade meets the handle.
"In order to draw the sword you need to grip the handle like this." Moving slowly, Drev's right hand gripped the handle of the sword a half inch from his left hand, turned so that the flat of his palm faced away from him. Then he slowly drew it straight out from the sash.[/i]
"See? Why don't you give it a try." Smiling, he slid his own sword back into the sash.
Wren
17 years ago
The ancient words rolled of Drev's tongue like he didn't have an italian accent. They were lovely to listen to and she had to remember to pay attention to what he was showing her and not get lost in his words.
"Right, fear the sword."
She watched him intently and then copied his moves exactly, pulling the sword straight out and held it straight out in front of her. She looked up at him with a smile on her face. "Ok now what?"
"Right, fear the sword."
She watched him intently and then copied his moves exactly, pulling the sword straight out and held it straight out in front of her. She looked up at him with a smile on her face. "Ok now what?"
Milazo
17 years ago
Drev grinned at Wren. Yeah, she was going to be a quick learner.
Drev took her through some basic techniques of swinging the sword and resheathing. He spent a good deal of time making sure she understood how to snap the blade through the swing by pushing with her right hand and pulling back with her left just a little bit. Then he went through a few basic forms. Wren consumed it all. She was able to mimic him after only a few attempts, and by the time he called a halt to their first lesson, the sword almost looked comfortable in her hand.
They finished by sheathing their swords and bowing. Drev's smile broadened as he untied his sash. "You did very well. I'm impressed," he said proudly as he took the sash and bokken from Wren and returned them to their places.
Wren was sweating more than he; it gave her skin a glistening glow that only drew attention to the perfection of her body. As he approached her, her scent assailed his nose. His hands slid around her waist and pulled her hips against him. "You're a natural," he added before he leaned forward to kiss his lover.
Drev took her through some basic techniques of swinging the sword and resheathing. He spent a good deal of time making sure she understood how to snap the blade through the swing by pushing with her right hand and pulling back with her left just a little bit. Then he went through a few basic forms. Wren consumed it all. She was able to mimic him after only a few attempts, and by the time he called a halt to their first lesson, the sword almost looked comfortable in her hand.
They finished by sheathing their swords and bowing. Drev's smile broadened as he untied his sash. "You did very well. I'm impressed," he said proudly as he took the sash and bokken from Wren and returned them to their places.
Wren was sweating more than he; it gave her skin a glistening glow that only drew attention to the perfection of her body. As he approached her, her scent assailed his nose. His hands slid around her waist and pulled her hips against him. "You're a natural," he added before he leaned forward to kiss his lover.
Wren
17 years ago
Shinkendo was a lot like dancing with a prop, except this prop could kill you. She felt strong and powerful as she got better at snapping the sword. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she bowed at her instructor.
"Thank you." She gave him another bow, and straightened with a smile. "I have a good teacher."
She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Thanks." She murmured against his lips. The kiss wasn't nearly as long as she would have liked, but she was still in the need to move, and she couldn't do that locked to his lips. With a smile she stepped away and picked up the dojo's ipod. She'd put one in here and hooked it up to the sound system already available so that they wouldn't have to move them around. It had all of their lists on it. She pulled up the swing folder and Big Bad VooDoo Daddies Maddest Kind of love blasted into the room.
She crossed back to him, in time to the beat, crossing one foot in front of the other. It was a slow swinging jazz song that would have them swinging dipping and pushing against each other, like dirty dancing to jazz.
Her left thigh wrapped around his right, and she put her hand on his ass, her other hand went to his shoulder and he dipped his knees in a slow circle in response. Drev slid his right hand up her thigh, lingered on her bottom, and settled in her lower back. His opposite hand followed the same path, then moved up around her waist , and slid to a stop between her breasts. He pushed her back with the palm of his hand then swung her in another circle knee dip. He leaned over to press his lips to the skin just above his fingers then straightened their bodies.
They slid around the floor, in a sensual tangle of limbs, that would have won them several prizes if they had been at a competition. The song ended on a strong note that had him slamming her body against his. The VooDoo Daddies gave way to the Andrews Sisters' Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy, and Drev spun her out from him and they went through and incredibly complicated jitter bug.
The song left them panting, as it moved into Ella Fitzgerald singing Someone to watch over me. Wren swayed against Drev, her chest heaving from the jitter bug, her body covered in sweat. He twirled them in a neat circle, and they moved around the room in a gentle four-step.
When the song ended, Wren pulled away and went to turn the ipod off. She smiled at him. "I needed that, and now I need a shower."
"Thank you." She gave him another bow, and straightened with a smile. "I have a good teacher."
She wrapped her arms around his waist. "Thanks." She murmured against his lips. The kiss wasn't nearly as long as she would have liked, but she was still in the need to move, and she couldn't do that locked to his lips. With a smile she stepped away and picked up the dojo's ipod. She'd put one in here and hooked it up to the sound system already available so that they wouldn't have to move them around. It had all of their lists on it. She pulled up the swing folder and Big Bad VooDoo Daddies Maddest Kind of love blasted into the room.
She crossed back to him, in time to the beat, crossing one foot in front of the other. It was a slow swinging jazz song that would have them swinging dipping and pushing against each other, like dirty dancing to jazz.
Her left thigh wrapped around his right, and she put her hand on his ass, her other hand went to his shoulder and he dipped his knees in a slow circle in response. Drev slid his right hand up her thigh, lingered on her bottom, and settled in her lower back. His opposite hand followed the same path, then moved up around her waist , and slid to a stop between her breasts. He pushed her back with the palm of his hand then swung her in another circle knee dip. He leaned over to press his lips to the skin just above his fingers then straightened their bodies.
They slid around the floor, in a sensual tangle of limbs, that would have won them several prizes if they had been at a competition. The song ended on a strong note that had him slamming her body against his. The VooDoo Daddies gave way to the Andrews Sisters' Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy, and Drev spun her out from him and they went through and incredibly complicated jitter bug.
The song left them panting, as it moved into Ella Fitzgerald singing Someone to watch over me. Wren swayed against Drev, her chest heaving from the jitter bug, her body covered in sweat. He twirled them in a neat circle, and they moved around the room in a gentle four-step.
When the song ended, Wren pulled away and went to turn the ipod off. She smiled at him. "I needed that, and now I need a shower."
Milazo
17 years ago
Breathing heavily from the sudden and energetic dance, Drev grinned at the idea of a shower. His muscles felt alive, and rubbing and grinding against Wren only made him want her more. But first... Before she could get to the door, Drev pulled her back and kissed her with growing passion. One hand went to her breast while the other gripped her ass, pulling her tight against him. The boxer briefs had done their job during their workout, but now he was cursing them as he tried to find a way to untie or otherwise undo Wren's top. Suddenly the thought of a shower was only a barrier between him and getting to partake of Wren's delicious flesh.
Wren
17 years ago
Wren melted into is kiss for a moment, until his seeking hands started in on her top. Gently she pushed back and smiled up at him.
"Come on." Her hand slid down into his. "Not in here, this floor is a bitch to clean."
With a chuckle she tugged on his hand and lead them to the bedroom. At some point they had decided that having two bedrooms was rather silly, so they'd put her bed into storage and were in the process of making the room into a library, she still kept her clothes in there as there just wasn't enough room in his for them, and no sense in making room.
With her back to Drev she undid the butterfly clasps at back and neck before tossing the top into the laundry, so that he could do it on his own the next time. She turned to face him, before stepping out of her pants and panties. "This is better."
She stepped into him and picked their kiss up where she had stopped it.
"Come on." Her hand slid down into his. "Not in here, this floor is a bitch to clean."
With a chuckle she tugged on his hand and lead them to the bedroom. At some point they had decided that having two bedrooms was rather silly, so they'd put her bed into storage and were in the process of making the room into a library, she still kept her clothes in there as there just wasn't enough room in his for them, and no sense in making room.
With her back to Drev she undid the butterfly clasps at back and neck before tossing the top into the laundry, so that he could do it on his own the next time. She turned to face him, before stepping out of her pants and panties. "This is better."
She stepped into him and picked their kiss up where she had stopped it.
Milazo
17 years ago
"Much better," he agreed as her lips found his again. He let himself wallow in the passion of her kiss.
"You forgot something, though," he said between kisses. He tilted his hips and pressed the bulge of his erection against her, reminding her that he was still locked away in the prison of his pants.
"You forgot something, though," he said between kisses. He tilted his hips and pressed the bulge of his erection against her, reminding her that he was still locked away in the prison of his pants.
Wren
17 years ago
"I forgot? Did your hands stop working?"
Chuckling she tugged on the drawstring that held his pants up and they fell to the floor in a black puddle. With a grin she spun on her toes and sashayed to the bed. She crawled up on the plush matress, and sat dead center.
"I want to watch the rest."
It didn't take him long to be naked and across the room, with a small leap and growl he was up on the bed with her. Wren let out a squeal as he pinned her to the bed, and tickled her sides. He stilled her laughter by putting his lips on hers and his hands on her body. Before long he had her writhing beneath him crying out for release. It came amidst screams in a huge crashing wave. And then he was inside of her. With ease he exchanged their places and Wren took them into another crashing wave of release.
She lowered her heaving body to his and gave a soft moan.
"Ok now I really need to shower."
Chuckling she tugged on the drawstring that held his pants up and they fell to the floor in a black puddle. With a grin she spun on her toes and sashayed to the bed. She crawled up on the plush matress, and sat dead center.
"I want to watch the rest."
It didn't take him long to be naked and across the room, with a small leap and growl he was up on the bed with her. Wren let out a squeal as he pinned her to the bed, and tickled her sides. He stilled her laughter by putting his lips on hers and his hands on her body. Before long he had her writhing beneath him crying out for release. It came amidst screams in a huge crashing wave. And then he was inside of her. With ease he exchanged their places and Wren took them into another crashing wave of release.
She lowered her heaving body to his and gave a soft moan.
"Ok now I really need to shower."
Milazo
17 years ago
"Yeah," Drev groaned as he kissed Wren and flexed weakly inside her. Their lovemaking never seemed to last long enough, and this time it felt like it had happened between breaths. He groaned again when she climbed off him. He followed her to the shower on protesting legs, where they leisurely washed the sweat from each others' body. Seeing and feeling Wren's naked body covered in slippery soap suds made the desire surge within him again, but the exertion from their workout and sex was catching up to him.
"What else do you want to do today?" Drev asked while they toweled off.
"What else do you want to do today?" Drev asked while they toweled off.
Wren
17 years ago
Wren gave a shrug, as she wrapped the towel around her body and tucked it between her breasts. "Watch a movie, play a game, take a nap."
She took up a wide toothed comb and began to smooth out the tangles in her hair. It was well past her shoulder blades now, since she hadn't cut it in over a year. "Maybe tonight we can go out on the town or something. There's a rendition of Cabaret at the big theater on the Strip, or we could take in a movie or something."
She put the comb to work on the other side of her head, then put in a volumizing moisturizer in it. She needed to do a couple of deep conditioning treatments on it, the sea and sun had pretty much fried her hair. It wasn't that bad, since she'd been careful to pamper it on their vacation, but almost two weeks of constant battering had taken its toll on the blue-black strands.
She took up a wide toothed comb and began to smooth out the tangles in her hair. It was well past her shoulder blades now, since she hadn't cut it in over a year. "Maybe tonight we can go out on the town or something. There's a rendition of Cabaret at the big theater on the Strip, or we could take in a movie or something."
She put the comb to work on the other side of her head, then put in a volumizing moisturizer in it. She needed to do a couple of deep conditioning treatments on it, the sea and sun had pretty much fried her hair. It wasn't that bad, since she'd been careful to pamper it on their vacation, but almost two weeks of constant battering had taken its toll on the blue-black strands.
Milazo
17 years ago
"A movie sounds like a good idea," Drev said, giving Wren's butt a playful swat as he left the bathroom, leaving the towel behind. "We'll have to see what's playing," he said from his bedroom. Drev chose a pair of black khakis and a midnight blue dress shirt. He left the shirt untucked and rolled the sleeves to the middle of his forearms. He carried a pair of black socks and thick-soled Doc Martens into the living room where he put them on while he looked up showtimes at the nearby theater.
Wren
17 years ago
She wound her hair into two braids behind her ears that, sat on her shoulders, ala Elly May Clampett. Chuckling at the comparison, she hung her towel, picked up Drev's and hung it as well. She did a quick eeny meeny on for or against make-up, ended up on against and left the bathroom.
In her bed room she pulled on blue lace panties and matching bra, a pair of low rise black linen slacks, and a fairy blue sweater that stoped just above her belly button. The two left a good two inches of skin exposed. She chose a pair of heeled pointed toe boots, and pulled a pair of trouser socks from her drawer before heading into the living room. She set them beside the couch for when they were ready to leave when she saw Drev with his shoes on.
"We're going now? But's it's two in the afternoon."
In her bed room she pulled on blue lace panties and matching bra, a pair of low rise black linen slacks, and a fairy blue sweater that stoped just above her belly button. The two left a good two inches of skin exposed. She chose a pair of heeled pointed toe boots, and pulled a pair of trouser socks from her drawer before heading into the living room. She set them beside the couch for when they were ready to leave when she saw Drev with his shoes on.
"We're going now? But's it's two in the afternoon."
Milazo
17 years ago
"What? No, we're not leaving now," Drev said, perplexed. He didn't think his having shoes on indicated he was about to leave. He showed her what was playing and when, and gave his opinion, but left it for Wren to decide.
She sat next to him, leaning forward on the couch to study the website. Drev leaned back and ran his hand up her spine. "Did you want to do something this afternoon, or should we hang around here and find different ways to pass the time?"
She sat next to him, leaning forward on the couch to study the website. Drev leaned back and ran his hand up her spine. "Did you want to do something this afternoon, or should we hang around here and find different ways to pass the time?"
Wren
17 years ago
"Oh good." Why he would have his shoes on, was beyond her, but then she was a barefoot kind of gal and took the things off as soon as she could and put them on at the last possible moment. She studied the red and yellow page of movie listings and took his opinion into consideration.
With a small snort she looked over her shoulder at him "You're insatiable, you know that?"
Grinning she returned her attention to the screen. They debated briefly and finally decided on a movie and Wren ordered tickets for the 8:00 show. With that done she pulled up itunes and started up a random set.
"We could play Scrabble."
With a small snort she looked over her shoulder at him "You're insatiable, you know that?"
Grinning she returned her attention to the screen. They debated briefly and finally decided on a movie and Wren ordered tickets for the 8:00 show. With that done she pulled up itunes and started up a random set.
"We could play Scrabble."
Milazo
17 years ago
"Naughty Scrabble?" He asked with a hopeful, but mischievous smile. "What? How can you blame me when you wear clothes that just make me want to rip them off?" His hand snuck under her shirt so that he could keep in contact with her skin. "Going to Jamaica didn't help, either. Y'know, if you keep going like this, you're going to be too sexy for me to handle. I'll have to break up with you and find an uglier girl."
Wren
17 years ago
Wren had pulled up a restaurant guide and was flipping through it. She looked back over her shoulder again. "Yeah, that'll happen." She rolled her eyes at him. "You picked this sweater, so don't blame me. You also spirited me off to Jamaica, can I help it if the sun became my best friend. Though I do admit I find the tan sexy. Maybe I should look into baking my ovaries at a tanning salon to keep it up."
She turned back to the computer screen. "Italian, Greek or American?" She clicked a few more times. "Hmm, a new Thai place opened up down by Enzo's, so it's bound to be good. I don't know if I'm up for Thai food though."
She turned back to the computer screen. "Italian, Greek or American?" She clicked a few more times. "Hmm, a new Thai place opened up down by Enzo's, so it's bound to be good. I don't know if I'm up for Thai food though."