Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 03 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 03

... luxurious red hair and sparkling green eyes, Scarlett was both gorgeous and innocently exotic. She had a carefree spirit and a warm, friendly persona that fit seamlessly with the other ladies in our relationship. At the shopping center, Scarlett was dressed in a pair of hip-hugging blue jeans and a button-down twill jacket, its color brown. It was a casual piece with a clever striped lining that gave the appearance of a separate hoodie underneath a simple jacket, but it was actually a single item. A drawstring clinched the striped jersey hood over top of Scarlett's head, keeping her warm. The Norwegian valkyrie also had on a pair of black suede sneakers with 2.6" wedges hidden in them, giving her a modest boost in height. Bright neon pink laces provided a feminine touch, as well as a striking contrast to her entire outfit. And... that voice. Undoubtedly one of Scarlett's most amazing features was simply the sound of her voice. It was so sultry and erotic that shivers literally went down my spine every time that she spoke. Husky but not smoky, deep but not masculine, breathy but not raspy, along with a definite foreign flavor mixed in. It was absolute, pure perfection. "What did you get?" I asked, taking the bag from her and adding it to the other two I was carrying (like a gentleman). "I bought a travel tote for Devon which I think she will like, and a contour kit for Lindsay." "A contour kit?" "Makeup, Jeremy," she informed me. "Mascara. I also got some energy pills and ...

... nutritional supplements for Trish. I think I will give them to her tomorrow for her birthday." "Are you done gift shopping? Or do you want to walk around the mall some more and do some exploring?" "I like exploring." "Anything for my wife," I chuckled, peeling back her hoodie, then hooking my arm around hers. We began walking down the aisleway. "How long have we been married again?" "10 years?" she giggled, shrugging it off. "Our honeymoon was phenomenal!" "Now you are being silly, Jeremy." Needless to say, Scarlett proceeded to receive quite a few stares from men who were obviously dumbstruck by her beauty. Who could blame them? Her eyes were huge and inquisitive; a leafy green that could leave anyone spellbound. Her nose finished in a knob that blended in well with the rest of her physical features. Her cheekbones were hearty but not too severe, those moist, pouty lips were simply epic, and her teeth were glistening white but somewhat crooked along the bottom, which lent a minor blemish to a face that may otherwise have been too perfect to be true. "Why don't you pick out something for yourself?" was my suggestion. "I'll buy you whatever you want." "Oh, I'm fine," she assured me, before coming up to a cardboard cut-out of Carrie Underwood - the famous country music singer - in the display window of an entertainment store. "That is the American celebrity that Lindsay has such a big crush on? Pretty girl." When I nodded my head at her, Scarlett smiled softly. "Thought so. I know ...