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[kent_whitman]

Though my soul may set in darkness, It will rise in perfect light. I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

Saturday Night, June 2nd
The Mayor's office, then elsewhereThe day started out fine enough; a bright, sunny day filled with promise and no real obligations. Wanda wanted to wake early enough to go to the market to talk

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[mistresswanda]

My head is spinning. The day was gone by in a blur of checking records, having Toby see if permits were filed, assuring people that it's just a carnival even if I know it's not, and drafting a letter to send over to their management. Toby ran it over about three hours ago, and only returned just recently. When I pressed him to tell me what the managers said, he just blinked at me, shook his head and muttered something about being tired. I sent him home with a smile and many more questions in my head than I have answers.

Tomorrow I should go over there. If Nu is still there, or Zann, maybe they can fill me in or take me to their managers. The people there are not bad; it's like any town. There are a few bad apples, but most every one I met---

"Madame Mayor, I believe quitting time was several hours ago. Racking up the overtime on the tax payers dime, are we?"I look up and smile at my husband. "Of course Mr. Whitman." I say in a equally mock serious tone. "How else am I to afford all my fabulous clothes?" Laugh a little

[kent_whitman]

I can tell she's done with working by the way she teases back and stretches out. Yes, she needs saving from her mayoral responsibilities, and badly.

"Shall I assume since you needed to come and fetch me that I have been here far too long today?"

"Well, you did miss lunch, dinner, bath time, and strawberries for dessert." Watch her wince a little, so I cross the room to perch on the desk in front of her. "So I thought I would come over and make sure you did not miss happy hour." Wave the bottle I have in my hand and give her a lazy grin.

[mistresswanda]

Things were going well until today; I thought with summer coming I would have more time to spend with my family, but here I am in my office and missing out on an entire day. Damn you Excolo; if we could just leave---

"So I thought I would come over and make sure you did not miss happy hour."

There's a bottle and a smile, and suddenly my guilt recedes into the back of my mind. It's not gone, but it's not prevalent any longer. "I don't deserve you, but I'm awfully glad you're mine." I sigh and hoist myself out of my chair to wrap my arms around his neck. I lean in and kiss him, soft and light... at first. It does not remain that way for long. Before long my hands are tangled in his hair as he crushes me against his body and kisses me hard enough to make me dizzy.

"So... was the plan to come in here, ply me with liquor and then ravage me on my own desk?" I whisper in his ear rather breathlessly.

[kent_whitman]

I see the emotions as they flicker and recede within her eyes, and as my Wanda rises, she says something about not deserving me. I would scold her for her self-depreciation but my arms are suddenly full of my wife and her lips are against mine and...

Time slips away as it always does when we kiss. With the other few women that I tried to date, kissing them never felt like this. I think that is when I knew there could be no other of me.

"So... was the plan to come in here, ply me with liquor and then ravage me on my own desk?"

"Oh, I hadn't thought of that," I reply casually even as I swing around throw her down, gently of course, on her desk. Wanda gasps aloud, then laughs in delight. And it is a tempting thought; what with her sprawled out amongst her papers, hair wild and thrown everywhere. But it was not my original plan.

"Maybe next time, wife." I laugh and pull her back up to a standing position. "I had a better idea. Take a walk with me?" I hold out my hand in invitation, a smile at the corners of my lips.

[mistresswanda]

.......

The candles have long since gutted out by the time Kent eases his body off mine and lays himself alongside me, but it is of little matter; for my eyes have adjusted. The night closed in on us long ago, cloaking us in midnight's shadows. Above us, the stars blink and twinkle in time to the song that the cosmos sings, and the first of the season's fireflies answer their celestial cousin's call as best they can. The crickets chip, and the soft, night breeze sighs through the grasses.
I roll onto my side to study my husband. His breathing is almost back to normal, and I lay my hand on his chest. I can feel his heart beating under my hand as his chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. His eyes are open, sated with the stars reflected in them, and a smile graces his lips. I trace his lips with a fingertip, and captures my hand to lay a kiss in my palm.

It feels like we are the only two people in the world right now and moreover it feels so right... I am rather unprepared for the sudden, overwhelming rush of emotion

[kent_whitman]

We shall have to move soon. Eventually. Cannot stay away all night... most of it, but not all. For now... I am content to lie here and stare at the sky and listen to the soft breathing of my wife. Which, admitted, is a much quieter sound than the ones she was keening to the heavens just a few minutes ago. Just the memory of it brings a smile to my lips.

Wanda's fingertips ghost across my mouth and with a chuckle I take her hand and kiss it. Another few minutes. By then I might be able to---

"So this is what it feels like to be completely and utterly happy." Wanda's soft voice breaks into my thoughts. I turn on my side and prop myself up to look into her eyes. Very gently, I reach up to touch a tear shimmering at the corner of her eye, and wipe it away. In another lifetime, before I became--- me, there is a memory; I-we-He... asked her that once. What made her happy. She became sad because she did not know

[mistresswanda]

The kiss is a long, sweet thing. It does not turn heated; but it has a promise all it's own. Of a future, and security, and above all that; love.

When we finally pull away, I lay my head against his shoulder and smile up at him. "You keep kissing me like that, the grin will need to be surgically removed from my face." I inform Kent, and give him a hug. "But thank you, for reminding me that it's okay to be happy. I forget that sometimes."

[kent_whitman]

I can't help but laugh and kiss the top of her head. "Nah... you are adorable when you smile. You will just have to find a way to be intimidating and stern while grinning like a idiot." The idea of her telling off disgruntled townsfolk with that giddy smile she gets is a highly amusing one.

"But thank you, for reminding me that it's okay to be happy. I forget that sometimes."

"No, you forget that quite a lot." My voice is gentle as I correct her, but there is no condemnation in it. "You spend so much time being a strong, determined woman that you forget to relax, and to enjoy life." I manage to rise and draw her up with me.

Here we are, stark naked in the middle of a field where there is a possibility of being discovered, and yet I could care less. Her and I together like this seems like the most natural thing in the world.

"Promise me, Wanda. That you will take time to smile, to laugh, to just be happy?" I ask her, taking her hands in mine as I look down into her eyes.