We spend a few days in Mexico where John continues to impress me with his Spanish skills. Everyone we meet seems impressed to, since not only does he Speak very good Spanish, but he actually could pass for a native.

Next stop is Japan, where we are immersed in an intense cultural experience that’s nothing like Mexico.

“I miss John Junior,” I say to John, while we’re picking at some Sushi. John doesn’t speak Japanese and neither do I (not even a couple words), so there’s no way to tell what in the world we’ve ordered except to try it. John goes first, diving in with his chop sticks, and making a strange face as he takes his first bite.

“I’m just kidding,” he says, his face returning to normal. “It’s actually pretty good. I still don’t know what the hell it is, but it’s pretty good. But, yeah, Sarah, I miss him too. Maybe we can talk to him tonight on the computer.”

“That’d be great,” I say. “The times might line up so that it’s morning over there. I hope he’s not giving my mom too much trouble.”

“I think we should be more worried about your mother giving John Junior too much trouble,” says John.

I laugh. “But she’s so different with him,” I say. “She was never, ever like that with me.”

“I wish my parents were still alive to meet him,” says John, an unusually sad look appearing on his face.

“I’m sorry I never got to meet them,” I say. “I never hear you talk about them ever.”

John shrugs his shoulders. “They died when I was very young. I grew up with my grandmother who died the day I graduated college.”

“Wow,” I say. “That must have been really tough. I can’t believe you haven’t told me about all that before…” I mean, it’s not as if he’s never mentioned it. I knew the gist of it. It’s kind of amazing to me what you can learn about someone even after two years of marriage.

Mexico, Japan, and France turn out all to be fantastic in their own way. We return back home to Manhattan and John Junior greets us happily. He had a great time staying with my mother, which I still find hard to believe. But, what can I say, she’s a lot better with him than just about anyone else on the planet. Everyone else, including myself and John, seem to ignore her to no ends.

That night, John and I talk seriously about our trip, after we’ve put John Junior to bed of course.

“It was so nice to get out of the city,” I say. “I mean, I’ve always felt that New York City was one of the most cosmopolitan cities on the planet. And I guess I thought that meant that I’d already traveled everyone in the world… When in reality, I’d never been on a plane before.

“I love travel,” says John. “I think it shows your parts of your personality that you’ve never known before… It can change everyone for the better. It can make you into who you need to be.”

“I’d already heard things like that,” I say. “But I never had the luxury to take off work and travel the world.”

“Well now you do,” says John.

“I no longer work at the bank,” I say. “Thanks to you and all your money. But you can’t just leave work, can you? And I can’t just leave you to go travel the world without you? And Johnny’s got to be here for school.”

“Well,” says John. “I was thinking about this a lot on the plane ride back. I think it’s time that I start taking a smaller role in the company. I’ve always said that I can’t do it because too many people rely on me for jobs… But it’s not entirely true. Someone else can run the company… Jeff is really good at what he does, for instance. There are a lot of people who, if I put them together in a team, could do what I do. It’s just really hard for me to leave the company that I built with my own hands.”

I nod sympathetically. “I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to, though,” I say. “If you don’t want to leave the company…”

“I do, though,” says John. “It’s time. I think I’ve made all the money we’ll ever need in a hundred lifetimes. And I’ve learned all I can about the business… Maybe the three of us could go traveling. John Junior is going to have at least three more years before he needs to start kindergarten. We could spend those three years traveling.”

My face breaks into a huge smile. “That’d be crazy,” I say. But I can’t stop smiling.

“I know,” says John. “It’s be completely crazy. But it’d be a hell of an adventure. It’d be really, really fun. Probably really, really hard. But also really interesting. Maybe the most interesting thing we’ve ever done. Imagine, a family of three traveling the world constantly…”

“It’d be a great way for John Junior to grow up,” I say. “Imagine all the experiences he’ll have by the time he enters kindergarten! And he could end up learning a couple extra languages, the way you know Spanish. You know how good kids are at learning languages, don’t you?”

John nods. “Yeah, they say that at his age it’ll be incredibly easy for him to pick up. He could easily learn one language a year if we stick to countries that have the same language…”

“Maybe you and I could learn some extra language too,” I say. “It’s something that’s on my bucket list.”

John laughs. “It’s too early for us to have bucket lists,” he says. “Our lives are just beginning.”

“That’s so sweat,” I say, giving him a kiss. “I like the way that sounds. Just beginning…”

“Imagine the possibilities,” says John. “It’ll just take me a couple months to break free of work, and then in let’s say four months, we could be anywhere in the world. Where do you want to go?”

“Fiji!” I say, responding instantly. “I don’t know why, but the name has always stuck in my memory.”

“Fiji it is then!” says John, in a comically grandiose way, waving his arms about dramatically.

“Seriously?” I say. “You’re really going to leave the business and Manhattan behind?’

“Yeah,” says John. “I want to spend more time with you and John Junior.”

“You’re so sweet,” I say, kissing him on the mouth.

John’s strong hands being caressing my body, and soon they’re under my nightgown on my breasts.

John moves my night gown aside so that my breasts pop out. He takes them in his hands and begins sucking on my very, very erect nipples.

“Oh, John,” I say, beginning to moan.

“I want you so much,” says John. “I need you right now.”

“I need you too,” I say. “I need you inside me.”

“First I need to taste you,” says John.

Well, how am I going to say no to that?

John keeps his hands on my breasts, massaging them and rubbing them, while he slides down my body, and his head is now between my legs.

He’s gotten even better than ever at this… The pleasure is intense, and I come quickly…not to mention hard.

And by coming hard, I mean the orgasm rocks me like a tidal wave. I forget momentarily where I am. The only thing I know for sure right now is that John’s head is between my legs.

“Oh my God!” I cry out.

When the orgasm has finally died down enough for me to speak, I tell John to get inside me quickly. “I need your thick cock deep inside me,” I say.

John obeys. He always sleeps naked, so it’s not like he needs to fish his cock out from anywhere.

His cock still surprises me every time. For one thing, it’s larger than almost all other cocks. It’s also more beautiful…

But there’s no time to behold it now. Right now, I want it deep inside me, and that’s exactly where John puts it.

He rides me slow at first, and now hard and fast. Very hard. Very fast.

John’s grunting with the effort and it’s still the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard on the whole planet. I’m moaning and we both come together, John’s cock pumping me full of his thick delicious seed.

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