She looked so vulnerable standing next to him, so forlorn and scared that the handsome young husband was surprised to find himself suddenly enfolding her supple form in his arms and embracing her tenderly.

"Tim… oh, Tim darling," she whispered as she pressed her head against his muscular chest. "I don't want you to go away angry at me. I love you so much."

"And I love you too, honey…" The scent of her perfume filled his nostrils like a potent aphrodisiac, heightened because of his wine-sodden state. How good it was to hold her close like this and to feel the firmly rounded mounds of her breasts pressed against his lithe body. His arms circled her petite frame and, to the tipsy young husband, it was like holding a delicious bundle of female delight in his arms. It would be so nice, he thought, so nice to have a really good fuck before I leave. He wanted to take her to the heights of pleasure and burst through the wall of defensiveness and fear that kept her locked in her tower of terror.

Why not? he thought. Why not try it another time? She seems willing, and God knows I want her.

Slowly he began to increase the ardor of his embrace, to hold her tighter and kiss her lightly on the hair. Then he took her face in his hands and with infinite tenderness he bent down and kissed her warm pliant lips, trying to communicate the love and male passion he felt for his beautiful bride. To his delight she responded openly, lovingly to his kiss, and it confirmed his intention to try once more to make love to his ravishing wife before he left. Slowly, still holding her in an ardent kiss, he let his hand travel gently down the tapering line of her back until it came to rest on the curving half-moons of her buttocks, covered by the thin cotton of her dress. His palm slid across the light material and he became pleasantly excited as he traced the outlines of her tight panties beneath the dress encasing her firm rounded ass-cheeks. His passion mounted as Susan made no attempt to pull away from his sensual caress. His penis began to stiffen in the tight sports slacks he wore and pressed hotly against his thigh as it grew thicker and longer by the minute.