"So you are telling me your roots are French and Dutch, right?" Timothy asked  her relieved after Jude narrated in details about her family's roots, realizing lastly there's almost nothing in common that she shares with Ms. Mars. It was like a disillusioned dilemma in solving a mystery.

"Mhm. Exactly!" She replied gamely as a grin saturated across her lips. "But that doesn't compensates my firm Boston accent." Jude scoffed as a light chuckle escaped the top of her lungs. Meanwhile Timothy joined her. 

"Oh." He was incapable of halting his laughter though he conformed his decibels. Afterward he took a sip of the lukewarm champagne, consequently leaving its glass of champagne on the coffee table. "Either my British one." He said mockingly.

"You are not even American but you have such firm and velvety British accent." She paused as her grin turned into a smug smirk, concealing her teeth. "But guess how I would describe it!" She arched mischievously an eyebrow, approaching him slowly as she shifted her bare legs down from the soft leather's sofa spot to the ground as her manicured in ravishing red toe nails, contacted the pleasantly cold wooden floor. 

Timothy's humble smile re-formed into a gamely smirk as soon as his wife got closer to him, their bodies barely sharing centimetres proximity as their faces were inches away from one another. Jude's hazel eyes were filled with sheer lust, love and indisputable desire. She knew right away what she wanted. Whilst his chocolate eyes met her, recognizing exactly what elements glistened in these hazel pools. He swallowed a lump in his throat as she cupped his cheek in her warm, elegant hand, her eyes almost pleaded him.

"Sexy!" She murmured as her plump, naturally rosy-coloured lips trembled like guitar strings after uttering the paradoxal word. It was peculiarly apparent she was aroused to listen to his voice as her folds were already soaked. Since it's their special night together after putting their children to sleep. Why don't they use the opportunity to spend it like its their first romantic night like a young-spirited, vital couple? As Timothy heard by the way she complimented his accent, his crouch got already braced as his slacks were the sole issue. He was about to pick up the champagne glass as Jude's hand reached for his mammoth that held the glass, guiding it to his slightly moisten lips, nodding her head as she watched him in awe by the way she enforced the sip to turn in a gulp as he opened his mouth, letting the alcoholic liquor entrance his mouth. 

At last but not least, he put the emptied glass in a gulp on the coffee table, licking a bit on circles his champagne-stained lips.

***

"Mommy?" Johnny exclaimed his mother as he noted his still awake mother, sitting and reading in the queen-sized bed one of her book drafts, a future project that will be published and distributes in every bookstore. She didn't take her chocolate eyes off the paper pages, checking the book eventually for mistakes. Howsoever, it didn't mean she hasn't heard her son's exclaimation. "I have trouble sleeping." He furthered.

Then she left the book on the nightstand by her side, turning to Johnny as she faced him, cupping his face in her both warm, smooth hands as their chocolate eyes met along. She sensed right away something out of its depth. Her son even mentioned it. Having trouble with slumbering.

"I know, sweetheart. Because Mommy has almost every night this issue either too." She simply explained to him without hesitancy as she comprehended what bothered him. "But you will be alright because you need some extra good night sleep." She reassured him with her soft voice as the heating summer nights were tremendously problematic to the single mother and her sole child. Johnny had already being lectured by his mother what actually meant the extra good night sleep as she explained to him in details the positive and negative sides of sleeping. Fortunately, she had discussed with him such important issue that has being encountered by millions of people daily. 

"But I cannot sleep. It's too hot." The young boy complained. 

"It's okay, honey!" Lana pulled him a tight and warm hug to comfort him as he clasped his arms around his mother's back, his head buried in her bosom. After they broke off the hug, she withdrawn as she readjusted her sitting posture as she shifted her hand down to his head, fondling it as she ran her fingers through his dark hair. "Just try to ignore the summer heat as you think about something that cheers you up and you will be okay." 

"Okay, Mommy!" He took her advice as she leant down to peck his cheeks and forehead so that to not disappoint him and leave him unloved just like his first three years of his life. "Good night!" He felt encouraged to fall asleep alternatively after an ordinary, nevertheless, loving and soothing hug and kisses.

"Good night, sweetheart!"

***

As Briarcliff demolished with every passing week, month even year, it didn't stopped Father McKenzie to work and administrates the mental institution. 

When all inmates were already in their cells and sleeping peacefully as they felt like it's their final day to live, sleep, breath and their hearts to pound in their chests after plenty of disgusting, nauseating drugs and medicaments that deteriorated their stability and health conditions, the young priest was in his austere, lukewarm office where he checked some inmates' files as he took a drag off his regular cigarette as he didn't want to be pertubed. 

The heat wasn't that vexing issue as much as the inmates' walfare and pretentions though the monsignor didn't bother even to care about the issues. He ignored their objections about colder climate than the nocturnal outdoors. He acted like they were mere strangers who disapprove the president's future laws that will be enforced extremely soon in the constitution. 

A smug smirk stilled across his lips as he checked one of the patients' files. It was actually one of the nuns who wasn't recently institutionalized in Briarcliff. She was midst the fewer nuns that got along with Jude though the blonde was no longer part of the madhouse for years. 

***

After the final champage gulp was swallowed, then Jude ferociously assaulted Timothy's still champage-stained lips as their wet lips pressed on each other's, closing their eyes as Jude straddled him, her arms thrown around his neck as his dangled around her waist, his fingertips lingering her satin short casual white sundress as his forehead rested against her. As they deepend the kiss and their oxygen plummeted, their kisses grew vigorous and more sensual as their wet tongues commenced dueling against one another as his hand moved up from her waist to her hair, tied in a lazy bun, untying it swiftly as her mane of glossy wavy golden hair fell down like a waterfall, cascading down her stark shoulders, running his fingers through her light hair, thereafter she tugged his shirt, undoing its buttons and tossing it on the floor. 

Meanwhile he delicately pushed down her sundress's thin straps, peeling slowly her arms' creamy skin as she got off her sundress. He was mesmerized to discover she was braless and wear silky red knickers. As their naked torses pressed against one another, Jude's erected nipples rubbed against his toned chest's flesh as her hands moved down to his slacks as she cocked up her head, allowing his luscious lips to glide from her lips through her jawline as it peaked on her neck, peppering feather and light kisses at first as his kisses grew fiercely aggresive as Jude's moans that escaped firstly the top of her lungs then her lips, were sultry and passionate. Her passionate cries diffused quickly in the living room like sensual echoes as her hand held his head. 

"Timothy, that feels so good! Please...don't...stop!" She evoked breathlessly with fevered voice, unable to resist the lovely neck kisses and nibbing. In the interim, she was more than aroused as he was, unbuckling the pants' belt as she unzipped his slacks, dragging them off his hips until they pooled his ankles, pulling them from his ankles as Jude tossed them with the rest of scattered garments, bluntly thrown out. 

He heard her sensual pleas as it stimulated his courage and motivation to please her with neck kisses as his lips slithered from her neck to her stark chest as he pulled off her knickers as she rode his lap, feeling his hard manhood against her pubic bone. As his lips met her erected nipple, cupping the other full, round breast in his colossal hand as her adroit fingers pulled down his boxers' waistband until she chucked them with the following garments and lingerie, his cock springed up as it poked her hard clit, her legs wrapped around his waist as he circled his tongue around her areola, his lips sucking her nipple as her erotical groans didn't stop. In the meantime, she moved one of her hands to her core as her middle finger kneaded slowly, then quickly on circles her clit as her other one grabbed his manhood, teasing it as much as she could as her thumb brushed the tip of his member. They were unable to control their moans of pleasure. Jude couldn't take it anymore as she needed the crying need of him inside her. 

"I just want you already to fuck me!" Her muffled moan rang in his ears as she begged, re-adjusting her position as his tongue glided from her erected nipple as it licked all the way down to her core as his hands traveled down all over her torso, sensing his fingertips touching silkily her milky skin. 

Eventually she wrapped her arms around his neck as her hands moved up to his head, holding it as his tongue teased her hard core, licking it on circles as his fingers began working by rubbing her hard clit with a thumb, sucking it and nipped it, her breathless moans escaped the top of her lungs. Meanwhile she bucked her hips as it his tongue and fingers work on her core as he plugged a few fingers inside her damp core, thrust in and out as her pleasurable screams collided like radioactive waves in the walls. She verged her climax as his fingers immersed in her juices, in the meantime he planted kisses around her core.

"Oooh, fuck, Timothy! More, please!" She pleaded, begging for more as his eyes darkened as his head was still between her legs. He furthered to thrust in and out his inserted fingers inside her core as he increased his pace until her juices gummed on his fingertips.

Timothy took off his fingers from her core as he raised his torso as Jude laid on her back on the couch, positioning herself as he was on top of her, pinning her body as Jude guided his member in her entrance, sensing his member, filling inside her as she needed to catch her breath as he licked his fingers slowly, greedily, sensing her juices walzing in his esophagus like the dance of death. They took their time to admire one another's face as smirks flashed across their lips. Then he clasped his arms around her hips as he pulled her to him, starting with slow, painful thrusts as he increased his pace as Jude mustered as she sensed the immense pleasure that overtook her body. She rotated violently her hips. They were beyond ecstatic and excited. His hand moved up from her waist as it traveled up and down her body as she pawed her both breasts, squeezing them. They were near the edge of their climaxes as their moans sashayed in the room like werewolves' growls.

"Oooh!" Timothy wreathed as he looked down at Jude's sweaty body as her eyes were tightly shut, enjoying the sight of her naked body, face and her bouncing tits, besides her groans of pleasure. "I am coming!" 

"Oooh! Not yet, honey! Please, don't stop!"

"I will do whatever you tell me, babydoll! Just tell me right away!" He intercepted as it took him seconds to utter each word as his mouth was capable to evoke syllables and vowels. 

She just nodded her head. "I want it faster and harder." Jude insisted. Afterwards he increased his pace as he did what she ordered him.

"Dirty talk to me!"

"You are so beautiful!"

"More!" She yelled obstreperously.

"Your pussy tastes so good. The juices are driving me crazy." 

Her folds moistened more and more as her juices flooded his cock. 

"More!" Their climaxes approached quite soon.

"You are a sexy beast!" 

"Ooooh!" They screamed in pleasure as his final thrust planted his seed inside her core as they reached their climaxes at last. "Fuck!" She muttered huskily. 

Afterwards Timothy collapsed on Jude as his sweaty chest pressed on hers as he plugged off his member out of her core as his face was scarcely an inch away from her. He pressed his lips on her as her threw his strong, muscular arms around her neck, a hand of his shifted up to the back of her head, playing with her soft, untamed honey hair, meantime her arms were around his neck, running her thin, dashing fingers through his chestnut straight hair. Subsequently they deepened the kiss as their tongues started dancing against each other as he bit her bottom lip. Hence, they broke off the kiss as they panted heavily looking at one another's faces as they admired their facial features, smiling mischievously.

"I love you so much, darling!"

"I love you more than anything, rare bird!"

To be continued...