Confessions

Sara sat there with her arms still around Grissom. “Can I be truthful, Griss?” Sara asked.

There was panic in his eyes. She doesn’t want to marry me. What was I thinking? He hung his head. “Sure, Sara.” He hesitated.

She picked his head up so she could see his eyes. “Sweetie.” She spoke softly as she kissed his face. “What’s wrong?”

He spoke slowly. “You don’t want to marry me…do you?”

“Griss, Why would you think that? After everything we have been through?”

“You said you wanted to be truthful.”

“Yes, I do. But, not like that. Griss, I’m afraid you are stuck with me.” She smiled. “I wanted to tell you that I heard you talking to the baby. I thought I heard you mention marriage but I figured it was in my dreams.” She kissed him softly then, released him, walked around the table and sat in his lap. “This is better than a dream…. it’s a dream come true. I have never been happier.”

“Really?” He asked.

“Really, now let me show you.” She smiled coyly. “I would love to make love to my fiancé. Do you think he would mind?”

“I don’t think he would. In fact I think he would love that almost as much as he loves you.”

Sara stood up and offered him her hand. “You coming?” She asked. He stood up and followed her.

Sara felt like she was seventeen all over again. She had butterflies in her stomach. It wasn’t as if they had never done this before but this was different. This was the first time they would make love as an engaged couple and she wanted it to be special. I should consult my book. Sara jumped up and ran to the bathroom. She bent down under the cabinet and picked up her Big Book of Sex Positions. She sat Indian Style on the toilet and cracked the book open. She wanted it to be special for both of them. Positions to climax together…that’s what I want. How will I break this to Grissom? Will he be ok with it? She was hesitant. She walked back out with her book in hand.

“Griss?” She hesitantly asked.

“What can I do for you my sweet?” He cooed.

“I was watching a program on sex, on the TV.” He looked at her puzzled. “They suggested this book.” She held it up. “I was wondering if you wanted to try something out from it?”

“What would you suggest?”

“I was thinking we could try something that would give us simultaneous climaxes.” She grinned. “They suggest the C.A.T. position.”

“The what?” She was sure he was picturing cats and it made her giggle.

“The C.A.T. position. It stands for coital alignment technique.”

He was noticeably confused. “How do we do that?”

“The book has step by step instructions that will walk us through it. Wanna try it?”

He nodded. “I guess,”

“I don’t think we should waste our time together. I want some foreplay first, mister!” She was laughing.

He leaned in and kissed her. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” He slid his hand under her shirt. No Bra? He lifted her shirt off over her head. He softly kissed the flesh there. Sara moaned. He placed her on the bed. The book fell to the floor. He slowly removed her pants, teasing her as he did so.

“You are so bad!” Sara purred.

He grinned as he kissed her again. “So, how do we do this?” He asked.

“Well first you need to be naked, Mister.” Sara joked.

She rolled him over so she was straddling him. She disrobed him, teasing him all the way. Breathlessshe choked. “To do this I need to be on bottom.”

He flipped her over looking into her eyes and asked, “Now what?”

Sara read: “Step 1: Assume the missionary position. After foreplay, partners begin CAT in the standard missionary position. You should be on top, resting your weight on your elbows, and her knees should be slightly bent and raised. Go ahead and penetrate, but don't thrust.”

Grissom couldn’t help but laugh. “It is a bit in-depth isn’t it?”

“Yes, but it is worth it. Or so they say.” She smiled.

He penetrated but didn’t thrust, just like it said. He was resting on his elbows. “What’s next?”

Sara read: “Step 2: Sidle up. Now it gets a little tricky. You're going to slide forward, so that you're "riding high" with your pelvis slightly above hers. The base of your penis should also be pushing against her mons veneris, the little mound from which her pubic hair grows. "The base of the penis is an erogenous zone in its own right," says Eichel; "constant pressure on it will provide a wonderful prostatic sensation, a soft melting feeling."”
Sara laughed a little. “You ready cowboy?” Just then the baby cried. “Guess not.” Sara joked.
He collapsed on her. Giving her a soft kiss he asked, “To be continued?”
Sara smiled as he headed to check on Jilly. Grissom returned a few minutes later with the baby in tow. “I think you will be of more service to her.” He laughed. “Someone is hungry and we're out of milk.”
Sara took the baby in her arms. “Come here Jilly-Bug. Mommy will feed you.”
Grissom lay beside them as Sara nursed the baby. He snuggled in close to Sara.
After nearly a half hour the baby was asleep. “You gonna take her to her bed?” Sara asked.
“Can she stay here? I want to sleep with both of the ladies in my life.” Grissom asked.
“Sure, if that’s what you want.” Sara was willing to trade the previous experience for this one. They lay cuddled in the bed with the baby between them. She couldn’t be happier.