Stuart and Ailene lay naked in bed together. Stuart was lightly tracing his fingers over all the lovely curves of Ailene's body; her breasts, hips, buttocks, shoulders, neck. His hand drew nigh her curl covered sex and Ailene spread her legs to grant him access to her soft folds.

"Fencing has done well for you, my Lady. There is a firmness under the softness that wasn't there before. And if my memory serves, you might be tighter now than on our marriage night when I took your virginity. It seems the exercise is good for more than your arms and legs."

Ailene purred. "You think so, Stuart?"

"Aye, when you...