Reciprocity

CHAPTER 17

Lila was not the woman I knew. No, the woman before me was a little girl—wide-eyed, smiling, full of bouncing, hyper energy and wonder.

We were starting out our trip in the Magic Kingdom bright and early. Her attention was all over the place as she took in Main Street. When we were almost to the end, I pulled the map from my back pocket.

I didn’t even get to ask where she wanted to go before she nearly tugged my arm out of the socket and I tripped over my feet, almost face-planting onto the stone below. Her pace was almost a run, her gaze fixed on one thing in front of her. She was practically dragging me on her quest.

When I looked up, I saw what had her so excited—Cinderella’s Castle. It was the iconic Disney view. She blew past people, only to stop in front of it and stare. I wrapped my arms around her waist and stood behind her, cradling her against my chest.

“It’s so pretty.” Her voice was low, reverent almost.

I nodded against her shoulder. It was what had given me the idea in the first place—the Cinderella story. Lila mentioned in the past how it was her favorite growing up. It wasn’t until we were standing in front of it that I was reminded how much she lost out on growing up with her father.

We probably stood there for a half an hour, Lila soaking it in, memorizing every detail. The chiming of a bell seemed to wake her up and remind her where we were. She straightened and grabbed my hand before turning and taking off again.

“Someone excited?” I laughed as I took an extra step to catch up. Her head was bouncing around everywhere, trying to take everything in at once, but I wondered if she could absorb anything with as fast as she was going.

She slowed and gave me a sheepish grin. “Sorry.”

I shook my head. “No, Honeybear, don’t be sorry. Be happy.”

“I am happy.” She pulled me close for a quick kiss. “You have no idea what this means to me.”

We walked around, heading through Adventureland and stopping to watch people on the Aladdin ride. “What does it mean?”

She stepped back and headed toward the Pirates of the Caribbean ride. “I don’t remember much about my mom, but I do remember she had a jar above the fridge with money in it.” I was surprised at the mention of her mom—Lila never had any stories. I’d often wondered if she remembered her at all. “Every time she put any in she would look at me and say, ‘We’re getting closer to Disney.’ I would pick up every piece of change I found on the ground and give it to her to add.”

“How close were you?”

She shrugged. “Who knows. She died before we got to go, and I was sent to—”

“The bastard asshole motherfucker.”

She elbowed me and glared. “Sssh!”

“What?”

“We’re in Dinseyworld.”

I smirked at her scolding me like it was the most obvious answer and held up my right hand. “I will attempt to refrain from cussing out loud for the duration of our time in the park.”

She smiled at me and linked her fingers with mine.

A little while later, we were done with one ride and climbing onto Splash Mountain. The faux log swayed as I stepped on, and I held my hand out to help Lila on. She leaned her head on my shoulder, her arms tangled around mine, as we began moving.

I couldn’t help but stare down at her chest and the view I had of her soft breasts.

“What?” She grinned, her brow quirking, knowing exactly what I was looking at.

I shook my head. “Nothing.”

“It’s not nothing, so what is it?” She prodded my side with her finger.

I leaned, trying to get away. “You’re wearing a white shirt.”

“And?” Her brow scrunched.

“We’re going on Splash Mountain.”

“And?” She was so fucking adorable when she was confused. I grinned at her and licked my lips. Her eyes widened. “Oh.”

I slipped my hand up her thigh and squeezed as we took off.

Full-blown giggling filled my ears as we twisted, turned, and dipped, followed by a high-pitched scream along with my own yell as we plummeted down the final hill. She was laughing as the ride slowed down, and we took stock of our water-soaked, dripping bodies.

After exiting, I looked down and groaned—her white tank top was thoroughly soaked and giving me a nice show of her sexy little bra. I pulled her close, grabbing her ass as I pushed my tongue into her mouth.

Surprise filled her eyes, her cheeks turning pink.

I leaned down, my lips ghosting her ear. “Tonight I’m going to get you wet in a whole other way.” Keeping to my promise of no spoken cuss words, I adjusted what I wanted to say. “I’m going to eat you out, stick my fingers inside you, and suck on your nipples until you’re begging me to stop. If you’re lucky, I’ll stick my man meat in you and thrust until we both come undone.”

I smirked down at her as I pulled back. Her eyes were heavy, mouth open, and her face was flush—all her telltale signs of arousal.

“How about a picture, you two?”

I looked up to find a park photographer holding up a camera. “Sure.” I stroked her cheek with my finger. “Look at the camera, baby.”

She did as I asked, but I had a feeling I’d pushed her over the lust edge and she was no longer aware of what was going on. My dick got hard just thinking about it. I was tempted to find some little corner for a quick fuck, but I didn’t want to get thrown out of the park for sexing up my girl in such a wholesome place.

We continued on, taking a train ride in a western town, stopping for lunch, and taking in a creepy trip through It’s A Small World before walking around toward the Haunted Mansion.

A shop window caught my eye before we got to our next destination, and I pulled us in. It was filled with little girls dressed up as princesses with their hair and makeup done while wearing frilly dresses.

Lila’s brow scrunched as she looked around. “What are we doing in here?”

I read over the signs around the register. They talked about different princess packages. “I think you should be a princess.”

“What?”

I grinned. “Don’t you want to dress up? Be a princess for a day? I’ll be your faithful man-servant, Cristoff.”

“This is for little girls.”

“Ah, you were thinking it would be fun.” Her face turned pink and she looked down to the ground.

“This is stupid.”

I grinned at her. “No, it’s not. Come on.” I tugged on her arm.

“No.”

“Why not?”

She huffed. “It’s for little girls! Besides, they aren’t going to have adult-sized dresses.”

“Then we can stuff you into something too small.”

She pushed on my shoulder. “You just want to see my ass hanging out.”

My mouth dropped open. “We’re in Disneyworld! You said a dirty word!”

Her cheeks got even redder and she beat on my back, pushing us out the door.

We walked around, taking it all in and looking for our next adventure when it dawned on me.

“Do you like rollercoasters?”

She nodded. “Mm-hmm. Teresa and Armando took Noah and me to Kings Island one time.”

“What was the first ride you went on?”

She grimaced. “Well, Noah was a bit sneaky. I told him I wanted to try, but was scared. So he convinced me to go on the Vortex, saying it was a pretty easy one.”

My eyes widened. “What? Are you kidding me?”

“Nope. I screamed, probably cried a little, and told him how much I hated him.”

“You saw it before you got on, right?”

She nodded. “I was freaking out the whole time we were in line. Once I calmed down, I realized it wasn’t that bad, so we went on the Beast next. After that, I was in love with the thrill. I guess you could say it was the first time I’d felt alive in many years.”

At the beginning of her story, I couldn’t decide if Noah was a little shit back in the day, but by the end, I had a feeling he knew it was exactly what she needed at the time.

“Teacups!” Lila’s face lit up and she pulled on me again, heading straight for the end of the line.

After spinning and spinning and almost making me sick, we got off. My stomach turned a few times, but after a drink and a snack, it settled back down. We sat at a café and watched the people walk around, taking a nice break. I stretched—my body snapping, crackling, and popping. We still had a lot of park to cover, and I couldn’t wait to take her to Space Mountain.

After another pass of Cinderella’s Castle and a few other small attractions, we entered the line for Space Mountain.

“Okay, now you’re the one that’s full of excitement.”

I realized then I was bouncing on the spot and shrugged at her. “Mom and Dad brought Erin and I here probably twenty years ago. Erin and I went on it about five times. It is by far the best coaster I’ve ever been on. It’s awesome.”

“What is it?” She snickered at me.

“It’s awesome!” I threw my hands up in the air and did a little dance.

And it was. As soon as we were off, Lila grabbed my hand and ran back to the end of the line. By the third time, the sun was setting and we were both dragging. We decided the day was done.

“Oh, wait!” I pulled the photo ticket from my pocket on our way out.

“What’s that?”

“The photo number.”

“We had a photo taken?”

I grinned. “Oh, yeah. After we got off Splash Mountain.”

She blinked at me, confirming that I was right—she was lusted out and not paying attention to anything but what I’d said to her.

We walked over to the photo booth, and I handed the attendant the ticket. It took him a moment to find it, and the moment it popped up on the screen, I knew I had to have it. Lila gasped.

“We can’t get that!”

It was fucking perfect. She was so alluring my dick was getting hard just looking at it. Her cheeks were pink, lips slightly parted, eyes heavy-lidded.

“Oh, yes, we are!” I reached into my wallet and pulled out my credit card.

“No!” She tried to wrestle the card out of my hand, but I held it high up.

I nipped her neck, and she squeaked, backing up enough for me to get the card to the sales associate.

“I’m putting it on my desk so I can look at it all the time.”

Her eyes bugged out of her head before she jumped onto the counter and tried to grab the card back. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her down, laughing at the lengths she was going.

“You can’t.”

“Oh, yes, Honeybear, I can and I will. You can’t stop me.”

She folded her arms across her chest. “I can burn it.”

I pouted and gave her my best puppy dog eyes. “Would you really do that to something I love so much?”

She pursed her lips and whimpered. “But it’s so embarrassing.”

“Think of it this way—I’ve never asked for naked pictures, so let me have this.”

The sales clerk snickered. He’d been having as much fun as I was, laughing at her reactions. Her bottom lip jutted out and she looked to the floor.

“I’ll buy you mouse ears.”

Her gaze narrowed on me as she thought about it. “All right, but I want some Minnie ones with a pink bow.”

I smiled. “I saw a princess one with a tiara.”

“Don’t push it.”

Once she saw a crown on some purple printed Minnie ears, she changed her tune and forgot all about the photograph I was carrying around.

When we got back to our room, we pulled up the room service menu and picked a few items. We were both too tired to get dressed up and go out. Besides, we had another day ahead of us.

Lila was sitting on the bed, staring out at the park and the castle while we waited. “Today was the best.”

I nodded as I shed my clothes. “It was. But I’m not sure who those loonies were.”

“What loonies?”

“The ones that looked just like us, but acted nothing like us.”

She threw her head back and laughed. “I don’t know who they were either, but they sure looked like they were having fun.”

“Fantastic time.”

She smiled and played with my fingers. “Thank you.”

“You don’t need to thank me.” I moaned as I lay down on the bed. It felt so good to get off my feet.

“Yes, I do.” She crawled next to me.

I moved my arm behind my head. “Why?”

“Because you’re always so good at knowing what I need.”

“I think that’s luck.”

She shook her head. “No, it’s more than that.”

“You always know what I need.”

She snorted. “A pussy?”

I chuckled. “Well, there is that, but there is also so much more.”

Her fingers caressed my cheek. “I love you.”

I captured her lips with mine. “I love you, too.”

The sun was blinding me, waking me from my nice Lila-in-a-Playboy-bunny-outfit dreams. I grumbled and reached for her to snuggle with, but all I felt were cold sheets. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked at the empty spot where my wife should’ve been.

“Lila?”

“Yes?”

I turned around to find her sitting at the desk with her laptop open. She had one of the hotel robes on, her hair wet from a shower. I rubbed my face, then sat up, a yawn escaping as I stretched.

“What’re you doing?”

“Well, I had an idea.”

I stood and walked over to her. “Yeah?”

She turned the laptop toward me. I blinked at the screen, my brain still foggy with sleep. It took me a second to put the letters together into words and then for it to sink in.

“Universal Studios?”

She nodded. “I had my day, and now it’s your turn.”

I shook my head. “Baby, I don’t need a turn, but I would love to go there.”

“Ride some big coasters.”

“They have that Marvel section?” A smile grew on my face as I looked at all the coasters. “Okay, I take that back—I need a turn.”

We spent the day going on every coaster we could, and some more than once. I was going to be even more sore when the day way done, but it didn’t matter. We had a great time, and it was worth a little pain to have such fun, carefree moments where we could be kids again.

The next day was filled with fun and relaxation around the hotel pool. We needed it after two hard days, and the water was great at relaxing sore muscles.

“You keep taking me on vacation to warm, sunny places and then making me leave,” Lila grumbled at me on our last morning.

I chuckled. “Sorry, but we have to go. I’m just happy we were able to take a couple of days to get away.”

“Me too.” She leaned against me, yawning.

There was a whole new woman beside me when we returned home. I loved the new side of my wife. I loved seeing her happy, and I’d do anything to keep her that way.