A Night To Remember

As soon as Robert entered his wife's chambers, he could tell that there was something different about this evening. The fragrance of incense wafted seductively in the air, and he gasped in surprise when he saw what Elizabeth was wearing. It was the very revealing negligee he had bought her in Paris, and she was also wearing his favorite perfume. For him it was a welcome sight after a hard day of hunting.

"Did you fare well?" Elizabeth asked after kissing him hello.

"Quite well. We'll be eating quail for a while." He grinned. "How did your visit with the physician go?"

"Very well." She winked at him, and his grin grew wider. "Come. I have something special planned." She took his hand and led him into the bathroom, where he found the tub filled with scented water and rose petals. He gasped with surprise and delight.

Slowly, methodically, Elizabeth began to remove her husband's clothing. With each article of clothing she removed, he felt himself growing more aroused, until he finally stood before her completely naked, his desire blantantly obvious. Even though she was his wife, he still felt a little bit embarrassed. Elizabeth merely smiled and touched him lightly with unspoken promises of pleasures yet to come. She helped him into the tub and began to lovingly wash him all over.

"Where are the servants?" he asked.

"I gave them the evening off. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of my husband for one night."

That you are, Robert thought admiringly. It was obvious that she had put a lot of planning and effort into this special night, and his heart swelled with gratitude and love for her.

After the bath came dinner, which was roast duck with vegetables. Robert heard soft violin music playing as they ate and knew that Elizabeth had stationed court musicians just outside their chambers.

"This is lovely," he said.

"I remembered that it's one of your favorite meals."

"Thank you very much, my dear lady."

"You're quite welcome." Her hand softly squeezed his knee under the table, and he felt himself becoming hard again. Oh, the sweet torture...

When they finished eating, Elizabeth took Robert by the hand and led him to their bed. Robert started to remove his pants, which were by now quite uncomfortable, but Elizabeth shook her head and took his hands into her own instead. She began to kiss him passionately, running her hands through his dark tresses as she did so, and he began to caress her still-fully-clothed body. After awhile, Elizabeth removed Robert's shirt, placing a trail of kisses first across his collarbone, then down his chest. Robert felt himself growing weak and began to wonder how much longer his legs could support him. Elizabeth slipped her hands under Robert's pants and very slowly tugged them down, then did the same with his underwear. The sudden release combined with the sensation of the air against his rigid skin was extremely pleasurable, but Elizabeth had only just begun. As she lightly placed kisses along his length, he began to moan with pleasure combined with an aching need, which was fulfilled when she suddenly took his entire length into her mouth and began to move up and down rhythmically, her tongue busily encircling him the entire time.

"Oh my God," Robert moaned, just before experiencing an explosive climax. It was the first time she had ever done that for him, and the experience was indescribable. He truly felt as if he were in heaven's antechamber.

Robert collapsed onto the bed, pulling a still-fully-clothed Elizabeth on top of him. He began to kiss her and simultaneously tug at her clothing with abandon. She hurriedly slipped out of her clothing, and Robert began to place kisses on practically every exposed area of her skin. He started with her neck, then worked his way down to her collarbone, then continued all the way down her belly, at which point he gently parted her legs and returned the favor she had graced him with. She moaned and thrashed as a powerful climax overcame her, sending tingling sensations down the length of every nerve in her body. Before she knew what had happened, Robert was on top of her and inside her, and they moved together with wild abandon, each of them crying out with joyful release and then lying in one another's arms, utterly sated.

"You never cease to amaze me, my dear lady," Robert finally said, breaking the silence.

"I take it that performance met with your approval?" Elizabeth silently wondered whether Amy had ever pleasured him as she herself just had but knew that she would never dare to ask him that question. There seemed to be an unspoken agreement between them that Robert's sex life with his first wife was not to be discussed. For Robert it risked the return of painful memories; for Elizabeth, the seeds of jealousy and insecurity.

"That performance far surpassed my wildest dreams." Robert laughed. "You have truly presented me with an evening of unbridled pleasure, my beloved wife, and for that I thank you very much."

"It was my pleasure as well." Elizabeth cuddled more closely to Robert, and he embraced her more tightly.

As they silently lay there in one another's arms, Robert thought about what an incredibly fortunate man he was. Not only was his wife a Queen, but she was also beautiful, intelligent, warm, sensual, passionate, kind, loving - everything he could have asked for, and more. He loved her more than life itself.

Elizabeth thought about how foolish she had been to think that she had to choose between love and power, that she couldn't have one without compromising the other, that she couldn't be both a loving wife and mother and a capable ruler.

"I'm so very glad I married you." She was really just thinking out loud, but Robert heard and responded.

"So am I." He laughed gently.

"I'm only sorry that it took so long for me to come around."

"Oh, sweetheart, that doesn't matter. We're together now."

Elizabeth yawned and stretched luxuriously. "I want to check on the twins before I settle down for the night."

"Oh, of course. So do I."

Quietly they tiptoed into the nursery, where both children were fast asleep. At six weeks they had both gained a little bit of weight, so their skin didn't look as wrinkled now, but they weren't really plump yet. Their complexions were a lot smoother now as well. Little Robert lay curled up on one side, sucking his thumb, and Rose lay on her back clutching a toy, her rosebud lips moving ever so slightly.

"They're just so precious," Elizabeth said. "Sometimes I can hardly believe that they came from you and me. From our love."

Robert hugged her and kissed the top of her head. "They are beautiful," he agreed. "As is their mother."

Elizabeth blushed slightly at the compliment. Robert felt honored to be one of the very few people who ever saw the Queen's other side, her softer side, the side that yearned for love, companionship, protection, and safety, just as any woman did.