Theo

Rising and falling gently, pretty Chu hua lowered her head to kiss Theo, and her straight black hair fell over his face. They locked their mouths in a passionate french kiss. He stroked her thighs gently as she knealt over him, gripping and releasing his taught organ, as she brought herself to orgasm. He held her tightly and rolled over, and with her creamy legs wrapped around his tanned waist Theo thrust into her more and more, and more, and more, untill she was limp and helpless, her arms by her side. her lovely firm rounded breasts vibrating. Stretching more, his testicles rubbed upon the cotton sheet, dragging his hairs and heightening the sexuality even more. "Ah! Theo I love you " she gasped, and managed to clasp his tight neat black head, as he kissed both her breasts in turn. Suddenly they were both bucking and falling, as his warm semen filled her, and she rolled her head back as her whole body convulsed in perfect time with his own. "I love you too Chu hua" He whispered, as she clasped his firm buttocks to hold him inside her. He felt as though his phallus was a huge cylinder, a gun from an army Tank, as he stayed erect and moist. He wished he had more ammunition to fire, instead of having to wait a little while for his body to regroup. They were both satisfied, but could never have enough of each other. They had two lovely young children, Jian and Chyou, as proof of their love. Theo's body was always electrified, and each touch sent shudders throughout his entire psyche, as they lay conjoined until a drowsiness overtook them. Theo opened his eyes feeling as though he had been sleeping for several hours, but it was barely five minutes, he untangled himself from his wife, to visit the bathroom, then he looked in on the children. His four year old son Jian, and two year old daughter Chyou, were his pride and joy, and he stroked their heads as they lay sleeping. This was one of the best phases of his life, and he was hoping it would last indefinitely, he could picture himself as an old man with Chu hua still by his side surrounded by Grandchildren. "Are they alright, do not awaken them" Chu hua whispered from the doorway. "Yes" Theo affirmed, closing the door quietly, and they returned to bed. His European, African, and Chinese heritage made him incredibly handsome, he was fataly attractive, as they say, to almost everyone he met. Chu hua's Chinese Father was based in London and part of a Restaurant Syndicate, and her Mother was from Indonesia. This combination gave Chu hua an unusual beauty, and many of their friends thought that they were the perfect couple. Throughout his youth, Theo had been a rebel. His Aunt Chrystabell was an International celebrity, rising through the Fashion Industry to the Media, Film and TV. She was often joined by her billionaire husband Peter Lanyon in video productions and advertising. He of course still controlled Lanyon Leisure Services, a part of the vast Lanyon Enterprises. Theo trained as a good Graphic designer, but it was never enough for him, Since his marriage, however, he had decided to settle down a little, and learn his English Grandfather's business, from the ground roots. He and his young family were temporarily residing in North London, where Markham Steel and Construction were involved with several new projects. Old Grandfather Joel was known as a hard man, having learned the business from his own Father Michael, in Hampshire, before training, and expanding the business, so he expected Theo to gain working experience before he was qualified to Supervise and Direct. Theo agreed. He wanted to make his own mark upon the World eventually, and not be a weak subsidised link in a rich family network. He had been known for his ambivalent sexuality, and swung on either side of the fence, ( if there is a fence) with the greatest of ease. Theo felt so much inside, and and was not sure of the best way of expressing it. He was, to coin a cliche, an angry young man. A rebel without a cause. It was his love for Chu hua that had given his life a new focus, and he took his role of a family man very seriously. "How are your Mother and Father?" asked Chu hua, leaning over Theo's shoulder and kissing his cheek, whilst he read the email over breakfast in the morning. "Oh, the same as ever. T'sang is completely wrapped up in his music, and Cordelia is writing new lyrics and Poetry. They have just returned home to Mauritius after their last tour of Africa and Asia. Their last World Music album - Un fils Prodigue-- 'The Prodigal Son', has surpassed all their previous sales, plus internet downloads. Also Mother's last Anthology 'Eyes Across the Water' topped the best seller lists. They want us to visit when we can, they will arrange the flight." "That would be very nice, when can we go?" Chu hua inquired brightly. "Oh the Island is too small and claustraphobic for me, it always sounds lovely in musicals where people long for a lonely Island in the middle of a Tropical Sea, but there is no where to go but back onto a ship or an aeroplane." "I thought that you spent a lot of your chilhood there with your Father's family." Chu hua stated quizzically.