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"I guess I should have known something was up when Tess told me that Richie was with my parents for the night. That was the first time she's ever been away from him," Duncan said.

Jack and Daniel nodded. The first time away from their babies was always difficult for mothers, especially first time mothers.

"Anyway, I was doing some paperwork…I swear to god if Hammond had told me how much paper work was involved in this job, I never would have taken it!" the Highlander muttered.

"I hear that!" Jack said. "Why do you think I turned down being OIC of the Beta site?"

Duncan chuckled. "I'm glad you did. Your advice and help has been invaluable."

Jack grinned. "Glad to know I'm appreciated."

"Uh, back to getting tied down," Daniel said.

"Well, she came in, started rubbing my shoulders, and told me if I came to bed, she'd rub my back. Nothing about a massage, just a back rub. Usually when I get a back rub I get something else rubbed," he said with a grin.

The men around him chuckled.

"So, I take off my shirt, and get ready to lay down on the bed, then she says something about my trousers getting oil on them, to take them off, and that I might as well just take my shorts off too. By this time I'd figured out that I was going to get lucky. Never had a clue that she was going to half kill me!"

Again Daniel and Jack shared knowing looks. Teal'c nodded as well.

"Tessa is an artist, she knows how to use her hands, so she had me relaxed in no time. I didn't even…notice…that she was working my glutes and legs until she was rubbing my feet…and by then I was just to grateful to care."

"That's the way they do it," Daniel nodded. He took another drink of beer, once he managed to get the bottle to his lips.

Jack looked at him and grinned.

Duncan was grinning as well. There was still a chance they would hear about that Fantasy night!

"So, she has me roll over, tells me that she can rub my arms and shoulders better if I do. If I have learned nothing else in four hundred plus years, I have learned that if a woman says she wants to rub your arms or back or feet, you don't argue, you let her do it. So I rolled over. She… she did something she's never done before…she uh…"

"Spill it, Highlander," Daniel said. "You got all the details about stripping Casey!"

Jack snickered behind his hand.

It was all Duncan could do to keep from laughing out loud. He was a bit…hesitant about sharing such details…He looked at Daniel. They had intentionally gotten the man drunk in order to hear everything about his love life, details that he would never divulge under normal circumstances. He took a deep breath. "She's never run her fingers through my pubic hair before…never touched my…me, just…ran her fingers..."  His shiver was visible.

Daniel nodded. "Pretty freaking erotic, isn't it?"

He had to grin. Where else would Tessa have come up with something like that? "Yeah, it is. Anyway, before I know it, I'm dozing off. Which, of course, was her intention. Next thing I know, I'm tied down, and she's got a can of whipped cream."

Jack glanced at Duncan, and grinned. "Daniel, you said that Casey used whipped cream on you the first time during your…uh …Fantasy night, right?"

"Yep."

"So, uh…what else did she do?"

Daniel leaned forward, his friends afraid for one moment that his forehead was going to hit the table. He looked at them and grinned. "She told me to sit on the sofa, so that was what I was doing. Just sitting there. She came out wearing a little white satiny corset thing…it accentuated that narrow waist of hers, and left those beautiful boobs and paradise and that sweet ass all exposed. She was beautiful," he said with a sigh. "She had on white sheer stockings…hooked up to those garter things, and those shoes with the five inch heels. God what they did for her legs and ass!"

"Looked good, did she?" Jack asked, trying not to laugh out loud. He knew he should feel guilty for doing this, but if Daniel was just a little more…forthcoming…with things, they wouldn't have to resort to such measures!

"Oh, hell yeah! She had a collar around her neck, it was lacy, and it had a ring right in the center. She hooked a chain to it, put the other end in my hand, and told me that whatever I wanted, she would do. She called me Master for the first time that night."

Jack had heard this part, was aware of the 'Master' thing. Duncan, evidently, wasn't.

"She calls you Master?" the Scot asked, wide-eyed.

"Yep. She's my sexy Little Slave. Very impudent at times, though. She likes to tease her Master too much," Daniel replied.

"So she's given you the chain…" Jack said, trying to keep Daniel on track.

"Yep."

"So then what?"

"Well, I called you," the young man said with a grin.

Five years, and the man remembered that, Jack thought. "After that, Daniel," he said with as much patience as he could. He had waited all this time, he wanted a blow by blow of the night!

"She gave me a blowjob. And my Angel gives amazing blowjobs."

"Uh, Danny…I don't mean to be nosy-"

"Yes you do," Duncan said so quietly that only Jack heard him. The general shot him a grin.

"But…you're a…well, Danny-boy, the good lord blessed you. How can she…"

Daniel shrugged. "She uses her hands to help her, she can't get me all in her mouth…"

Duncan nearly spit a mouthful of beer across the table, tried desperately not to laugh.

"But she can do one hell of a job. She has got the most talented tongue I have ever seen…felt…seen…whatever. God, she flicks it over the head, about drives me crazy!"

Now the Highlander began to squirm. He had been the recipient of a couple of those incredible blowjobs himself. "Yeah, she's amazing," he murmured softly.

"Then what?" Jack asked. He had heard Duncan's comment…it made him squirm.

Daniel looked at his friend. "We made love. A whole bunch of times. I remember that… 'cause I came a lot. That was the first time I ever had her sweet ass," he said with a sigh.

Jack and Duncan looked at each other. They were certain that there was more to the story, and as drunk as Daniel was, he was still able to avoid telling them.

"You know what just breaks my heart?" Daniel asked. He tried to prop his arm on the table, and put his chin in his hand, but after three attempts, gave up.

"What Danny?" Jack asked. He gave up trying not to laugh.

"My Angel can't even ask me to do something special for her when we're making love."

"Why?" the man frowned.

"Because of that fat bitch who raised her, that's why. I have to guess at what she wants. Anytime she does something…new… she always asks me if I'm upset…or angry. Hell, she thought that what she did on our Fantasy night would turn me off…'repulse me', is how she put it. My sweet, beautiful Wife thought that making love to me would make me turn her away!"

Duncan shook his head. He had never realized how deep the hurt went. Casey was one hell of a woman, he thought for the millionth time since he had met her.

"I just can't seem to get through to her that nothing we do in bed is going to make me angry. Well, I might get a little ticked if she kills me," he amended.

The men around him laughed.

"God, I love her."

"I know you do, Danny. She loves you, too."

"Yep. She does. She told me so," Daniel replied, a look of satisfaction on his face. "She thinks I'm handsome. And sexy. Can you believe that? Me, the geek…sexy? She says I'm the most beautiful man she's ever seen." He looked at Jack. Of whom there seemed to be two…or maybe three, now.

"Daniel, geek is one word that just doesn't fit you," Duncan said kindly.

"Yeah? Jack used to think I was a geek."

"Not any more, Space Monkey. You've grown into one hell of a man," Jack replied.

"You know what?" Daniel asked.

"What, Daniel?" Duncan watched the young man.

"I think I'm drunk."

Jack couldn't help it, he started laughing again. "Ya think?"

Daniel started laughing. "Hey, guess what?"

Duncan and Jack were still laughing as well. "What?" Jack asked.

"I just realized I’m married to a pin-up girl! How cool is that?"

His companions laughed harder.

"He is the cheapest drunk I've met in a long time," Duncan laughed.

"Yeah, but he's our cheap drunk," Jack replied.

The waitress approached the table. "Last call, gentlemen. And please tell me that Doctor Jackson isn't driving home," she said.

"He is not. I am the designated driver for this evening," Teal'c said.

"That's good to know. So do you want another round?"

Jack shook his head. "Nah. We'd better get going." He stood up. "Come on Daniel, time to go home."

"Casey said to wake her up. She's got a scratch to itch," Daniel whispered loudly.

Duncan cracked up. "When it hits him, it hits him, doesn't it?"

"Yep. On your feet, Daniel."

Daniel stood to his feet, swayed slightly, then sat back down. "Wow. I'm think I drunk."

Jack laughed. "Oh, yeah, Space Monkey. You're drunk." He pulled Daniel to his feet, wrapped his arm around the young man's waist, and draped a black clad arm around his own shoulders and held it tightly. "Let's go Daniel."

Daniel made three steps before his knees buckled. Teal'c grabbed his other arm, put his own large arm around the young man's waist, and helped Jack drag him to the door. Duncan was pleased to note that except for two couples and the wait staff, Esteban's was empty. No need for there to be talk about the intoxicated Dr. Jackson.

A  A  A  A  A  A

Casey had the porch light on. She heard the men getting Daniel out of the Blazer. She was waiting at the door, her robe pulled tightly around her slender frame. She began to giggle as Jack and Teal'c dragged her totally crocked husband into the house.

"Where do you want him?" Jack asked.

"On the bed is fine," she replied.

The men got him to the side of the bed and unceremoniously let him fall face first onto the mattress.

"Thanks, guys," she said.

"No problem, Case," Jack replied.

Casey pulled her lip between her teeth. Jack and Teal'c shared a look. "He didn't…he didn't say too much did he? I mean, if he did, and he remembers, he'll be so embarrassed, and probably a bit angry too."

Jack smiled. "No, Case, he didn't. Not any more than what the rest of us said. Or what you and my wife talk about."

She blushed slightly, then giggled. "Okay. Thanks, Jack. You, too, T. Goodnight." She hugged both men, then locked the door behind them. She went back into the bedroom, giggled again. She pulled his shoes and socks off, then tried to roll him over. "Come on, help me out here," she murmured. She leaned over, kissed his ear. "Sweetheart, I need you to roll over."

"Uh uh. I gotta piss first," he said, his voice muffled by the bed.

"Daniel Jackson, get on your feet and into that bathroom! Don't you dare pee the bed!" She tried to help him up, succeeded in only making him slide to the floor. "Daniel, come on, you have to stand up now." She managed to get his arm around her shoulders. She held to his hand, put the other arm around his waist, and tried to pull him to his feet.

He was starting to come back around, and managed to stand up. "I need some help, Angel," he muttered, trying to make it to the door.

"I’m right here, Daniel." They managed to get to the bathroom. He was so drunk that she just pulled his pants and boxers down and sat him on the toilet. She started giggling when he nearly fell off. She put her hands on his shoulders to keep him in place. His arms went around her waist.

"You're my Fantasy Angel," he said against her breasts.

"I know. You're my Sweetheart."

"You're my Star."

"You're my Heart."

"I think I'm going to throw up."

She grabbed the trash basket. "Here, sweetheart. How much did you drink?"

"Just a few beers."

She giggled. "Oh, Daniel, my Heart. You are such a cheap drunk."

"Is that good?"

She bit back her laugh. "Yes, Daniel, that's good."

He threw up, not much, but she knew that he would sober up more quickly now. She pulled his pants and shorts completely off of him, then managed to get him to brush his teeth and use the mouthwash, while she cleaned the trash basket. She got his shirt off, and led him back to the bed.

By the time she had the blankets up over him, he had passed out again. She leaned over and kissed his forehead. "Love you, Sweetheart," she whispered.

When the lights had been turned off, and the house locked for the night, she climbed into bed beside him. She cuddled up to him and went to sleep.

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