Adam was still kneeling at June's feet where she sat in the chair. He had his hands on her knees and he was staring up at her with hope and conviction.
June thought about what they had been saying to each other and she slowly stood from the chair. She reached down and unfastened the robe sash, allowing the rope to fall open. She was naked underneath and she let the robe fall to the floor. Adam rested his head sideways against her crotch and he allowed his hands to work their way behind her, gently pressing them against her backside.
June dropped her hands to the top of Adam's head and she gently stroked her fingers through his hair. She wasn't sure how long they stayed like that, listening to the rain and the wind outside the window while Adam pressed the side of his face against the softness of her pubic hair while gently rubbing her fanny with his hands.
Eventually, Adam rose from his knees and June untied his robe which he let fall open. She lifted her hands to his shoulders and pushed the robe off his body before she turned and went to the bed, pulling down the covers and climbing underneath.
She waited for the naked Adam to join her and he happily obliged.
"June," he said happily as she cuddled against him underneath the covers.
"I can't believe we're actually doing this," she admitted with amazement. "I haven't been this daring and forward in a long time."
"You're not The Dragon Lady, you know," Adam said, kissing her with affection.
"Tell it to Jimmy," she groaned.
"You're the Dragonfly Lady," Adam let her know.
"The Dragonfly Lady?" She asked with confusion.
"In many cultures, the dragonfly symbolizes change in perspective of self-realization as a source for mental and emotional maturity and the understanding of the deeper meaning of life," Adam explained.
"Where'd you get that from, National Geographic?" June laughed as she rubbed her hand along his chest.
"Have you ever seen a dragonfly on the surface of water?" Adam asked. "The way it scurries across the water represents what's going on beyond the surface and focuses on the deeper implications and aspects of life."
June sat up in the bed and looked at him with fascination, her naked breasts spilling out from underneath the covers. "You see me like that?" She asked with surprise.
"You're power and poise," Adam assured her. "Did you know a dragonfly's nimble flight and ability to move in six directions represents a sense of power and position, something that comes with experience and maturity?"
"I knew nothing about dragonflies," she admitted.
"Well, I do," Adam bragged. "A dragonfly can fly at 45 miles an hour, hover like a helicopter, fly backwards like a hummingbird, and fly straight up, down and on either side, all while flapping its wings only thirty times a minute while most other kinds need to flap their wings 600 to 1000 times a minute."
"Wow," June said, resting her head against her hand which was propped up by her elbow as she stared down at Adam who was lying on his back remembering everything he knew about dragonflies.
"So, how the dragonfly accomplishes its objectives with the utmost simplicity, effectiveness and power with the elegance and grace of a ballet dancer is a true testament to it's raw beauty and supremacy, just like you," Adam said. "That's what I've observed, anyway, watching you do your job, manage the call staff, and affect the office in such a wonderful way."
June looked at him with fascination. "Can I be your Dragonfly?" She asked.
"You already are," Adam replied.
June leaned over and kissed him with passion and appreciation. "You make me want to fly with happiness," she said when she broke the kiss.
"Who would have thought what I've been looking for all this time was in the office right next to me?" Adam said.
"I'm older than you," June worried.
"Smarter too," Adam replied, pushing her down onto the mattress and rolling over on top of her. "You're my prom date."
They made love with the sounds of the rain acting as their background music. They had to take interludes to catch their breaths and re-discover their stamina before continuing on with new plateaus of energy and fulfillment.
During such breaks, they lay naked in the bed discussing their hopes and dreams, both amazed that the possibility of any of this happening just a few hours before was as rare as a dragonfly in January.
In the morning, June awoke and was surprised to find the bed empty. She saw Adam sitting in the chair in his robe staring at her.
"What are you doing?" She asked, slightly startled, sitting up in the bed and keeping her breasts covered by the sheet top.
"Watching you," he smiled.
June wrapped the sheet around herself and she left the bed, sitting in his lap in the chair and giving him a good morning kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"It stopped raining," Adam informed her.
"I didn't mind the rain," she smiled. "It's what brought us together."
"Do you like dragonflies?" Adam asked.
"I do now," she grinned happily.
"They really are beautiful," he said. "Just like you."
She kissed him again and then smiled with contentment as she sat in his lap with her head rested against his shoulder.
"Have you ever heard of damselflies?" Adam asked.
"No," she said.
"They're similar to dragonflies," he said. "They're smaller and have slimmer bodies."
"Can I be a damselfly instead of a dragonfly?" June asked.
"Some have elaborate courtship behaviors," Adam revealed. "They're sexually intriguing in that mating pairs form hearts or wheels, remaining together with the male still clasping the female while she lays eggs."
June lifted her head off his shoulder and looked at him. "How do you know so much about these things?" She wanted to know.
"Katie had a book," Adam sighed.
"Your daughter," June gently recalled.
"It was mostly a picture book on insects but she thought the dragonfly and the damselflies were beautiful," Adam said. "She said she was a damselfly because she was in distress health wise."
June stared into his eyes. "Adam," she said quietly.
"I actually hadn't thought about it that much about in years," Adam confessed, his eyes watering. "But when you mentioned dragon lady it made me think of it."
"I'm glad you shared it with me," she said with sincerity.
"I guess I'm the one who's been the damselfly all this time," Adam sighed.
"We both have," June said.
"I used to come across dragonfly and damselfly jewelry," Adam said. "Can I buy you something if I see them again?"
"You can buy me all the dragonfly and damselfly jewelry you can find," June told him, dragging him out of the chair and down to the carpeted floor with him on top of her.
June threw open the sheet and she fought to open his robe. "Make love to me," she pleaded. "Let's form a damselfly heart right now, right here."
"Always," Adam promised as he maneuvered himself over her to mate as only beautiful damselflies could. "My Dragonfly Lady," he smiled as he kissed her.