Hi everyone.
Monica Hanson-Reese here.
For those of you that have been following along, the Hanson-Reese means Jim and I got married.
I only call him "Mr. Reese" on special occasions anymore. Generally when I squeeze my twenty nine year old, mom bod into my old high school uniform and play the dirty school girl..."Oh Mr. Reese, I seem to have forgotten to wear panties today....I know it's against the rules..I hope you won't punish me too harshly." Sort of stuff.
I guess, I'll start by telling about us getting engaged.
It's more funny than sexy, but I promise, the rest of the story is going to be worth the wait.
It was Easter morning. It was my senior year and I was off for spring break. My Aunt was on a cruise and Janie (Jim's daughter and my high school friend) had plans with her fiancé and his family.
Neither of us are terribly religious, preferring to celebrate the holiday as the birth of the Easter Bunny rather than the whole crucifixion/resurrection deal.
And how does one celebrate the birth of the Easter Bunny? You ask. It's simple you stay naked all day and fuck like rabbits.
So with that theme in mind, I was up early. I'd showered, shaved and even hosed out the old backside in case something were to slide into the...I can't exactly say "wrong hole" because...well...I absolutely love butt sex.
Well there I was, in the kitchen cooking breakfast dressed in my Easter Bunny ears, an apron and my favorite bunny tail butt plug...Stretching is important. You don't want to pull a muscle back there.
I was so engrossed in making pancakes, I didn't hear the side door open.
What I did hear was...
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
Turning quickly from the stove I saw Janie with two coffee's, a bag of donuts and a surprised look on her face.
"Hi Janie," I said trying to collect my thoughts.
"You and my Dad?" she asked.
I nodded.
"We need to talk," she told me as she motioned to the patio.
"Sure, let me put something on," I told her, looking for the beach cover up I used when I had to answer the front door.
"Is that tail what I think it is?" she asked.
I nodded.
"Why would you wear...? Wait, I don't want to know," she told me. "Would you please take it off or out or however you put it? I can't talk to you knowing that's up your butt."
"Sure," I told her.
Without thinking, I reached behind myself. With an exhale and a bit of an internal push, it easily popped out of me. I wrapped it in a paper towel and set it on the counter.
"Good God!" she exclaimed. "That thing's big! Why would you...? Wait I don't want to know that either."
I took off the apron and reached for my cover up. Once it was on I started to take off my bunny ears.
"You can leave those on," she smiled. "You look pretty cute in them."
Hearing that made me realize she wasn't too pissed off.
She led the way as we walked out to the patio and sat down.
"How long have you two been...?"
I promised myself, not matter what she asked, I wouldn't lie.
"Since we graduated," I answered.
"That's almost four years!" she exclaimed. "You've been over here with me and he was here and..."
"When I was over here as your friend, I was over here as your friend. When you weren't here, I was his girlfriend."
"I so want to be pissed off about this," she said after taking a sip of coffee. "But I can't. These last few years, he's actually been happy. This is all really weird. So are we talking true love or just true sex?....Ewww, I can't believe I just asked that question."
"I love him," I told her.
"Why'd you guys keep it from me?"
"We've been doing this long distance thing for the last few years," I explained. "We were going to see what happened after I graduate before dragging you into it."
"Hey little rabbit want a carrot?"
I turned and saw Jim, naked with an erection, walking out to the patio.
"Jesus Fuck Dad!" Janie shouted.
"We have company," I told him.
"Shit!" he exclaimed, trying very unsuccessfully to cover his big cock as he went back into the house.
Oh by the way, since his big cock has been reference a few times. I did measure it once when we were first together. It's eight and a quarter inches long and seven inches around.
"Bring yourself some coffee when you come back," I called out to him.
"And some cleanser so I can bleach my eyes," Janie added.
"That was awkward," I laughed.
"Not for you. You see it all the time," she chuckled. "I know I should say this, being I'm his daughter...But good God! That was the biggest cock I've ever seen."
"Yeah it's a mouth full."
"Stop!" she said putting her fingers in her ears. "I don't want to think about it."
"Sorry, I couldn't resist."
"Just so you know, when you two get married, there's no way I'm calling you 'Mom'."
"I'm sorry about this Janie," Jim said as he came back out, dressed a little more appropriately for company. "I just couldn't find the right time."
"I'm surprisingly good with it," she told her father.
"Before you came out," I said. "Janie was demanding we get married."
"I didn't say that."
"I that something you want?" Jim asked me.
I nodded.
Jim got up and went back in the house.
"I was waiting until Janie knew," he said, holding up an engagement ring. "Since she's demanding it...."
"I didn't say that!" Janie reminded us again.
"Will you marry me?"
I couldn't speak. All I could do was nod.
We got married that Monday with Janie and Evan (her fiancé and later her husband) as best man and maid of honor.
Okay. Thanks for indulging me and letting me tell my engagement story.
In the weeks that followed our first encounter, Evie, my college playmate and I developed a relationship that worked for both of us.
We both agreed that a steady diet of "Miss Monica" and "Pet" was going to get old quick.
We did want a certain spontaneity about it so we set up the rules where if she wanted to take orders, she'd refer to me as Miss Monica, and if I wanted to play fine, if not no worries. Same went for when I felt a little on the Dom side; I'd call her my Pet and if she wasn't feeling what I'd asked for, her response would be "I don't feel comfortable doing that".
All in all, we were nothing more than two horny nineteen year olds who liked to experiment. We'd hang out together, usually naked. We'd do homework, masturbate together or in front of each other, go down on each other, my personal favorite was humping and grinding on her and one night after a few drinks we even tried peeing on each other....Yeah...No! Not doing that one again.
