Wanting to get her rings the next day I got up in the night, washed her soaked panties, hung them on the clothes rack and placed a fan to blow on them, slipping back into bed without her knowing.
When I woke she was already awake, her hand on my dick. Playing but not playing, more like exploring. I kissed her, asking if she was okay. She said she was sore, but alright.
"I need to pee, do you want to go first?" I asked. She jumped up, tinkled and scooted back in bed squealing.
Standing in front of the toilet I told her to take off the shirt, then get on her hands and knees. As I walked in the room she was curled up on the bed crying, "I don't want to do anal, please don't make me. I'll do anything else, just not that."
I lifted and tucked her into my chest. "We aren't going to do anal, I wanted to show you sex from behind."
"You mean doggy style? I've read a lot about that, the articles say it goes really deep and sends most women into multiple orgasms. I want to do that."
She was tentative at first, I went nice and slow, by the time we reached orgasm she was yelling for me to pound her pussy, to grab her pony tail and ride her, to squirt my seed deep into her pussy, to make her mine. Her ass was thrusting back into me with such force she was moving my knees on the sheets. When we were both done exploding I told her I needed a little more sleep and collapsed. She lay next to me as we drifted off.
It was about 10, when we woke. She was lazily running her fingers through the hair on my chest, squeezing the nipples lightly at times. The soft sounds emitting from her were almost like a cat purring. As I helped her out of bed she took a step and winced, her hand was on her crotch as she walked gingerly. Sitting on the potty emptying her bladder, I said I'd like her to get put together as much as possible. There was still some of mom's hair brushes and stuff in her vanity, maybe she could use some of that to do her hair. She wanted to go home, she had no panties and didn't want to go anywhere commando. I returned with her freshly washed and dried panties. She hugged my neck.
"You sweet, sweet man. You don't happen to know where my stockings are do you? If we don't find them it's no big deal, I can wear my sneaks without stockings or socks. Where are we going."
"Can't tell you, it's a secret. Trust me?"
"I let you undress me, suck my tits, bury your face in my pussy, lick my clit, and stick your dick inside me. Somehow trust no longer seems to be an issue in my book."
I burst out laughing, she followed suit. We were well past the "do you trust me stage." We showered quickly, she'd found enough junk in mothers vanity to fix her hair and put on a dab of makeup. At least she didn't look like she just got fucked.
As we headed out the driveway I explained my plan, "Okay, we're stopping at Dog and Suds for meals to eat on the way to Owatonna. In Owatonna we're going to the mall, there are jewelers there, where I'm going to buy you any engagement ring you want. From there you and I are going to Victorias Secret, where I, your fiancé, will help you pick out some new things."
Tears were running down her cheeks. She was happy, but completely overwhelmed. "Are you sure Nils, I'm not a catch by any means."
I hit the brakes hard, pulling onto the shoulder. She looked scared, I gently took her chin in my hand. "I never want to hear that talk again, do you understand me?"
"Yes, I love you, I'm sorry."
"Britt this has nothing to do with love, it has to do with respect for me and my decisions. Are you willing to let me lead, or are we gonna butt heads?"
