My husband Paul and I met online. People laugh when I tell them that. We are so much in love and have so much in common they don't usually believe me. We lived worlds apart but we are so alike it's scary.
I had been struggling to make ends meet for a while sometimes working as many as four jobs just to survive. This bothered Paul very much. He was always encouraging me to quit my jobs and made me promise that once we were married I would quit them all or at least cut down to one.
We planned our wedding and our future together. We moved from the city to the country because it made me happy and he was about making me happy. We set up a home office for me so I could continue my writing. We opened up a small lawn mower repair shop with room to expand to sales in the future.
We settled into a nice little routine. We would get up in the morning and have breakfast together then each goes off to our work. If the writing was going slow, I would take a break and take him a bite of lunch. When I take him his lunch, I always dress provocatively. When he sees me, he eagerly takes a break to spend some time with me. He likes me to sit on his desk or his work bench and let my legs dangle.
On this particular day I wore a tank top with no bra and a short skirt with no panties. I was sitting on his desk with my legs hanging down. While he finished eating, he received a few phone calls. He was caressing my thighs so I began to slowly open my legs for him. He was on the phone ordering parts for a mower when he noticed my bare pussy. He nearly dropped the phone. He quickly got off the phone. He pulled me toward the edge of the desk and lifted my skirt the rest of the way up. He gently opened my legs to reveal his beloved treasure. He ran his hands up my thighs and gently touched my pussy. He stood and gave me a kiss and said, "So my Princess is there something you need?"
