Jack and I ate dinner at a lovely little bar near the outskirts of Casper, recommended by the desk clerk at the hotel. I urged him to have two steaks, pointing out his recent over expenditure of protein, and his coming husbandly duty to keep my protein need well supplied. The conversation turned to the house Jack had in mind for our love nest. We talked about bathrooms, guestrooms (being assured that all of Jack's siblings would be obliged to visit), the quietness of the neighborhood, and the proximity to our works.
He ordered only one steak, and he devoured it. I watched as his lips caressed the steak as he feasted on the succulent meat, and I thought back to the last time his lips feasted on my flesh, and my skin began to tingle. By the time we got to dessert, my cunt was so hot and my cleft was so wet that if I wasn't wearing jeans I would have slipped right off the barstool, and landed flat on my back with my legs flung wide. We finished desert and asked the waitress about local chapels. She told us about one, but stated that it was probably shut up for the night. The manager saw us chatting up the waitress, and decided to come over. When he found out the topic of discussion, he scuttled off to the other side of the restaurant and came back with a doddering old man in tow.
Magistrate Elijah Whitman took us to his office and shuffled around for a good half-hour looking for the 'proper paperwork'. He found it, and giggling all the while, legally bound us in marriage. His blustery crone of a wife, and his adult daughter stood up as witnesses. The daughter was entranced by the man that married me that night, and I found it quite funny to watch the sodden little cow try over and over to catch Jack's eye. But, that night, Jack only had eyes (as well as other things) for me.
So, in Casper Wyoming, I became Mrs. Dane Tinney.
We raced, literally ran, back to the hotel. We entered the room, somewhat out of breath, and as soon as the door closed, I wrapped my arms around Jack and kissed him most enthusiastically!
"You're mine Dane! And I am yours!"
"Take me, Jack. This night is ours! I want you to have me every way you want me! Don't hold anything back!"
"Dance for me Dane! Let me watch you move your body, entice me!"
I moved Jack to a chair beside a small table in our room. He sat down and reclined back to watch me. I turned on the radio in the alarm clock. As the music began, I ran my hands down my body as I began swaying my hips to the beat of the music. I moved to the center of the floor, and began to free my polo from the top of my jeans.
I pulled my shirt off and allowed my hair to fall across my upper body. I caught a glimpse of Jack watching me, and it turned me on. I pulled my jeans down slowly, bending over very far and freeing my legs one at a time. My bra came off next and I held it strategically over my titts as I swayed my way behind Jack in his chair. I lowered the brassiere in front of his face and dropped it onto his crotch. I placed my hands on his shoulders and ran them down his chest and nestled his head between my breasts.
I circled around him, and lowered my silk panties onto his jeans and began to grind against his lap in time to the music. Jack placed his hands on my ass and began to caress, slipping his fingertips under the edge of my sex packaging. He traced the edge of my panties as I gave my husband a sordid lap dance.
Jack gave me a loving, but firm, swat on my honey colored cheek, and it the sting sent a ripple of pleasure through my flesh. "Ooo! Baby! You gonna spank my ass tonight?"
"I'm gonna do things to your ass tonight your NEVER gonna forget! Are you going to be a good girl while I have fun? I promise to please you, and to enjoy every pleasure of your body."
"Yes Sir. I'll be your good girl. I belong to you! Use me as you will!"
"Stand up."
I stood and presented myself to my lord and master. Proud of my body, and the skill that I had acquired in the art of pleasing my man. I was anxious to please him, anxious to serve him, and just plain anxious. My nipples were erect, my pussy extremely wet from the lap dance and eager to get into the game, my ass was ready and willing to report for duty, my mouth was, as always, ready to expound its oratory skills. I would serve him tonight, all night, and he would reward my expert service with loving sexual ecstasy. He would cum over and over tonight, all at the hands of my service. While serving him I would cum over and over, and I would enjoy it all, more than I can put into words.
"I brought a few toys that I want to use on you. But first I want to put my dick in your mouth for a little while, get on your knees, and give me a blowjob worthy of our wedding night."
I was on my knees in a single breath, "May I undo your pants, Sir?"
"You may." I undid his braided elk hide belt, and pulled free the buttons of his 501's with my teeth, one at a time. Jack was wearing no underwear, so I immediately found his cock stiff and waiting for its first release of the night. I began to run my tongue around the rim of his cock's head. Feeling my husband's cock straining to get into my hot mouth was like standing naked outside during a thunderstorm and waiting for lightning to strike.
Jack grabbed the sides of my head and drove his lovely cock into my mouth. Filling my mouth completely with his lovely cock, over and over, my husband was fucking my face. His lust was relentless, he thrusted into my throat with savagery and the need to fill my mouth full of his cum. And, he didn't take long to do it. His cock unloaded into my throat quite unexpectedly, his first shot filled my mouth and before I could swallow it, he was pumping more between my luscious lips. I drank it in, and he gave me more. It was sweet and ample, and I feasted like a fat lady at an all you can eat buffet.
"Get up and take off your panties."
