My wife and I decided to start a family in September and moved forward with preparation, she stopped using birth control. We wanted conception to occur in the heat of passion and not methodical.
One night in October my wife started getting frisky and horny. The date was October 10th, which is the anniversary of when we got engaged. We live in Wisconsin, where the weather in the first half of October is on average in the 60's and low 70's during the day and in the 50's and 60's at night. This night was a little warmer than usual so we had the windows in our beautiful 1890's duplex open and a cool breeze wafted in the windows occasionally ruffling the white gossamer curtains. My wife was working that day and I had the day off so I decided to go out and purchase candles, our favorite whine, a small present for my wife.
After I finished shopping I came home and started setting up candles all over the duplex. Our duplex was recently renovated right before we moved in a year and a half ago. The duplex has restored hardwood floors that have a honey colored stain. This lighter color hardwood floor is beautiful in the sunlight, and even more beautiful in when only light by the soft light of candles. I put candles everywhere and made sure the apartment was clean. I made the bed with our soft white feather blanket and silk sheets. On the floor in our living room I laid down two shag blankets and placed small led candles bordering the blankets. The sun was setting and I had finished dressing up the duplex. I had about and hour to an hour and a half until my wife returned home.
Our apartments layout had a significant advantage where the bathroom is the first room you come upon after climbing the back stairs. A few months before this night, my wife stumbled upon a dress that looked amazing on her and made your jaw hit the floor. The only problem was that we couldn't afford it, or so she thought. Unknown to her I had been saving money in an account that she didn't know about that I used to purchase things to surprise her with. I funded this account with my photography and the residuals from my photography. A few days after she found the most amazing and beautiful dress that she thought she would never have I returned to the store and bought it. At the time I didn't know what occasion I would use to surprise her with it. The night of October 10th was the perfect occasion to do just that.
I then placed a single red rose on every other step up the back staircase and on the other step I placed a single red tulip (her favorite flower). At the top of the staircase I made a trail that led into the bathroom where her dress was hanging on the back of the door. Right next to the dress was a scrolled note with a red ribbon taped to the door that had a love note and gave her instructions to dress up for a very special night. Meanwhile I had made reservations at a very nice french bistro that was a block a way from our apartment. When I made the reservations I explained it was a very special night and they reserved a small private table that was tucked in a small candlelit nook which was set aside for just such an occasion. When my wife arrived home I had already left the apartment and was at the wine bar at the French bistro enjoying a fantastic Chablis.
My wife arrived to the restaurant 45 minutes later dressed to kill. She was wearing the beautiful backless red dress, white heels that she wore at our wedding and her black hair was in soft wavy curls. Most beautiful of all was the glowing smile on her face as she was radiant, joyful illumination made her even more than the day I married her. I got off the bar stool and walked toward her. I am 6'3 and when my wife is wearing heels she is only an inch shorter than me. I placed my hand gently on the back of her neck gently guiding her face towards mine. She then placed her arms on either side of my neck and I gave her a passionate kiss that made her quiver.