Mike and Laura had been together six months. Since the night they had a little fun on their vacation at "Velvet Touch" their sex life was fairly normal. Mike didn't want to press Laura to quickly into being more adventuresome within their relationship and with her own sexuality. He was still working on getting her over her shyness at being totally naked with him.
When he first discovered that she shaved he was surprised only due to the fact of knowing what a really sheltered life she had led. He had asked her about it one day and she told him that she been doing that since the first time she had her first period. She said she could not stand to feel that sticky icky feeling as she put it. She said it was her aunt who had told her to shave that it would make her feel better and cleaner. Laura had started her period while visiting her aunt at her lake house in the summer when she was twelve.
He had finally convinced her to let him shave her a month ago. When he first suggested that to her she had shied away from that. She was still pretty shy and not yet used to having someone in her life again, so he bided his time until he finally got her to agree. This was one of the things that really turned him on, and it had taken him some time to convince her it was true.
Now every morning after they had showered after getting off of work, he would shave her. His cock would always get hard just thinking about shaving her. Naturally he would always have to taste his handiwork after, making sure he hadn't missed a spot.
Tonight was their six month anniversary and he had something special planned for her. He thought it was very lucky that it would fall on a Friday when neither of them worked and he was quite happy about that. Now if the ice storm that was being predicted would hold off until they got back from dinner he would consider it a very lucky day indeed.
When they got home that morning after their shower and his shaving of her pussy he had made love to her all morning as he had done everyday since the first night they spent together. As soon as she had fallen asleep he had slipped out of bed to go buy the surprises he had in store for her that evening.
He had only been gone a little over an hour, when he returned, he hid everything out in the shed until he could bring them in later without her seeing them. The only thing he brought into the house were the 4 dozen carnations he had picked up for her. He put them in the closet in the spare room just in case she happened to go in there for some reason.
He slipped back into bed, his hand slid softly down to her pussy and he gently began to wake her up playing with her. He made love to her again and this time he fell asleep with her.
He was what was referred to as a "Satyriasis" meaning he had an excessive, often uncontrollable sexual desire in and behavior by a man, according to the dictionary. He was the male version of a nympho.
Laura was his equal, she never said no, she was always sexually aroused and her spirit was almost adventuresome as his own. He'd been with a few women who were sexual but not as oversexed as himself. That is why all his previous relationships didn't last, and if one of them said to him oh don't mess my hair because they had planned on going out...well then the next day he was the one going and it was without her.
Another quality Laura had was her fierce loyalty to Sue and Jaye, especially to Sue. Sue was every bit as loyal to her as well. When they had come back from their vacation, Sue had cornered him one morning while he was waiting to take her home from work. She made it clear that if he was just fucking with Laura or if he hurt her, he would regret it. She had made him promise he would not tell Laura about their conversation. She had finally told Laura herself a couple of months ago, telling both she and Mike that she now believed that he did truly care for her best friend.
He had taken her to Clara's on the River for dinner. It was a nice casual restaurant that they both enjoyed going to. While she had been in the shower he had brought all the things in from the shed putting them in the spare bedroom, then he had joined her in the shower.
The freezing rain started just as they were leaving the restaurant. It took them an extra 15 minutes to get home. When they got inside he helped her off with her coat then told her to stay in the living room that he had a surprise for her. He slipped into the spare room to get the things he had hid in there then hurried back to their room. Ten minutes later he was back in the living room handing her a small package with the card he had worked so hard to make on one of those make it yourself greeting card machines.
"What's this for,"she asked him? "I thought you said we would not get each other a gift, Michael?"
"Open the card and read it, you'll understand as you read the card," he told her.
The card had two hearts on the front entwined, inside it read...Inside the small box you will find a gift to big to fit in any box, please open the box now, after you have looked in the box open your card to the next page and it was signed Always yours, Mike. Laura did as the card requested, the box was empty. She turned the card to the next page...Although the box looks empty it holds a gift I could not wrap, it holds my heart Laura, and I give my heart to you. She cried, she couldn't help it, she wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him passionately. "It's a gift I'll always treasure, Michael."
He had almost blew their relationship last night when he made love to her and he was going to make sure he didn't slip again at least not for a while yet. In a very heated moment of passion he had said those three words to her. She froze up on him, stiff as a board when he had blurted out that he loved her.
"No you don't Mike, it's just your passion talking, please don't say it again."
He knew she was not ready for his declaration of love and couldn't believe that he had just blurted it out as it was. It didn't matter that he was in love with her, it would take time, probably a long time before he could ever make her understand that he did love her or that she would believe him. Times like that he really hated her ex husband and would have loved to have beat the living shit out of him for making her so insecure about love.
He cuddled with her on the couch for a few minutes, kissing her sweetly and nuzzling her neck. He wanted tonight to be really special for her, he hoped that the surprise that was waiting in the bedroom would bring another area of pleasure to her. He was fairly confident that he could get her to go along with what he had in mind. She was so willing and eager to do anything that would bring them both sexual pleasure. More importantly is that she trusted him, and her trust just made him love her more. Damn he had to be careful or he would tell her that he loved her again if he didn't control his need to make her understand just how much he did love her.
"Come on honey, I've got another surprise for you in our room," he told her, pulling her up from the couch and leading her down the hall to their room.
Laura first noticed all the candles he had placed around the room, the room was full of the gentle aroma of pineapple, a scent that was neither to strong nor to sweet, it was her favorite. The bed was covered in rose petals of various colors, white, red, yellow and pink. There were also two huge vases of carnations which was her favorite flower. Over in the corner of the room on the floor was one of those huge floor pillows, that matched the mint green and yellows in her bedroom. On the side of the bed closest to them was a huge clothing box, tied with a bright red ribbon. "Michael you promised no gifts."
"Honey this is something that I bought you a few weeks ago and have been saving for this special occasion," he told her, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her passionately. He had sent away for what was in the box weeks ago. He had rented a post office box so that it would be delivered there so she would not know about it if it had been delivered to the house. He reached for the box and handed it to her.
She placed it back down on the bed and slipped the ribbon from the package opening the box. Inside was a beautiful short, red satin gown. She lifted it from the box looking at it more closely.
Mike pushed her towards the bathroom door. "Go ahead and change into it babe, I'll be eagerly awaiting for you to open the door so I can see what I have envisioned you would look like in this for weeks," he told her.