If you've read any of my previous stories, those are mostly fantasy. This is my first mostly true story.
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Mark signed the credit card statement and asked Jenn if there was anything else they needed to do before heading home. He enjoyed his birthday steak dinner but was ready for the more important part of the evening - his birthday sex.
"God, please don't let her want to do any more shopping." It was a 30 minute drive home, and every minute they spent at a store was an extra minute before he got to take off her clothes.
"Nothing else I need to do. How`bout you?" she asked knowing what his answer would be.
"Nah, I'm good," he responded. "Rush hour traffic should be easing up, so I think we're OK to head to the house."
Mark opened her door and lusted after her round ass before she eased herself down into the car.
They were married just over a year ago and had an amazing 13 months learning what each other liked sexually. For Jenn's birthday 3 months earlier, they decided that the birthday celebrant got to decide the night's sexual agenda as part of their birthday present. Jenn had asked for a full body massage including feet, legs, back, and all special places. They learned quite a bit about touch, pleasure, teasing, and cumming during that long night. Now Mark was ready for his special present.
Jenn had been trying to ask for hints to see what he wanted but he kept it very secret, even through a steak dinner and a bottle of wine.
"Do I need to put on something sexy?" She asked during the drive home, still trying to get him to share what would happen when they got naked.
"No, I like what you're wearing now. I love the way your legs look in those shorts, and all I could think about through dinner was taking them off of you. Just change that top for the peach camisole I like," he answered.
She agreed but still had no idea what was about to happen. She was pretty sure, though, it would be something she had never done before.
Jenn had grown up in a strict home, and "good girls don't have premarital sex," and "you'll go to hell if you let a boy touch you" were always a part of her life. In her teens she learned that most of her friends had sex and none of them were cast into the pits of hell once they learned the joys of orgasm. But she still managed to graduate high school as a rare virgin. In her early twenties she finally met a guy who talked her out of her panties and her virginity, but when she met Mark in a college night class three years later, she was one of the most inexperienced 25-year-olds in Dallas.
Mark grew up in a more open home and lost his virginity before graduating high school. He had long-term girlfriends who were comfortable with the physical aspects of relationships and during 5+ years of college enjoyed that part of the college experience. He met Jenn taking additional college classes after he graduated and knew the first day of class he had to ask her out.
He sat near her in class, chatted nightly, did her homework, walked her to her car, called her at home for help on that night's lectures, but never could get the courage to ask her out. He'd never had any trouble talking to girls, but for some reason he was nervous around her. He did finally ask her out on the last night of class, but not until he walked her to her car, sprouted chicken wings, slunk home like a coward, and had a couple of courage-inducing drinks. He finally worked up the courage to call her, and she accepted.
The first year of dating they had incredible sex, but Jenn stuck to her "no premarital intercourse" lifestyle. Mark tried often, but this was a major difference they couldn't overcome. She decided it was best they go their separate ways.
A year after they broke up, they bumped into each other again - they were both taking college night classes at a different college so they wouldn't risk seeing each other where they originally met. Mark convinced her it was fate, and they decided to try to be together again. This time was different - Jenn couldn't wait to get naked with him, she spent the night often, and she was always willing to have sex. Since this had been the only hiccup in their relationship the first time around, they decided they wanted to get married.
Now 13 months later their sex life was very satisfying, but there were still new things Mark wanted them to experience. As they pulled in to the driveway of the rent house they lived in while she finished college, Mark was ready to teach her one of those things.
"I'll open a bottle of wine while you slip in to that camisole," he said as he unlocked the door.
"So these shorts, the peach camisole..." she was asking.
"No shoes," he added. "And meet me in the office."
When they went in, she went left to their bedroom while he went right to the "office". It was actually the extra bedroom with a desk, an oversized chair, and most importantly, a closet door with floor-to-ceiling mirrors. He made sure the room was in decent shape, pulled the chair in front of the closet door, and then went to the kitchen to find a bottle of wine. He had enough time to pop the cork and pour 2 glasses before she met him in the office dressed exactly as requested.
Mark smiled when she came in. Jenn was 5' 8" tall and had long legs toned from years of drill team practice. She had long, blonde hair that hung seductively over her left shoulder, and full, soft lips that could make him hard with just a kiss. The camisole clung to her 36C breasts, and as hoped, she took off her bra before putting it on. Her top didn't quite reach the top of her shorts, so a teasing glimpse of her stomach was visible between them. Her small waist tapered into full womanly hips. Her haunting eyes could at times say, 'fuck me right now' but at other times warn 'you really screwed up'. Tonight it was the former, and he knew it would be an amazing, hedonistic adventure.
"My god, you're gorgeous!" he said as he handed her the glass of wine.
She smiled and thanked him before taking the first of many sips.
"So what's tonight's agenda," she asked and then took a second, longer sip.
