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Leif had played this thing like a fiddle. He'd fooled Lynne and figured out exactly what kind of ring his little cutie wanted. It was almost too easy, because Lynne had no idea what was up his sleeve. How could she guess, that after three months he would propose. Hell, he hadn't imagined that he would, but he loved her so much he couldn't imagine life without her. And he wanted to give her his last name. He knew how his folks had felt about marriage, but the love he felt for Lynne made the reason that people got married shift into crystal clear focus.
Leif cornered Janelle alone after one of Lynne's shows. He had to let Janelle in on his plan to figure out what kind of rings that Lynne would like.
Besides, he felt like he needed to ask permission from someone who really cared about Lynne, to ask for her hand in marriage. He actually told Janelle this, he felt badly for how it had turned out with her parents, and wanted someone else's approval. He knew he wouldn't be getting it from her parents, because he was not involved in that religion. Janelle told him that she certainly had his permission to marry Lynne, and she was glad they were so happy and in love. But she also told him that she was mad with him for making her keep such a big important secret from her best friend. Leif had assured her that it would only be for a few days.
Next, he told her that he wanted her to cook up an elaborate scheme so that the girls would go ring shopping, but Lynne wouldn't know that the ring was for her. He had Janelle and her cousin go ring shopping, and just offhandedly invite Lynne along.
The cousin, who Lynne didn't know at all, pretended to be looking around at engagement rings, because her boyfriend was getting serious and wanted to know what her taste in rings was. This got Lynne and Janelle involved in looking at rings inadvertently. And then, Janelle teased her, and asked her, what kind of ring she'd want Leif to give her, if he asked her to marry him.
Janelle said later that she said,
"Damn, if he wants to marry me, he could just tie a blade of grass around my finger and I'd say yes...that's some hippie shit that he would do too,"
Leif, and Janelle had laughed. But it touched him, with her sweetness. He'd do better than a blade of grass though. She'd shown Janelle a couple of picks. Janelle was even able to convince Lynne to try on the rings, just to see what they looked like. Leif couldn't believe he'd gotten that close, and gotten all that information by cooking up this scheme with Janelle, and Lynne was not the wiser.
***
Lynne loved the Mother Pearl Sushi restaurant. She was excited that Leif was taking her to this place. It was expensive, but the Sushi was wonderful. She did not want him spending so much money on her, and she'd told him that he should be saving their money, especially since he just pawned his guitar. She said he could treat her to the happy family place up the block, since they could get all you could eat sushi for like ten bucks per person.
Leif then told her that he'd never taken her any place really nice since they'd been dating, and he wanted to treat her, especially since she was going through a hard time with her family. He'd told her that he knew what he could afford to do, and to hush up, and spanked her ass a good five or six times. She liked it when he bossed her around when he was being playful. That was the only time where Leif was very assertive. His kindhearted tender ways made her swoon, but she did enjoy, when he told her to hush up and swatted her ass like she was a misbehaving little schoolgirl, in jest. When they were serious, he cared about her thoughts and feelings more than any other man she ever knew. He relished a spirited debate, or a friendly discussion with her.
So, here she was, getting ready for their fancy date out on the town. She wanted to look beautiful to him, scrumptious. She was so ready for him to make love to her. She ached for it now. Every time they had foreplay now, and they were making out, she begged, and begged him to make love to her, and he kept saying, wait a little bit, I have something special to tell you.
She didn't know what this special thing was, but quite frankly, she was getting tired of waiting! When they'd broken up, she'd felt sick inside that she hadn't had the chance to share her body fully with him. And while she now felt that their love was growing stronger, and she'd shared the last of her deep dark secrets with him, and he knew enough that they could weather any storm, to her, it underscored how she never could tell what the future would bring. If anything happened to him or their love, and she hadn't got to feel his hot hardness throbbing inside of her, she'd never get over it.
When she sucked his dick, she imagined him stroking inside of her. When she kissed his dick, she imagined what his body would feel like fitting to her contours deep in the secret places of her vagina. When he licked her erotically and pushed his tongue in her hot femininity, sliding in as deep as he could, and tickling her with joy where he should enter her, she was flat on her back in her mind's eye, her lower lips kissing him, sucking him engulfed with the joy of him. Everything about the sexuality with him was so beautiful, the way she could be free with him, say those secret, dirty arousing words. Dick. Pussy. Words that were forbidden and made her embarrassed before, but they were beautiful, and sensual, and nasty, and natural between the two of them.
Leif's dick deep inside her aching pussy, rocking gently until they both came. Mercy!
She could hardly stand her arousal for Leif. She made sure the door was closed. She opened and closed her lips slightly the way he liked to do when he teased her. She rubbed herself in a very slow, teasing circle. It didn't feel like his husky fingers though, not nearly as good. She sucked her own finger for lubrication and pressed it inside. She tried to curl it in a come hither motion the way Leif did, but her fingers weren't long enough to press on that sweet, spongy part inside. Oh Leif's long, gentle, husky fingers felt good, good, good on pushing on that part deep inside her. Oh she prayed that his thick dick could hit the same spot inside of her. And she prayed that he would be gentle. As horny as she was, she was still frightened by sex. It had always hurt before. It had never, ever, ever felt good for Lynne. But, Leif's fingers had felt good, and that had been painful before, so she thought it might be the same with his penis. In any case she couldn't wait to find out.
She stopped masturbating, because she didn't want to come and spoil the evening with Leif. She prayed that tonight would be the night where they would become one, in a literal and metaphorical sense. Next, she took out her huge, green, plastic rollers. Leif loved her hair curlers, and her beauty treatments. He thought it was cute to get a window into what women did while getting ready. He also told her he thought such preparations were very silly, because he thought she was the cutest when she'd just rolled out of bed or jumped out of the shower. He adored her...she'd have waited ten lifetimes to find a perfect love like his, and whatever price she paid, even her family, was worth it.
"What are you doing in there babe, I need to get ready too," he called.
"Oh hush! Go play your new ass games!" she chided.
She peeled off her robe.
She wasn't planning on wearing a bra, so she simply slipped on a pair of black and blue thong panties. The thong panties were important so that her panty line didn't show. Her dress was a black and blue tight cotton dress, and she had a plunging neckline that was sexy, yet tasteful. She thought her breasts were small, and her ass and legs were her best features, although Leif seemed to like them just fine. This dress showed off a little bit of her breasts, just a bit of the bare skin of her braless sight cleavage, with it's plunging neckline. It made her small breasts look bigger. It also gave the illusion that Leif could pull the dress roughly to one of the sides, and expose her naked breasts for his pleasure.
God, she was getting so wet dreaming of him doing these wonderfully delicious things to her, and she wondered if the choice in a thong panty was enough to hide any vaginal lubrication.
She un-rolled her hair and pinned it up into an elaborate, and elegant chiffon.
Finally she exited the bathroom.
Her eyes caught Leif's as she walked into the bedroom to put on just a little bit of lipstick, Lynne never fooled around with too much makeup, besides lipstick, mascara, and eye shadow. And often, she only chose one of the three.
"You look so damn beautiful honey. I know it sounds cheesy, but you take my breath away," he added sweetly.
"That doesn't sound cheesy at all Leif, it sounds sweet, thank you," she added blushing.
He kissed her forehead.
"And you look so good you make it all damn worth it. I know the bathroom is steamed, you left me no hot water, and probably there are rollers and wrapping paper all over the sink," he teased.
She threw one of his black socks at him and giggled.
He made her laugh, just as much as he made her aroused, and hungry for him. She was a lucky woman.
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