I woke up the next morning feeling randy, a lot randy, actually, wanting my wife. She was still dead to the world but sometime during the night we'd spooned together. God, she felt good in my arms after the last week, nearly two weeks since we'd made love together. My fingers just seemed to gravitate all on their own to tweak a bare nipple, mine again, I thought.
Dani squirmed with a little moan, either waking up or having a nice dream, so I pinched her nipple a little harder between my thumb and forefinger, rolling it just slightly, like she's always liked, at the same time kissing and tickling her neck with my tongue, getting more and more turned on. She snuggled back against me and her hand covered mine over her tit, pressing slightly, letting me know she liked what I was doing.
I liked it, too -- a lot, the way she was snuggling back to me, her hand over mine, the feel of her tit in my hand, just... everything. My dick was plainly liking it, too, pressing against her bare backside.
Dani rolled over, obviously awake, and kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth. Did I mention how good it felt to have my arms around my wife in our bed? I don't think it'd ever felt that good, not even when we first married, just to feel the love emanating from her pores. "Not now," she said, tickling my lips with her tongue, "tonight... want our first time to be perfect."
Unfortunately, after we were up, later in the morning, Dani's parents invited us for dinner that night. Before her mom's phone call, we'd talked about where we might go that would be fun, where we could unload some of the stress of the last week; you know, a little not-so-innocent foreplay before that 'perfect' big event.
"Mom, Robert, and I were planning on going out, can we do it another night?" Dani asked her mother.
"Honey, I'm sorry, I've already talked to Robert's parents, and Jody and Jon, they're all coming over, we missed you last week... I... guess I could call them back..." The pleading in her voice came through, loud and clear.
Dani let out a little groan, she'd had the phone's speaker on and I heard all. I rolled my eyes at her and nodded, mouthing the word 'okay', even though every pore in my body was saying otherwise. She smiled appreciatively, "Okay, Mom, what time? We'll be there."
"Seven, seven-thirty?" she said.
When Dani clicked her phone off, she looked at me with those puppy-dog eyes that told me everything I needed to know. "It's fine," I told her, grinning at her, "we'll still have later." Inwardly, I was growling, why couldn't her mom have asked us first? Ah well, so be it. We'd probably have done the same thing if it had been one of our kids.
We got there shortly after seven, the kids were already there, not that they were 'kids' anymore, Jodi was twenty-one, and Jon twenty-six. Jodi's had off and on boyfriends, none now, and Jon's wife of two years, Tammy, a pretty, petite, redhead. Jon had done well, marrying her.
We hadn't told either about the truck and boat yet, all they knew was that we'd been visiting one of Mom's high school friends, the famous football player, and we knew Jon would be anxious to hear everything about him. Obviously, we weren't going to tell them about 'that', but Alan had autographed a football and some other things that he'll be more than a little excited about. Jon was still a kid at heart
As for me, the thing I was looking forward to was after this dinner, bedtime. I'm sure you can't figure out why. It'd been a loooonnnngg time!
Dani's parents were Jessica and Jake. Now you know why both our kids' names were Js. Not sure exactly what happened with Dani, why she wasn't a J as well. Not that I'm complaining, mind you, I love the name Daniella, love her nickname, too.
My mom and dad arrived a few minutes after us.
Jake had grilled a prime rib on his pellet grill, Jessica made a potato salad, and Dani made her cake specialty -- butter pecan. The 'kids' each brought snacks, Tammy had made ice cream. Think that wouldn't be good with the butter pecan cake? My mom and dad brought several bottles of wine, which they loved. I'm not sure what happened, but the wine-lover genes had skipped me. I thought the stuff was nothing but spoiled grapes, but as usual, would drink a little just to be polite.
"So, tell us about your trip, what did you do there for a week?" My mom, Sarah, asked. Dani and I looked at each other with a secret smile on our faces. I didn't think we were going to indulge in every little detail.
"Went to see the ballpark where Alan played," Dani told her.
"That's all? For a week? Don't think it's quite that big. Must have done more than that," Dad asked, with a perplexed look on his face.
Dani and I both chuckled. We could tell them sooo much! Some things were better left unsaid and unknown, though, much better. I think they might have misinterpreted the chuckle, "We ran into Alan's cousin, Tevin... had quite a fun evening with him," Dani said. I nearly spit out the drink I'd just taken, out through my nose, thinking about that evening. She looked around the table with a grin on her face, "We... uhh... bought a little something from him... he's a sales manager at a Ford dealership, sort of bought a new truck from him..."
Jodi looked at her mom wide-eyed, "You bought a WHAT?"
Jon's reaction was a bit different, a big smile on his face, "Cool, Mom! A big one?"
I was at least thankful that no one seemed to pick up on the 'fun evening'. Would hate to have to explain that away.
Dani went on, explaining, "It's an F150," looking at Jon, "big enough to pull the boat we bought, I'm pretty sure."
Now everyone at the table except Dani and me were in shock, a huge surprised look on their faces, "A what?" Dani's dad asked.
"We bought a boat, eighteen-foot ski boat, always wanted to learn to waterski," I explained, "Alan's going to be driving them up from Florida this week."
Jon shook his head like he was trying to clear out the shock from his brain, "Dad... why would you do that all the way there? Why not here?"
"Cuz, son, we couldn't have gotten the kind of bargain here. Alan Ryder has a lot of pull there, bought the truck from his cousin and the boat at the same time he bought a big one, so got a hell of a deal on both.
Dani's mom was watching Dani, "Alan Ryder... wasn't he the boy you were so in love with your senior year?"
Dani's face turned a bright, cherry-red. Her dad looked toward me, "Is there...?"
"Mom, Dad, that was a long time ago, he's an old high school boyfriend... he's a friend, nothing more."
"Daniellllla," her mom started, dragging her name out, "your dad and I weren't naïve back then, we knew what was going on between you two... at least part of it, we were teenagers once too, you know."
Both Jodi and Jon were looking around like 'what the hell -- something you never told us?'
