The Proposal!

This was written Wed Morning. Just haven't had a chance to post.


I love surprises! I mean honest to god, I had no idea, wow that was really cool surprises. The problem is that it is incredibly rare to pull one over on me. I think the last real surprise I got was I found out I was knocked up. And believe me I didn’t see that one coming. So when I say my husband completely surprised me last night I would have you know how rare an occurrence that is. But I get ahead of myself.

Yesterday I had an absolutely idyllic lovely day. My mother and I went to Columbus to see my grandmother and aunt who are about to depart to warmer climates for the next month or so. So we went down to celebrate Mother’s Day a wee bit early. It was a great deal of fun as my grandma and Aunt are 2 of the hippest people I have met. Anyway we hang out. We eat. We drink and then we head home. Mom drops me off at home just as my daughter gets off the bus. What’s more, my daughter is in a good mood. We got to laugh and play before she got ready for her first soccer game of the season. It was also team picture day so she took a shower and I got to blow dry her hair and brush it which is one of my all time favorite things to do. As she gets older she doesn’t want Mommy to do those kind of things as often so I treasure it when I can get it. Anyway after copious hair brushing was done we headed to the field. We had to arrive a half hour before the game for the pictures so while she was getting her pics Jason and I continued our commitment to each other to walk every day. So we walked our mile and a half and ended up back at the field just as the teams were lining up (We didn’t leave her on her own at the field btw. Her grandma was there. I can just hear her Uncles grabbing their chests… lol) Lily found hard, not letting a goal in while she played goalie for the first half. And as a forward the second half she assisted our 2 goals. The game closed tied and it was a pretty darn good match too.

So this is where things get interesting. My mom asks me if she can take Lily out for ice cream since it was her first game of the season and she did so well. Now Lily had a big snack after school but she had yet to have dinner, plus she had homework to do, plus a post match shower to take, plus Wed is aptitude testing (::cringe::) at school so she signed an agreement with her principal to go to bed early. Her bedtime is 9. The game finished at 7:30. So, the mean mother I am, I said no. She had to come home and though I didn’t tell her this I was planning on giving her some ice cream while she did her homework. Mom counters with that she will get Lily dinner and ice cream then bring her home. I begin to protest and Jason says quietly from behind me “I don’t see the problem”. So not really thinking about it I said Ok and off Mom and Lily went.

Jason and I head back towards the house talking about what we want for dinner since it was now just 2 of us. He tries to get us to go out to eat. Which had I thought about it was more than a little odd in itself. He never pushes to go out. If he wants to go out he asks. If I say No then he doesn’t bring it up again. But he pushed and I said no. We had perfectly good food at home. So we decide on some Kahiki chicken that was in the freezer. We get home and I head upstairs and Jason offered to get it ready. So I go upstairs and stretch out on the bed thinking about what a really good day it’s been. Ready to eat some yummy. Jason comes bounding up the stairs and tells me that the chicken cooks at one temperature and the egg rolls at another but for the same amount of time. This dilemma is bit beyond his cooking expertise and he needed me to look at it and figure it out. So he helps me up from the bed and slick as a snake oil salesmen he slips a folded white paper in my hand. I open it up and it reads:

“To my sweet love,

Here we are, 10 years! Spending time with you had been a blast (as they say). My love for you has grown in these years more than I have ever felt before. You make my heart sing when you get excited, crushed when you are sad and float when you are dreamy! We have had our up’s and down’s but since we found our rolls (You Dom, me Your property), face it baby we work well together. And always will. My idea of a wonderful, sexy, funny, voluptuous wife is you! Cheers to our first ten. You’re the only one I want with me for the rest of my life.

Your loving husband,
Jason

Ps. Tonight is for us. Your mom is taking Lily tonight and I get to rub, caress and explore your body to my hearts content. I love you and enjoy tonight, it’s ours!”

And then he held me so tightly and kissed me long and deep.

He absolutely got me. I was expecting the re-uping of the contract this weekend. In fact I was 100% sure it was going down this weekend. Which is why he said he did it on Tuesday. The conditions I placed on what I wanted from the proposal were it needed to be romantic and unexpected. Were he to do it Friday or Sat then it would not have been unexpected.

I couldn’t stop smiling! I mean it! My cheeks hurt! We ended up going out to dinner after all. While we were eating I gently pointed out that the letter, though incredibly romantic, didn’t actually ask me to marry him again. To my shock he smiled and said “I know.” Then he winked and didn’t say anything else. Renew smiling fit. So we have a lovely meal and head home where instead of putting in the Chinese flick we had rented he pops in The Beatles Anthology that had arrived from Netflix and I was anxiously awaiting watching. Then he goes into the other room for a while and without a word to me reappears with all of my pedicure stuffs. He makes me a nest of pillows and blankets to relax into while he soaks and scrubs my feet while I watch and listen to my all time favorite band. Heaven.

Once the pedicure was done he was getting up from the ground and held his hand out for me to help him up. Instead of getting up he turned to me on the one knee, held my hand, looked me deeply in the eyes and asked “Will you marry me again, Lana?” It took me completely by surprise and for a second I was speechless. But then I said “Yes” and we made out for a while. Before it got too passionate he pushed me down on the bed and began rubbing lotion on my feet. Then he kept rubbing. He ended up giving me a full body massage that took about 2 hours. YUM! After the anthology was over quick as a flash he had music playing. He begins tickling and kissing me.

Now at this point I just close my eyes and give myself over to the sensation. And before I know it I feel our cuffs being strapped onto my wrists! Squeal!!!!! He has me lying on my stomach with my hands secured straight above my head and he proceeds to kiss and lick every inch of my body! He kept it so light which he knows drives me absolutely wild. Once he had turned me into a quivering mass and my pussy was wet enough to soak to sheets he flipped me over, rechained me, and proceeded to do the same to my front. To say it was hot is to understate how very hot it actually was. Once he had finished the circuit and I was damn near begging to fuck he shoved his cock down my throat which is one of my favorite things to do. Though Jason will rarely face fuck me when I am tied up as he is constantly afraid of hurting me. Rightly so, he’s a big boy. But not last night. He shoved his cock deep in my throat, held me by my hair and fucked my mouth until I could taste his precum. Then smart boy that he is he stopped. Pulled his cock out and immediately began kissing my tits again while I moaned. Then he went down on me and ate me out until I had one of the longest and strongest orgasms I have ever had. I soaked his face. And while I was still realising from the mind blowing orgasm he slid inside of me. That is when all conscious thought left me. I completely gave myself over to the more primal part of myself. We fucked. We fucked hard. He twisted and bent me in ways that have me sore today. He fucked me like a jackhammer. Oh. My. God. It. Was. FANTASTIC! He made me cum over and over and over and over again. And then some more for good measure. Once the hour mark of actual sex had come and gone I, gasping, asked if he was ready to cum. He kissed me and whispered in my ear “You have to ‘red’out tonight.” Meaning he was going to fuck me until I begged for mercy! How fucking hot is that?!!!!

So long story short (too late) we fucked for 2 hours. I came a gazillion times and when I finally couldn’t take anymore and I told him he needed to cum he came for Me on command. It was AMAZING! I may have suffered brain damage it was that good.

And what was more, as soon as we were done he cuddled up to me and began rubbing my forehead, gently petting me until I fell asleep. I absolutely adore being petted and it is my all time favorite way to fall asleep.

SO HAPPY!

And as I write this my wonderful husband is heading off downstairs to make me breakfast in bed of Eggs Benedict.

Bliss.