A Kiss

We had gone out that evening to a nice sit down restaurant instead of the usual fast food or pizza joint. It was nice to be alone with her and not in a hurry. I had the entire evening planned, or so I thought. I wanted it to be special because I was in love. To me she was beautiful. She wasn't the smartest woman on the earth, but far from the dumbest. She wasn't model material but to me she was. At five foot two inches, she was the perfect height for me. Not skinny, not even slender, she had her share of extra pounds but still I didn't care. Her ass was a little bit big and her hips were just a tad wide, still didn't matter. Her tits were big, 40DD, and hung down due to their weight, and her nipples seemed to be always cherry sized hard nubs. They were always sticking out of whatever she wore. Sometimes it would make me smile and giggle inside. Her hair was short even though I preferred it long and almost a different color weekly. But tonight it was black to the point of a purple shimmer. It was almost typical; she couldn't make up her mind what color she wanted.

Tonight she wore black nylon pants that showed off her round ass to its best. Simple grey tennis shoes adorned her small feet. I could never understand how she could go with out socks, it makes my feet sweat to do that, but not her it seemed. I never noticed any foul aroma emanating from her feet. Her top was a tight nit turtle neck sweater. This one always made my eyes pop out of their sockets when a good brazier was underneath. You know what they say about wonder bras! And yes, the nipples were proudly on display. Oh the sweet torture I've done to those nipples. I've bound her tits so they protrude almost obscenely and put clover clamps on her nipples. I would gently yank on the connecting chain and watch as her nipples would stretch out even further. I've pulled and twisted on those hard nubs and all I get from her is a lustful moan. But I've digressed enough, for now anyway.

After we ate and chatted about mostly nothing we went to a local bar for a drink or two. Mostly it was to watch the other men there ogle her tits and ass. This in itself was enough to make me want to rush home and have my way with her which was usually what happened most nights, and days, and mornings. But all too soon it was time to head home.

The drive home was great. There was no traffic to speak of so we could indulge ourselves. Reaching over I squeezed her left tit and pulled on her ever hard nipple. She rubbed my crotch through my pants making my cock hard. Like she needed to rub it, just thinking of getting her naked and her going down on my cock would make it a hard flesh pole. I told her to rub her pussy and she did one better. Her hand disappeared down inside her pants for several minutes. When she brought it out she sucked her fingers and then her hand disappeared again. This time when her wet fingers came into view again she put them to my mouth, which I licked and sucked clean. But the driveway was in sight before we could get too carried away.

As we walked to the door I followed her. I like watching her ass sway back and forth and in the pants she had on tonight it was almost as if she had none on. Up on one side, down on the other. It was poetry in motion, sweet, wordless, poetry. I unlocked the door and we both went in, I was still behind her of course. I stopped her in the entry and turned her around. Kneeling I untied her shoes and helped her out of them. I then helped her remove her sweater to which I found out she did have her Wonder Bra on after all. Then off came her pants and I saw the mating black thong underneath. I could see the wetness on them from the drive home. I stood and took a step back to admire her in her lingerie, but for only a moment. I needed to have her naked. I slowly pulled her thong down and could smell her arousal and see the dew on the lips of her pussy. The front clasp of her bra was easy to undo and the bra fell nicely away. She shrugged her shoulders and the garment fell to the floor. She was now as I wanted her, naked.

I pushed the hair away from her ears, I liked seeing her ears, don't ask me why because I'm not even sure myself. I also liked her neck; it always smelled so very good. With one hand around her throat and the other on the side of her face and her ear between my third and fourth finger and my thumb on her chin I made my move.

First I came in close, licked my lips, and then touched her lips with mine. I slid them across her lips to moisten by gently caressing her lips with my tongue. I then came back and parted her lips with my tongue only slightly before feeling her tongue touching mine inside her mouth. Then a little tongue wrestling and some spit swapping. Crude I know but fun. Then it was back to the gentle kisses I started with and on with my original plan.

I released her face and her neck before putting both hands on her face and holding it gently. I kissed her one more time before I said, Will you be my wife?