My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 13

When her eyes opened the found mine immediately and I knew what was in store for me. Her pushed lightly at my shoulders while starting to lift and turn her body knowing I'd follow her silent directions and shift onto my back for her. It was such a familiar maneuver for both of us that my cock didn't even come close to slipping from her body. Positioned on top of me, she sat up shook her breasts at me making them jiggle as my eyes moved side to side following them. Riding me a little harder than before, she ground her hips and planted her hands on my thighs as she leaned back to give me a better view. Watching the thick shaft of my cock slide between her clean-shaven pink pussy lips was an incredible sight. It was easy to lose myself in thoughts of how much she loved me and almost without warning I was cumming, spewing my load of thick white cum deep inside her body.

Cassie needed to use the bathroom when we were done and scurried off after a handful of kisses. I wanted to stay awake for her but dozed off for a few minutes until she returned and roused me from my sleep to get under the blankets with her. Still half asleep I let her guide me and closed my eyes tight the minute my head hit the pillow. I could feel her lifting my arms to wrap them around her as she cuddled close to my side and shared the pillow with me. The last thing I remember is her saying I love you and a soft kiss that tasted of mint toothpaste.

The next morning I woke and looked around for a moment before I remembered we were in a hotel room, not our bedroom back in Vancouver. I watched Cassie sleep, her face peaceful and angelic even with the red creases that showed when stirred a little lifting her head from the pillow. As I watched her sleep I found myself wondering if waking up in our new house would be like this at first. Would it feel like I waking up in the wrong place until we had a chance to get used to it? It was our dream home, the house where we'd raise our children but I was willing to admit I'd miss the apartment that held so many good memories. When Cassie's eyes finally fluttered open she looked around with a puzzled expression of her own.

"Good morning beautiful," I said kissing her. If she could taste any foul morning breath she never let it show.

"Good morning Dickie," she said in a soft voice.

"Did you sleep well?" I asked.

"Once I got to sleep I did," she said sitting up and letting the blankets fall away from her breasts to look out the window in search of the sun.

"What kept you up?" I asked.

"I was looking at you and thinking," she said smiling down at me and lowering her head to the pillow again.

"Thinking about what?" I asked.

"A little bit of everything. My mind was racing last night. You looked so handsome as you slept I imagined having a son that grew up to look just like you. Our wedding is so close now. We won't have to hide the fact that we're husband and wife anymore. We'll be moving into our house and we can start our family. Life with you seems perfect right now but it's about to get even better," she said shaking her head in wonder.

"Everything we ever wanted will be ours," I said kissing her. "I love you so much sweetie."

"I love you too," she said smiling as she felt my fingers between her legs. "What are you doing?" she asked when I started to kiss my way down her neck.

"I'm having pussy for breakfast," I said.

"But today is our last day to make love until our wedding night," she said.

"Which is why I don't understand you wanting me to stop," I said throwing the blankets back to expose her naked body.

I wanted to eat her pussy and I did. It didn't take long to convince Cassie that she wanted it too. Though my cock grew hard almost immediately, I forced myself to wait until later even if later wasn't until we made it back to Vancouver. I made her cum once without using my tongue ring. Then I began using it and made her cum a second and third time. After that I lost count but I spent a good hour between her legs making her moan and scream as she thrashed about on the bed. By the end she was sprawled on the bed breathing hard with her eyes closed. I touched her pussy lightly and squeezed her thighs around my hand begging me to stop. Tucking her into bed I kissed her on the forehead and told her there was time for a few extra hours of sleep before the ballgame.

Shaving and then showering alone, I found her sound asleep when I returned to the bedroom. I wrote a quick note and left the room eating one of the bananas we bought the day before. Outside the hotel I wandered the streets making sure to keep a mental map on how to find my way back. I stopped at a newspaper stand and pickup the morning paper. With the paper tucked under my arm, I found a flower shop and bought a bouquet of yellow and white tulips for Cassie. My final stop was at a bakery where I bought a bag of fresh cinnamon buns that were still warm and coffee for me, tea for her. Luckily the hotel was only a short walk away with everything I was carrying.

The smell of my coffee woke Cassie up from her nap shortly after I entered the room but I had time to place the tulips on the bed next to her. Her eyes grew wide and she hugged them to her chest inhaling their sweet scent. The smile she gave me was worth a thousand bouquets but the tulips, half yellow and half white, I gave her were enough to make her happy. Cassie hopped out of bed naked holding her tulips close to her body as she came over to the table to kiss me and thank me for the beautiful flowers. She set them on the table close to where she would sit and put on a robe before joining me for breakfast. I ate another half banana when she said she only wanted half of one with her warm cinnamon bun. There were four of them in the bag and she nibbled her lip after eating one as if trying to talk herself out of a second one until I pointed out that they were so delicious warm, it would be a shame not to eat them now.

Soon as she finished her tea she rushed to the bathroom to get ready for our last Dodgers game. She took her time in the bathroom giving me a chance to pack up everything so we could check out before the game. Cassie came out of the bathroom with her hair in two braids smiling at the way they turned me on. Whenever she fixed her hair like that I couldn't help but think about the day we met and snowboarding with my sweet Canadian girl. Before we left our hotel room she cornered me showing my face with kisses and offering me an afternoon of lovemaking if that was my preference. She didn't come right out and say that but I knew the offer was there. I decided it would have been a waste of the tickets not to go but promised her all the sex she wanted when we got home in the kiss I gave her back.

At the ballpark Cassie took two tulips of each color out of her bouquet and carried them into the game with her. I thought it was strange until we got to our seats and she gave them to the two little girls that had been sitting near us all weekend with their parents. Cassie smiled at the way their faces lit up and whispered to me that she brought them one of each color to avoid any arguments over who got which one. Their mom thanked us for the flowers as Cassie explained I'd brought them to her that morning and she wanted to share them with someone else. It was just one more sweet moment for a woman whose life was filled with them. I whispered my love for her into her ear and promised to bring flowers for our future little girls whenever I brought them home to her.

The game itself was another huge success in my mind. After a shaky start that saw our team down by three runs, they slowly chipped away until the game was tied at five after six innings. In the eighth the Dodgers scored three more times and the final score was 8-6 for the boys in the road grays and Dodger blue. Cassie was so happy for me as we left the ballpark and smiled excitedly at the people we passed sporting Dodgers colors. Even though we hadn't eaten anything at the game, neither of us was hungry yet thanks to our late breakfast. I drove us around Seattle for one more look before turning for home. The time passed quickly as we talked about how much fun we had all weekend and the decision to visit Seattle again sometime was an easy one. Cassie was already talking about making an annual trip there to see the Dodgers play.

Lei was at work when we got home so before we made dinner, we screwed our brains out to build an appetite. I was always hungry for more sex with Cassie and knowing that she'd be staying at her brother's place until the wedding starting tomorrow magnified that ten fold. The moment we finished eating we went back to our bedroom and spent the whole evening making love. I heard Lei come home meaning it was late but the only thing that changed was how much noise we made as we fucked.

The alarm the next morning seemed to come far too early but we were awake immediately making love one last time until our wedding night. She started to cry as I screwed her, offering to stay with me if that's what I wanted. Of course I wanted her with me every night but she was right. Our wedding night should be special and nearly a month of abstinence would lead to an incredible night that neither of us would ever forget. We showered together after we had both cum and Cassie packed a small suitcase with what she needed for the next few days before I dropped her off at work. Marc and Julie had invited us to dinner something we had enjoyed many times before, the difference being she wasn't coming home with me afterwards.

I drove home alone already feeling lost without Cassie at my side. When I got home Lei was still at work leaving the whole apartment to me. The Dodgers were off for a travel day so I didn't even have their game to keep me company. I was grateful when someone called the apartment and overjoyed when I heard Cassie's sweet voice on the other end. She was talking quietly having called on her cell phone from the guest bedroom she was staying in. I knew she had been crying already from the way she spoke and reminded her that as hard as this was it would be worth it when our wedding night arrived. We didn't talk long but we made plans to eat dinner together at the apartment and spend the night ironing out wedding arrangements. I always thought the idea of a wedding planner was silly but the amount of work that went into preparing for ours was staggering. Without Cassie I would have been completely lost.

That night I went to bed missing her in so many ways. Every night I drew comfort from sleeping with her body touching mine. I sat on the bed and looked around the room feeling sad and alone, on the verge of tears until I spotted the new bottle of hand lotion and a fresh box of tissues on the night table along with a note from Cassie. She advised me to use them as often as I wanted so long as I thought about her while I was pleasuring myself. Promising to do the same herself she signed the note Love, Cassie. I didn't jerk off that first night and was intent on trying to make it all the way to the wedding without needing the release, a lofty goal for sure. The note made me laugh at least and sleep came easier than it would have otherwise.

Waking up without her was even worse than going to bed alone because most mornings there was a moment of panic until I remembered where she was. We spent every night together and even met for breakfast from time to time. Marc and Julie made it clear that we had a standing invitation to eat dinner at their house while Cassie was staying there and we did once or twice a week but didn't want to impose anymore than we already were. Cassie tried to pay for groceries but her brother and his wife wouldn't hear of it and warned her not to bring anything home with her. They knew how much we appreciated them letting Cassie stay at their home leading up to the wedding. The only thing we could convince them to take in return was a night of babysitting while they enjoyed a romantic dinner alone.

Cassie knew how nervous I was about our first dance in front of everyone. I wanted to look like I belonged on the same dance floor with a woman as graceful as her. There was no time for formal lessons but we practiced whenever and wherever we could. As the days went by all that time holding her body tantalizingly close to mine during slow dances was maddening. To compound matters, she had no qualms with kissing me over and over but somehow managed to resist taking me to bed. If it had been left up to me our self-imposed month with no sex would have lasted no longer than a day. I knew she would have lifted the ban on sex if I told her I needed it but I couldn't do that to her when she was showing no signs of cracking on her own.

Our house was going to be completed about two weeks before the wedding which was prefect timing. We'd have enough time to get everything moved in and there would be a place to stay for some of our out of town guests. Of the four upstairs bedrooms, two would be guest rooms until we filled them with children. We planed to buy a new bed for the master bedroom so our current bed would be for one of the guest rooms and we'd buy another two to make one of the downstairs rooms a bedroom for now too. Cassie's old single bed would be good enough for me to crash in one of the upstairs rooms. The three available bedrooms were offered to my immediate family of course, one for mom, the second one to dad, and the biggest for Susan, Brian, and their baby girl. I wish there had been room for more but at least the hotel hosting our wedding reception offered discounts to all our out of town guests.

One of the most enjoyable days for me was the Saturday three weeks before the wedding that we spent picking out furnishings for our home. Cassie came armed with scaled down blueprints of our home with the few things we already had penciled in. When applying for the mortgage for our home, we added enough to the total to furnish the house but we lucked out when the furniture chain we visited offered us a discount if we bought everything on our sizable list from them. We were like a couple of kids in a candy store walking from section to section picking out sofas, chairs, coffee tables, lamps, kitchen and dining room sets, beds and complete bedroom sets plus all of our appliances.

The most fun by far were the beds. We considered a king-sized bed for our master suite but I pointed out we easily fit on a single the way we slept making Cassie giggle and blush. The queen-sized bed was big enough to give us space to stretch out on the rare night we'd actually use it but not so big that we were wasting money on something we'd never use. Picking the size and style of frame was the easy part, choosing the mattress to go with it took some time. Cassie insisted that the best way to pick the mattress we'd sleep on for the next number of years was to lie down on them. I thought she was joking until she slipped her shoes off and told me to take mine off too. Our salesman said it was quite common when I looked at him so I shrugged and joined her on the bed. Each mattress we tried made Cassie a little friskier until she was curling up in my arms and giving me a difficult to hide erection in the process. The pillow top mattress we ended up with felt so comfortable to lie on that I wondered how we ever managed to sleep on the plain old mattress at home.

The salesman helping us couldn't stop smiling each time we added another item to our list or asked for an update on the running total. We made small talk with him as we browsed telling him how excited we were to be furnishing the house we'd be moving into soon. Cassie asked if being struck with us for half the day was a bad thing and he laughed before explaining that the commission he'd make off the sale to us was more than he might see in a whole week when business was slow. That made her curious over what he'd do with his windfall. He admitted to being unsure but buying something special for his wife and young daughter was the first thing that came to mind. The picture of them in his wallet that he showed us made Cassie smile and I could tell she was happy that he'd been the first salesman to approach us that day.

Just before we finished our shopping spree, Cassie made sure we could still add to our order before the delivery date of next Saturday. Even with the huge total they let us write a check because it would clear well before the delivery date. We had monitored how much we were spending throughout the afternoon but it was still a shocking amount when we got to the end. Cassie seemed concerned that we'd gone too far until I assured her we had come in under budget. Each room would need a lot more than the main pieces of furniture to be complete though. I was content to let her worry about the details once we were moved in. A small part of me cringed as I signed the check but it was worth it to furnish our dream home.

Cassie's parents were in town for the day and we all got together at Marc and Julie's for dinner that night. Jay wasn't there even though he'd been invited and that meant no Tamara either. I knew their relationship has been a little strained lately and wondered if their postponed wedding would ever take place. People who knew the story between Tamara and Cassie might have thought my sweet Canadian girl would have been happy but she was concerned for Jay. Despite what she thought of his fiancee, she knew how much he loved her and Jay's happiness was far more important than her cold relationship with Tamara.

Thankfully the discussion around the dinner table avoided that subject entirely. Even our wedding temporarily took a back seat as Cassie described our recently purchased furnishings to her mother and sister in law. She used the same blueprints from our shopping trip as visual aids and offered to show them in much better detail using the store's website later. The other men and I offered to look after the kids when dinner was over so they'd have a chance to browse the site all they wanted. Once dessert was served and eaten, we took Matthew and Madeline downstairs to give our ladies some much deserved time alone.

Mr. Dumont and his son revealed an ulterior motive once we were seated in the downstairs family room. They brought up the subject of a bachelor party for me wondering what I wanted to do. I hadn't given it any thought but assumed we'd do something once Tim and the rest of my groomsmen arrived in town next week. Usually the best man took care of planning the bachelor party but it would be difficult for Tim who'd only been to Vancouver twice before to do so on short notice. Marc offered to help and asked me to write down Tim's number. He promised to call him and begin planning something in advance. I was sure they already had some ideas but I asked them to come up with something that didn't involve strip clubs. Other men could do what they wanted in their last days of their so-called freedom. I didn't want dancing naked women when the woman I loved danced naked inside my head whenever I wanted.

After an hour or so the women came down giggling like a bunch of schoolgirls. I suspected they'd been talking about a lot more than furniture from the way they were carrying on. Julie was Cassie's maid of honor so perhaps they'd been discussing a bachelorette party for Cassie. Though I didn't want strippers at my party the thought of Cassie having male strippers at hers made me smile. I knew she'd get embarrassed in front of her friends and probably try not to look. She sat next to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek as her mother complimented my choice in furniture. The whole room erupted in laughter when I immediately turned to Cassie and told her that her mom thinks she has good taste in furniture. The night with the Dumont's ended far too soon; a stark contrast to the days when Mr. Dumont hated me. I said my goodbyes to Cassie upstairs where we could trade all the heated kisses we wanted.