I was about to grab a dress out of V’s closet when he came in from the guest room with a garment bag. He opened up the bag, showing me a beautiful garnet colored dress, black stilettos and black clutch bag. I walked over to him, kissed him and started stroking his penis.
He laid the garment bag over the top of the dresser, carried me to the bed, laid me down and slid his penis in me. I wrapped my legs around him as he was gently thrusting in and out of my apex. We climaxed together 25 minutes later. As we were catching our breath, his penis was still inside of me twitching and pulsating, releasing his essence.
“My gods, darling,” he whispered after kissing me gently. “You’re perfect, my love. I don’t want to leave here - or your incredible body - but I promised that I’d take you out to celebrate tonight. I’d love to stay deep inside of you tonight. Fuck, do you see what you do to me?”
“You’re not bad yourself, old man!” I chuckled. “I don’t want to leave either but you took some time to consider this celebration slash dinner. Think you might have to zip me into the dress, darling. When we get back, we can have sex.”
“I’d rather rip the dress off while you’re in it, darling,” he said as he winked and squeezed my nipples. He quickly grabbed some clothing so he could get dressed in the spare room. Crap, I just wanted him to ride me all night long.
I applied rose scented lotion, did my hair and makeup, put the stilettos on and stepped into the dress, sliding it up my bare body. Ugh. I knew the dress would be tight and the bust area even tighter. I don’t know if V had the dress custom made or not but I know that my breasts did NOT grow significantly enough to have the bust area super tight. Before I called Vince to his room to help me with the dress, he was already walking in.
“Need help zipping up, darling?” V asked in a husky tone as he slid his hand up my spine. “The dress will be tight, my love, but you’ll be comfortable in it. There’s stretchy fabric in it.”
“Yes, baby,” I said as I sighed. “I hope it’ll be comfortable, darling. I just can’t lean forward. I just need to put some jewelry on then I’ll be ready.”
V nodded as I put on pearl earrings and a pearl necklace (he gave me both a few years ago) and I put on the engagement ring on….my left ring finger. I tossed my stuff in my clutch and walked into the living room to let him know that I was ready.
“You’re so damn beautiful, darling,” V kissed me deeply. “I can’t believe how fortunate I am to have you in my life. We’re going straight to bed when we get back, baby. I need to be in your tight apex. I’m going tire you out, baby!”
“Thank you,” I said as I blushed. “I’m ready when you are, darling. I can’t wait for you to fill me up, baby.”
“I can’t wait to rip it off of you later tonight, my darling!” V whispered in my ear and pinched my nipples. “I can’t wait, darling. I need to be in you. I can’t get enough of you. You’re going to LOVE being stretched out, baby!”
He went to the coat closet, took out my black and white tartan wrap and his jacket. After helping me with my wrap, he put on his jacket and he led us outside, letting me know that George would be driving us tonight. We barely waited 90 seconds when George arrived.
Vince opened the door, helped me in, closed the door and then let himself in. George congratulated us on the pregnancy and headed towards the restaurant. V slid over to “my” side of the back seat, wrapped me in his arms and kissed me on the top of my head.
“How does it feel to be engaged?” I asked V as I rubbed my hand over his hardening penis. “Want me to take you completely down my throat, baby?”
Before I could hear his response, I heard George cursing, felt the car swerving and the front of the car crunching…I blacked out.
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