by ChaShiree M
When I pull up to the cabin, I get out and head to the passenger side, pick her up, and gently carry her inside and put her into our bed. She has on another sundress, so I unzip the side and pull it down her body. Her flip-flops come off easy as well. She never seems to wear a bra and today I am surprised to see she has no panties on. Once she is naked, she curls up on her side and snuggles into the comforter I place over her. I kiss her forehead and go back out to the living room.
We rearranged the living room with the furniture Chip delivered. When I designed the house, it was with my family in mind. One whole wall has a 75-inch tv. The new sectional is across from that. There are some other chairs on one side with a huge coffee table in between. I made it out of oak. The hinged top opens for storage. I stained it a dark color to match the cabinets in the open concept kitchen.
Watching football games in there is almost like being at the game. There are four bedrooms as well as the master suite. There is just the one living space, but a huge dining room and a kitchen. You can see all the rooms from the front door. I wanted it to have a homey feeling and have kids welcome anywhere. There is built in storage everywhere and I used the fifth bedroom to make an office. When I met Penny, I got Ava to tell me her favorite color and I painted her half of the office a rose pink. I got all matching furniture to mine, which is black, in white. Thank God for IKEA.
There was no other choice for me but Penny.
After locking up and turning out the lights, I head to the shower. This is the largest shower Crawford Construction has designed to date. It has two rain shower heads and about thirty body nozzles. It might be overkill, but I love it. I take some time in there to decompress. The last few months have been stressful for me. When I get out, I dry off, and get into bed. I spend a about thirty minutes watching ESPN on the 60-inch TV mounted to wall opposite the California king size bed. I fall asleep with Sports Center on in the background. The last thing I remember is something about the Twins winning.
In the morning, I wake with Penny’s ass grinding into my hard cock.
“You looking to get fucked fiancée?” I ask, gritting my teeth.
“Mmmm. Yes please. I had so many plans for last night. Our first night in our home, but I was exhausted.”
“I understand baby. You are busy and growing a tiny human. Our tiny human. You can be exhausted, but out of curiosity, what kind of plans?”
“Sexy ones.” She says, laughing. Her ass jiggling against me almost sends me over the edge.
“Show me, Pixie.”
She moves faster than I’ve ever seen her move before. Turning her body so she is facing me as her hands move up my abs and to my neck. Her hands go into my hair as she pulls my head towards her lips. I lick the seam of her lips before plunging my tongue into her mouth. Her moans are music to my ears and my hard cock bobs against her thigh as I take control of the kiss.
I think I am in control of this, until I feel her delicate hand move down my body and wrap around my cock. She tightens her hold on me and starts to stroke my hard length, while her other one grips my hair and deepens our kiss. It feels amazing and it is driving me crazy, but I am so close to edge. I cannot take it anymore and about to explode. Growling as I roll her onto her back and she gasps as I move in between her legs. Breaking away from our kiss and sitting up, her hand slips free of my cock. I look into her eyes as I run my hands down her stomach to her upper thighs and grab them, spreading her legs wide open. I watch as her eyes get hooded and she bites her lip.
“Please, baby. I ache for you. Do something… anything.” She moans out as she starts to run her hands up her stomach and to her tits, pinching her hard nipples.
I groan and move further down the bed, until I am laying on my stomach with my head in between her legs next to her pussy. Blowing cool air on her exposed clit makes her gasps. I take it as a good sign and keep going, leaning forward to lick her pussy from her clit to her ass. Moaning as the very first taste of her juices hits my tongue. She starts to writhe and moan my name as I move back up, fucking my tongue into her tight pussy before going back to her clit. I suck it into my mouth as I bring my fingers to her opening, slowly pushing two inside, mimicking the way I plan to fuck her after she comes for me.
“Oh Fuck, right there just like that. Oh God…” She cries out as she comes from my mouth and fingers. I am in Heaven and feel like a king as I watch my woman come for me. I kiss my way up her body, to her neck, and kiss her right below her ear causing her to shiver.
“Are you ready baby? Do you want my big cock in your tight little pussy?”
She moans and grabs my shoulders as I grip my cock and slide into her pussy, until my balls rest against her ass.
“Fuck…” I groan out as her tight pussy grips my cock like a vice. I start to move in and out of her slowly. She digs her nails in.
“Oh shit, fuck me harder. I need you to fuck me Jace, please.”
I cannot help pounding into her and she meets me thrust for thrust. Her heels are digging into my ass and my hands dig into her hips, as I pull her ass off the bed and start to slam into her. We both groan at the new angle and it sets off her pussy. She clamps down on my cock and triggers my own release. After I calm down and move off her, she is yawning again.
“Sleep baby. I’ll make you some breakfast. My mom is coming over in about an hour.”
“Sounds good.” She says sleepily.
Thirty minutes later, she fits into the kitchen as the Sausage Hot dish is ready. I know she only eats scrambled eggs, so this egg, sausage, tater tot, onion, mushroom, green pepper, and shredded cheese casserole is the way to go. There is wheat toast with butter and slightly burnt, just how she likes it.
Promptly at ten my mom and Stacy Jorgensen, the town wedding planner and mother to the famous Jorgensen brothers arrive. Stacy is super sweet with a thick Minnesota accent. She has kept up her look from the eighties, with big hair and wears acid washed mom jeans. Growing up, she always had cookies ready for us after school.
I invite them into the kitchen, where Penny has pulled magic cinnamon buns out of nowhere and made a pot of coffee. While they are here, we discuss the various places we could get married and decide on my parent’s backyard. It is summer and the flowers blooming around the gazebo will do nicely.
During this time, Penny is checking her email on her laptop while I type up a bid for a new project. I chuckle as her nails make fast clicking sounds as they fly over the keyboard. Our matching laptops are another thing we have in common.
When my mom tells Penny, she made her an appointment at the dress boutique, that is my cue. I excuse myself to get ready to go to the jobsite we are currently working, on the other side of town. I lean down kiss and Penny goodbye.
“Bye baby Be safe.” She says, always looking out for me.
“I will. See you soon. I love you.”
“Love you too.”
As I make why way back into the living room, one of our laptops dings. Unable to help myself, I look at the email that just popped up.
Motherfucker.
I had no idea dress shopping could be so much fun and it is a plus I get to do it with Jace’s mom and my sister. I have tried on, five different dresses and wouldn’t you know the fifth one is the charm. It is a princess style dress with a strapless top made out of chiffon and lace, and with Swarovski crystal on the top interlaced to look like flowers. It flares out at the waist into a bell shape with blue flower type designs on it.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I feel like a princess and I know Jace will love it. I look over at the ladies to get their opinion and they are all smiling at me in tears. Well, guess I got my answer. They of course go crazy with accessories and such, but I don’t care about any of that. The end, result is my goal and sole focus. Marrying Jace.
After picking out the dress, they decide I need to look at the lingerie for the wedding night. I want to remind them Jace and I don’t need any help in that department, but what the hell, a girl can never have too many
sexy undergarments. Right.
When the seamstress walks over to me to see what adjustments need to be made to the dress before I take it off; her not so subtle groans, while she tries to tug it into submission make me so glad this wedding will be soon. As it is, I can barely fit into my jeans anymore. I really don’t’ want to waddle down the aisle.
Stepping down off the staging area, I am about to take the dress off when my phone rings. Seeing it is Jace, I smile wide because I love talking to him throughout the day. Until I hear his tone of voice.
“What the fuck Penny. When were you going to tell me? Or were you going to single handedly decide our future once again. We are having a baby. How the hell did you see this long-distance shit working?” I have no freaking clue what he is talking about.
“Jace, what are you going on about?” I ask him. Right now, I am a bit exasperated because this is coming out of left field, but I am sure whatever it is there is a logical explanation for it.
“You left your email up, I heard it ping, and thought it was mine. Instead it was a message from your academic advisor reminding you to finalize your summer registration and the fall one. So much for not running again. Though I guess this time you can refer to it as power walking since you gave it a good shot. Huh!!”
Now it makes sense, but I am pissed. I already told Claudia I wasn’t coming back so her sending it was to undermine me and put it in my face the mistake she thinks I am making. It is not her place. Jace on the other hand is having a sense of Deja vu and as much as I wish he didn’t have to have those thoughts, I must admit Jace blowing it out of proportion is sort of cute.
“Jace, it’s not what you think, but we are not going to discuss this over the phone. I have one more stop and then lunch with the ladies. We will discuss this when I get home. Love you baby.” Now let him stew on that.
That man.
The final stop was to the Jorgensen’s bakery. I wanted to order a chainsaw grooms cake, which they assured me they could do, and I totally believe it looking at the crazy cakes they have on display. They have stuff for the horror freaks, the animal lovers, and everything in between. We went to lunch right after and then I went home to my man.
“Jace. Where are you?” He walks into the room clearly pissed and I bust out laughing. He is so worked up, but over nothing.
“What is so fucking funny?” Walking up to him I wrap my arms around his neck and tell him.
“You are what is funny.” I kiss him, pat his cheek and then I tell him about the misunderstanding.
Let’s just say, he proceeds to show me who I belong to and just what lengths he would go to keep me.
God, I love this man.
A little less than a week later, our wedding day begins with rain and a thunderstorm. Some say that is good luck. I am going to agree. We were worried the grass would be wet and muddy, but Penny said she didn’t care. Luckily, Stacey had a special floor covering we were able to use until the reception and it was kind of cool. Like walking on a glass floor.
My brothers are by my side as I wait for Penny at the altar, trying to calm me down and reassuring me. I know I don’t need it, I mean I have no doubt she will be walking towards me, but there is something about today, that makes a man a nervous wreck. Of course, Pastor Bill is here. I think I would have been better with the courthouse. All this hoopla, when at the end of the day all I need is Penny to be my wife. I have been waiting for the day to make Penny all mine for over a year.
Watching the girls come down the aisle ahead of Penny, is interesting watching my brothers look on at their wives. There is so much love, actual tangible love from a thousand different directions. Ava is her matron of honor and Kennedy and Rosy are her bridesmaids. The color scheme Stacy, my Mom, and Penny decided on was a pale pink, with midnight blue accents. Both hers and my favorite colors. They are all different dress styles on, but Ava and Rosy are wearing pink and Kennedy is wearing blue. I have pink accents on my tux and the guys have blue.
The things men do for the women they love.
There are little lights strung around the gazebo. As it is nearing dusk, the only thing I am waiting on is Penny. When Keith Urban’s Only You Can Love Me This Way starts playing, I know my wait is over. As I see her, my chest constricts. I am so in love with her, nothing else matters and I barely recognize she is walking down the aisle on the arm of her father. She is a vision in white. Her lacy dress has a short train and there is no veil. Her hair is beautiful, twisted to the side in some kind of fancy ass braid. I am going to enjoy fucking that up tonight.
When she reaches me, she is a little enthusiastic? She kisses me, and I kiss her back. Her excitement is adorable, but it matches mine.
Pastor Bill clears his throat, and everyone is laughing.
“Slow down there! We got some questions first.” Pastor Bill says. With a smirk.
“Sorry. I couldn’t help myself. Please continue.” Penny says, giggling. Trying desperately to regain her composure.
“Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to join Jason Henry Crawford and Penelope Jane Kimber in Holy Matrimony. These two have elected for traditional vows…” She sobers and begins to recite her vows. Her tears are wiped away by my thumbs as I vow to love her forever.
As we walk away from the alter, we take a moment to have our pictures taken.
Our reception is held in one of those huge white tents. When we dance our first dance as husband and wife it is to yet another Keith Urban song. My wife loves Keith Urban. My wife.
“Wife.” I say into her ear as we are dancing close.
“Yes, Husband?” She says as looks up at me.
“You made me the happiest man in the world today.” We are still swaying around the room.
“I am happy too.”
“You are fucking beautiful, but even more so today. You are glowing.”
“Thank you. You are my everything.” She says, looking up at me. There is nothing but adoration in her eyes, that I am humbled.
I won’t remember what food we had or the guests who are here that aren’t family, but I will always remember what she looks like in this moment. She is beautiful and all mine.
We mingle separately among our guest for about an hour, before she makes her way back to me.
“Jace?” She says tapping my shoulder.
“Hi baby. I missed you.” I say kissing her upturned lips.
“Mmm, Me too. Yah know, I am sort of tired.” She says with a wink. “Let’s eat and send everyone on their way. I don’t want to be rude, but I think I could totally fall over now.” She finishes with a little giggle.
“OK, baby. What do you want? I’ll get you a plate.” Loki and Hank are doing a Thai-American fusion buffet. We gave them free reign on the food. The only thing she was adamant about was a Red Velvet. Three-tiered wedding cake. The cake is exactly what she wanted, thankfully. I was surprised to see the groom’s cake was chainsaw shaped. The display was set up like a forest with cupcakes that looked like tree stumps.
“I want some of the Chicken pad-thai I saw and the french fries with mayo.”
“No problem.” French fries and mayo have been her go to craving food. I head over to the buffet table and am waylaid by my father.
“Congratulations, son.” He says, clapping me on the back. Hammond Sr is a little drunk.
“Thanks Dad.”
“You better treat that girl right.”
“Of course, I will, Dad. I love her. I’d do anything for her.”
“See to it that you do. Losing a girl like that a second time, would be very difficult for you.”
“I know, Dad.” We reach the table and I put her requested items on the plate. I try not to cringe at the mayo.
“That is some disgustingness your wife is about to eat.”
“I know, it’s awful.”
“Remember what I said. I am also going to tell you what I told your brothers on their wedding nights.”
“If this is a sex talk, Dad. I think it’s too late. Sh
e’s knocked up already.”
“It’s not, smartass. I was going to say that she is always right, even when she is wrong. Also, do not go to bed mad. It will be worse in the morning.”
“Thanks Dad. You should go find Mom. I am pretty sure I saw her double fisting a glass of wine and a bottle of jack.”
“Well, that’s going to suck in the morning.”
I laugh as he practically runs across the room to my mom.
I make my way back to Penny. She is sitting at our table, talking to Kennedy. When she sees me, she lights up?
“Hey Wife. Here is your plate.”
“Are you going to keep calling me that?”
“Yes, I really am. Nothing else seems sufficient. I love you.”
“I was joking Husband. I love it. I love you too, but forgive me, our baby needs to eat.”
“Forgiven, enjoy.” I say as I take the seat next to her.
After the reception, we head home, where I love my wife until the sun comes up. The best part about getting married on a Friday evening, is you have the whole weekend to recover.
3 months later
Phew. As much as I love being pregnant, being this knocked up in August, sucks. I am always hot and personally I would prefer to walk around everywhere naked, but Jace would lose his shit.
Of course, married life agrees with me and as much as I wanted to go to school and get a degree, I don’t miss it like I thought I would. I have no desire to be a stay at home mom and wife for the rest of my life, but I want to find something to do that will allow me to have it all. Without sacrificing my family or myself to do it. Now, what that is I have no idea, but I have plenty of time.
Right now, I am waiting in my central air-cooled living room, for my best friend to show up. My friend Migan, who was my roommate in college has started her own fashion collection. Though she is still in school, she is coming here to show it to me. Of course, I decided it should be a little mini event and as hot as I am, I don’t know what the hell I was thinking.
