bigplaidpants
FAtari
Dear Clubhousers,
I thought I'd put this here because I don't need it splashed all over cyberspace for anyone to see, but I wanted to share some fun and joy with me friends. Plus, I have permission to share.
This past Thursday (July 26), Magnoliagrows and I celebrated our 10 year wedding anniversary. This year, we decided to stow away for 4 days in Chicago (where we live). On Tuesday, the 24th, I went up alone to Michigan to drop off our two little girls (4 & 6 y/o) with my parents. They were excited. On Wednesday, headed home. On the way home, I had directions from Magnolia to call home once I got off the highway. This gave her about 30 minutes. I knew she had a surprise....and I didn't know what it was. At 4pm, I had found a parking space and took the elevator to the 5th floor. Then I opened out door.
All the shades were pulled. Every candle in our place was lit. The futon had been pushed aside with nothing but a chair in the middle of the living room.
Maggie was in black high heels and a robe. I smiled like a school boy in both adoration and appreciation for her. Her hair was done beautfully. She had just a little bit of make-up to blush her round cheeks and highlight her eyes, which as always, were wide and stunning.
Her index finger covered her lips quickly to sign that I shouldn't say a word. The door shut. She looked at me with intent and told me to put down my bags and take off my clothes and sit in the chair. Once undressed, I sat down. She then took off her robe and told me I could not touch her.
She was in sexy black hose and a black corset bound with lavender lace. (The corset, I learned later, was upsized b/c the one she thought she'd fit in was too small; she popped the bottom hooks). Usually erring on the side of modesty, she was outside herself stunningly sexy and beautiful. Magnolia is an hourglass, so the corset enhanced her already very womanly shape. Her ample bosom gushed over the top and her belly bulged out underneath. I was speechless. She touched the remote and Areatha Franklin's "Feel like a natural woman" began to play. She started with her backside to me. And, as Areatha sang, she danced. Her eyes on me, and mine on her. It was a dance to remember.
The rest is for us.
I'm not posting for attention, but to celebrate with you. We had a wonderful anniversary commemorated with tatoos, italian food, and all. I am so thankful for her, my best friend....and more.
Thanks for reading such a self-ingratiating post. But, I wanted to share with you! She deserves my heart and thanks.
Thanks, Maggie. I love you.
....perhaps you will share a anniversary to remember?.....
I thought I'd put this here because I don't need it splashed all over cyberspace for anyone to see, but I wanted to share some fun and joy with me friends. Plus, I have permission to share.
This past Thursday (July 26), Magnoliagrows and I celebrated our 10 year wedding anniversary. This year, we decided to stow away for 4 days in Chicago (where we live). On Tuesday, the 24th, I went up alone to Michigan to drop off our two little girls (4 & 6 y/o) with my parents. They were excited. On Wednesday, headed home. On the way home, I had directions from Magnolia to call home once I got off the highway. This gave her about 30 minutes. I knew she had a surprise....and I didn't know what it was. At 4pm, I had found a parking space and took the elevator to the 5th floor. Then I opened out door.
All the shades were pulled. Every candle in our place was lit. The futon had been pushed aside with nothing but a chair in the middle of the living room.
Maggie was in black high heels and a robe. I smiled like a school boy in both adoration and appreciation for her. Her hair was done beautfully. She had just a little bit of make-up to blush her round cheeks and highlight her eyes, which as always, were wide and stunning.
Her index finger covered her lips quickly to sign that I shouldn't say a word. The door shut. She looked at me with intent and told me to put down my bags and take off my clothes and sit in the chair. Once undressed, I sat down. She then took off her robe and told me I could not touch her.
She was in sexy black hose and a black corset bound with lavender lace. (The corset, I learned later, was upsized b/c the one she thought she'd fit in was too small; she popped the bottom hooks). Usually erring on the side of modesty, she was outside herself stunningly sexy and beautiful. Magnolia is an hourglass, so the corset enhanced her already very womanly shape. Her ample bosom gushed over the top and her belly bulged out underneath. I was speechless. She touched the remote and Areatha Franklin's "Feel like a natural woman" began to play. She started with her backside to me. And, as Areatha sang, she danced. Her eyes on me, and mine on her. It was a dance to remember.
The rest is for us.
I'm not posting for attention, but to celebrate with you. We had a wonderful anniversary commemorated with tatoos, italian food, and all. I am so thankful for her, my best friend....and more.
Thanks for reading such a self-ingratiating post. But, I wanted to share with you! She deserves my heart and thanks.
Thanks, Maggie. I love you.
....perhaps you will share a anniversary to remember?.....
