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The Evolution of Jamie Chapter 1: My wife of twenty years stands next to me as I check my appearance in the mirror by the front door. I smile nervously back at my image as I check my uniform and take a deep breath. I have to say I'm a little tense today..... Not that I'm different than anyone else who starts a new job in a different field. "Don't worry honey," my wife Lil says to me. "Everything will work out just fine. It's just like any other new job. I'm sure you'll catch on real quick. I mean, you're a smart one and Abby tells me the senior staff is always eager to train a new hire." I take another deep breath and start to open the front door. My wife gives me a peck on the cheek as I walk out onto the stoop and head down the steps toward my car. "Besides just think about the benefits," she calls after me. "The medical alone is worth it!" I click the alarm fob on my key chain and open the door to the car. I slip into the seat and put the key in the ignition. My heart starts to pound as I start the car. The engine turns over without issue..... No mechanical trouble today to keep me from my new job. Putting the car into drive I head down the block at a slow pace. I'm definitely obeying the speed limit today. It's about a 20 minute drive but it seems to go by at the speed of light. Even though I've made that drive dozens of times when I pull up in front of the small medical building I almost can't remember how I got there. I turn into the parking lot and pull into a spot with an "EMPLOYEE PARKING" sign in front of it. I turn off the ignition, take another deep breath and get out of the car. Wow, after twenty years in retail I'm about to embark on a new career in the health care industry. I walk toward the rear employee entrance, toward the sign that says, "DR. ABBY LANDERS - OB/GYN" Why did I make the switch? It might not be what you think so here's my story. Chapter 2: I met my future wife a few weeks after I graduated from college. I was still living at home but had just gotten a new job, so I got the guys together to celebrate the occasion at the local sports bar. We got there early so we could watch the ballgame from the beginning. The place was pretty empty when we arrived. Slowly but surely the bar filled up and about half way through the game I noticed a group of nice looking girls come in and take some seats on the other side of the bar. They were all pretty good looking but it was the cute redhead of the group that caught my eye. I thought to myself after the game was over and I was fortified with a few more beers maybe I would make a play for her. See, although I thought I was a decent looking guy I usually relied on a six pack of beer to give me courage when it came to approaching the ladies. Throughout the game I kept stealing a glance over at their table but as the girls were busy chatting away my spying went unnoticed. When the game was almost over they all got up. "Damn, I probably blew my chance" I thought to myself. But instead of the three of them leaving it turned out they were just taking a bathroom break. "Yep, when one goes they all go," I chuckled to myself. As I watched the redhead walk toward the bathroom I couldn't help but notice her shapely bottom and legs. The game had just wrapped up when the girls came back to their seats. I figured it was time to make a move. But despite being fortified by the beer and a victory from my team I was still too shy to take matters fully into my own hands. Calling over the bartender I asked him to tell the redhead I wanted to buy her a drink. He walked over where the gals were sitting and started speaking to her. I tried to act nonchalant while nervously hoping she would accept my offer. After a few seconds she looked across at me and smiled. I grabbed my beer off the bar and went over to her side of the bar. My buddies followed suit. "Hi. I'm James," I said to her. "I'm Lillian," she answered. "But my friends call me Lil." Feeling buoyed by my apparent good fortune I answered back but still a bit tentative in my approach. "Can I call you Lil then?" "Why? Do you want to be my FRIEND?" she teased. The tone of her voice indicated she was bent on having a bit of fun with me. "Well.... Friends at the very least," I quipped. "Hopefully, more than that." Now, time to pour on the compliments. "Lil, I gotta tell you. Your hair is gorgeous. I've always had a special thing for redheads." "Oh really?" she shot back with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. "Looking for another notch in your belt are you?" I felt a warming in my cheeks. Hoping I hadn't blown my chance I lowered my eyes just a bit and responded meekly, "Oh no..... Nothing like that.... I'm not that kind of guy. Really!" Lil smiled back at me. "Better not be, I don't give players the right time of day." I breathed a sigh of relief, took another swig of beer and smiled back. I was hooked. All in all it was a great night with the six of us closing down the bar. By the end of the night I had impressed Lil enough that she let me drive her back to her folk's house. We spent a few minutes in front of her house chatting while I worked up the courage to ask her for her number and a kiss goodnight. I got both as I walked her to the door. I promised to call her the next night. Chapter 3: I followed up on my promise and we started dating. A dinner, some movies and a few nights back at the sports bar always followed up by a passionate half hour or so in front of her house became our regular routine. I had gotten to know her pretty well and liked her a lot. She was intelligent (although I couldn't figure out why she dropped out of college) and easy to talk to. Although she was opinionated we shared the same politics and musical tastes so no problems there. She tolerated my love of baseball, while I returned the favor by sitting through a few chick flicks. So, after five dates I decided I wanted to get to know her even better. I worked up the courage to ask her to spend the night at a motel. "I thought you'd never ask," she teased me. "What happened to the three date rule?" I smiled and answered, "I just didn't want you to think I was some kind of douche bag just looking to get in your panties." "Don't ever worry about that James," she assured me. "Nobody gets in my panties unless I want them to." There was a hint of playfulness in her eyes as she finished that last sentence. We decided that Friday would be the night. We started out our special night with a nice dinner that I had trouble enjoying because I was so nervous about our first night of real intimacy. But it turned out to be a great night of sex, for me as well as her (at least it seemed that way to me). The best I'd ever had, although it wasn't like I had volumes to compare it to. You see I wasn't the player she accused me of being. Our relationship continued another six months along the same path when Lil decided it was time we got an apartment and moved in together. I was glad to be out of my Mom's house and I'm sure she felt the same way about getting out of her parent's place. Things went great the next couple of months. We were both working so we always had plenty of cash to enjoy ourselves and to bank a good amount as well. I worked as a retail manager in one of those big box electronics retailers and she did some freelance jobs. I mean, what more could a guy want? I lived with a cute girl, got laid any time I wanted and still had the chance to hang out with the guys too! Then, one night after I came home from work the unexpected happened. Lil was sitting on the couch and watching TV but when I gave her a kiss hello something just didn't seem right. "Hey babe," she started. "I think it's time we had a talk about something." "Oh shit," I thought to myself. "What's this all about? Am I hanging out with my buddies too much? Watching too much baseball? Drinking too much beer?" Or even worse, "Ain't I good enough in the sack?" My male intuition told me this discussion might require a little fortification so I went to the fridge and popped the top off a bottle of beer and took a swig. I walked over and sat down next to her on the couch and gathered my thoughts so I could be prepared for whatever was wrong. "Sure Lil. What is it?" I answered. "You know James. We've been going out almost a year now and so I think......" she hesitated for a moment. I almost was afraid to look in her eyes but I did. "I think it's time for a commitment from you, don't you think? I mean we can't live in sin forever." She smiled at me as she spoke but even so my heart skipped a beat for a second or two. A commitment? Serious stuff! Damn, was she talking about marriage? You mean my freewheeling days were going to be over? I mean, not that I really was freewheeling. But I still looked at myself as single. Sure, I looked at any pretty girl I saw, even flirted with a few at work. But I never followed up on any of it. I loved Lil, but marriage? Crap! But after a few seconds of cost-benefit analysis I gave her the answer she was looking for. "Uh well. Aw Lil," I stammered out the first few words as I quickly thought up my excuse. "You must have read my mind. I was just thinking the same thing. What say you and I go to the jewelry store tomorrow and pick out a ring? I wouldn't dare pick one out unless I knew you were going to love it." The smile on her face told me she bought my story. The next day we went to the jeweler and picked out a nice engagement ring from an estate collection. Then just to make it official, after I paid for it I got down on one knee in the store and asked her to marry me. My proposal seemed to catch her by surprise as I saw her start to blush. But she regained her composure quickly and turned the tables on me. I felt the eyes of the shop owner and the two female customers staring at me as Lil looked down at me and said nothing. For a moment I wondered if this was some kind of trick to embarrass me. I'm sure my lack of confidence was evident on my face as I felt my cheeks flush while I nervously awaited her response. She looked at me, sternly at first, almost as if to remind me even though I was the one proposing, she was the one in charge. After what seemed like ages her stern look dissolved into a victorious smile. "Of course my love," Lil finally replied. "I'd love to have you as my husband." Red faced, I breathed a sigh of relief and got off my knees while the ladies in the store clapped lightly and had a good giggle at my expense. On our way home we stopped off at the liquor store, bought a couple of bottles of champagne and went home to celebrate. Finally back at our apartment, my new fianc? set about fixing us some dinner while I chilled one bottle in a bucket of ice and put the other in the fridge. I grabbed a beer to start the celebration early. Then I decided to tease her a bit about making me wait for her acceptance to my proposal. "Hey Lil? What was up with making me wait so long on my knees?" I asked her with a bit of a cocky tone. Lil noticed the bit of boldness in my voice and immediately shot back. "Excuse me Mister?" she said as if I was a naughty boy who'd just been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. My bravado quickly evaporated. "Hey hon," I answered apologetically. "I'm sorry, I was just teasing." She looked back at me straight faced and said calmly. "Well, how long did you make me wait for your proposal? Turn about is fair play, don't ya think?" Once she saw the embarrassed look on my face she giggled. "Gotcha! Now come over here and give me a hug." I put down my beer and quickly went over to get my reward. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed for a moment, letting our hands wander around each others bodies with each of us finishing the embrace with some playful pinches to each others bottoms. "God James," she teased. "You know you have no ass? A girl likes to have something to grab onto once in a while." "I'll give you something to grab onto," I shot back while I grabbed my crotch. Lil quickly returned my serve. "That little thing?" she said with a naughty smile. "You're the reason for that old saying; more than a handful is a waste. Let's face it; you won't be making any pornos with your four inch pecker." It became apparent to me right then and there that Lil was never going to be the type to back down from a challenge and would always ready to give better than she got. "Well, that was one and out," I thought to myself. I assumed her barb was all in fun but I didn't want my ego deflated any further so I shut my mouth. I always knew I wasn't porn star material in the cock department but I always tried to make up for it in other ways. I loved to lick Lil's tits during our love-making sessions and made sure between tonguing her and frigging her with my finger she at least orgasmed before me. The other times I would make sure she was at the brink before I would penetrate her. And I was always sure to ask her if I satisfied her. I wasn't the most muscular guy either but neither was I a skinny wimp. I was an inch or two taller than my fianc? with longish blonde hair and a beard. I was toned and lean probably more a result of a high metabolism than exercise. At work I spent all day on my feet chasing down employees and helping customers. With all these thoughts flooding my mind my lack of confidence as a lover must have shown itself in on my face. "Oh stop sulking James," Lil commanded. "I've told you many times you're a sweet and gentle lover. You always see to my needs before yours." My frown turned to a smile as I heard my fianc?'s praise. "You think I didn't notice?" she continued. "Just being able to mount a girl and pound her into submission doesn't make a good lover now does it? In fact I think most guys would be better off learning how to make love to their ladies without that thing between legs once in a while. You know, using their heads instead of their hard-ons." I felt much better after Lil's lecture about love making. I picked up my beer, took a swig and hit the remote on the TV looking for a baseball game. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Lil shake her head and smile just as I found the right channel. Dinner cooked while I watched an inning or two of the game and when it was done Lil fixed her and I a plate and came over and sat down on the couch. I complimented her after the first bite, washed it down with another swig of brew and then slowly finished the meal. While I watched the game Lil started to talk about wedding plans and preparations. I tried my best to look interested and answer her questions when I was asked my opinion, but truthfully she could have been telling me the menu would be cow's brains and crackers and that she would be wearing a pink polka dot wedding dress. Fortunately the game ended quick..... Right about when Lil finished talking about the wedding plans. I got up and asked if she was ready to celebrate our engagement and when she said yes I went over, grabbed two champagne glasses and popped open the bubbly. I poured two flutes, handed one to her and then raised mine. "Here's to marrying the most beautiful woman in the world." I smiled and tilted my glass toward hers. "And here's to my sweet fianc? James." She returned my smile and followed by saying, "Come on my love. Let's grab that bottle and go to the bedroom so I can find something else to grab on to." With that we went off to the bedroom, me with the ice bucket, bottle and my glass while Lil brought her own glass. Just as I put the bucket down on the night stand my fianc? grabbed a shank of my hair and gave it a playful tug, guiding me down to my knees. I looked up at her wondering if she was a little buzzed after one glass of bubbly. "Get those clothes off," she ordered playfully. I quickly obliged as she climbed up on the bed and flipped on the radio. Some slow, sexy sounding song was playing. She sat with her back up against the headboard as I stripped down to my briefs, all the while smiling mischievously. "Let's have some fun now. Get up off the floor and pour me another glass of champagne James" she ordered. I got up and poured Lil another glass. As I did she giggled and then gave me another order. "You know what? How about some live entertainment?" she asked although I didn't really think it was a request. "Give me a little dance and do a nice slow strip tease." I looked at her and hesitated. "Aw, come on Lil. That's silly. You know I can hardly dance let alone do a strip tease," I begged, hoping to be let off the hook. She gave me that look and shot back. "Listen James, if you want to get INTO my panties you'd better get out of yours and do it the way I want." She raised an eyebrow waiting for the correct answer. "Oh what the hell," I thought to myself. So I stepped back and went to the foot of the bed. I did my best to gyrate my hips to the music while Lil started to giggle. "Woo hoo! Take it off baby!" she cat-called. I tried to dance seductively, turning my bottom toward her and flash some skin. As she clapped and tried to whistle I spun around and started push my hips forward and back. The little bit of air-fucking I was doing was starting to get me excited and I started to feel my cock swell. Maybe acting like a stripper wasn't so bad. I guess Lil noticed my excitement as well as she began to pat the mattress next to her beckoning me over. Realizing I got off easy I slipped out of my underwear and took my place next to Lil. "See, that wasn't so bad now, was it," she asked. In truth, she didn't so much question me as tell me. Come to think of it most of her questions weren't really questions but rather statements or affirmations of her opinions. "You're quite the exhibitionist when you want to be. In fact, judging from that little hard on you've got one might think you actually enjoyed it." She finished her compliment with a peck on my cheek while reaching down and lightly stroking my erection. Her touch practically melted me. I returned her peck with a more passionate kiss of my own. My tongue slithered between her lips and we frenched for a few moments while my hands began to roam around her still clothed body. As we kissed I unfastened the first two buttons of her blouse, brought one hand under the fabric and began to caress her lace covered breast. As soon as I felt her nipple start to respond I decided it was time to get her out of that blouse and bra. Breaking away from her lips I started a full frontal assault on her blouse, looking away from her eyes while undoing the remaining buttons as quick as I could. When I had the blouse undone I looked back in her eyes and saw her nod to me to continue. I was a little surprised by her action. "Wow, it's like she's giving me permission to finish undressing her," I thought to myself. "Did I need permission to strip my fianc? down to make love to her?" But I was so horny at the moment the crazy thought vanished from my mind in an instant. I reached around her back, quickly unhooked her black lace bra and almost tore it and the blouse off her. Once her chest was completely naked I dove into her luscious breasts, massaging one while sucking on the other. As I did I slowly guided her onto her back. I went back and forth between the two for ten minutes or so, circling my finger around her areola and occasionally tweaking and pinching her erect nipples. She moaned and cooed with pleasure. Once I decided I had paid enough attention to her breasts I slid my tongue lower, drawing a thin line on her tummy with my tongue while I slipped my fingers inside the waist band of her black leggings. I shimmied them down a little at a time, slowly exposing her black panty hose. Although I knew she owned panties she almost never wore them, preferring the lace panty type of hose. As soon as I had her leggings down far enough I leaned in toward her crotch so I could inhale her sexy aroma while placing a few kisses in just the right places. "God, there is nothing more intoxicating than a woman's scent," I thought to myself. I smiled again when I realized I would be inhaling her perfume for the next day or two once her juices were soaked into my mustache and beard. It didn't make a difference how many times I washed my face either. Just one of nature's miracles I guess. Unfortunately, I had to withdraw for a moment as I finished pulling off her tight leggings and tossing them aside. I went back right back to her crotch and began to kiss her through the sheer fabric. By now I was feeling extra horny and wanted to get her naked as quickly as possible so I broke away again. I slipped my fingers inside the waistband of the panty hose and started to pull them down. I felt a little tap on the top of my head followed by Lil's voice. "Up bup!" she said smartly. "J-aaaames? What do you think you are doing." Again, not a question but rather her method of getting my attention. I looked up at her, startled by the question. "Ummmm, getting you undressed so I can make mad, passionate love to my new fianc?. Is there a problem? Uh, you don't have your period do you?" Lil's period never stopped us before although the love-making was more my sided during her time. I tried to sound as confident as I could but still confused as to why all of a sudden it seemed like I needed her permission to screw around with her. "No, I don't have my period and how chauvinistic of you to say that. Remember just because you're my fianc? now doesn't mean you get to start acting like a hound dog," she admonished. "You could ask just once in a while instead of acting like some sex-starved teenager trying to nail the cheerleading captain." "I'm sorry babe," I said meekly, perplexed by this new behavior. "May I please finish undressing you so I can make my best girl feel extra special?" "Of course sweetie, but be careful you don't put a run in my hose. Or else!" Lil warned me. But soon that stern look evaporated into a big, loving smile as I started to carefully remove her panty hose. With Lil finally naked I spread her legs apart and went to worship at her temple. Parting her pubic hair with two fingers I dipped my tongue gently into her wet sex and began to dig around, looking to find her nub. It didn't take long to find and when I did I was delighted to feel her love button nice and swollen. At least I knew I was doing a good job despite all this new permission stuff. I kept tongue fucking Lil, alternating between soft and hard thrusts. When she started to moan I brought my finger into her wet tunnel and started to frig her. My tongue went back to her swollen nub and I picked up the pace with my finger. She moaned louder and I could feel her thighs start to tighten around my head. I knew she was going to come soon so I put both tongue and finger into full throttle. Her grip got even tighter around my head and she started to buck and grind. "Oooooh God! J-aaaames! YES..... YES!...... Aaaaargh!" Lil howled in deep passion. Lil exploded with an orgasm like I'd never heard before. I was pretty damn proud of myself. I got out from between her legs and went up and hugged and kissed my sated fianc?. Even though my hard prick was struggling to break the four inch mark and wanted satisfaction I knew I had to let Lil recover for a few moments before I started with her again. "Excellent work," she giggled at me. "I guess you're worth making a husband of. Hey, let's get under the covers and snuggle for awhile." We both rearranged our naked bodies on the bed so we could undo the covers a bit and get beneath them. Lil and I held each other. I caressed her hair and occasionally pecked at her cheek with soft kisses while I waited for the right moment to start up again so I could satisfy my own urges. Once hard as a rock my penis was slowly deflating back to normal. But Lil finally seemed ready to go at it again, returning one of my short pecks with a long, passionate, open mouthed kiss. As we smothered each others lips I felt her hand slowly slithering its way toward my limp cock. It started to swell the instant she touched it. She responded by wrapping her hand around it and before I knew it all four inches was wrapped snuggly in a soft, fleshy cocoon. I immediately returned the favor by slipping my hand down between her legs and playing with her pubic hair, twirling several strands around my index finger and gently tugging. She smiled at me, letting me know she enjoyed my foreplay. After a few minutes of playing with her bush I let go and slid my finger to her pussy lips. The opening was still moist and with no effort at all my middle finger slipped into her love hole. I slowly started to finger fuck Lil and she responded quickly with a soft purr. My cock was still swollen in her hand and I could feel it starting to twitch. "Just don't let me come before I screw her," I thought to myself nervously. I guess Lil knew me well enough. She adjusted her grip and choked off the base of my cock. My urge to ejaculate went away but I was still pretty hard. She looked at me lovingly and smiled. "Come on James, let's see what you have," she said as she pulled on me lightly letting me know it was time to fuck her. At least I didn't have to ask permission! I followed Lil's lead and got between her legs, spreading them as wide as I could with my knees. I moved myself closer and then grabbed my cock and guided it to into her warm, moist pussy. I positioned my arms on either side of her and looked at her pretty face and smiled. She sighed as I entered while I let out a soft moan as well. I slowly started to screw her, not wanting to blow my wad in just a few seconds. The feeling was like heaven and as my pleasure increased I started humping a bit faster. I heard Lil's breathing pick up. I let out a few grunts while she moaned in tune with me. Feeling myself ready to come I pumped a couple of more times before shoving myself into her as deeply as I could. "Aaaargh.... YES!" I exploded. I felt myself gush into her, my cock squirting and twitching in a fantastic orgasm. Lil responded in kind and for the second time tonight I felt so happy I had pleased my woman so very well. I laid on top of Lil for five or ten minutes kissing her lips and enjoying the feeling of our spent bodies melting into each other. When I finally rolled off her she shifted herself over to her side of the bed. When I went over to spoon with her I felt myself positioned in the "wet spot" where my cum had dribbled out from her pussy and onto the sheets. "Ugh," I said as I lay on the cold wet spot on the bed. Lil knew exactly what was bothering me. "Well it IS your mess you know, so deal with it," she teased. I tickled her playfully in response and then we both drifted off into a deep sleep. Chapter 4: When I woke the next morning and went downstairs the coffee was already made and Lil was waiting for me at the kitchen table. As the two of us sat in our robes drinking we began to plan out our wedding. Actually, I shouldn't say "we" since I thought it best to agree with whatever she wanted as I wanted nothing more than for her to be happy. But truthfully she had such great taste I wouldn't have opposed any of it. Well, there was one thing I had a problem with. Lil absolutely forbid me to invite one of my best friends, George. She always thought George was a pig when it came to his relationships with women. In truth she was right. George would tell a girl anything to get in her pants and not give a damn once it was over. But he and I had been good drinking buddies, he was a funny guy to hang around with and he always had good looking women around him. I tried to get her to reconsider but I was told in no uncertain terms that if he came the wedding was off. Reluctantly I gave up my friend, George becoming the first casualty in my relationship with Lil. "What the hell," I figured. Once I got married I would be getting sex on a regular basis and didn't really need George. So he didn't get an invitation and I never spoke to him again. The time of our engagement just flew by and before I knew it our wedding day had arrived. Even though we had lived together and I had gone with her to pick out her gown she decided to uphold the "hiding of the bride" tradition, having her maid of honor come over to our place and help her get dressed in our bedroom. When she finally emerged I was astounded at how beautiful she was in her white wedding gown. I smiled to myself when I saw her though. It was actually one of the few times that she wasn't dressed in her favorite color black. The evening went by pretty fast, I guess because we enjoyed ourselves so much. Lil had written our vows, we picked out a DJ who played all our favorite songs, had a great menu AND had some of my favorite beer. I guess everyone else did as well because although we had paid for our own reception when we counted up all the gifts the next day we came up on the plus side. But even more important was going to be the wedding night sex because although we had been living together for quite some time I always imagined Lil would find a way to make our wedding night something special. We got back to our apartment around two or so quite buzzed from all the partying. I carried Lil across the threshold into our apartment, kicking the door closed behind me and continuing straight into our bedroom. I laid her down gently on our bed and gave her a nice long kiss. I took a step back and began to get out of my tux while she kicked off her heels. Once shoeless she sat with her back up against the head board and called out for a show, just as she did the night of our engagement. This time I was too buzzed to be embarrassed and quickly started to oblige. With more clothes on this time the show took a little longer but it still wasn't that long before I was naked and she was calling me over to my spot on the bed. I smiled as I walked over but stopped before I took my place. Not wishing to repeat the mistake I made the night of our engagement I bowed to my beautiful bride. "Milady?" I started with a proper but drunken English accent. "Might I coax you out of your wedding gown so your husband can ravage his beautiful bride?" Lil giggled and then held out her hand, her palm facing the floor. I took it and kissed it dutifully. "Well James," she began. "I see you have learned your lessons well and you shall be given your just desserts by your Mistress. You may prepare to bed me." Lil then held out her hand again while I helped her off the bed playing along with my little game. I carefully undid the hooks on the back of her gown feeling my cheeks warm as I gradually got my first look at her bridal lingerie. It was the one thing I hadn't seen yet and it was making me hot as hell just waiting to see what kind of erotic outfit she had picked out. After I undid the last clasp I gently brought down the gown to the floor and held Lil's hand as she stepped away from the garment. My new bride started to turn around and show herself to me but suddenly stopped before facing me. I could see the frown on her face. "Tut, tut James," she admonished me with the same English accent. "No peeking until you've picked up my gown and put it away properly. Let's not forget our lessons now." I bent over quickly to do as I was told. Even though I was used to these little games she played with me I was never quite sure how much of it was real and how much of it was teasing. I folded the gown neatly over one arm and walked over to the closet. I opened the door, pulled out a hanger and placed the straps of the gown onto the garment hooks and placed it back into the middle of the closet. I smiled as I noticed how her white gown formed the icing of an Oreo clothing cookie. My chore done, I turned around and faced my bride. As I started to take my first step I was stopped dead in my tracks by the site of Lil in her white boned Victorian corset. It was one of those that didn't have bra cups, the kind that pushed her breasts almost out of the garment, two mounds of flesh that appeared on the verge of erupting out of the restrictive bodice. The rest of it was a deeply erotic sight as well. A total of eight wide garters with delicate white bows were attached to the bottom of the corset. Four in the front and four in the back securely held up the sexiest pair of white stockings I had ever seen. Seeing my jaw drop in awe Lil spun around slowly showing me the back of the garment, complete with drawstrings and a nice white bow sitting right in the small of her back that had made her bottom seem absolutely perfect earlier in the night. Her scrumptious ass was covered with a pair of tight white satin panties. I wanted to run over and jump her right there, rip everything off and screw the hell out of her. As I looked at my goddess I paused, did I really want to peel all that magnificent lingerie away? But my cock was standing at attention and waiting for its marching orders. It came soon enough. Lil continued our little game. "James, stop gawking at me and come here," she ordered. "Get the bridal bed ready so I can consummate our marriage." I immediately obeyed, scurrying over to the bed, my hard on wagging in the process like a happy puppy tail. I pulled back the covers of the bed exposing a set of black satin sheets I had never seen before. This night was turning out to be full of surprises. With the bed now ready for us I turned and faced my bride not sure what to do next. I decided to ask, better safe than sorry on a night like this. "Lil? Should I undress you now?" I asked thinking it was better that she had all that expensive lingerie off rather than risk staining it. I received a frown as the start of an answer. After a tense moment she spoke. "Lil? What happened to Milady," she scolded. "And what happened to your manners. I think you meant to say May I undress you now. Try it again now and do it right or I'll make you and your puppy tail spend the night at the foot of the bed." She stared straight at me with a furrowed brow while I collected my thoughts. "I'm very sorry Milady. I didn't mean to offend," I apologized. "I simply forgot myself, captivated by your beauty as you might imagine. May I undress you Milady?" Just to ingratiate myself back into Lil's good graces I executed a short bow. "Yes, you may undress me now James," she said with an air of royalty. "And be careful to put those things away nicely. Even though you know I'm not particularly fond of white they may come in handy one day." My heart now pounding from all the excitement and anticipation of the wild night of sex I expected to share with my bride it took me a lot longer than I thought it would to disrobe Lil. I knelt while I unhooked her white stockings from the garter snaps and even though my fingers slipped several times into the nylon I didn't put a run in them. I stood up then and started with the corset. My fingers fumbled with the laces of the corset as I undid them. It didn't help either that while I was unlacing her I managed to steal a peek over her shoulder and watch her breasts seem to bubble against the front of the corset in reaction to my efforts. I finally did get the damn thing unlaced and lowered it gently to the floor. I carefully rolled down her hose, lifted each foot lightly and removed them. I put the pair on the floor along with the corset. Once again kneeling I lowered her satin panties and when they were around her ankles I held up a hand so Lil could safely step out of them. "Very well done James," she complimented me. As I picked up the lingerie and brought it over to our dresser Lil climbed into bed and pulled the satin sheets up a bit covering her legs but leaving her breasts visible. I put the garments away as neat as I could in her top drawer and then went over and joined my bride in bed. I kissed her as soon as I got next to her and told her how much I loved her. My display of affection was returned with a loving smile. I knew exactly what to do next doing everything I always did to please her; kissing her soft, painted red lips, fondling and sucking on her breasts and finally moving down to her love temple where I sucked and licked like it was my last meal. Truthfully, if I did get the chance to choose a last meal, lapping at Lil's cunt would be it! My attentions led to the eventual orgasm although I kind of felt like it took quite a bit longer than usual. Maybe all the booze or maybe Lil was just a little wore out from all the dancing and chatting up of the wedding guests. But either way it was finally my turn to cum. As I started up round two by kissing Lil again and teasing her nipples she looked at me and spoke. "Are you up for something new tonight Jaaaames," she said. As usual it wasn't a question but really a warning, urging me to answer in the affirmative. My heart beat quickened at the notion of something special and my cock got hard as never before. I was so lucky to have met and married Lil. In my haste to answer I almost forgot my "manners". "Sure, Lil.... Ummmm. Why of course Milady," I answered, hoping I had successfully changed the course of my response in time. "You know I would do whatever I can to please Milady." I was definitely enjoying our little game now. Lil looked me in the eyes and smiled playfully. "Very well then. On your back James," she commanded. As my wife shifted her position I adjusted myself in the bed as well until I was on my back. My thoughts raced along with my heart as I anticipated something hot was about to happen. Lil looked down at me and smiled at me hungrily as she drew back the covers and exposed me completely. My rigid little dick was standing at attention anticipating something special. It was then that my bride moved one of her legs over my belly and straddled me. Now on her knees she raised herself up and looked down upon me. From my position Lil looked like some gorgeous Amazon princess. I was wild with anticipation. After one more naughty smile she reached between her legs, parted her pussy lips and lowered herself onto my hard on. I slipped in with no effort at all. I moaned immediately in gratitude. My cock was engulfed in the warmest and wettest of places and the sensation was out of this world. I could feel Lil's pelvis bone against mine. I instinctively reached up my hands towards Lil's breast preparing to massage those two beautiful globes now almost staring me in the face. But before my hands reached their destination my bride caught my wrists with her hands and pinned my arms back onto the bed. "No, no lover," she warned softly. "Relax and enjoy it while I take you for my own. And don't you dare cum too soon. You cum when I tell you too." I didn't think I could do that as I was always a little quick on the draw, especially during my first orgasm. But I hoped even if I did Lil might not realize it. She seemed to be consumed with as much passion as I was so maybe she would climax pretty quickly herself. With my wrists firmly in her grasp Lil started to ride me, starting with some slow pumping. I was doing OK so far. I was in heaven but still not on the verge of orgasm. Then she started to quicken the pace of her thrusting, rising up so I was barely in her love tunnel and then slamming down onto me swallowing my member completely. The bed began to shake as my bride really got into it. The vibrations must have made her even hornier because as she continued to screw me each thrust sounded sloppier than the one before. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge. I let out a small moan which seemed to go unnoticed by Lil as she was started to make noise herself. She seemed to be lost in heat now and no longer seemed to be looking at me but through me. She had a death grip on my wrists and that pain coupled with me biting down on my lower lip seemed to keep me from quickly blowing my wad. But even that couldn't keep me from exploding. While Lil was still furiously pumping the crap out of me I came but managed to be silent while I did so. As my juices flowed she stopped pumping me and started to grind her pelvis into mine. As she did she moaned and grunted. "Oh fuck James! Yes! Oh, you fucking little bitch! Take it all," she almost was screaming at the top of her lungs. My wife's behavior caught me by surprise. Lil had never talked like that before during sex. Sure, she always played her little permission games and could be a bit bossy in bed. But calling ME a bitch made me feel less like the husband my ego told me I should be. Shouldn't it be the other way around? The way a husband should be talking to his bride while he asserted himself on his wedding night? But she was on top and I was on bottom. Truthfully though, I really didn't give a damn. It was a really hot scene and Lil was enjoying herself so thoroughly that I felt quite proud that I was able to please her so well. But despite Lil's guttural passion it didn't seem like she was yet ready to orgasm. She kept grinding and humping me. And since I was already spent the pressure of her pelvis against mine was starting to hurt a bit. I began to breathe heavily; sucking in every breath and blowing it back out loudly. I began to grunt along with my wife as she continued to use me although hers were groans of passion while mine were emitted out of discomfort. I don't think Lil ever noticed though, at least I hoped she didn't. I would have hated to disappoint her or maybe even worse disobey her. But finally the command came...... "CUM BOY!" she ordered amidst her passionate growls. "Aaaaarggggggh! YES Milady!" I screamed back as I bucked up and ground my pelvis into hers fulfilling my "obligation". Her eyes once again focused on mine and she loosened her grip on my wrists. Her cheeks were flushed and tiny beads of sweat covered her forehead. I smiled up at her as she once again kneeled up and appeared to tower over me. After collecting herself for a moment Lil finally leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. I responded by wrapping my arms around her and pulling her down gently on top of me. As I felt her warm flesh touch mine I whispered, "I love you Lil. I love you more than anything in the world. This marriage is going to be wonderful. You're the best thing that ever happened to me." She slipped away slowly from my embrace and rose up again. Again on her perch Lil took her finger and gently rubbed my nose while she smiled down. "I know you do James. Just don't ever forget it," she said sincerely. Now what do you say we get a little sleep." I was drained and sexually spent from our love making as well and was actually looking forward to some shut eye. Lil adjusted herself above me but instead of getting off me and moving over to her side of the bed she pulled herself off my limp dick and then slid forward and raised her body a few inches above mine. I wondered what the hell she was doing as she held herself just above my stomach. I switched my gaze from her eyes to her crotch just before I felt the first drops of my goo drip out of her pussy and onto my belly. As I looked up at Lil again I could see her facial expression change a bit and felt her legs tense up. A long gooey stream of cum discharged itself from her love canal and joined the previous drops in a sticky pool on my tummy. My confused look soon elicited an explanation. "What's the matter hon," she said as she finally dismounted me. "I thought you didn't like sleeping on the wet spot. But more important, I certainly don't want your messy goo staining my nice sheets. Give me your hand for a minute." I started to move my hand toward hers figuring Lil wanted me to hug before we kissed goodnight. But instead my wife took my hand by the wrist, turned my palm down and made me rub my sticky cum all over my stomach and chest until it all dried on my skin. She let go of my hand, pecked me on the cheek and pulled up the covers. "There, now you won't get any wrinkles," she teased. It was the last thing I heard before I drifted off to sleep. Chapter 5: We both slept like babies that night, finally getting up the next day around noon. Lil made us some brunch and we just hung out around the apartment the rest of the day, drinking a bit and watching TV. We went to bed early and didn't bother with sex as we had to get up early to catch a plane to Disney. A five day trip down there was to be our honeymoon since neither of us had gone there as children. We had a great time, acted like kids and screwed around every night but the last. We didn't do anything kinky but it was enjoyable nonetheless. We arrived home that Sunday and relaxed. The following day we began our normal, married life together. I went back to work at the store and Lil went back to her part-time writing and promo gigs. Our schedules never really matched up too well due to our jobs. I'd be working late three or four nights while Lil would be home alone and sometimes when I got home early my wife would be out doing some promo work at some trade show. But being young, we still found plenty of time to enjoy our life together. Heck, every once in a while I even got to go out with the guys, with the exception of George of course. As for our sex life, Lil always saw to it that there were occasional surprises in store so our love-making didn't become mundane. When she felt like being in charge we played "Permission" and the sticky body lotion games. When it was my turn I would act all macho and try to boss my wife around. I loved to do her doggy-style because it made me feel like I was in control. I remember one time she had to pick me up at work because my car was in the shop. She called me an hour before I got off to tell me to meet her in the parking lot of the supermarket across the street from my store. It seemed she had to pick up a few grocery items before we went home. So I closed up shop and headed across the street and into the parking lot looking for her red Toyota. As it was late there weren't too many cars in the lot and soon enough I saw Lil standing by her car. It was a chilly, winter evening and she was wearing the full length leather coat I had gotten her that past Christmas. Her hands were in her pockets. As soon as she saw me near the car she turned in my direction. As I got even closer I saw she was also wearing a pair of sexy high heels. When I was two feet away from her and getting ready to say "Hi" she swung open her coat and exposed her completely naked body to me. "Looking for a good time tonight lover?" she questioned while I gawked at her. "Twenty dollars and I'll send you to heaven." "Damn," I thought. My wife just propositioned me like a street walker. "Is this fucking hot or what!" I immediately felt my cock start to swell. Of course I would have been crazy to turn her down. "Sure," I answered and walked around to the passenger side to let her into the car. I quickly went back to the driver's side and got in. "Where's my money lover?" she asked with her hand held out. I figured the money part was just a joke but since Lil looked so serious I decided to play along taking a twenty from my wallet and giving it to her. As I started the car up my wife began undoing my belt. By the time I was turning out of the parking lot onto the street she had my zipper opened and had pulled my pants apart exposing my underwear. I have to say I was a little nervous about getting pleasured while I was driving but I wasn't going to stop my wife. As I approached the first traffic light Lil had pulled my cock out of my briefs, then leaned over and began licking the tip. Don't you know the light turned red! But with my wife's lips slowly sliding up and down my hard on I didn't take notice of whether or not the driver beside us was paying any attention to what was going on in my lap. When the light changed I drove away from the intersection and headed home. Thankfully the next mile or two was a straight run devoid of any traffic lights. I did my best to focus on the road despite the slurping noises Lil was making as she brought me closer to the brink of release. Then after a few more strokes of my wife's hand I came into her mouth. "Ahmmmmmmmm," I groaned with pleasure as I finished my orgasm. "Oh God, that was great," I said to Lil as she picked her head up out of my lap. "Another satisfied customer," she said with a smile. I chuckled and looked down. I saw I was still exposed. "Ahem," I said. "Miss, I think you forgot something. My pants?" Lil glanced back at me with a dubious look. We were only a couple of blocks away from home now. "No, I don't think so," she said with a straight face. "You paid for a blow job, not for me to dress you." I chuckled again deciding to go with the masquerade. "Fine, fine," I said as we pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex. I parked the car and then started getting myself back into my pants. "Aaaargh," I grumbled as my hand encountered a puddle of spunk and saliva laying on the top of my pubic hair. "Geez, Lil," I complained. "Couldn't you have swallowed?" She returned a "Who me?" look at me. "Again.... You didn't pay me to swallow, which I don't anyway. Do you?" Despite me thinking this was a fun game, Lil sounded annoyed. I finished packing myself back up into my wet underwear, zippered my fly and buckled my belt. I almost felt like I had pissed my pants. "Um, no I don't but....." "Then don't expect me to either!" she interrupted. "The deal is that whatever you want me to do for you, you have to be willing to let me do to you." While Lil stared at me waiting for an answer she added, "That's only fair, Quid Pro Quo." I was a little taken aback but I nodded in agreement. Then we got out of the car and as we started walking toward the door to our building with Lil laughing at the growing wet spot on the front of my pants. I decided to be a good sport and laugh along. We went inside and had a quick drink before going to bed. Chapter 6: So, things went on like this for almost a year and then one night when we both managed to get off and be home in time to enjoy dinner at a normal time. It was something that didn't happen too often. I walked in the apartment to find Lil on the couch without the usual glass of wine in her hand and looking somewhat serious. I went over and kissed her hello and then sat next to her. "Why so serious?" I asked. "Everything OK with work?" She looked back at me and said with a smile, "The rabbit died." "Huh? Rabbit? We don't have any pets," I said still confused. "I'm pregnant you dopey putz!" she said somewhat annoyed. I didn't know if she was annoyed because she thought I didn't want kids or because I didn't get the joke. Having a kid was something we never really talked about. I pondered the idea of being a dad quickly and how it would affect our freedom. But in the end I decided it was GREAT! Now, to find out Lil's feelings. "That's great....... Right?" I questioned apprehensively. "I mean it'll be cool to have a little guy to be able to teach to play baseball," I said, instinctively assuming our new baby would be a boy. "Cool?" she answered. "It's a big responsibility and is going to change our lives. And just suppose it's a girl? Then what? It becomes my responsibility I suppose?" Lil said again, annoyed by my comment. Emphatically, I shook my head "NO", but Lil wasn't quite finished. "I'll want the best for our child. I plan on being a stay at home mother so the kid will grow up with interests and goals. When he or she grows up, they'll go to a good college. Not just some bull shit community college. I just want you to know we'll be depending on your salary." It was then she explained to me why she dropped out of college. It seems that although she was the elder of two children, her father planned on sending only one of their children to a top notch university and it was to be Lil's younger brother. He would get to attend a prestigious engineering school. Lil, on the other hand was destined for community college. She dropped out after her first year, dissatisfied by the lack of a challenge. Needless to say Lil held a grudge against both of them. "Sure Lil, whatever you think is best," I said as I deferred to my wife's judgment. I wasn't getting rich on my job but I had gotten a couple of promotions and raises and was sure we would have plenty of money to survive. So, it was settled and nine months later we had a new addition to our family, a baby daughter. Chapter 7: Things didn't change much the first four years after Jillian was born. I mean we went out a little less and weren't able to save as much. While we still caught the occasional concert or movie, we saved whatever we could for our daughter's college fund. But there wasn't any more time (or money for that matter) for the occasional night out with the guys at the local sports bar anymore so slowly but surely I lost contact with all my old drinking buddies except for my best friend Ron. He and I still spent the occasional weekend afternoon watching sports at his apartment having a six pack or two. But then Ron met a girl, got serious with her and shortly after announced they were tying the knot. His marriage signaled the end of my social life. It wasn't so much the fact that he got married that killed our friendship though, it was who he married. It seems Ron's fianc? was jealous of Lil because he had a habit of talking up my wife around his fianc?. Needless to say she didn't take kindly to Lil getting all that praise, so during the occasional get together she took every chance she got to make nasty comments at Lil's expense. My wife, of course didn't tolerate her barbs so pretty soon I stopped hanging out with Ron. It wasn't anything he did but rather having to listen to Lil rail on about what a rude bitch his wife was. So there I was, separated from all my old friends. But I convinced myself I didn't care. I had a wife and daughter and more importantly an active sex life. Lil still managed to come up with a few interesting bedroom surprises. In fact, seeing Lil breast feeding our baby made me horny every time. When Jillian was just an infant she stayed in our room and was none the wiser when we screwed around. We just kept it down a bit so we didn't wake her. When she was old enough to have her own room we still found the time to make love behind closed doors, and like I said we just weren't as vocal. When she started school and I didn't have to be at work until the afternoon we had the opportunity to be a little more rambunctious. So, all in all things were going great. I made sure I never forgot Lil's birthday or our anniversary. Although I cut down the size of my purchases over time I made sure there was always a little special something for her on those days plus Christmas and Valentines Day. I knew her taste in jewelry and clothing. While I was always a little apprehensive (like most guys) about shopping in the ladies department I overcame my fears because I usually wasn't the only guy shopping there during the holidays. I even managed to venture into Victoria's Secret once a year during Valentines Day. For the most part all my gifts were appreciated (and resulted in a hot night of sex). I did make a mistake on our third Valentines Day though. Due to a big car repair bill I was a little short of cash so instead of just letting the sales girl help me pick out something nice and sexy I asked her if there were any outfits on sale. She brought me over to the CLEARANCE section. With a little rummaging I was able to put together two matching outfits. The first was a white satin bra and panty set with a matching garter and stockings. The other was the sweetest pink teddy. I felt really proud of myself having bought two outfits for less than the price of what I usually spent. Usually I would give Lil her presents right after we had dinner but today I decided to wait and tease her. She knew about the big repair bill and I thought by holding off she might suspect that I couldn't afford to get her anything this year. I waited until we were just about to go to bed before I sprung my surprise. Lil was sitting on the bed and the baby was already asleep. I reached under the bed and pulled out the pink striped shopping bag as Lil smiled. I handed it to her with an ear to ear grin. "Happy Valentine's Day, my love," I said softly. I couldn't wait for my reward. Lil took the bag and pulled out the pink tissue paper covering the goodies. Her smile vanished as she took as the pink teddy. "James!" she scolded. "PINK? REALLY?" When have you EVER seen me wear PINK!" I was really taken aback but she was right. I had never seen Lil in anything pink. As she dipped her hand back into the bag I figured I was safe this time as I had seen her in white on our wedding night. "Oh shit! The one and ONLY time." I thought to myself when I saw her frown as she dangled the panties and bra and then returned those to the shopping bag along with the pink teddy. "Jay-ames, I know your heart was in the right place," she lectured. "But your wife does NOT wear anything but black lingerie, or hadn't you noticed the last four years. She gently tossed the bag across the bed toward me. "Now, take these things and put them away in YOUR dresser drawer," she ordered. "I want you to see them every day as a careful reminder. So leave them on top and fold them nice and neat. I don't want them ruined either." I took the bag, issued a sheepish apology and did as I was told. As I walked away Lil put the final nail in my coffin. "And there will be no Valentines gift for you tonight you naughty boy!" Lil scolded. There were actually no "gifts" for about a week. But even though things returned to normal after that it was a lesson I never forgot. But I guess I should mention it wasn't the only lesson I had to learn the hard way. On the one rare night where I went out with some guys from work I came home really tanked up. It was pretty late and Lil was already sleeping when I got home, so instead of waking her up to say goodnight I just took a piss and went to bed and passed out. "You SONOFABITCH! Get in here, NOW!" Lil screamed, waking me from my drunken stupor. I looked around and saw it was pitch black. I had no idea what was going on but I jumped out of bed and went running toward the sounds. "James, you stupid bitch!" Lil screamed again. I pushed the bathroom door open to find my wife standing in the darkness bare ass naked. "Wh-What's the matter? Are you OK?" I asked still drunk. I wondered what was wrong. I figured she must have seen a spider or something until she switched on the light. Then I saw the reason for her anger. "You fucking jerk. You left the seat up you ass," she continued to curse me out. Unfortunately for me the thought of my wife's bare ass touching the cold water of the uncovered toilet made me laugh. And when I did she let me have it again. "You think it's funny you fucking ass!" she cursed again. "Well the first thing tomorrow you're going to glue that seat down. Now get the hell out of here and go back to bed you idiot." I did as I was told, happy to escape my wife's wrath. I figured she would forget about it in the morning. I should have known better. Lil NEVER let anything slide without some type of consequence. As soon as I got out of bed my wife reminded me in no uncertain terms of the day's task. "You remember to get your sorry ass down to the hardware store and buy some kind of glue. I want that seat glued down so this doesn't happen again. And you better not piss on the seat either," I was warned. "In fact, you better start peeing like a girl from now on." I showered, had a cup of coffee and went out to the store. I came back with the adhesive and reluctantly glued the seat down to the toilet. When I took my first piss sitting down I felt like I had lost a part of my masculinity. Chapter 8 When Jillian was about four Lil enrolled them in a Mommy and Me program at one of the local Churches. The program was cheap and Lil always came home with stories about our daughter playing with the other kids and how she also had made some new girl friends. Let's see, there was Joanie the physical trainer who owned a local Curves fitness center, Giselle the owner of a local beauty salon, Katie the proprietor of a clothing boutique and Dr. Abby Landers, an OB/GYN who had an office a few towns away. They all became close friends but it was Abby who eventually became my wife's closest confidant. When Jillian was about six years old things started to change. As Lil started to prepare our daughter for her future, she enrolled her in various after school programs. It wasn't bad at first. But Jillian got enrolled in more and more programs as Lil tried to find the ones that fit our daughter best. Unfortunately none of them were free. Eventually, we had to dip into our savings to keep up with the payments. That might not have been the end of the world but then my employer started struggling. Raises and bonuses were all put on hold. My wife told me I should start thinking about getting a new job before it was too late. Instead, I tried to talk to Lil about scaling back on the activities but she would have none of it. She told me she wasn't going to raise her daughter to be some delinquent teenager that hung out on the streets and got in trouble (kind of like I did). Nor was she sending her daughter to community college as her father had done to her. My wife had even gone as far as to confide in her friend Abby about our financial problems. She said Abby agreed with her and I should think about finding a new job. Instead of listening to my wife's advice though I decided to stick it out. The company was bought out and I was sure things were going to pick up. It wasn't the case though and our savings dwindled over the next couple of years we dipped into Jillian's college fund to pay for our daughter's activities. Our lack of money coupled with my reluctance to look for a new position became a sore point between us causing numerous arguments. The more we fought the less we intimate we became. And when we weren't fighting, Lil often used the excuse that she was too tired from running Jillian to her various activities to have sex. I began to think that my wife was punishing me in an attempt to force me to find a new job. My wife though, refused to let my contentment affect her daughter's future. A natural networker, Lil began to barter with the various schools and programs Jillian was enrolled in. She got the managers of the Music and Dance schools to let her work part time in exchange for tuition and eventually managed to get almost all of Jillian's tuition comped. She even made arrangements with some of her other Mommy and Me friends as well. But there were still things we had to pay for and with both our cars getting older our expenses piled up. We put no money in the bank and lived paycheck to paycheck. Things went on this way until Jillian was ten. Then my mother passed away. Long ago divorced from my late father, she wasn't rich but did manage to leave me a small inheritance. It was enough for us to get a new car and pay off our debt and put some money back into Jillian's college fund. Unfortunately, that little bit of cash we put back discouraged me from seeking out a better paying job. Another two years went by and my company finally went belly up. Despite the urging of my wife for me to find something with a more promising future I took the easy way out, quickly managing to find a job with another retailer for just about the same pay. I tried to play it up to Lil, telling her there were a few more benefits, including som