But was she going to say yes? That was the thing…
I was so nervous before I officially popped the question. I’d rehearsed it over and over again and when I decided that I was going to do it for real, I had to talk to Toby about it. He was overjoyed by the idea so much that I worried he might give it away. And since then he’d already started acting like Libby was much more of a mother figure than just his teacher. I expected that, but I didn’t think she really noticed it much, although she seemed to enjoy it.
And in Toby’s defense, he had done a remarkable job in being silent about the planned surprise (mostly because I didn’t tell him when I was going to ask her yet). But I really wanted to make sure he was ok with things first. I thought he might be. He was thrilled.
“Yes,” I said. “I’ve never been surer about anything in my life,” I answered Libby. “But the real question is, are you sure? I want you to do this because it is really what you want to do, baby.”
Libby looked deeply into my eyes, as if she was trying to decide what she wanted to do, but after just a few seconds she smiled widely and kissed me hard on the mouth.
“Let’s do it!” She exclaimed.
I kissed her again and nodded for the minister that we were ready.
We stepped up in front of the chapel and he began the proceedings. It was fun and a little hokey, but romantic all the same. As he went through his spiel and Libby and I kept our solid eye contact the whole time, I couldn’t help my mind from drifting to the realization that one of the reasons eloping like this was so important for me to do right now, was that there was a very real danger that neither one of us would make it through all of this.
I wondered if Libby was thinking the same thing. Was that why she’d agreed to it?
“You may now kiss your bride,” the minister said.
I smiled and Libby smiled back. And then I kissed her hard on the mouth.
Toby cheered, jumping up and down. I scooped him up in my arms and we both kissed him on the cheek. Then we left as a family. That was it. We were officially a family now.
Walking back towards the suite I couldn’t help but feel different about things. Somehow there was a more confident, relaxed feeling between the two of us. Romance was definitely in the air, well as much as it could be with a four-year-old tagging along.
Things were different now, as they should have been. It was fine. It was great. Everything in my mind finally felt like it really made sense to me. All of the pieces were fitting together and it was even better than I had originally envisioned.
I just hoped that Libby felt the same way.
***
“Are you ready for me?” Libby purred into my ear.
I inhaled deeply. She smelled delicious. Her warm, soft skin pressed down on mine with as the temperature beneath my skin rose, warming my flesh. I could feel my entire body coming alive, preparing for the beautiful experience I was about to go through.
We’d had a great evening at the show and by the time we got back to the hotel, Toby was wiped out. After putting him to bed, Libby and I retired to the bedroom. We were barely through the door before she attacked me with a lustful embrace. Within seconds her delectable tongue was in my mouth and my rock hard dick was in her hand. And she was not being the least bit gentle, which turned me on.
Her hand squeezed my prick in long, delayed spasms, wrapping her long, slender fingers around it and cupping her index and ring finger right under the head with a hard, jerking motion. Several times I wanted to gasp in pain, but I found myself strongly enjoying the domination at the hands of this beautiful woman.
As she gripped my dick and rapidly stroked me up and down, squeezing at the base and then again at the head, I could feel my balls tingling and starting to cook up the sweet elixir that Libby had so enthusiastically savored the first time we’d made love.
When I sensed that I could not hold out any longer, I dropped to my knees and placed my tongue deeply into Libby’s delicious, wet pool. She was really gushing now and I did as well as I could to taste every single sweet drop falling out of her perfect body.
My dick was growing harder still, even without the direct stimulation normally required to keep it going. I had to fight the urge to stroke myself as I ate Libby out. She pressed her sweet pussy into my mouth, effectively wrapping her body around my tongue, using it as if it were a companion piece to my raging, hard cock.