by Rose Marie
“There's no waiting period after applying for a marriage license in the state of California, I checked. Eat your brunch and we can go right after.” She looked at me funny and laughed again.
“You’re funnier than I thought. It’s nice seeing a different side to you.” She chuckled digging into her food.
“Yeah, haha that was a joke.” I rub the back of my neck to stop the disappointment from showing. “But uhm… What exactly do you want in a husband?” She cut her pancake then poured her syrup pursing her plump lips.
“That's a such a serious question to be asking over breakfast. Uhm, but I guess I’d like my husband-” I don't have a pen or paper, fuck! What the hell is up with me being so unprepared? “I want him to be big enough to pick me up.” She’s as light as a feather. “I’d like it if he could cook, because I hate cooking.” Check. “A good listener is a plus.” I'm listening now. “I want him to be a bit sensitive but be able to put me in my place if I ever get out of line, so an alpha male.” Check! “And most importantly, I want him to love me unconditionally.” If only you knew. “But of course, that's wishful thinking.”
“I don’t think it’s wishful thinking. You deserve everything your heart desires.” I walk up to her, taking the tray, and set it on the dresser. When I go back over to her I lie in between her legs. “You said you'd give me a chance last night. So, don't go counting me out.”
“Says the guy who’s been the bane of my existence for the past three years.” I can’t help but frown in regret. I sit up and kiss her lips, down her neck, then grab a handful of her big and heavy breasts. She moans low, arching her back, and I flip her on her back, staring at her perfection.
“I said I was sorry for that Angel. I feel terrible for the way I’ve treated you. I feel like a coward and a monster for hurting the woman that has brought me nothing but complete joy since she walked in my life. Angel, I’ll spend the rest of my life apologizing if you allow it… starting now. Would you like me to apologize in another way?” I pull down my sweats and the hard on that I’d been trying to hide since I woke up falls and bounces against the cute pudge of her belly with the tip landing an inch or two above her navel. Her eyes go wide and her lips part in surprise.
“Grab it Angel, rub your heat against me.” She reaches out with a shaky hand, wrapping her fingers around my shaft sending electricity up my spine. I watch in fascination as she does exactly as say and rubs the tip of my cock against her slit. “You want me to make it up to you some more love?” She whimpered and nodded and holy hell what a sexy whimper it was. “Say it Angel. Tell your man what you want him to do for you?”
“My man huh?” Her eyes turned devilish, and a smirk broke out onto her lips.
“Yes, your man.” If only I could honestly express my undying love for her without creeping her out…but there’s no way. So instead I do my best to put make her feel it with my actions and her body. I never want Angel to question my love for her again. “If I had my way, I’d forever be your man.” She chuckled than breathed out shaking her head.
“This is crazy. I feel crazy… stupid even for caring that you feel this way about me. The way you’ve treated me over the past three years, I ought to be kneeing you in the balls, not wanting you to destroy my insides again.”
“But you do and that pleases me beyond belief. Tell me what I want to hear Angel.” She turned away from me seemingly fighting with herself, but I brought her gaze back to mine. I never want her to look away from me. “Tell me!” She flinched then melted in my arms.
“I want you.”
“Say my name Angel. Address me properly, so I know undoubtedly it’s me you want.” Her arms went around my neck and she pulled up and pressed those succulent lips upon mine.
“I want you Channing Michael Stohurst.” My cock was dripping precum at this point and her pussy was gripping my tip so tight I was only barely keeping it together. But now that she said the words that I wanted to hear I don’t have to put up a front or feign patience. I dip so that I can get a getter angle to her G spot and slam into her making her arch her back and reach for the upholstered headboard.
“Fuck I've waited so long to hear you say that. Hold on tight baby because I'm about to demolish this pussy.” I grab her shoulders and rock hard into her feeling the muscles tighten in my back.
“Hurts! Shit, it hurts Channing!” I stop and rub her belly.
“Do you really want me to stop?” When she gazes at me with eyes begging me to keep going, I smirk knowingly then go back to pounding her. I can’t help but grunt and salivate the whole time as I watch her fat pussy swallow my cock. I thrust in and pull out producing creamy white stickiness on my dick. My Angel hands down has the wettest pussy I’ve ever been in. I reach down and pinch her nipple rolling the hard buds between my thumb and index. The areola is wide and dark ready for nursing… I bend down and inhale her nipple biting it.
“CHANNING!” She screamed pushing away from me while shaking.
“Don't run from me Angel. Fuck, baby this pussy so nice and wet, it's squeezing my dick so good.” I put my face in her neck sucking as hard as I can because the overwhelming need to mark her is driving me crazy.
“Shit, why is your dick is so big, ughn.”
“Because I’m the big bad wolf and I want to eat you up. Now break for me baby.” Her lips parted and she starts shaking. Fascinated by what I was seeing I sit back and watch my woman convulse with pleasure “That's it Angel. That's fucking it!” I brace my arms on each side of her and groan as my dick swelled. When I finally release into her I blow such a heavy load there’s absolutely no way she cannot be pregnant. Hopefully there will be a love child coming in nine months. Rolling us to our side I hear her stomach growl.
“So, sex makes you hungry?”
“Mhmm, but even more so because you took my food from me. Give it back, and it better not be cold.” She joked sitting up. I look over to the platter that I’d placed on the dresser. The food has gotten cold. She can’t eat that. I pull from her and kiss her lips as I get up, missing her already. After going to the bathroom for a towel to clean up our mess I tell her to wait as I take the cold food downstairs and make her a fresh plate.
After taking her the fresh meal I prepared I told her to relax because we were taking the day off. She protests, but I had to remind her that I’m the boss and what I say goes. Handing her the remote and some snacks, I sneak downstairs to my office to do some work from home. I did tell her that we were taking the day off but there’s no way in hell I’d allow my Angel to think I wasn’t working hard for our future.
When my calls and meetings are done, I go check on her only to find her sleeping. I grab her empty platter and tuck her in, then go to the kitchen where I wash dishes and take out food for dinner. After stalking her for so long I know that when she wakes up from her nap she’ll be hungry so I also set the ingredients I need to make her a loaded turkey sandwich on a cutting board in the fridge. When I see that there are no veggie chips, I almost lose my shit. I snatch up my cell and angrily call the food delivery service that I pay too damn generously to be forgetting my woman’s fucking veggie chips.
“Fresh pro-”
“Channing Stohurst, from Stohurst Investment’s. I need to speak with your manager.”
“Good evening Mr. Stohurst I see you-”
“I’m sorry are you the manager?”
“No sir I-”
“Who you are is irrelevant to me. I asked to speak with your manager. I suggest you comply before I get pissed off any further than I already am.” Not a second later I hear a female voice come through and I square my shoulders ready to let her have it.
“Mr. Stohurst, I apologize for the incompetence of my employee and the inconvenience they have caused you. What can I do for you for you today?
“Inconvenience? Let me tell you about inconveniences. My wife is upstairs sleeping and I as a devoted and faithful husband wanted to surprise her with her favorite turkey, bacon and avocado sandwich with v
eggie chips when she wakes up in forty-five minutes and guess what?”
“W-what sir?”
“Before that, what’s your name and title ma’am?”
“I-I’m Heather Healey manager at Fresh Produce and Company.”
“Oh, I see well let me tell you what, Heather Healey manager of Fresh Produce and Company. I don’t have any veggie chips. Pray tell how I am, a husband who absolutely adores the woman who’s sleeping upstairs supposed to provide his woman everything her heart desires when I’m missing ingredients, because Heather Healy from Fresh Produce and Company’s employee’s didn’t bring everything I ordered. Hmm? Can you tell me that?”
“Mr. Stohurst, I apologize. I see here that we did indeed have them in stock yesterday. I have no idea why your order wasn’t filled to completion but that is neither here nor there. I take full accountability for our mistake and will get them over to you along with a full refund of your purchase.”
“Please see that you do. If my wakes wife up upset set about not having her veggie chips, I’ll take this company for everything it’s worth.” Hanging up I grumble at the audacity of the company for forgetting such an important item. Ten minutes later I hear the doorbell ring and I’m pleasantly surprised when two big boxes of variety veggie chips are at my door. Now that’s how you do business.
Inside I sit for a while texting my brother until my alarm goes off for me to start making my Angel’s lunch. As I pull out the ingredients and start prepping, I feel a sense of overwhelming happiness hit me. This is how my life is supposed to be. This is what I’m destined to do. I’m supposed to serve her and make her the happiest woman in the world.
Feeling giddy I gently place her turkey and bacon in layers on her toasted honey wheat bread. I slice the tomato and avocado to the perfect specifications that she always orders when she’s out and about at restaurants and place them in a heart shape so she can eat my love. Finally, I sprinkle a bit of lemon pepper seasoning onto her tomato and avocado to give it a bit of kick and spread the special zesty sauce I learned to make in Italy.
When it’s all done, I place it on a paper wrap cut in half, then expertly package it for her so that when she takes a bite the contents wouldn’t come apart. I take a bag of her veggie chips, open them and place them in a pleasing pattern for her to grab then place the lid on her platter. I was just about to pick up the food when I kick myself for almost forgetting her drink. Running over to the fridge I go over the beverage options that I bought for her. Hmm, she typically drinks this with a green tea, but the zesty sauce might throw off the flavor for her. How about the Sun brewed tea I made her a couple days ago? The fruit in it with the mint leaves will enhance the… YES! This is perfect. It’s only a trial brew but I’m lucky she’s here to test it out for me. If she likes it, I’ll have the recipe added to The Recipes for My Angel.
I take down the cute little mason jar with a straw lid that I saw her put on her pin board and rinse and dry it then pour the tea. When I hear my watch start beeping, I feel my heart thumping. I’m late. Shit, I pick up the platter and tea and jog upstairs just in time to see her stir from her nap. That was cutting it to close. Next time I’ll plan her meal ahead, because this is unacceptable. Angry at myself I place her food on the nightstand next to her, write her a note and leave. I need to finish up with work for the day and get dinner started.
Let’s Go Home
Angel
Yawning, I sit up and for a second I forget where I am. I look around at the grand room I’m sleeping in and my eyes go wide when I remember that I'm still at Channing’s house and that I kind of agreed to go out with him. What in the hell was I thinking?... I was thinking about that dick he put on me last night… and this morning.
I must have been out of my damn mind. As I climb from the bed, I see its evening and find myself sidetracked by the platter sitting the night stand. I open it and I see why I lost my damn mind. This looks amazing. I set back on the bed and read the cute little note written out telling me to enjoy my lunch and to relax for the day. Before I can even bite into the food, I can already tell it’ll be delicious. And it was. It took little to no time for me to polish off the sandwich that was made to perfection, but the drink! This drink is scrumptious. I’ve never tasted anything like it. Wow! I need to ask him where he purchased this from.
By the time the food and drink were finished had I calmed down and head to the bathroom to wash off. I could appreciate a man that took care of his woman though, because all the cum that should have been caked up between my legs was gone and my body didn’t feel sticky. I wonder when he found the time to wipe me down and why I didn’t wake up? I’m typically a light sleeper. Guess he fucked me to sleep.
In the bathroom I feel my heart skip a beat and smile when I see body wash, clean towels, and a brand-new toothbrush sitting out for me. I would have never thought Channing would be this attentive or sweet. It’s such a huge difference in behavior. After my stay in the luxury spa, which was the bathroom, I dry off with the fluffy towel left out for me and put on a robe that looks just my size. He must have women over a lot. I would have never guessed that Channing liked plus sized women. That aside he has too much girly stuff here.
I’m going to have to talk to him about that if he’s serious about dating me. I’m just not comfortable using another woman’s leftovers. I was just about to go back in the room to see if I could find something inexpensive of his to put on but I hear the bathroom door open and in walks Channing, smiling from ear to ear.
“There she is! I was looking for you to see if you liked the food.” He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. “Mmm, you smell good baby.” He snuggled my neck kissing it and I resisted the urge to pull away from him. Not because I didn’t like him or what he was doing but because now that my head is clear this is all moving so fast and… it’s weird to say the fucking least. Instead of pushing him away though I find myself turning to his arms feeling a comfort I never expected to get from him of all people.
“You keep acting like this and I’ll never want to go home.” He stiffened pulling me tighter against him.
“I’m one hundred percent okay with that Angel. If you don’t want to go, you can stay here as long as you want.” He hugged me tighter and my heart started to hurt because being in his arms felt so good. “I don’t want you to go, stay with me.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet, but I have to go. I must get home because some beast went crazy on me so now I have to relax my body for work on Monday. I have a sneaking suspicion that if I stay here, I’ll be too be drained to leave the bed two days from now, and that’s bad because I can’t afford to take another day off. I have rent to pay. Unfortunately, I’m not worth a billion dollars and own a multimillion-dollar house.”
“Don’t worry about that I’ll allow you to use your paid time off. As for the apartment? Get rid of it, you can stay here.” I looked up at him laughing.
“Haha, very funny, but seriously no thanks I don’t want you to show me any favoritism just because we are seeing each other now.”
“Fuck showing favoritism Angel this IS favoritism.” I could only look at him shake my head at him.
“You’re too much.” Pulling from his embrace I take the shirt and sweatpants that he’d brought in and thank him. “Seriously, thank you. I appreciate it but I don’t need that. Just treat me fairly at work and that will make me feel better.” As I get dressed, I hear my phone ring. Muttering a curse, I throw on the shirt and run to my phone and see it’s my mom. Shit, I forgot to send my mom the payment for my brother’s schooling.
Checking my account, I see groan when I see I have just enough to send the payment for my brother and pay rent. I guess I’ll be eating noodles for the next two weeks.” Using the cash forwarding app, I send my mom the money and apologize for being late.
It was me who told my mom that my brother needed to go to that school three years ago. She wanted him to go a public high school, but I begged her to give my brother the education tha
t he deserved, and now the shit is coming to bite me in the ass. Sitting I put my phone back into my purse and heave out a sigh.
“What’s wrong Angel? Is everything okay?” Not wanting to get him involved, I look up and wipe the exasperation from my face.
“Everything is just great. Why do you ask?”
“I ask because you look tired and sad. Tell me what’s wrong.” I get up and shake my head.
“Nothing wrong here. Anyways I want to thank you for the meals they were absolutely delicious. I also want to thank you for offering me to take PTO on Saturday. You’re so sweet for that, you’ve shown me a different side to you that I may become very found of. That said, can you tell me where my car keys are?” I ask looking around in my purse not finding them.
“NO!” I jump and turn to him almost dropping my purse. Shocked by his outburst I look at him as if he’s lost his damn mind. Since I’ve been here, he has shown me nothing less than a sugar sweet version of himself, so why the sudden outburst? This the type of shit that made give him the side eye. Was last night this morning an act? As I look him over, he seems so be in a state of panic with his chest is rising and falling and his fists balled.
“Are you ok?” I step up to him to comfort him, but he grabs me and pulls me into a hug.
“I'm sorry for yelling Angel. I didn’t mean it. However, I do want you to stay here. If it’s a matter of things you need, I’m a provider and I protect and serve. Just tell me what you need, and I can get it here in an hour tops.” Shaking my head, I pat his belly.
“No its ok. I should get going. I don’t want to overstay my welcome. This is still new between us and I want us to take our time getting to know the real us.”
“We’ve been knowing each other well over three years it’s not that new, and I already know you and I lo-like everything about you.” He let out.
“Channing you know good and well I’m talking about our dating not about us knowing each other. We just started this yesterday. That’s very new.” Why is he being so persistent about me staying here?