It's a beautiful story, and it fits perfectly into the story that we've created between us two. We took a chance on each other, without knowing when or if or how it would work out. There have been so many obstacles in our way, put there by others and also by ourselves, but we fought through them. I
The door to his office soon shuts and the world is my own for the next little while. I walk into the bedroom and pull the blinds shut, kick off my shoes and lay down on the bed hoping that soon the overwhelming need for sleep will appear and allow me to get some rest. I wait and wait and wait, and n
Biting down on my bottom lip and trying to breathe evenly, I slowly inch the vibrator down onto the most sensitive point, tipping my head backwards and curling my toes at the immediate and strong sensation it illicits. I squeeze my eyes shut for a moment and collect myself before lifting my head bac
I slide my free hand up his thigh and under his shirt, softly scratching my nails across his stomach in a way that I know drives him particularly crazy. He responds by bucking his hips up against me, pushing himself further down my throat. I let out a small and muffled moan that I hope was quiet eno
"Hey bub, I figured out when our anniversary is." Rhode announces our first morning in Greece as he emerges from the bathroom after brushing his teeth."What do you mean?" I ask him with a smile as I relax on the bed, waiting for him to get ready for the day."I was looking through some old work ema
"Bub, our reservation is soon we better get going" I hear Rhode calling out outside of the bathroom as I stare at the pregnancy test sitting on the bathroom sink. Why does three minutes seem like the longest stretch of time in existence when you're waiting for a pregnancy test?"Just a minute" I cal
"More nausea?" Rhode asks me as I finally emerge from upstairs, joining him as he closes the oven door after checking on dinner."No, just feeling a little flustered and nervous" I answer with a small sigh as I start to fold the small pile of napkins sitting on the kitchen island."Why are you nervo
I reload the web page several times to ensure that the online balance is correct. My heart sinks as the figure remains constant; I have £4.82 in my account. I knew living on my own would be difficult while I was in university, but I didn't expect to fall broke so quickly. I wouldn't get another salary for four days, and even then, it would only cover my rent and a portion of my food. My family was dealing with their own financial difficulties, so I couldn't exactly ask them for money.However, I don't have much time to think about this because I can't be late for my next lesson or I'll be in big trouble. I rise from my sat position in my bed and put on a white blouse and black jeans. I have yet to do my laundry at my building's damp basement laundry room, and they are the only clean pair of jeans I own. Before I go, I take a quick look in the mirror; my long brown hair is a mess, so I twist it into a tight bun to keep it out of my face. To be honest, I could have put more care into