Perfect wedding

“Love and marriage, love and marriage,/Go together like a horse and carriage” sings Sinatra in a very famous song. But do they really have to come together as a package?

There are for sure arranged marriages, or partners that will stay in a marriage just for the financial, physical safety. Love does not have anything to do with this.

On the other hand, there are great love stories, with lovers feeling no need to make everything official through paperwork.

I can say I have some expertise in this matter with 2 marriages already over by the age of 34. Not proud of it, but not resentful either. They were experiences that build my character and I learnt a lot from both of them.

I will not go into details about who did what, or who did mistakes or did something good. When a relationship breakes, both of the two partners are to blame, in a higher or smaller proportion. Inaction is also a mistake that drives frustration and wrong decisions.

What I would like to speak about is the idea of the perfect wedding, if somebody will convince me at some point to go through this again.

The first 2 weddings were taking into consideration a lot the needs of the guests in time extensive parties, exhausting for both the groom and bride. The wedding night resumed to a sleeping, in the same house with her parents, on both occasions.

The next wedding will be a small ceremony on a beach, with guests dressed in bathing suits, doing whatever they please: skijetting, swimming, playing beach voley.

The party will last until 10-12 PM at latest. The wedding night will be the most exciting nights in our lives, spent in a great hotel, with champagne and rivers of chocolate enveloping her body, waiting to be tasted and swalowed until the last drop, along with her savoury juices.

Next day, we will just go by car in a vacation to whatever destination the road will take us, trying all the experiences that we would consider fit, making love in all the places we pass.

So, lady of my heart, make sure you save the last dance for me.

Black ribbons

-Happy name day, darling!

-Thanks, baby.

-I have a surprise for you when we meet later.

-I have a surprise too…

And the long awaited moment arrived.

She stood in the hallway of my apartment wearing just an overcoat. She let it slide down with an artistic gesture and underneath she wore a gorgeous piece of lingerie with ribbon girdles.

-I bought them today especially for you.

I was speechless. Should I frame her and put it on my desk or to dare touch her? Will the dream vanish if I do it?

-What’s wrong, officer? Did I do something wrong?

……and so the game begins.

-I’m afraid I will have to fine you for your contravention.

-But I do not have money to pay the fine. Can we settle in other way?

-I’ll think of a way, but now I need to search you. Spread your legs and bend over.

I was so aroused that it begun to hurt. Her smell was shaking up all my senses. I gently penetrated her and she was all wet, waiting for me, craving for what was coming to her.

Our bodies started to dance rhythmically, listening to the same song. Barry White at first, followed shortly by “Have you ever loved a woman” and ending with “Queen-Don’t stop me now”. We both came at the same time in one of the best experiences I ever had in my life.

The foam bath, roses, champagne and chocolate I prepared for her were all forgotten now. She managed to rock my Universe once again.