1. The Plumber's Daughter Chapter 2


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: beagle9690, Rating: 88.5, Source: sexstories.com

    kissed him, “Please, sweetheart.” “As you command, my Queen, as you command.” We were having a very cozy little dinner on the picnic table at the back of the house under the awning when the doorbell rang Patrick ignored it and made no attempt to get up and answer the door. It rang again. “It’s probably for you, my love,” he said, smiling. Puzzled I got up and walked around the house to see who was at the front door. There was a young man standing there and his Florist Delivery Van was parked in our driveway. “I have a delivery for a Marie Antoinette Bernardino. Will you sign for it, Ma’am?” “Yes, thank you,” I said, adding, “I don’t have cash to tip......“Oh no, Ma’am” he interrupted “the tip has already been paid.” I returned to the picnic table with 3 dozen long stem lavender roses. They are my favorite flower by far. “Goodness gracious Marie someone sent you flowers! You must have a secret admirer” Patrick commented cutting his steak. “How did you know lavender roses are my favorite and are you familiar with the mystique associated with them?” “Yes my Queen, as a matter of fact I am. Most women prefer red roses because red roses are popular and heavily promoted as the most desirable. They are also the most abundant and most common. You are not most women, you are my Marie. It is well known that purple is the color of royalty, my Queen. Many believe that the lavender rose is a sign of enchantment and love at first sight. It is often said that those who have been ...
    enraptured by feelings of love and adoration have given lavender roses to express their romantic feelings and intentions.” “I thought you didn’t know poetry or sonnets” and I hugged him as tight as I could, “Thank you for the beautiful flowers.” “Was that poetry? Doesn’t poetry have to rhyme and is a sonnet another name for a sun bonnet?” He asked while keeping a poker face.” Will you please pass the salt?” I wasn’t fooled Patrick’s eyes give him away. His eyes were saying I love you Marie. After dinner we listened to music while doing the dishes. Patrick washed and I dried. He pulled me away from the sink three times to dance with me. After the dishes were done we danced into the bedroom for me to get ready. We then danced out to his truck, turning lights off and locking the doors on the way out….........it must be the lavender roses. I snuggled up close to Patrick in the truck and held his hand while we drove to get our ice cream. I was a woman in love; rescued from the ogress Clara and caught up in a whirlwind romance that figuratively and literally sweep me off my feet. When we arrived I didn’t care what anyone thought when we acted like teenagers even though both of us are adults in our thirties. We ordered our ice cream in a large dish sharing. I ordered a scoop of chocolate and a scoop of strawberry while Patrick chose maple walnut and butter pecan. We sat outside on the tailgate of his pickup; tasting and sharing maple walnut, chocolate, strawberry and butter pecan flavored ...
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