Lust and found

Chapter Two- The Surprise!

Finally that Friday work day came to an end. It felt like the longest day as I stewed over the conversation that Luke and I were bound to have. Thanks to Ella’s reassurance I knew that it would all be okay, but still I found myself planning out the conversation in my head… when was the right time to bring it up? How would he react? What if he just really wasn’t willing to consider my feelings?

By the end of the day I had come to the conclusion that it just wasn’t the right day to talk to him about it. After all, it was his brother’s surprise 30th birthday party, and it was bound to be a fun filled night! I’m sure Luke didn’t want to have a conversation like this before partying with his family and friends. So that was that, we’d talk about it soon, just not that day.

When I got home from work I felt overwhelmed with how much stuff I needed to get done. The floors needed to be vacuumed and mopped, I needed to put away all our extra pairs of shoes that had gathered at the doorway, the living room needed to be tidied up. The list seemed endless. The guests were set to arrive by 7pm and the birthday boy wouldn’t be far behind them. I called my hubby to make sure that he had gotten permission to leave work early in order to make it home on time. I was shocked when I called and he told me he was already almost home! Hallelujah. By 5:45pm I was done the majority of the things on my to-do list, and Luke came walking through the door with his hands full of Chinese buffet food, his favourite craft beer and a beautiful bouquet of flowers. I looked at him with a funny grin and said “I know the Chinese food and beer are for the party, but flowers?” He came over and gave me a passionate kiss before saying “well these are just for you, a little early anniversary gift.” My heart skipped. This was my husband! The most kind and thoughtful man I knew. He always used to do gestures like this for me while we were dating, and it was such a lovely surprise. I propped them up in a crystal vase on the dining room table, amidst the bowls I had placed out for chips and dips.

Luke laid out the platters of Chinese food on our kitchen island, and put the many cans of beer in the fridge. He blew up a few extra balloons then disappeared to get ready for the evening. I rearranged the food after he went upstairs, as I was always so particular about how things looked and needed it to be “just right”. Finally things seemed ready for the party, so I followed Luke upstairs to get ready. I had already planned out my outfit for the evening, a cute spring dress, navy in colour with beautiful pink and purple flowers on it. I got dressed and curled my hair. I added a little more makeup than I usually wear, and after Luke joined me in our walk in closet he exclaimed “Wow! Don’t you look stunning.” I blushed, and proceeded to gush over him. He wore suits everyday to work, so I was used to seeing him dressed up. But this night was different, he had dark blue dress pants on that were tighter than what he usually wore. They hugged his tight butt so perfectly. Tucked into his pants he had a button up dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the top buttons undone. He looked amazing. Before he left the closet he sprayed some cologne on his chest and gave me a wink. He knew I loved a man who smelled good.

Back downstairs, we turned on some music and began to greet guests, Luke’s mom and step dad arrived first. His parents had divorced while he was quite young but thankfully they still got along, even after they had both remarried. Next came some of “the guys” as we called them, and their girlfriends. Chris and Michael were two of Luke and Jamie’s best friends since they were in junior high. They had all played hockey together growing up and still had their monthly poker nights, when work allowed time. The four of them were like peas in a pod. Their girlfriends Wren and Chelsea were lovely too, both of them had come to our wedding nearly two years prior, and Luke and I were honestly just shocked and impressed that Chris had managed to keep the same girlfriend this long. He was formerly known as the forever bachelor.

More and more friends and family rolled in. Luke’s father showed up, unfortunately without his wife as she was on a work trip in Belize. Really, Belize? Must be quite the work trip! She was an investment banker and seemed to spend a lot of time away. Though my father-in-law, Bill, didn’t seem to mind. It meant more time for him to watch sports on his extra large TV. Bill had retired the year prior and seemed to quite enjoy his time at home. Finally, near 7:30pm Jamie arrived at our house, driven by his lovely wife Jasmine, but we all called her Jazz. Jazz had the birthday boy blindfolded, and as he approached our front door all the guests hid. When the door opened, all 30 or so guests yelled out “surprise!” It was so satisfying to have organized this party for him. Jamie was shocked, an emotion that you could see it all over his face as he pulled back the blindfold and noticed all of his favourite people gathered to celebrate him. He didn’t say much, just yelled out “this is awesome!” Which pretty much summed it up. This was going to be a great night!

We drank, sang karaoke, danced and by 1 o’clock most guests were gone, just “the guys”, their girlfriends, Jamie, Jazz and Luke’s dad remained. I must say at this point I was no longer tipsy and had reached drunk. Standing in the living room, with Luke still behind me, we swayed to Aerosmith’s song “I don’t wanna miss a thing.” A song I remember so well dancing too at high school dances. Clearly by this time Jamie, who was in control of the music, had let his softer side come out. Almost every song was a love ballade. But as Luke and I stand there leaning on one another, he bent down and kissed my neck and whispered “I can’t wait for the rest of the guests to leave.” I turned to face him and we kissed for a few seconds. Though maybe it was more than a few seconds… since when we turned back around we noticed most of the remaining people there were giving us a look, and they seemed to quickly clear out of our house after that. Jamie and Jazz were the last to leave, after many drunken “thank yous” from the birthday boy, we finally closed the door and had our house back to ourselves. I then turned around to examine the mess that had been left across our main floor, but Luke quickly noticed my wandering eyes and grabbed my chin to look at him and said “that can wait until tomorrow.”

He picked me up so that I was straddling him, with my legs around his waist. He leaned me against the door and kissed me, and I mean REALLY kissed me. It took my breath away. I could taste the beer on his tongue, and for some reason it turned me on. As we made out against our front door I could feel him start to get excited through his dress pants. My legs were still wrapped around his waist, and since I was wearing a dress the only thing between me and his pants were my lace underwear. We stayed like that for what felt like an hour, making out like high school kids. Then Luke pulled his face away, kissed my neck and turned to head upstairs with me still in his arms.

In our master bedroom, he laid me on our bed, and slipped off my underwear. His head disappeared below the skirt of my dress as I felt his tongue start to caress my inner thigh. I was already losing control. Everything felt so good I swear I orgasmed almost instantly. A few exhilarating minutes later his head reappeared as he pulled my dress up over my head and began kissing along my stomach to my n*****s. Then he asked a question that I hadn’t even thought about. His hand slid up against my throat and he quietly, just like a habit, said “did you take your pill today?”. I swear my heart sank and I sobered up a little bit. My body was screaming for him to f**k me. But now we have to have a conversation. I simply said “no, but I didn’t want to have to talk about this right now.” Lucky for me, I think he may have been too drunk to process what I had just said, as he slid his hands down my stomach between my legs and in his exhale said “I don’t even care.” He pleased me with his fingers before I screamed for him to take his pants off. He backed up, and almost jokingly danced while we took his shirt off and threw it on the bed beside me. His eyes were squinty, a clear sign that he was drunk, but it was so hot. He then undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants and slid them down to the floor. I couldn’t wait any more I needed this man, now! I sat up on the end of the bed reaching for him, but he pushed my shoulder back and pulled my hips towards him. He whispered “how badly do you want it” and when I said “I need it, now” he thrust inside of me. This was the best s*x we’d had in a long time. I mean, s*x was always good, but this was AMAZING. He f****d me so hard until we both came. He then sank into the bed beside me gave me a silly grin and we quickly both fell asleep, right there, naked.