15 comments/ 80192 views/ 14 favorites True Lines By: MasterBates13 I've been a reader here for a few years now, but this is my first attempt at a story of my own. The girl in the story is based loosely on a girl I admired a long time ago but never had the courage to approach. Names and places have been changed, of course, and the night itself is my own creation. I urge you all to practice safe sex even though the characters we read about here rarely do. Comments and suggestions are more than welcomed by this first time contributor. *** It all started like a typical Friday night for me. Another week at the grind was over and I had stopped at my favorite bar for a few drinks to unwind. It was around six when I got there and my plan was to head home after a few drinks to watch the game. The playoffs were just around the corner now and my team was in the thick of the pennant race. After an hour or so I noticed that there were a lot of attractive women here tonight and baseball was soon forgotten. I'd been coming to this place at least once a week now for a few years so I knew most of the regulars by sight. There were a lot of women here tonight that I hadn't seen before. It was early September and the fall semester had just started last week. The bar wasn't far off campus so I figured that a lot of them must have been students. I graduated two years ago myself and been working as a junior account at a downtown firm ever since. The pay was decent and it was a nice place to work but most evenings I left in a daze after crunching numbers all day. This place was a godsend with its friendly atmosphere and decent music. They stayed away from the rave and dance crap, playing mostly hard rock. About once a month they would bring in a local band for a live show. Lately I'd been stuck in a real dry spell. It had been nearly three months since I had gotten lucky and about a year since I'd had a steady girlfriend. It didn't take long for the beer and steady stream of women to change my mind about leaving early. I'd left my suit jacket at the office before catching a cab to the bar. When I made up my mind to stay for the evening I took off my tie and put it in my briefcase. I unbuttoned my top shirt button as well to help take on a more casual appearance as I walked up to the bar and asked Ted, the bartender working at the time, if he could stick it in back for me before I ordered some more drinks. Now I at least partially blended in with crowd, looking more like someone there to have fun and less like a guy who was ready to head back to the office at any moment. I'm 5' 9" with an average build and short dark brown hair, the guy next door if you will. I wasn't in phenomenal shape or anything but I worked out a few times a week to maintain my body. If I had to choose my best feature I'd have say my gray eyes, which one ex-girlfriend used to describe as piercing. I also get dimples when I smile and some women seem to find them attractive. It had been a warm and sunny day so a lot of the women were dressed in short skirts and dresses. Others wore tight jeans and skimpy tops that showed off their assets quite well to my approving eye. I made my way back to my corner table with my drinks intent on studying the crowd for a woman to approach. To be honest they all looked good to me. I ended up monitoring the crowd for another hour or so before I did a double take when my eyes found a girl who made my heart skip a beat. She was an inch or two shorter than me, with shoulder length curly blonde hair and pretty blue eyes. She wore tight jeans and a tiny sleeveless top that tied behind her neck leaving her upper back and lower midriff bare. Her outfit showed off her figure exquisitely. She has small perky breasts and womanly hips that flared perfectly. I was stunned by her beauty and knew instantly that she was the girl for me. I watched her talking with her friend at their table for a while and couldn't help but appreciate her incredible smile and the sound of her laughter as they shared a joke. Her friend was a blonde too, with longer straight hair and large breasts that looked to be a solid D cup. I figured the friend was more apt to draw the attention of another guy because of her big tits. I decided to wait for now, hoping someone would approach the friend leaving the girl I had noticed alone. Sure enough within half an hour a guy started talking to the friend and convinced her to join him for a dance. Having spent the last 30 minutes planning on how to approach this girl, I wasted no time making my move once she was alone. I was never all that comfortable around women and was pretty shy about making a move in front of others, but the beer and months without a woman lent me courage tonight. Something about this girl called to me and there was no way I was going to leave without at least giving it a shot. I was just a few steps from her table when she looked up and our eyes locked. "I said hi there," she said as she waved her hand in front of my face to get my attention. I had no idea how long I'd been staring with my mouth agape, but guessed it couldn't have been too long if she was still smiling at me. I managed to say hi before taking a deep breath and going for broke. "I noticed you from my table over there," I said point towards my table, "And wondered if you'd care to come join me for a drink?" She smiled again extending her hand and said, "Sure my name is Valerie." I thought my legs would melt when I shook her hand. As she stood up I noticed a fruity smell from her perfume or maybe the shampoo she used. It wasn't over powering, but I was able to enjoy the sweet smell as I stood next to her. My heart was racing at this point. I'd gone for it and she had at least agreed to come to my table for a drink. "My name is Brent. What can I get you?" I stammered. She asked for a white Russian and I indicated she should go to my table and I'd bring the drinks back from the bar. When I got back to the table she smiled again and thanked me before accepting the drink. I can remember thinking right there and then that if this girl smiles like this all the time I could be with her forever. I took the seat opposite her not wanting to be too forward at this point and risk scaring her off. "So?" she said turning the simple word into question. "Like I said I noticed you from here and saw your friend leave with that other guy, so I thought maybe you'd be willing to join me for a drink. Are you a student at Michigan State?" I asked to get her talking again. "Yes I am," she replied with yet another beautiful smile. She looked over my shirt and dress pants and said, "Are you a professor there or something?" "No, no..." I said with a laugh. "I graduated from there two years ago and I knew the fall semester was just starting. I haven't seen you here before so I took a guess. What are you studying?" "I'm an English major, just starting my senior year," she said sipping her drink. "How about you, what did you take?" "I studied accounting and got a job here in the city once I graduated," I said motioning to the clothes as a way of explaining them. "That must be exciting," she said. I was ready to panic until I looked up and realized she was making a joke. "You better believe it," I said smiling like a fool. At this point all I could think about was how lucky I was to be talking to this girl. We chatted for a while and talked mostly about going to school at MSU. I talked about my job and she told me of her writing plans once she finished school. She'd already had a few of her short stories and poems published in collaborative works. We talked for maybe 15 or 20 minutes when I noticed her friend had returned to their table and was looking around for her. "Your friend is back," I said hoping she wouldn't leave. She turned around waving and half shouted, "Jen over here!" Her friend saw us and came on over. "Jen this is Brent, Brent this is my roommate Jennifer. We've been close friends since high school." We said hello as we shook hands and I offered to go get us another round. When I got back the girls were laughing and I became self-conscious as I sat down. Valerie had switched to the chair next to mine and when I sat down she shifted closer. "What's so funny?" I asked. "Jen was just telling me the cheesy pick up lines that guy was trying on her. I don't think I could get drunk enough for them to work on me," she said trying not to laugh, "I think I'd pass out from the booze long before he wooed me to bed." With that they both burst out laughing again. She might not be drunk enough for cheesy pick up lines to work on her, but things were starting to look up for me. At the start of the night I'd been looking forward to watching baseball. Now I was sitting with this beautiful woman and was convinced there was something special about her. I was still hoping I might get lucky tonight but I was also thinking it would be great if it developed into more than that. The three of us chatted for a while before Jen left to go dance with another guy. I think she did it more to give us some privacy than any interest in him. We talked for another hour or so and went through few more rounds of drinks. Jennifer would stop by periodically, though she did seem to be getting on well with this new guy after all. I learned Valerie had an older sister and younger brother and that her family lived on the West Coast like mine. She was laughing at my jokes, our hands were touching as we talked, and we were both getting a comfortable buzz from the drinking. Things were going great and then while describing the plot for the novel she'd been developing over the summer she stopped mid sentence. "Oh this is one of my favorite songs! Come on Brent let's dance," she said with excitement, already standing and trying to drag me up by the hand. Tom Petty's Free Fallin' has just come on and that's exactly what was about to happen to my chances with her. I was a horrible dancer and never got out on the floor unless I was at a family wedding or completely hammered. If I happened to be hammered at a wedding, then I could dance quite well. "No I'm a terrible dancer," I started to say trying to pull my hand away. "It's easy Brent, all you need to do is hold me and move a little," she replied still tugging my arm with determination. There was no way I could resist the pleading look she gave me so I stood up and let her lead me to the middle of the dance floor. I kept my eyes glued to her hips, which swayed seductively as she walked. She stopped turning towards me and the last thing that went though my mind before she slipped into my arms was don't screw this up. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close. I savored her smell as her body pressed into mine. I could feel her breasts against my chest as I circled my arms around her lower back just above her ass. When she started moving it felt like we were the only two people in the bar. I just followed her lead and relaxed while trying to imagine how I had ever considered refusing her earlier. She was clinging to me and grinding a little here and there. By the time the song was nearing its end I was sporting a raging hard on. I barely noticed it had ended until she thanked me for the dance. Then she slid her hands up to the back of my head and pulled my mouth to hers for a kiss that that nearly floored me. When she broke the kiss and started leading me back to our table I still had a big bulge in my pants that would be rather obvious to anyone who looked our way. "Wait!" I said quickly which caused her to stop and turn around to look at me. "Let's dance some more," was all I could come up with on the spot. I certainly wasn't about to say, "Hold on I have a hard on." She stared right at my crotch and I knew she must have felt my excited state while we danced a few moments ago. Looking up into my eyes again and smiling she said, "I though you didn't like to dance?" "I didn't until I danced with you," I replied hoping she would go for it. Her eyes widened a little at that but she quickly agreed to stay on the dance floor with me. She pushed me towards the back wall where fewer people would be able to see my predicament. I soon lost track music and couldn't say how long we danced with our bodies pressing together or how many kisses we shared. I recalled that earlier she said she would never fall for a cheesy pickup line. The last thing that went through my mind before letting go to enjoy the moment was that it wasn't just a line and I meant what I had said about dancing with her. By the time we called it quits on the dance floor my feet were sore from all the moving in my dress shoes and we both really needed a drink to cool down. We stopped at the bar to order another round before heading back to our table. Jennifer was there and told Valerie she was leaving with the other guy for the night. "Lucky us Brent, we get the place to ourselves tonight," was Valerie's response, but I couldn't tell if she was making a joke or not. We each took a turn visiting the rest room while the other watched the drinks and spent the rest of the night talking. At times I felt the urge to pinch myself to see if this was real. Before we knew it last call for the bar went out and it was time to leave. I stopped to pick up my briefcase before we headed outside holding hands. "Well?" I asked letting her decide how our night was to end. "Our apartment is just a few blocks away if you want to come over for a coffee or something. I've had a wonderful time with you tonight and I don't want it to end yet," was her response. I answered by pulling her close and kissing her again. We chatted as we walked to her place and by the time we got there I was thinking with a clear head. Neither of us had drank that much alcohol. I had 6 or 7 beer and a couple of drinks spread over the night and she had maybe half a dozen drinks by my count. It was enough for a comfortable buzz and helped us to enjoy the night but we were far from wasted. I was glad that was the case, since I had decided this girl could be something special and didn't want to feel like I was taking advantage of her. We arrived at her building and took the elevator up to her apartment on the fifth floor. She opened the door and let us in closing the door and locking up. She turned on the lights and told me to make myself at home before going into her room. I looked around her living room almost turned on the TV to see if she had ESPN. Luckily I caught myself and forced baseball from my mind for the final time tonight. The last thing I needed was the sight of me watching sports highlights turning her off. When she came back to the living room she had changed into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. This gave me my first look at her sexy legs, which were nicely tanned with just enough flesh around the thighs to be enticingly plump. I could see that she had removed her makeup as well but she still looked fantastic. As she entered I was looking at a family picture she had in a frame. She took the picture from me saying, "Don't look at that, I'm embarrassed by how I look in it." I shook my head saying, "You look beautiful to me." She gave me a short kiss before saying, "I really need a coffee or I'm going to fall asleep Brent. Do you want one and some dessert maybe?" I was wondering what exactly she meant by dessert when she continued saying, "We have some ice cream and a freshly baked pie if you like." "I don't drink coffee," I said. "But some ice cream sounds great." She led the way to the kitchen and offered me a diet soda while fixing herself a cup of coffee. Once her coffee was ready we each took a bowl of ice cream back to the living room. She sat on one end of the couch and patted the middle cushion for me to sit next to her. We sat in silence as we ate our ice cream. The way she slowly licked each spoon full was mesmerizing. I didn't realize I was staring again until she laughed at me having gotten her desired response. Neither of us seemed to know what to say and I was more than happy to eat my ice cream, while watching her do the same. "Brent I have to ask you something," she said just as we were putting down our empty bowls and I nodded to indicate she should go ahead. "Why did you make your move on me tonight and not Jen? Whenever we go out together men are usually lining up to talk to her and ignoring me." This was it, make or break time. The right words and this amazing woman was mine, say the wrong thing and I was going home. Reflecting back on our dancing earlier in the night, I remembered thinking a line isn't just a line if it's true. So I took her hand and while looking into her eyes said, "I not sure how well I can put it into words Valerie, but I was scanning the bar when my eyes found you and my heart skipped a beat. It was then that I knew I had found what I was looking for." With that she threw herself at me suddenly, kissing me fiercely and knocking me backwards onto the open cushion. I slid my hand through her hair and down her back to her ass. I didn't hesitate grabbing hold and pulling her groin into mine. She started to gyrate against me as our tongues dueled back and forth. We were both breathing hard and I was starting to lift her shirt when a sudden movement from her caused me to bump my head with a loud crack against the wooden part of the arm rest. "Oh I'm so sorry are you alright?" she asked with concern as she stopped kissing me. "I'm fine. It's just a little bump," I said trying to resume. "No," she said and I thought we were done for the night but she continued saying, "Not here let's move to my bedroom." She took me by the hand as we rushed to the bedroom nearly tripping over each other in our haste. When we got to her bed I decided it was time to take control for now. I pushed her onto her back and ripped open my shirt before peeling off my undershirt and positioning myself on top of her. I kissed her with wanton desire as she ran her hands over my back and chest. I broke off our kiss and slid down to her waist. I began to slowly lift her shirt licking and kissing her body on the way up. When I pulled it up over her breasts I could see her bra had a front clasp. By now she was breathing rapidly and running her fingers through my hair wildly. With minimal fumbling I manage to open her bra and push it aside. Her breasts were small, perky, and absolutely perfect. Her nipples were rosy pink and stood proudly on the tips of her breasts with a slight up turn. As I kneaded her breasts, one in each hand, I could feel how hard her nipples were. I gently tweaked them and alternated sucking on them. She was squirming beneath me now as I ran one hand up to her mouth where she sucked on my fingers greedily. I stopped playing with her breasts and went back to raising her shirt. She lifted her arms so I could pull it off but at the last moment I had a better idea and instead of removing it completely I stopped just as the neck of the shirt cleared her nose and pushed back hard. This forced her arms onto the pillow behind her and left her eyes covered. She wore a wicked looking smile after this move and I went back to kissing her all over while keeping her arms pinned using the shirt I held with my right hand. I went back to teasing her nipples again, rubbing and kissing them harder now. I would drift up and kiss her on the lips and pull away whenever she started to respond. Finally when I had worked her into a frenzy, I released her slipping the shirt off completely and let her attack me. She wrapped her quivering arms around my neck and kissed me with passion. She finally broke off the kiss saying, "Your turn." I rolled off her and lay back as she hopped off the bed and went to her closet returning with the belt from a bathrobe. Straddling my waist she began grinding her hips into mine. She lifted my arms above my head and began tying them to her headboard, allowing me to suck on her nipples some more as she restrained me. Jerking the robe belt tight she sat back and admired her work. True Lines She started to run her hands all over my body licking up and down my torso. It was thrilling to have this beautiful woman teasing me higher and higher to a state of complete desire while at her mercy. Part of me couldn't wait for my arms to be free to hold and caress her, while another part wanted her to keep me tied up like this forever. After what seem like an eternity she finally touched my cock through my pants and began rubbing it. Thankfully she didn't tease me like this for too long before starting to loosen my belt. I wanted to last until she had me out of my pants at least and she had me real close already. With my belt undone now, she had unbuttoned my pants and lowered my zipper. I lifted my hips to help her and she grabbed both my pants and boxers on either side, pulling them down and off. My cock sprang up as she freed it from my pants and I could feel it throbbing in anticipation of what was to come next. My penis is just under 7" long when hard and a little thicker than average I guess. I might not have made it as a porn star but so far none of the women I'd been with have raised a complaint. I watched her staring at it as if contemplating what to do next. She looked into my eyes and licked her lips seductively as she reached out for it. Clasping my shaft in her hand she slid my foreskin back before finding a rhythm with long, steady strokes. I could feel a drop of pre cum seeping out the tip and when she noticed it she kissed me before making her way down my body. She stopped when her head was just below my cock and looked into my eyes with pure lust before extending her tongue to carefully collect her prize. "Tell me when you're getting close if you want this to last," she said. Then she took the head into her mouth and began licking around it in a circular motion. With one hand she continued to stroke my shaft as the other cupped my balls. After stimulating the head like this for a while she would let it pop out and lick from the base of the shaft to the top a few times before taking the head inside her mouth again. The whole time was grinding her crotch against my lower leg in a constant motion. She went through this routine three times before I could feel the telltale tingling sensation. I wanted release so bad but she had asked me warn her and I needed to see where this experience would lead so I whispered, "Stop." Abruptly she stopped letting the head slip out of her mouth. She went back giving me a hand job with long slow strokes, massaging me with her saliva that slid down from the head. "Just let me know when your ready for more," she said as we both watched her hand travel up and down, up and down. After five minutes or so of this slow stroking I felt ready for more. This time she added an up and down motion, mixing it with the swirling tongue. She would take about half the shaft into her mouth while massaging my balls with her off hand at the same time. I neared climax much sooner this round and managed to say, "OK" before it was too late. Valerie was breathing heavily after this last stint and scooted up next to me, before she went back to gently playing with me. Leaning in to kiss me our tongues met again. She'd just been sucking on my prick but I didn't mind at all. At this point, I couldn't get enough of her. I started to speak wanting to tell her how wonderful she was, but she stopped me with a hand over my mouth and said, "Say when." I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation of her hand job for a few more minutes before I let her know I was ready again. My mind was racing at this point in anticipation of what she would do next. She continued her earlier routine on my cock, but added something new. This time instead of just cupping and massaging my balls she would break off from the shaft and lick them. Eventually she began to suck on them as well, taking one into her mouth at a time. I closed my eyes again and leaned back into her pillow. I was doing my best to hold back my orgasm but the tingling has started again and I knew I'd need to warn her again soon. With my eyes shut and all my concentration focused on preventing my balls from boiling over, I felt something that made me shout, "STOP!" and rise off the bed in reflex. Her wet finger had started to rub my ass in a soft circular motion. It's not that I didn't like it. Everything she was doing felt amazing but it was all I could do not to cum on the spot when she touched me like that. She slid up and kissed me again saying, "Sorry I didn't mea..." I cut her off saying; "No it's not that, I was going to cum if you didn't stop is all." I was breathing just as hard as she was now. Looking down I could see that she was rubbing herself through her shorts with her other hand and could tell she was getting turned on from pleasing me. I honestly didn't know how much more I could take and though that if she had any more tricks up her sleeve I probably wouldn't be able to stop her in time again. When I was good and ready this time I signaled for her to continue. She went back to using the first technique she had started with. After preparing myself for something new and spectacular it was a little bit of a let down, but she soon fell into a satisfying routine. I realized I must be a fool for trying to find fault with what she was doing. She teased my cock slowly and carefully built me towards climax again. I began bucking my hips a little to get her to take it deeper again like she had before and she responded to the request. She broke off to treat my balls again before looking up and asking, "Are you close?" I couldn't even speak at that point, so I gave her a tiny nod. With that she engulfed my cock in her mouth taking almost the entire length at once. She began to plunge up and down wildly while jacking my shaft hard in a firm grip. When her finger found my ass again that was it. I finally found the release I'd been anticipating with a loud moan. My entire body seemed to be tensing with my balls, testing the limits of her restraints, as I pumped my load into her eager mouth. She was trying to swallow it down, but I had never cum with such force and volume in my life. It began to leak from the corners of her mouth and down my shaft. Even after there was no more cum to expel, my cock continued to spasm wanting to give her more. I was shaking and felt lightheaded. I was worried that I might even pass out before returning the favor, but the feeling soon passed and I relaxed as she tenderly cleaned me up with her mouth. She slid up next to me on her side again and put her head next to mine on the pillow. I turned and stared into her eyes as we both tried to catch our breath. Finally I spoke but all I could offer was "Wow." Laughing she asked, "So you liked it then?" while trailing her fingers lightly over my chest. "Untie me," I pleaded, "It's time I returned the favor." She released my hands and then rolled off of me onto her back. I was on top of her in an instant and began kissing her again while playing with her nipples. After making out with her for a few minutes I began kissing down her body, stopping at her breasts. I could feel her body respond as I licked and sucked them again. Eventually I forced myself to stop and continued my downward journey. When I reached her waistband I started licking her stomach just above the button of her shorts before undoing it and lowering the zipper. I slid her shorts off leaving her tiny lace panties for now. I reach out to touch her and was not surprised to discover that she was damp to my touch. I rubbed her mound beneath the fabric and kissed her lower lips through it as well. She'd taken two handfuls of my hair now and was trying to force my face into her. I took hold of her panties on either side and began lowering them trailing in their wake with my tongue. I paused a moment for my first look at her pussy and took in the incredible view. Her pubic hair was shaved into a small neat triangle just above her lips. She was soaking wet with her juices. I took a moment to savor her aroma and enjoyed a quick taste before taking her panties down and off. I knelt below her raising her legs in the air and began showering them with kisses and quick little licks before starting my slow descent. I could smell her excitement as I made my way down the inside of her legs, shifting from one to the other and back again. Once I got to her mid thigh I could taste the sweet nectar that has ran down her legs. When I finally reached the middle I spread her legs wide with her knees raised and feet flat on the bed. I touched her near the top of her lips and earned a quick gasp from her as I rubbed her clit for the first time. With thumb and forefinger I spread her lips and began tasting her in earnest with my tongue and lips, while my other hand searched blindly for her breasts. When I found a nipple I began tweaking it firmly as her hand grasped mine to hold it in place. I continue to lick and suck her snatch making obscene slurping sounds as I did my best to provide her with the same level of pleasure she had treated me to earlier. She was moaning softly at first but her tempo and volume rose as I attempted to bring her over the edge. I broke off my embrace to say, "Let me know what's working for you." She responded by grabbing my head with both hands and pushing me back in saying, "You're doing great, don't stop." Returning to my licking and sucking, I decided it was time to add to the experience for her. Starting with a single finger I began to probe her depths causing her moan louder still. I built up the speed of my fingering and continued using my mouth to toy with her clit. Seeking a better angle for my assault, I lifted her legs placing her lower thighs on my shoulders and letting her calves rest on my back. This lifted her pussy from the bed placing it directly in front of my face. I dove back in with an extra finger now and in short time I had slipped in a third, pumping her furiously with my hand. Her eyes were closed and her head was swaying from side to side. Her entire body seemed to be pulsing with delight when I stopped for a moment and slipped our from beneath her legs. I continued to rub her as I rose to my knees. She opened her eyes to glance down and see what I was planning. I held my hardened prick in one hand and leaned in to begin sliding up and down between the outer lips of her moist slit. She reached down to rub herself as I wet my shaft in her juices. She seemed to sense I was waiting for the go ahead when she looked up and said, "Fuck me Brent. Please fuck me, I want it so bad." Slipping the head of my dick between her inviting lips, I shifted a little to get a better angle. Inching forward I eased into her. The hot, wet grip of her pussy felt wonderful. She was very wet at this point, but I still took my time and entered her carefully. Starting with short thrusts I began to penetrate her and before long I was fully inserted. I knew she had been close to an orgasm before I stopped licking her and now as our momentum built I was intent on getting her off. Having cum once already myself I was hoping I could last until she had her turn. Every so often I'd pull out to run my head through her lips and slap against her clit a few times before going back in for more. I'd also lean in to kiss her whenever I slowed the tempo to catch a quick breather. After fifteen minutes of this we were both sweating and short of breath. Her face was flushed and she encouraged me saying, "Yes right there" or "Harder" as we both continued to enjoy ourselves. Her hand strayed back to the top of her pussy and she starting rubbing her clit again, but much faster now. In response I increased the pace of our fucking and the sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room. Her breath was coming in short gasps now and I knew she was ready to go any time now. I grabbed her by the ankles and forced her knees back to her chest. She helped by locking her arms behind her legs to hold them steady. With the added leverage this position afforded me, I was able to pound into her harder still. After a few minutes of this she let out a sharp squeal and spasmed uncontrollably. Juices were flowing from her and dripping down to her ass. I slowed my movement as she took deep breaths while moaning in pleasure. When she released her legs to let them fall back to the bed I held her tightly in my arms while rolling over, lifting her on top of me. She was still shaking a little. I held her tenderly in my arms rubbing her back and kissing her forehead. Her breathing slowed and evened as I reflected on our night together and pondered what would come next. "Valerie?" I whispered, but she was already sound asleep so I pulled the blankets over us. Once my grin finally faded, sleep took me as well. *** The sound of our front door opening brought me back to the present. I could hear her dropping her keys on the table and taking off her shoes. She came to the living room with a pint of ice cream and two spoons taking the seat next to me. It was ten years later and my heart still fluttered every time I saw her smile. We'd been married for almost nine years now and I loved her with all my heart. "The kids were excited about getting to sleep over at Jen's tonight," she said as we started feeding each other ice cream. "But not nearly as excited as I am to relive of our first night together again." "I can remember thinking you were special from the beginning. I know now that it was love at first sight. I've spent ten wonderful years as the luckiest man in the world Val," I responded, the words coming naturally. At that moment the pint of ice cream was forgotten as we embraced and hurried to our bedroom. From our first night together I've never had to feed her a line to get her into bed. The truth works every time.