Fender Benders And Consequences

Marie returned to the house just a little past seven. Logan was casually sitting on the couch watching 'Jeopardy', still wearing the dress slacks and shirt from his trip into the city. She walked over and leaned over the back of the couch to give him a kiss, failing to notice that the shades on the French doors leading out to the patio were closed.

"Have fun with Jubes and Kitty?"

"Yeah, think we wore out the magnetic strips on our charge cards. You ready for dinner?"

"Thought we'd go out and grab something."

"Sounds good to me, just let me get changed and I'll be right with you."

As Marie walked down the hall into the bedroom Logan sprang off the couch and opened the French doors. He then made sure the stereo was cued with the Paul Taylor jazz CD he'd purchased on his earlier shopping expedition, and with stereo remote in hand, he sat back down on the couch trying to look nonchalant.

Marie entered the bedroom to find a Bergdoff-Goodman box lying on the bed with a note attached that read, 'wear me'. She opened the box to find a beautiful Vera Wang sleeveless dress of pearl-colored silk, a pair of matching Kenneth Cole shoes and a small jewelry box from Tiffany's that contained pearl stud earrings.

"Well, I guess we're not eating at McDonalds."

She quickly changed into the dress, twisted her hair into a loose knot, slipped the pearl studs onto her earlobes and with a final spritz of J'Adore perfume was ready for whatever Logan had planned. Just as she entered the living room the stereo started playing a low, soft, melodic jazz song. Logan stood up and Marie noticed he was now wearing the jacket from his suit. Damn, the man looked fine in Armani, he also looked fine in t-shirts, but of course, he looked best when wearing nothing but a grin, making her smile at the thought. That's when she finally noticed the doors to the patio had been closed previously, but were now flung wide open.

"We never did have our anniversary dinner... so I thought we'd have it tonight," Logan stated.

Taking Marie's hand in his, he led her out to the patio. Marie gasped at the sight before her. The small patio table had been draped with a white linen tablecloth that puddled on the ground and had been set with her Royal Dalton china, Waterford crystal, small flickering votive candles and a small round bowl of pure white roses as the centerpiece. The trees had been strung with clear, twinkling lights that added a soft glow to everything.

"I know it's not exactly 'Tavern On the Green', call me selfish, but I wanted you all to myself tonight."

"Oh, Logan. It's beautiful. It's perfect."

Logan pulled Marie into an embrace and kissed her softly and slowly. Leading her over to the table she noticed a serving cart parked next to it, with silver domed covered plates. Logan had obviously gone to the trouble of having the dinner catered. A bottle of Asti Spumunti was chilling in a wine cooler next to the serving cart. Tears formed in Marie's eyes, everything looked so wonderful, so perfect, so typically Logan. How did she get so lucky to get this man who worshipped and adored her?

Logan pulled out her chair; sitting her down he placed one of the plates in front of her and removed the silver dome to reveal a delicious looking Cobb Salad. Logan's plate contained the same thing and Marie smiled knowing he would have preferred something more 'substantial'. Logan popped the cork of the Asti Spumanti (he'd remembered her mentioning she preferred it to the more traditional champagne) and poured the golden, bubbly liquid into two fluted crystal glasses. Sitting down opposite her, he raised his glass and proposed a toast.

"To the woman who's made me a better person and to our future together."

Small tears formed in the corners of Marie's eyes as they clinked glasses. They ate their salads, talking about the baby, their favorite topic of conversation these days, with Logan saying in case they had a daughter, he'd already placed a deposit on a gun to keep suitors at bay. They were halfway through their strawberry covered cheesecakes when Logan reached across the table, took one of Marie's small, delicate hands in his larger one and looking directly at her with soft hazel eyes said -

"Scott told me that your father said the only man who would ever be good enough for you would be the one who was willing to scoop the stars out of the sky and lay them at your feet....... I've only been able to capture this one little guy so far, but if you'll do me the honor, I'll spend all of my life chasing down the rest of them for you."

He was holding a small velvet box from Tiffany's that held a four-carat Emerald-cut diamond solitaire.

"Marry me, Marie, and make my life complete."

Marie burst into tears.

"Is that a yes?"

Marie just nodded 'yes' - unable to speak. Logan jumped out of his chair, grabbed Marie out of hers and swung her around in the air. She clung to him covering his face in kisses until she found his lips and they melted into a slow, passionate kiss with Marie still lifted off the ground. When they finally broke apart they were both quite breathless. He put her back down, but continued hugging her. Neither felt the need to say anything - they just stood there holding each other for a few minutes.

Then they moved the celebration of their engagement from the patio into the bedroom.

Marie was in an especially playful mood and suggested that they take turns removing each other's clothes, a game that Logan found immediately appealing. Just then he noticed a video camera set up on a tri-pod on the far side of the room, he turned to find Marie smiling at him seductively as she placed a cup of ice on the nightstand next to the bed.

"Smile, you're on Candid Camera."

She winked at him mischievously and Logan wasn't about to say anything stupid that would give her the opportunity to change her mind. The evening was about to become even more interesting then Logan could've possibly imagined. To start things off Logan kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks, while Marie walked over and turned the camera on. They stood facing each other at the foot of the wrought-iron bed.

Marie went first, taking off Logan's suit jacket and tossing it on the chaise in the corner of the room. Logan then unzipped Marie's Vera Wang dress, peeled it slowly off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor in a silk puddle. It was then that he noticed she wasn't wearing regular pantyhose, but a garter belt and stockings; which made him go hard instantly. Next Marie unknotted his tie and slowly dragged it off his neck and looped the material around her own neck, leaving the ends tangling down the front of her breasts. Logan unhooked the fasteners at the top of each stocking and one at a time rolled the stockings off her legs and then removed the garter belt, leaving her standing there in just a cream colored lace bra and panties.

Next Marie undid all of the buttons of Logan's dress shirt and very slowly and teasingly opened the shirt, making sure to run her hands across his broad chest in the process. Licking her lips, she eased the shirt off his shoulders, down his muscular arms and tossed it on the floor. Logan then reached behind her and undid the clasp on the bra and pinching the piece of fabric at the juncture between her breasts yanked the bra off and pitched it over his shoulder. His tie was still dangling around her neck and he decided to leave it there for now. Marie's hands went to his belt buckle, opening it, she pulled the belt out of its loops and dropped it on the floor. She then undid the button on his pants and slowly eased the zipper down, brushing her hand purposely against his erection. The pants fell to his ankles and he stepped out of them and kicked them aside. He then hooked his fingers in the sides of her string bikini panties and with agonizing slowness peeled them off and flung them across the room. It was then Marie's turn to remove the last of the clothing - his briefs. She removed them the same teasing way Logan had removed her panties and then they, too, joined the heap of clothes scattered around the room.

Logan grabbed both ends of his tie and pulled Marie to him and they melted into a slow, passionate kiss. She put her hands on his powerful chest and backed him up towards the bed. Logan realized that she wanted to be in charge of this little game and smiled at the thought of being dominated. She pushed him down onto the bed and straddled him. He went to reach for her breasts, but she grabbed him by the wrists and shook her head 'No'. Obviously, she wasn't going to let him doing anything until she wanted him to. Logan knew he was going to enjoy this little game immensely.

"Are you game for something different?" she asked seductively.

"Sure, why not... long as it doesn't involve pain."

Marie leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Only pleasure, my love, only pleasure."

She took the tie from around her neck and wrapped it around his wrist, then reached over to the nightstand and picked up a second tie, repeating the same wrist-wrapping procedure as with the first tie. It dawned on Logan exactly what she had in mind - she was going to tie him up! Putting his arms above his head, she then looped each loose end of the tie around the poles of the headboard of the wrought-iron bed. Logan was getting more aroused with each passing minute. Marie then reached over to the nightstand once more and picked up a silk scarf; which she used to blindfold him.

With all of his vast experiences Logan had never taken the time to play games, so this was new to both of them. Marie leaned down and started planting soft kisses all over his face, barely brushing over his lips at first and then more insistent until he parted them and she used her tongue to explore the inside of his mouth. She massaged his tongue with her own, tasting the Asti Spumonti and the strawberries from their dessert. Her hands were on his chest massaging the taut muscles, while the heated place between her legs massaged his throbbing erection with a slow rocking back and forth motion. Logan moaned into her mouth and Marie pushed her tongue deeper down his throat. Finally breaking the kiss, she moved her mouth down to his chest and repeated the exploration that her hands had just finished. Logan moaned beneath her, increasing the volume as her lips trailed down his stomach until she took his cock into her mouth. She sucked on him gently at first and then increasing the pressure the louder he groaned. Just when she thought he was about to come, she stopped momentarily, took an ice cube out of the glass on the nightstand, popped it into her mouth and sucked his cock back in. The shock of the combination of her hot mouth and the cold ice cube made Logan explode immediately, shooting hot liquid down the back of her throat.

"Take the blindfold off, Marie," Logan managed to choke out.

"Why?"

"Because I want to watch you."

Marie removed the blindfold with a flourish and Logan looked up to see her grinning at him sinfully.

"Okay, now untie me."

"Why, would I do that?"

"Because I want to touch you..... everywhere," Logan said wickedly.

Marie loosened the ties and Logan sprang up, grabbed her and threw her down onto her back. Putting her hands above her head and pinning them at the wrists, he straddled her and leaned down to duplicate the same deliciously intoxicating pleasure he'd just experienced. His mouth wandered all over her body paying special attention to her breasts and the warm, wet hidden treasure between her legs. Marie moaned and writhed against his talented tongue until she too exploded with her own orgasm. Having had sufficient time to recover while administrating to Marie's needs, Logan was hard again and spreading her legs wide entered her with one quick thrust. He pushed her knees up toward her shoulders, allowing for even deeper penetration. He pumped in and out smoothly until they were both on the edge - ready to fall into the abyss. Logan watched the expression on Marie's face to time his climax with hers, and moments later they screamed together in release and collapsed - exhausted and delirious.

Logan managed to mumble, "I love you, baby.... God, I love you."

They cuddled and kissed until they both fell sound asleep wrapped around each other.