“Hello, sweet Jenny,” he greeted me when I walked in the door to the kitchen. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”
“Happy Valentine’s Day!” I returned his greeting and kissed him back when he put his arms around me and put his warm lips to mine. “We’re the first ones here.”
“Isn’t it nice?” he teased me, kissing me again. We heard a car pull into the lot and after another steamy kiss we separated and started gathering what we needed to prep for the lunch crowd.
The servers were full of cute stories from the dining room, and even though we were very busy, the day passed quickly and those of us who worked had a great time. Now it was our turn to celebrate. I left a few minutes ahead of Cody and drove a bit faster than I should have to reach my apartment quickly. I put our dinner in the oven to bake, having prepared it earlier that morning for tonight. I took a quick shower and dressed in something I hoped Cody would find irresistibly sexy. I was in the kitchen checking on our dinner when Cody arrived. He’d taken the time to shower and shave, and I felt my heart sing in response. Tonight would be our special night.
He picked me up and kissed me until I was breathless, then his hand landed on my bottom with a sharp little smack. “I’m hungry and something smells good.”
“Ow!” I made a pouty face and rubbed the sting with my hand.
“Feed me and I’ll kiss it all better,” Cody promised.
I felt my toes tingle in anticipation. Warmth spread from that little stinging handprint to the crotch of my panties. I could feel how damp they were and it was enough to make me blush, which I seemed to do regularly around Cody.
I poured wine for us, and then checked in the oven once more. The delicious smells were making me hungry, too, and I quickly dished up our food onto a serving platter and carried it to the table, which was as pretty as could be – even if I did decorate it myself – with white dishes and red napkins and tablecloth. The candles were red, and they gave off a soft glow. It was all very romantic.
“I’m a very happy man, Jenny,” Cody said softly. “Only one thing would make me happier than I am in this minute. Would you marry me, honey?” he asked, and out of nowhere he was holding a small box, which he flipped open to show me an engagement ring.
I was completely surprised, but I immediately said, “Yes! Oh, yes, Cody! I love you so much!”
I can’t tell you what the next little bit was like. I know he must have put the ring on my finger; I marveled at how well it fit. It was so perfect and I couldn’t imagine how he knew my size. We ate dinner and somehow the leftovers got put away and the dirty dishes loaded in the dishwasher.
“I think we have a certain little matter to discuss, sweet Jenny.” The note in Cody’s voice was playful, although he sounded stern. He’d promised to show me just how sexy a spanking could be, and I was wide-eyed at the prospect of learning that he intended to teach me that lesson right now.
“And what would we need to discuss, Cody?” I asked, trying to sound a bit teasing.
“I did not get enough kisses today,” he scolded with a perfectly straight face. “There must be a minimum of fifty kisses on Valentine’s Day or it is a spanking for you.”
“Oh, no! Surely you wouldn’t spank for that?” I giggled while trying to sound serious. I loved it when Cody was in a playful mood.
“Yes, and now that we are engaged, it is an even more serious offense.”
“It is?”
“Oh yes. I’m going to have to spank your bare bottom.” Before I could squeal, he flipped me over his lap and started spanking, the swats gentle and playful. Just as it started to sting a bit, Cody stopped and pushed up my dress to caress the area that he’d spanked. He repeated the same scenario again and again, and I begged him for more. Cody picked me up and carried me into the bedroom and gently laid me on the bed. He joined me then, promising to kiss away all the sting. His lips were nice and warm as he kissed a trail across my pink skin, but the kisses sent delicious chills of delight all over my body as I ached for more of his touch. Cody obliged me, undressing me and telling me over and over how beautiful he found me. Everything in his voice and in his eyes told me he meant the words. I felt beautiful for the first time in my entire life, and I knew it would always be so with Cody. He loved me, just as I loved him.
“Please, Cody, I want to see you without clothes too. Let me undo your shirt,” I offered. Cody lay back on the bed and allowed me to have my way with him. I enjoyed doing the things to him that he’d done to me with his fingers and tongue, and when Cody finally made me his, there was only a brief moment of pain as he eased himself into my tight passage, and none a few moments later as he led us both to fulfillment.
“What a wonderful Valentine’s Day, Cody!” I kissed him again and it wasn’t long before we felt the stirrings of passion yet again. This second time was even
