The Anniversary Week - Tuesday - Sex Stories

The Anniversary Week - Tuesday

... There are just a few things I want to do before I get hitched. I do love him. I mean, how many other guys would give their girlfriends a hall pass, lasting several weeks, right after proposing to them? Although he's probably making better use of it than I am," she laughed. "Anyways, thanks for listening. I know you don't like a lot of drama." I was still processing what she'd just told me, but I smiled anyways and said, "Don't worry about it, glad I could help. Even though you might as well have been talking to a wall most of the time." Claire smiled and said, "I wouldn't say that... Most walls are more responsive than you were just now. I'd say you were more like a mute paralyzed man. Who was asl**p." After that we fell back into our usual banter and I eventually took her back to school for her afternoon classes and I went to the gym. Then I went to work for a short, closing shift. All the while my mind was reeling from my conversation with Claire and trying to wrap itself around her words. Jacob had proposed? Why shouldn't he, they'd been going out for forever. They might as well have married years ago. But she still wasn't ready... What would this mean for my relationship? She said she'd already talked to Sierra about everything. What did she think about it all? Finally I had to put it all from my mind, as I was getting too distracted to focus on my job. I would just have to talk to Sierra. At last the time came for me to head home, and I did so with a slight feeling of ...

... dread. I pulled up to the house and went in through the garage. "Hey Ser Bear, I'm home!" "Hey honey, I'll be right out!" came the response from our bedroom. I approached it cautiously and just before I could open the door Sierra popped out and greeted me as she had yesterday, standing on her tiptoes to kiss me before burying her face into my chest in a full hug. She was wearing very comfortable clothing, an oversized t-shirt and some sweatpants, and her frizzy brown hair was loose. From the hug I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra and I guessed she wouldn't be wearing any underwear. "How was your day?" I said after we'd pulled apart, my heart not quite in the question. Picking up on my discomfort and ignoring my question, she frowned and asked what was wrong as she pulled me into the bedroom to sit down. "It's nothing," I began, but quickly stopped when I saw the disbelief on her face. "Okay, I went to lunch with Claire like you wanted and she told me about her and Jacob." Understanding and relief flooded into her expression. "Oh, that. So you're worried about what all of that might do to our relationship?" I nodded. "Well, yeah. We're pretty close friends with them, and we've been together for forever like they have been." "Don't worry, hon," she said, smiling. "We're all very different people. We all have different expectations and circumstances going on in our lives. I don't expect you to feel any pressure to propose just because some of our friends are getting ready to ...