Thanksgiving at Tori's parents' house was the moment I had been anticipating. While the ladies were in the kitchen tidying up after the meal, I had a private conversation with Jon. Dad was watching the Packers dominate the Bears. Soon after, the two of us went to join Dad. Shortly thereafter, the women joined us.
Three days later, my mother, father, Tori, and I returned home. My parents were accommodating, recognizing my desire to unwind and spend time with Tori before classes began again the following day.
~o0o~
Before I realized it, the semester had concluded, and the three-week Christmas break had commenced. Tori and I extended invitations to our parents for Christmas Day. We had adorned the interior of the house two weeks in advance. The sole decorations outside consisted of a wreath positioned above the front door and two potted boxwoods flanking either side of the entrance. All of these were embellished with white LED lights and clear incandescent Christmas lights.
The week prior to Christmas, Tori prepared an apple pie, cheesecake, Christmas pudding, and various side dishes. Two days into her preparations, I entered her space despite her having banished me the previous week.
“Darling, would you like some assistance?”
“Leave my kitchen immediately!” she exclaimed in a loud and authoritative tone.
“But darling...”
She interrupted me, stating, “I must acknowledge your intentions were good. However, when you prepared the meatloaf with the carrot swirl, what led you to add two tablespoons of salt? The recipe specified one teaspoon because carrots already contain salt! Now, please leave!”
As I made my way back to the living room, the doorbell chimed. When I opened the door, I was surprised to find Mom and Naomi standing there.
“Hello, son, we have come to help Tori.”
“Hello, Mom.”
“Toby, it’s a pleasure to see you again. I must say, those sweatpants are great—Go Pack!” Naomi exclaimed cheerfully as she offered me a high five.
“Hello Naomi.”
They headed to the kitchen and as I closed the door, I noticed it had stopped snowing. I put on my Green Bay Packers coat, knit cap, and gloves.
After I finished clearing the snow, I went into the mudroom, took off my clothes, and hung them up. I needed to cross the kitchen as quickly as possible to avoid Tori's anger. As I passed through, I noticed her icy glare. I hope she gets over this by Christmas Day.
~o0o~
Christmas Day has arrived, and our parents have brought gifts, placing them beneath the tree alongside ours.
The turkey was served with a variety of side dishes, including a macaroni and cheese casserole, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, and an assortment of vegetables. For beverages, we enjoyed mulled wine and eggnog.
Subsequently, dessert included apple pie, Christmas pudding, and cheesecake. After finishing dessert, we all helped clear the table and store the leftovers. The women began washing the dishes and silverware. With their backs turned to us, the three of us whistled.
Without turning to face us, Tori said, “Go wait in the living room, guys. Now, off you go.”
Jon, my father, and I went in the living room to wait for the girls. That’s when Dad inquired,
“Did you get it, Toby?”
“Yes, it is the light pink box located beneath the tree.”
“That is quite a large box, kid,”Jon remarked.
“Just hold on, everyone,” I replied, my voice tinged with excitement.
Fifteen minutes later, the ladies entered the living room, each holding a glass of wine in one hand and a stein of beer in the other. Tori approached me and handed me her stein. Meanwhile, Naomi delivered Jon’s stein as Mom gave Dad his.
“Toby, why don’t you distribute the presents?” Dad remarked just before taking a sip of his beer.
I took a quick sip from my stein, and as I moved toward the presents.
We took turns unwrapping our presents, which varied from clothing to alluring lingerie for the ladies.
I saved the pink box for last, and once all the gifts had been unwrapped, I handed it to Tori. Everyone watched with eager anticipation, particularly Dad and Jon. Tori unwrapped the box, opened it, and took out the tissue paper.
"What is this, Toby? Another box?" Tori inquired as she opened the box.
To the astonishment of everyone present and to Tori's surprise, another gift-wrapped box appeared. She looked at me with a look of disbelief. As she prepared to open the box, I held my breath until she had unwrapped the small package. When she opened it, Tori's expression transformed into one of astonishment. Before she could react or speak, I knelt down and asked, “Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
With the small box still in her grasp, Tori slid off the sofa and knelt beside me. She gently whispered in my ear, and I responded softly, “Yes.” As she pulled back, Tori reached into the box, retrieved the engagement ring, and affirmed, “Yes.”
Tori presented me with an oval-shaped white diamond ring, adorned with side stones set on a gold band. As I placed the ring on her finger, our parents rose to their feet, applauding and offering their congratulations.
Jon helped Tori stand up while I got up on my own. Mom and Naomi each hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. Dad and Jon shook hands with me, while our mothers each hugged Tori and kissed her on the cheek. Then, Jon and Dad took turns hugging Tori and kissing her on the cheek.
“This calls for some champagne,” Dad remarked as he headed to the kitchen.
As we awaited Dad's return, Tori asked, “How did you know what I liked?”
“A little birdie told me,” I replied playfully.
By that time, our mothers had tears of joy streaming down their faces. Dad returned with six flutes and a bottle of Dom Pérignon. After filling the flutes with the golden-yellow liquid, Dad handed a glass to each of us.
“Toby, from the very first moment we met you, Naomi and I recognized the depth of your love for our daughter. You have filled her life with immense joy. May that joy and the love you share continue to flourish,” Jon remarked as he raised his glass.
We all lifted our glasses and took a sip. Then Dad added, “Your mother and I are thrilled about the future you two will create together. May your love for one another continue to grow, and may your journey be filled with blessings.”
“Cheers!” everyone echoed, and we all took another sip from our glasses.
“Toby, my dear, please retrieve the bag from under the sofa cushion, as that is where I was seated. Afterward, kindly hand it to me before you take a seat yourself. I also request that everyone else take a seat; I have something significant to discuss with Toby and his parents,” Tori said.
Her parents and mine took their places as we awaited Tori's announcement.
“Upon accepting Toby's proposal, I inquired if he would be open to signing a prenuptial agreement. He consented, and I will explain the reasoning behind my request. Following Derek's death, I learned that I was the sole beneficiary and executor of his will. In addition to the 2019 Subaru Ascent Limited that you currently possess, Toby, I inherited three properties. Here, Mom and Dad, this envelope is for you. Evie, Paul, I also have an envelope for both of you,” Tori elaborated.
Tori spoke in a friendly yet firm tone, saying, “Mom, Dad, with the house and garage now updated, it is time for your honeymoon. The tickets are round-trip to Maui, where you will enjoy a two-week stay at my home. The housekeeper will be expecting you three days after the New Year. Now that we are family, Paul, please use that check to settle bills and cover any other expenses you may have. The tickets also include a round-trip to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, where you will spend two weeks at my home, enjoying skiing and sightseeing. Toby mentioned how much you enjoy skiing. The housekeeper will be expecting you three days after the New Year.”
“B-but how are you able to do this, Tori?” Mom inquired, her voice laced with concern.
“It's quite simple, Evie. I also inherited three hundred million dollars. This upcoming summer, we will all be going to my residence near St. Andrews, Scotland, where we will spend two weeks enjoying golf and sightseeing.”
Dad just stared, his mouth open and his eyes wide, the words stuck in his throat.
“There is nothing to say, Paul. Now, if you will excuse us, my soon-to-be husband and I will see you all tomorrow,” Tori stated as she took my hand and guided me to our bedroom.
As she walked slightly ahead of me down the hallway, Tori removed her apron and let it drop to the floor. Once we were in our bedroom, I closed the door. I turned to face her, and she unexpectedly pushed me against it. Tori seized my hands and lifted them above my head. Simultaneously, she pushed her left leg between mine, spreading them apart. She pressed herself against me, her leg rubbing against my erection while she dragged her firm nipples back and forth across my chest.
“You like my leg against that magnificent cock of yours,” she said with a sultry yet commanding whisper in my ear.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what? Say it, or I stop.”
“Yes, I love how your leg feels against my cock.”
“What about my big tits? Do you love them?”
“No, I adore them.”
“Good answer. Do you want to fuck and cum on them?”
“Yes, I want to fuck and cum on them."
Throughout the entire encounter, she persistently rubbed her nipples against my chest while pressing her leg against my cock. I thought. you wish to partake in this playful exchange, do you? Very well, I can engage in this game as well. When the right moment arose, I quickly pinned Tori against the door, replicating the manner in which she had previously pinned me.
Without any forewarning, I thrust two fingers into her pussy. She gasped in astonishment as I leaned in to whisper in her ear, “Do you desire me to stimulate your pussy with my fingers?”
Tori looked at me with a knowing yet playful smile. “Yes,” she replied, moaning as I maneuvered my fingers within her.
“Yes, what? Say it clearly, or I will stop,” I insisted.
“Yes, please finger me and fuck me,” she implored as I curled my finger and caressed her G-spot. “That’s it, darling. Make your future wife climax on your fingers,” she pleaded between breaths.
I kissed, licked, and gently bit her nipples, eliciting louder moans as she moved closer to climax. Just as her body began to tremble, I kissed her passionately. Tori responded with a desire I had never seen from her before. Suddenly, every muscle in her body tensed as the orgasm surged through her.
She cried out softly while we were kissing, “Oh, baby, your fingers are driving me wild.” I held her against the door as the orgasm overwhelmed her, showering her with gentle kisses on her ear and neck.
I whispered, “I love you with all my heart and soul.”
“I love you with all my heart and soul,” Tori whispered as I brought my fingers, coated with her sweetness, to my lips.
We both licked my fingers clean, savoring her flavor. Then we kissed once more before moving to the bed. We climbed onto the bed and lay facing each other. Each of us used one hand to gently stroke the other's arms, face, and body as we spoke softly.
“Did Mom tell you about the ring and what my size was?” Tori said in a low, soft voice.
“Yes, and I bought the wedding band to match,” I softly said.
“What about you?” Tori inquired.
“I still need to look for one.,” I said.
“Then we’ll go later this week, and what do you think about a simple wedding the summer after your sophomore year, honey?” Tori said.
“That’s a wonderful idea, sweetie. We’ll tell our parents tomorrow,” I said.
We kissed as I straddled my left leg over her, then I kissed her ear. I caressed her tits with my left hand and teased her nipples with my fingers. Our arousal slowly built up as we continued to make out.
“I need you inside me, Toby. Make love to me,” she said as her legs parted.
I positioned myself above her and gently slid my manhood along the wetness of her slit. She reached down, using her delicate hand to guide my cock to the entrance of her pussy. Gradually, I pushed forward and paused before proceeding. I slid deeper inside her until I was fully enveloped. I remained still for a moment as we kissed, then I began to move at a slow pace.
As I rocked my hips back and forth, her pussy tightened around my cock. I felt her legs encircle my waist as she thrust her hips upward. We established a rhythm, and amidst the moans, she urged, “Faster, harder, and don’t you come.”
I complied, the headboard striking against the wall. The bed trembled as we engaged in our passionate encounter, and Tori tightened her legs around my waist. Between grunts and moans, she exclaimed, “This is it; you’re driving me wild. I’m about to, oh god, I’m cumming!”
I felt her body tighten around me as her orgasm surged through her like a powerful wave. Before she could fully regain her composure, Tori had me sit at the edge of the bed. She positioned herself between my legs and let her saliva trickle into her deep cleavage. I enjoyed watching my cock glide between her beautiful breasts. Unfortunately, the pleasure was short-lived, and I reached my climax. My essence dripped down from beneath her chin and between her breasts.
She grasped my cock and spread my essence over her nipples and breasts. Then, she cleaned my manhood with her tongue, lifted herself up, and kissed me. She shared the essence in her mouth with me. We took a moment to rest, then went to take a shower. Afterward, we returned to bed and cuddled in a spooning position, with me behind her.
I had my left arm beneath her breasts, while her right hand gently caressed my arm. I whispered in her ear, “I love you, Tori.”
She whispered back, “I love you, Toby.”
That was the last thing I remembered before drifting off to sleep.
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