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"Happy anniversary, baby," Ann cooed, her naked body sliding up against Neil's under the single sheet covering them.
"Mmm... happy anniversary," he replied, their lips meeting for a long, steamy kiss.
It was hard to believe they'd already been married a year. They'd gotten off to a pretty good start as far as marriages go, although there were a few arguments during the first few months. It was all a part of learning to live with someone you loved but didn't really know all that well.
They'd each discovered the little idiosyncrasies that bugged them about their partner; pet peeves that could fray their nerves from time to time. But they had quickly learned to overlook the minor ones and talk about the ones that they found too irritating to ignore. They became really good at making compromises. Actually, Neil always excelled in that area. It was one of his strong suits. It was Ann and her stubbornness that usually led to an argument.
On the few occasions where things got heated, and Ann stepped out of line to the point that a disagreement became an all out fight, Anna Renee would readily appear shortly afterward to be...well, punished. But that didn't happen all that often. In fact it hadn't for well over six months.
Not only had Anna Renee not made an appearance for quite some time, neither had Annabelle. They'd decided as a couple to shelve that part of their lives for the time being, content to play out other fantasies when the mood arose. It seemed Anna was always lingering around, willing to play, and their love life flourished.
Ann had eventually gotten used to his unusual work schedule, finding positives in each shift that would outweigh some of the negatives. His rotating schedule still wasn't ideal, but they made the best of it. Of course, it helped that she wasn't working, but they knew after several times of dealing with the stress that would come from making a shift change that they'd make it work no matter what.
There was stress, though, and it affected both of them when he would switch. He'd be irritable for the first couple of days after he changed, trying to get his sleep patterns adjusted. And she'd be cranky the days leading up to a change, knowing it was coming. But all in all, after doing it for almost a year, they'd adapted, knowing they couldn't change the circumstances of his job and its hours.
It was obviously always best when he was on day shift, and he currently was. Life actually seemed normal. And while the other two had some really great benefits from a sexual side that they used to their advantage, working a somewhat normal day was so much better. And it helped get them through the tougher shifts.
He was lying back, staring at the ceiling. She was curled up against his body with her left leg over both of his. Toying with his nipple, her finger traced circles around the edge of his small areola, her soft humming making his cock begin to stir. Actually, he was already hard, but now she could see his stiffness pressing against the sheet that was covering them.
"It's a pretty day outside baby. They said on the news it's going to get up into the mid 50s."
He could see the sun had risen through the window, the brilliant rays bouncing off the mountain range in the distance to the west. They'd neglected to close the blinds the night before, a deliberate move knowing the light would wake them naturally. They hated to set an alarm on his day off, and yet it was their Anniversary, and Ann wanted to spend as much of it awake as they could.
"It does look like it's going to be a nice day," he agreed, his arm around her shoulder, running his fingers lightly along her spine.
It was hard to imagine having such nice weather in December, but the mild winters they'd discovered in their area made for a pleasant surprise like that every now and again. Of course, this was only their second winter in West Virginia, and they were only really starting it. But she had come to love the area, what with it having all four seasons as compared to California, and the fall being so spectacularly beautiful if made her finally feel at home.
Still, she missed California. In a lot of ways, she felt
that
was her real home, like she'd been born and raised there instead of her native Indiana. And while she loved where she lived now, a big part of that was because of Neil. As beautiful and amazing as she found her new home state, it was hard to imagine living there on her own. She missed Dana dearly, calling her several times a week. The same could be said for Missy, and to a lesser extent Sonya, and her California mom, Billie. Hell, she even missed Dawn, now living in Arizona, calling her every week since their shared honeymoon. Maybe it was just a West Coast thing.
They were all her friends, and they meant the world to her. She felt lucky that Neil was so understanding about the frequent phone calls she'd make. She seemed to call someone in the Pacific Time zone every other night, most often Dana. And she called even more when he was on second shift, finding a friendly voice a big help on the evenings she was alone while he was working. But over the last few months, she finally felt like West Virginia was not just where she currently lived. It felt like she belonged there.
It helped that she'd finally met some other people. Their next door neighbors, a wonderful older couple, had sort of adopted them, treating them like their own kids. They were helpful, and friendly, and a little quirky... but they were good people. And they weren't meddlesome, which both Ann and Neil found to be nice. There's nothing worse than a nosy neighbor, trying to make your business theirs, and the Wallace's were anything but that.
Jason was a handsome, slightly graying, athletic type in his early 50s that worked for a local government agency. His wife Felicia was in her late 40s, but looked much younger. She was a trim, sexy, brunette, her southern charm mixed with a worldly air about her. She was a stay-at-home mom of sorts, although their three kids were all grown and gone. It was probably more accurate to describe her as a stay-at-home grandmother, as she would sometimes babysit one of her two during the day.
Felicia and Ann had become close, the two of them getting together almost every day for morning coffee. Jason had befriended Neil, taking him golfing several times, and he was quick to offer one of his many power tools from his immaculate garage; one that looked like it was a satellite store for Craftsman.
That friendship had helped Ann immensely, kind of giving her a home base. But she'd also made a few other friends in town besides Heather, Carol and Martina. She made them the way she usually did, just by being herself. She'd gotten used to the area, and the hills, and quickly found her way around. Being on her own all those years had helped her become independent, forging a kind of bravery. She wasn't afraid to go out and meet the world, always on her terms. She lived in West Virginia, but she still had that California flair about her.
All in all, she felt comfortable in her marriage, and in her home. She'd spent the summer doing landscaping. Actually, she had Neil do a lot of that on his days off, telling him what she envisioned, with him doing the heavy lifting, so to speak. But he didn't mind. And he took care of the yard itself, doing the mowing and trimming, something that she wanted no part of.
But when he was away, she planted... more things than he could imagine. And she watered. And she fertilized the plants and trees. She pruned and trimmed and shaped. And by the fall, he was stunned at how amazing the outside of the house looked. It was like something out of a magazine. It looked... like the inside. It was perfect. She'd turned their little house into a stylish, contemporary home.
The one thing that surprised him was that she hadn't really done anything to the master bedroom. Well, not compared to the other rooms of the house. She'd put up wallpaper in the kitchen. She'd painted the living room a shade of beige and put up a border. She sponge painted the bathrooms. She even painted the guest room and added a border to it.
It didn't surprise him that she didn't do anything with the small bedroom, other than to put in a daybed and some other furniture. She'd mentioned casually once that she envisioned that as a nursery someday, and he naturally assumed she was saving any serious redecorating of that room for when that time might come. But they hadn't talked about having kids just yet. It was far too soon in their marriage for that.
It
did
surprise him that she hadn't painted the master bedroom though. All she'd done was hang a few pictures, and add some ornate window treatments. But there was no wallpaper, no border... the walls remained a pristine white. And maybe that was the idea. Not only was that the color of the walls, it was the color of the room. The big comforter was white. So were the pillow shames. They had a set of red satin sheets they'd use during other times of the year, as well as black ones and gold ones, but during the winter she'd placed a white set on the king-sized bed, along a white duvet that went between the top sheet and the comforter.
It made the room bright, and pristine looking. When she'd first told him what she was thinking of doing, he imagined it would come out looking sterile, like a clean room of sorts. Instead, it turned out to be incredibly romantic.
With the temperatures not being that cold outside, and the heat turned on during the night so they could keep the shades up, they ended up kicking the comforter and duvet toward the foot of the bed during the night. Waking up with just the pure white silken sheet over their bottom halves, they lay there, holding each other, Ann still curled against him, toying with his areolas and nipples.
"So, what do you want to do today, lover?" she asked, kissing his cheek.
"I don't know, why?" he asked, thinking she probably already had something on her mind. After all, Ann seemed to love coming up with erotic things for them to do.
But she didn't. She deliberately didn't want to plan anything, on the off chance the he might have. She didn't want to take a chance of ruining anything on what was supposed to be a special day for them. And it was
already
special, just waking up beside him.
