First let me state all persons in this story are above the age of 18, in fact the male is 20 and female 18. Names were changed to protect anyone who might find similarity between their lives and this story. Aside from that I present this short story without further comment.
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Stacy checked herself in the full length mirror for the fiftieth time or so that day. The dress was perfect, a deep rich blue that almost swept the floor. Her body was perfectly framed by the silken material. As her hands wandered her curves she thought of the man who had bought her the dress. Her boyfriend of now 4 years, John, had insisted that this dress would best show off her beauty. Stacy chuckled at that comment when he said it, and even now tried to push it aside. She had never thought herself beautiful, tall and ungraceful yes but never beautiful. John had been the first to tell her she was beautiful, and when he whispered those words in her ear she knew he meant it.
Tonight was her senior prom and Stacy was nervous about going. Even the fact that John was her date sent tremors of panic through her mind. John had graduated two years prior and had gone to college. She missed him greatly during those two years, having only seen him during his breaks and once when she went to the campus to look into enrollment. He had never changed in those two years. He still loved her more than anyone could describe, more even then her parents she had concluded. Lucky for both she and John her parents approved of him. John was from the neighborhood and had never been known for anything than being a quiet and hard working boy. If only the town knew that he was also a wonderfully tender heart and an amazing kisser. He was proper and did not press upon Stacy the needs she knew he had. Instead he was willing to wait for when she was ready to go beyond kissing and cuddling.
Oh if only he knew the plans Stacy had for him that night. She checked her hair one last time. The copper colored curls cascaded down over one shoulder and framed her face like a flaming halo. Oh yes, if only he knew she planned to seal his life to hers forever tonight. With a nod of her head and a "good enough I hope" at the mirror she began her decent to the first floor where John stood speaking with her parents. He stopped mid word when seeing the woman he had loved for years descending the stairs. Her steps made her curves sway in a most delicious way and John found his mouth had gone dry. Stacy had spent the last five months practicing how to walk in the heels she had bought for this occasion and she had found that walking with a certain step made her hips sway; she now used that knowledge to tease her boyfriend.
John watched her with a look that bordered on pure love and puzzlement. She was beautiful, radiant, and she was everything that John loved most in this world. Always a quiet man he found that here at this time he couldn't even find the words for what he was feeling. A mixture of love, honor, and lust raged deep within his soul. John extended his hand to Stacy as she reached the bottom of the stairs. She took the hand warmly and stepped closer, her heels making her almost eye level with him. Stacy's smile at that moment would forever be imprinted on John's memories. Together they turned to face her parents who both stood smiling. Had they known all along? Did they suspect that the two young people standing in front of them were fated to be together forever? It is pure chance that John saw Stacy's father nod approvingly as if he were handing his daughter over to be married. The two were photographed by Stacy's mother and then hustled out to the waiting limousine.
Once inside John spoke, a voice rich with timber and filled with love for his beautiful date. "Stacy I have something for you. I didn't want to give it to you in front of your parents. I was..." His words faltered as he sought the words he wanted. "I was worried that they might disapprove." With those words he reached inside his tuxedo pocket and produced a small box. His hands shook just a bit as he handed over the box to his one true love.
Puzzled Stacy took the box and opened it. Inside pure as the stars themselves sat two diamond earrings and a beautiful diamond heart necklace. She almost squealed with joy as she looked at them. The set had been one she had once pointed out to John when they were spending time together at a local mall. But that had been more than two years ago. He had remembered and spent his hard earned money to buy the set just for her. Her eyes misted and she almost cried. John reached out and assisted her with fastening the necklace and then placed a gentle loving kiss on her rosy lips. Her eyes popped wide, he had kissed her before but for some reason this kiss sent a truly lusty shiver down her spine.
Stacy put the earrings on and smiled broadly. Her kiss lingered a bit longer than John's had when she then threw her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. "They are beautiful, thank you so much honey." Her voice was a whisper against his lips. "Honey" was a term she had taken to calling him when they were alone and she was feeling the closeness they shared. It never bothered John, in fact it was just one more reason he had loved her.
The limousine dropped the pair off at the entrance to the local high school. Being from such a small town it was not abnormal for all the dance, local meetings, and even political debates to be held in the high school. The two stepped out and were instantly greeted by several close friends. Stacy had been swept up in a gaggle of girls admiring her dress and intensely asking about her new jewelry. John stood with a few younger boys talking about college life and how it's nothing like what they expected. The next few minutes seemed like an eternity to Stacy. She longed to be close to her John once again and to dance with him. The time was not so long however and once again they were holding hands, this time the photographer was a professional and they stood much like a husband and wife looking into each other's eyes, holding hands and smiling.
The perfunctory speech by the principal and local chief of police was as John expected, long droning and full of rules. John was not by nature a disobedient person but droning speeches made his head ache. Stacy sat beside him at a table reserved for them and close friends, her hand on his as they listened. She once again was struck how handsome and adult he was. He was adult when they were just young teens too. His severe nature was one reason she loved him so. She hoped that tonight she would see that rare whimsical side of him, and more to find out if he had a deeper lustful side. Stacy shifted a little at that thought. Even the mere thought of what she had planned made her desire him more.
"Are you ok?" John said leaning down to whisper in her ear as he noticed her fidget. "Yes just fine honey, I am itching to get to dancing and you know I dislike speeches as much as you do." Her smile puzzled him. John thought he knew every smile she had but this one was different. This smile hid a deep secret.
The speeches ended and the dancing began. Together John and Stacy took the floor by storm. The two were by far the tallest people in the group, but it was the grace and beauty they showed. No one had ever known that John was a student of his mother's dance studio. He kept that knowledge secret even from his closest of friends. Stacy had begun taking classes just shortly after John had gone off to college. Her thought was that if she spent enough time around his mother she could find out more about the man she loved so fully.
