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I spent the next hour or so looking around card shops, looking for a suitable card then went off to make arrangements for the evening. Eventually I sat down on a bench, exhausted and in pain. I guess I had done too much too soon. My ankle was throbbing so much it was making me feel sick. I called Philip and asked him to meet me at five and to park the car as we were not going straight home. I looked at my watch. I still had a couple of hours to kill so, after resting for a while, I hobbled off to look around the shops. Marks and Spencer killed an hour and whilst in there I passed the lingerie department. I stopped in my tracks. LaSenza! My sexy blue and black lingerie! What had happened to it? I remembered everything going all over the floor when I fell and then I was so wrapped up in everything I had forgotten all about it. I would have liked Sam to have seen me in it, after all, that was who was in my mind when I bought it but it could be anywhere now, at the station, the hospital, someone could even have taken it. “Oh well,” I thought, “C’est la vie.” There was some very pretty underwear there but somehow, it wasn’t the same. Maybe I just wasn’t in the right frame of mind. Any other time I would have loved my ‘retail therapy’ but it was such a chore today. I couldn’t keep my mind on it and these damned crutches kept getting in the way and catching in the clothes racks as I struggled between them. In the end I just went outside and sat on a bench and waited for Philip to call. I was so glad when he did. Just for him to be here was enough, to take some of the effort and pain away. His face was full of concern when he saw me. “Anna, darling,” he said as he approached, “You look exhausted. Let me get the car and we will go straight home.” I stopped him going any further. “No, I’m OK,” I told him, “I promised you I would make it up to you and I will. Come on.” I rose unsteadily to my feet and beckoned him to follow. “But Anna,” he started, “Look at you, you are shattered.” “No, no, I’m fine,” I assured him, “Come on.” I took him to his favourite restaurant where I had booked a table for two in a quiet corner. A waiter took us to our table and took my coat and hat. He then held the chair for me whilst Philip helped to steady bahis şirketleri me as I sat down. “Let me take these for you.” The waiter spoke in a cheesy French accent as he took my crutches. “I will place zem ‘ere by ze wall in case you need zem.” Philip thanked him and sat opposite me. After perusing the menu for a while we ordered. When the water asked about drinks it occurred to me that neither of us could drink. I was on antibiotics and painkillers and Philip was driving. Our first valentines day together that we could not drink a toast. “Madam, if I may make a suggestion?” the waiter looked rather pleased with himself, “We ‘ave a fairly acceptable alcohol free wine which, though not quite like ze real thing, would make a reasonable substitute for you to drink togezer.” I looked at Philip who smiled and nodded. That is what we had. The restaurant was cosy and romantic with a candle on the table and a single red rose in a silver vase, in honour of the day. I really enjoyed the evening and all too soon it was time to leave. I paid the bill, including a generous tip for the waiter, whose service had been second to none, and we headed for home. As Philip helped me into the car I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. He responded fully. I pulled away first and said to him, “I really enjoyed tonight.” He looked at me for a moment, just gazing into my eyes then, finally, said, “Yes, so did I. Thank you.” I pulled him to me once again and held him so tight and said into his collar: “I love you so much,” to which he replied, “I know, Sweetheart and I love to too. With all my heart,” The short drive home was in virtual silence but for now. I tried not to think about anything except for the last few hours. I hadn’t enjoyed an evening so much for quite some time. The house was warm and cosy when we went in. Philip had left the heating on low. He took my coat and hat from me and took them into my room. “Do you mind if I go straight to bed?” I asked him, “I am so tired now.” He looked a little sad. “No,” he answered, “I don’t mind but I really miss you upstairs. It is the first ever time that we have not slept together, apart from when you are away on business of course.” I looked at him and said, “Well then, let’s see bahis firmaları if I can get up there.” He looked horrified. “Anna, No! What if you fall?” I placed my finger on his lips. “If I can’t walk then I will go up on my bum!” And that is what I did, one step at a time, while Philip followed with my crutches. When I went into our bedroom I was quite impressed. He had made the bed neatly and everything was tidy. I waited while he turned down the bed then I went over and sat on the edge. Philip sat next to me then, putting his hand on my face, gently turned me to face him. He looked into my eyes for a moment then leaned forward to kiss me. I kissed him back willingly, running my hand through his hair. His hand did the same with me on my neck, pulling me to him. He kissed me with urgency, our tongues entwining and making love as they flicked in and out of each others mouths. I felt his other hand begin to release the buttons on my blue satin blouse and when he reached the last one he pushed the material off my shoulders. Without breaking away from our embrace I unfastened the cuffs and took my arms out of the sleeves, allowing the garment to drop to the bed. I could feel his hand on my breast, gently kneading the flesh like a kitten on it’s mother, pressing and squeezing me, holding me firmly and pinching my nipple through the thick material of my bra cup. Reaching behind me he single handedly released my bra and took it from around me. I had always been impressed at how easily he was able to do that. His hand returned to manipulate my breasts and soon he broke away from our kiss and his mouth went down to suckle on my nipples. The sensations I was receiving were so intense it was as though he had never touched me before, as though it was our first time. My nipples were hard and throbbing and each suck and bite that he gave them made my stomach churn with desire and whole body was charged with electricity. I lay back on the bed and Philip worked his way down my body, stroking me and kissing me as he went. I wasn’t just his wife now, I was his Princess, his Queen, his Goddess. When he reached the waistband of my heavy velvet skirt he released the button at the back and pulled down the zip as I arched my back and all the kaçak bahis siteleri while his lips never once broke contact with the bare flesh of my abdomen. Slowly, he pulled down the skirt, letting it fall to the floor around my feet then returned to remove the loose summer trousers. This time he had to stop kissing me. He knelt back then very carefully pulled the thin material over my plaster cast. Having been distracted already he took this opportunity to remove his shirt and trousers then returned his attention to me. I stopped him from touching me and said: “Uh uh.” “What?” he looked puzzled. I pointed down at his feet, smiling. “Socks!” “Oh yes,” he grinned sheepishly and bent down and took them off. I let him continue then and he returned to my stomach, kissing and licking and flicking his tongue in and around my navel before moving slowly down towards my panties. He ran his tongue along the waist band and then began to kiss me over the thin cotton material. A wet patch was forming between my legs and it wasn’t just his saliva. He began to nip the cotton in his teeth and pull it away from me before releasing it and letting it flick back onto me. Finally he hooked his fingers into the elastic and gently pulled them down and I was naked, except for my right foot, of course. Philips tongue was working overtime. Probing between my labia as he gently sucked on my engorged clitoris, pulling it from it’s sheath then releasing it again, sending shocks up through my body and causing my vagina to tingle and contract and bubble. My bodily fluids were now so much that they were begin to leak out from my opening causing a little wet patch to form on the sheet beneath me. I gasped and tensed as I felt his finger begin to penetrate that hot warm place his tongue had been so insistent on. Slowly and deliberately he pushed deeper causing my belly to quiver. He withdrew it a little and then it was joined by a second finger, stretching me and opening me as they pushed deeper still. My breath was coming in short gasps now and the feeling he was giving me were unbelievable. I felt his fingers begin to withdraw. I was open and ready for anything he had in mind. Standing, Philip took each leg and lifted them off the floor and placed them on his shoulders. It didn’t seem to bother him that one had a lump of plaster on the end of it. He moved forward and the tip of his penis entered me. He thrust forward slowly and easily, filling me until he was fully sheathed inside me.

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