Erin awoke early that morning and just looked up at the ceiling. The big weekend was upon them. Life had been crazy since she and Emily had announced their engagement. The Mahoneys were of course thrilled, and Emily's fathers seemed just as pleased with the match. However, there was a whirlwind of activities to attend to from the moment they had made things official. The first item had been their living situation.
Erin had resolved already to move to New York to be with Emily if that was what was required. She knew the inevitability of it. Her brother Jared and her sister-in-law were sad to see her go, especially since Blaine had become accustom to being with her aunt daily. That was the toughest part for Erin. Blaine was the highlight of her life until Emily reentered it, but she had to leave her beloved niece with her parents. Nevertheless, she had tried to make several trips down to Texas in the past six months to see her.
There had also been the problem of where in New York to live. Emily's place, although wonderful for one or even possibly two, held too many memories for the blonde. She did not want to share the same space with Erin that she had shared with Gillian years ago. Instead they had decided to buy a place together, which led to an exhaustive hunt of the Upper East Side of Manhattan. Even though cost was not an issue, there were differences that had to be overcome in the matters of taste and size. In the end they agreed upon a larger place than was needed for the two of them in hopes of filling it in the future with their offspring.
That's where the morning found them, nestled together in bed of their new home. Emily was still asleep, being worn out from work the day before. Her duties at Johnston Brown were larger than ever as phase two of the transition was underway, and she was slowly taking over the reigns of the company's top office. Days at work often extended into nights, but Erin understood. She had once been in a similar position, and her work for her family's company kept her busy, even if it was from afar.
Slipping from bed, Erin went to the closet and pulled out her robe. Securing it around her naked frame, she looked over her shoulder at the bed. The blonde still hadn't moved, so she figured she would try to do something nice for her beloved. It was after all the start of their wedding weekend, and these moments were the last they were going to have to themselves until it was all over. The rehearsal was that afternoon and with it brought the entire Mahoney clan.
The two women had decided upon a service for only their families, with one notable exception, Chuck. Erin's family outnumbered Emily's greatly, but it didn't matter to the blonde. She had felt so welcomed in the years past, that she felt they were already her own. Other than that, they felt it best to limit the guest list. Both of them were so well known in their respective circles of business and friends in the cities where they had lived most of their lives, so they just felt it best to make it as intimate as possible, extending invitations to their friends to join them in a celebration once they had returned from their honeymoon. It was a solution that satisfied all.
Heading downstairs, Erin wandered into the kitchen. She flipped on the lights and then opened the refrigerator door to see what her lover might like for breakfast. Emily was never one to eat a lot in the morning, usually settling for light fare, so Erin planned accordingly. She pulled out the bagels and toasted two of them. Then she started the coffee maker and poured two glasses of orange juice. When the coffee was ready, she loaded up a tray for the two of them and took it back up to the bedroom.
Her fiancée was still sleeping, her blonde hair in a tangle from the night before. When Emily had arrived home late, she hadn't allowed her weariness to deter her and pounced on her lover within moments of entering the bedroom. It had been a surprise for Erin but a pleasure as well to attend to her lover's needs, even if they were short-lived due to Emily's exhaustion.
Putting the tray on her bedside table, Erin crawled into the bed once again. Arms curved around her lover's body, which instinctively moved closer to the heat source. Kissing Emily's ear, she whispered, "Rise and shine, beautiful."
Emily shook her head and burrowed into Erin's body further. "Just a little longer."
"Breakfast is ready. Are you hungry?"
One blue eye opened to look at her. "What's for breakfast?"
"Bagels, coffee, and orange juice."
"What if I wanted Erin for breakfast instead?" she questioned with a smile.
"Then I think Erin would oblige," she replied, referring to herself in the third person.
"Then I think Erin needs to take off her robe again." The blonde's hands went to the tie and loosened it. The taller woman eased the material from her shoulders. Embracing her lover, she kissed her lips lightly as she turned Emily onto her back and pulled herself on top of her. The attorney moaned with satisfaction. "There's nothing I like more than to feel you on top of me, the weight of your body pressing down against mine."
"I didn't know that. Why?"
"Because you're so much stronger than me. It makes me feel feminine and delicate. All day at work I have to walk around and be this strong powerhouse in order to maintain people's respect. I feel like everyone there can be so gender-blind, which is a good thing in the workplace, but being with you makes me feel like a woman. Being with you like this makes me feel beautiful. Seeing how much you desire me makes me feel special."
"You are beautiful and special. Nothing can ever change that. I'm lucky to have you, and when the time comes, our children will be lucky to have you as well."
"I hope so. I want so badly to be a good mother. I already know you will be."
"You will be, too. I know that for a fact." The couple smiled at each other for a moment before Erin asked, "Now do you really want this for breakfast, or would you prefer to eat what I actually made? Either is fine with me, but we need to get going on our day. We have a lot to do, and my family will be here soon."
"I know. I know we should be responsible and get out of bed, but that's really the last thing I want to do right now."
"Even at the expense of your own wedding?"
Emily chuckled. "Well, when you put it like that I guess there's no way we can just stay here all morning. As much as I want you to make love to me right now, I'd rather be prepared to marry you tomorrow instead."
"Oh, I see how it is. I'm going to be shafted for wedding plans."
The attorney nodded. "Afraid so. So you better get off of me before I change my mind."
With that Erin rolled off of her fiancée. Turning to the table, she picked up the tray of food. "Here's our consolation prize. Eat this. I'm going to take a shower," she said, taking a sip of coffee and leaving their bed.
An hour later the couple was dressed for the day. It was just in time, because their bell rang signaling company. It was some of Erin's family, and they were there to help with the last minute preparations. With their arrival, Erin and Emily knew a long day of craziness, most of which would be spent apart, awaited them.
It wasn't until that afternoon when they were having their rehearsal that they saw each other again. Since neither woman was extremely religious, they had problems at first figuring out who was the most appropriate person to officiate their ceremony. Erin hadn't been able to think of anyone other than Seamus and Natalie's priest, and Emily had been at a lost for awhile as well until her fathers stepped in and offered assistance. They had a friend who was a priest and who had known Emily most of her life, even though the blonde had never really known what the man had done for a living. After conversations between the five of them, the two women decided it was an amiable solution. With that they decided to have the ceremony at his modest church in the Soho.
Standing in the sanctuary, Erin looked around at their small congregation. All her family was there, and Emily's fathers were there. It was time to begin. Looking at her bride-to-be, she smiled. She knew Emily was still painfully tired from her long week, but the blonde didn't let it show. Instead she seemed full of energy as she conversed with the guests.
"Honey, we're ready to start," Erin mentioned, taking the blonde by the elbow and stopping her in mid-sentence.
"Oh, right. If we must," she teased, taking Erin by the arm.
They stepped to the front of the sanctuary to where the priest was waiting. He gave them a warm smile. Shaking his head, he said, "I really can't believe you're all grown up, Emily."
She nodded. "I know. I remember all those times when you would spend the afternoons at our house playing with me as a kid. I'm glad you agreed to do this for us, Charles."
"I'm glad to. I never had kids of my own, so you are one of the closest things to that. It's a pleasure." Looking around them at the gathering of people, he said, "If we could all find a seat that would be great." The group did as they were told. Looking back at the couple, he said, "All right. Let's figure out how you want to do this. Where are your attendants?"
"We don't have any. We couldn't decide who to pick, so we decided to go without," Erin explained.
"Oh. All right. Then how do you foresee this going?"
"Well, we were thinking that Erin and I would come in together," Emily said.
"You want to process at the same time? That's highly unusual."
"We know, but that's what we want," Erin said.
"All right. Let's give that a try then, shall we? Both of you to the back of the sanctuary." He followed them back. "We'll keep the doors closed to keep the element of surprise for your guests. Both of you stand together, Erin to the right of Emily. Good," he said, placing them just so. "Now you're going to wait until the music starts, and then you will slowly make your way down the aisle toward me. Let's try that."
The two women stood there as they waited for the priest to return to his place at the front of the sanctuary. When the music began, they took their slow walk down the aisle. "This is surreal," Erin mentioned as they made their way toward the front.
The blonde nodded. "It certainly is." Reaching the front, they stopped as they were supposed to and awaited further instruction.
"Perfect. That was just right. Now once we're down here we're going to begin with a prayer and then go right into it. Who is going to have the rings?"
"I'll have them in my pocket."
"All right. At the appropriate time I'll ask for them. You all have given me the vows that you wrote, so we'll go through those and then do the ring exchange. A little more pomp and circumstance, a kiss, and that will be that. I'll pronounce you married, and you'll turn and walk at a leisurely pace from the sanctuary."
"Sounds easy enough," Erin said.
Charles smiled. "Easier said than done I'm afraid. You'd be surprised how many people forget what they're supposed to be doing, because they are so nervous. Let's try it once more just to make sure you both have it."
The two women did as they were told. Once the second practice was complete, they all went to the rehearsal dinner with their families. Over the course of cocktails before dinner, Erin approached Emily's fathers. "Steve, Bob, thank for putting together this dinner for us," she said. "We really appreciate it."
"It's our pleasure, Erin. We're just so happy that you and Emily have finally decided to do this," Steve Parker replied, curving an arm around her.
"You make it sound as if we've been together forever, and we were holding out."
"Well, I think we all know Emily's been in love with you long before you ever officially began dating. You've been the one in her heart for years," Bob confessed. "I'm just so happy it's finally worked out for the two of you."
"Me too. It took me long enough to get here, but I'm glad we were finally able to get to this place."
"You make our daughter happier than we've ever seen in her entire life. We could only condone her marriage to someone that made her complete," Steve mentioned.
Bob chimed in, "I do hope that grandchildren will be on the horizon soon. You two will have beautiful children."
Erin laughed. "It's on the agenda. Don't worry, but that's going to be up to Emily's schedule."
"She works far too hard. I wish she would relax a bit and enjoy herself more."
"I'm hoping to get her to do just that, but I do understand the pressures of her job. It's what she's always wanted, and I support her fully."
"Just don't wait too long. She's already 34."
Erin smiled. "Don't worry. We'll do the best we can. I promise."
Just then Emily joined the conversation. "What are you three talking about over here?"
"Grandchildren," her father answered. "Bob's harassing Erin about when you're going to start your family."
The blonde laughed as she wrapped Erin in her arms. "Of course he is. Don't worry. I'm sure Erin will do her best to have me pregnant as soon as possible, or at least have fun trying."
The three Parkers laughed while Erin just smiled demurely at the joke being at her expense. "Yes, I will do my best," she promised. "For now though, let's concentrate on getting down the aisle."
Dinner that night lasted late into the evening. As usual the Mahoneys celebrated loudly, and the Parkers joined right in the festivities. By the time it was time to call it a night, it was into the early morning hours. Erin and Emily took a cab back to their place. However, instead of both going inside, they stood on the sidewalk while the cab waited for Erin.
"Well, this is it," the brunette whispered, bringing Emily into a close embrace.
The attorney nodded. "I can't believe you agreed to this silly idea of being apart tonight. Such an old-fashioned notion."
"I'm not going to take any chances with fate. I will miss you tonight, though."
"I'll miss you, too, a great deal," she whispered, pulling her fiancée's head down for a thorough kiss.
"You're going to make it impossible for me to leave, aren't you?"
"Well, I am trying to make it a challenge at the very least. Doesn't it seem more appealing to come upstairs with me than to go to Seamus and Natalie's?"
"Of course it does. You know I want to be with you, but we both need our rest. You've been without good sleep for days now, and tomorrow is the big day."
Emily gave a playful sigh. "All right. But just know you will be missing out. This is the last time you could have sex with me as a single woman, for tomorrow I'll be your ball and chain."
"I hardly consider you that. Now go on. I want to make sure you get in safely before I leave," she said, kissing her bride one last time before nudging her toward the door to their building.
"Good night, Super Dyke."
"Good night, Em."
When Emily was inside, Erin got back into the cab and continued to her cousin's place. Both Seamus and Natalie were still awake when she arrived. The three talked for several minutes before deciding it would be a good idea to get some sleep for the big events to come. As Erin lied in bed looking up at the ceiling, she thought about her lover, curled up in their bed sound asleep. She smiled at the thought of her and Emily finally being together after the years of longing.
When Emily awoke, it was already noon. She hadn't meant to sleep that long, but she knew she had needed it. That week had been crazy at work, especially with her taking off that Friday for the wedding and then the subsequent two weeks for the honeymoon. She was in a rush to complete projects, but her boss, Chuck, had finally forced her out the door.
He was the one person for which Emily and Erin had made an exception to their wedding. Even though he wasn't officially family because of his ties to Emily and Erin's family, they had agreed to invite Chuck and his long-time partner to the event, and he was absolutely thrilled when Emily had told him of the engagement. He had often said he thought of the blonde as another granddaughter and had hosted an engagement party in their honor upon hearing the news.
Slowly rising from bed, she thought about Erin and what she might be doing. You're probably sitting around Seamus and Natalie's apartment in your boxers and a t-shirt and having a good time with that infamous cousin of yours. She smiled as her thoughts focused on what Erin might be wearing. Whatever it is, I know you look sexy in it. Geez, I'm not going to make it down the aisle before ripping your clothes off, am I? She laughed to herself as she headed into their bathroom. She took a leisurely shower and then wrapped herself in her fiancée's robe. She had absolutely nothing to do for the next several hours, which was a rarity for her. She was not needed anywhere until that afternoon when her fathers would arrive to escort her to the church to get ready.
Heading downstairs she ate breakfast and then plopped down on the sofa to read. She was so lost in her book that she was startled when the phone rang. She smiled when she saw the number. "Hello, sexy," she purred into the receiver.
"Good afternoon, gorgeous. I hope I'm not disturbing you. I just missed you."
"I miss you. It was so lonely last night without you. The bed was too big and too cold. Not to mention you left me completely turned on without giving me any relief before you left," she whispered.
Erin laughed. "I know, and I'm sorry for that. Trust me. I really didn't want to leave. I would have much rather gone to bed with you than alone. I had a hard time sleeping."
"Me too. So turned on and no lover to satisfy me. I had to take matters into my own hands," she mumbled.
"Really? And just how did you do that?" Erin asked in interest.
Emily chuckled. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Yes, so please, do tell. What did you do?" she asked with a soft, seductive voice.
Emily sighed as she thought about whether or not to tease her lover. Deciding to forge ahead she replied, "Well, first I slowly took off all my clothes and then put on your robe, but I didn't tie it. Then I pulled down the covers and got into your side of the bed. I clutched your pillow to me and pretended it was you. With my eyes closed, it was almost like you were there. I could smell you."
"And then?" prompted Erin, giving a shaky exhale.
"And then I did what any woman desperate for their lover would do."
"Give me more than that," she whined playfully.
The blonde laughed. "Oh, very well. I fantasized about you making love to me while I did the rest."
"I'm not going to get the play by play?"
"Nope. You had every chance to be apart of the play by play, but you refused. Something about being chivalrous got in your way."
Erin groaned. "Well, I guess there is one small consolation about this."
"You got to enjoy one last night with yourself, because after today you're never going to need to do that again. I will always be there any time you need some attention."
"You think you're really up to that challenge, huh?"
"I know I am. Trust me. I'm your woman."
"You sure are," the blonde whispered. The lovers talked for several more minutes before Erin decided to let her fiancée have the free time to herself once again. As they were hanging up, Emily said, "The next time I see you we'll be walking down the aisle together."
"We sure will. I can't believe it's really happening."
"You're not going to back out on me now, are you?" the attorney joked.
"Never. I could never get any better than you. I know that. So I better get you to that church before you change your mind," she teased.
"That could never happen."
"Well, I guess I'll see you soon. I'll be there with my tux on," promised Erin.
"I can't wait to see that."
"And I can't wait to see the dress Natalie made for you. I know whatever the two of you designed will be beautiful."
"I know you'll like it."
"I better let you go. I know your fathers will be coming over soon to take you to the church. Enjoy your last free few hours of being a single gal."
"You too, Super Dyke. See you in a few hours."
When Emily's fathers came to get her, the blonde was more than ready to head to the church. All her belongings were packed for the trip by limo where she would dress and prepare for the event. Both her fathers were already dressed in their tuxedos and smiling brightly at their only child. Together the three rode to the church where they helped her with her things. The first item on the agenda upon arrival was Emily's hair and makeup. The professional they had hired was already waiting on her, so they went straight to task.
Meanwhile Erin arrived at the church with Seamus and Natalie and was placed in a separate room. Natalie had agreed to help Emily get dressed, so she went off to assist with that process, leaving the two cousins alone. Seamus looked at his favorite cousin and smiled. "You are really doing this," he said.
"I know. It seems crazy. My dream is coming true. She's all I've ever really wanted, Seamus."
"I know. I've always known that. She's perfect for you. I know you'll be happy together."
Erin nodded in agreement. Gesturing to the hanging bag she had brought with her, she said, "I guess I better put on this monkey suit, huh?"
"I guess you better. I'll see you at the service," he said, coming to give her a hug.
"See you then," she answered, hugging him tightly before sending him on his way. When she was alone, she thought about how far she and Emily had come in the years they had known each other, from friends with benefits, to ex-lovers, then on to tentative friends, and then where they finally were that day, a couple of unwavering devotion. It had been a long harrowing road for the both of them, but they ended up in the one place both had secretly desired for so long. It was nothing short of a miracle that they were able to come together once again after all they had been through together. It made Erin surer that their relationship would endure the tests of their future together.
Putting on her tuxedo and black cowboy boots, Erin just waited in the room by herself until the hair and makeup person came to see her. Back in the days during beauty pageants she was used to others primping her for big occasions, but it had been a long time since she had been treated to what she considered torture. Nevertheless, she had agreed to do it for Emily, knowing the pictures of their day would only turn out better for it. A little while later, the torturer arrived to commence her activities. Through the whole thing Erin remained perfectly still as she had been trained from an early age, but she was more than ready to get on with things. Sitting idle was starting to make her nervous. Finally she was ready, and the priest came to escort her to her place.
He smiled at her. "You stay here. I'm going to go get Emily, and then we're going to begin," he instructed, standing her just in front of the closed sanctuary doors.
Erin did as she was told. A moment later she saw the priest return and slip through the doors alone. She felt a presence slid up next to her and take her by the hand. Erin turned and felt her breath leave her. There was Emily looking incredibly beautiful. Her long blonde hair had been curled into long cascading ringlets with half of it pinned up to hold a traditional long veil. Her blue eyes sparkled brilliantly, and her smile was dazzling. At first Erin couldn't even gaze beyond her lover's face, but after a moment, her eyes slowly moved on to take in the rest of her. The dress was traditional white and sat just off her shoulders. The sleeves were long befitting the time of year. The satin torso was form fitting and embroidered with a delicate lace pattern that accentuated Emily's toned physique, and the long skirt flowed easily, creating an overall picture of feminine elegance. It left Erin without words for a moment.
Finally though she managed to whisper, "You look beautiful, Emily, so stunning."
"You look pretty sexy yourself, cowboy," she said with a smile, tugging on one of Erin's lapels.
Erin couldn't help herself. She leaned down to her lover and snuck a kiss onto her cheek. "I'd love to do more than this right now," she whispered.
"Me too," Emily replied, leaning to lightly kiss her lover's mouth.
"Suppose we could sneak away?"
"Oh no. You are going down this aisle with me first," Emily replied with a grin as they continued to exchange delicate kisses. They were so into each other they didn't even realize the church attendants had opened the doors, allowing their families to see them having their intimate moment. However, they were slightly surprised to hear the music start and to look up to find everyone staring at them in amusement.
"Whoops. I guess we're busted," Erin teased.
"Looks like it. We better get in there and do this."
Erin smiled and nodded at Emily. With that they both turned toward the front of the church and dutifully made their way up the aisle. Both of them focused on the priest instead of their families for fear someone would make a joke at what had just occurred.
When they reached the front, Charles said nothing of the display, only smiled as he began the official service. "Blessed are they who come in the name of the Lord. We give thanks to the Lord, for he is good, for his steadfast love endures forever. We have come together in the presence of God to uphold Erin and Emily as they make their vows of marriage. We celebrate with them the love they have discovered in each other, and we support their decision to commit themselves to one another for the rest of their lives. Erin, do you here in the presence of God and these witnesses declare your commitment to Emily and choose her as the one with whom you wish to spend your life? Do you pledge to forsake all others and to endure all difficulties which life may offer, even as you look forward to sharing the joys to be experienced together?"
Erin looked at her beloved standing next to her and smiled. "I do."
Charles continued on. "Emily, do you here in the presence of God and these witnesses declare your commitment to Erin and choose her as the one with whom you wish to spend your life? Do you pledge to forsake all others and to endure all difficulties which life may offer, even as you look forward to sharing the joys to be experienced together?"
"I do," Emily answered with a smile for the woman standing next to her.
With that Charles opened his Bible and said, "Emily and Erin have chosen a particular passage they wish me to read. It is from 1 Corinthians 13:4-8. 'Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.'" He paused long enough to close the Bible and then look at the two of them. "If you two would face each other and hold hands, you will recite the vows you have written," he instructed. The women followed the directions. "Erin, please go first and recite your vows to Emily."
Erin looked at him and then her bride. She had practiced these many times over just so she could say them without assistance. However, she was excited and nervous, and for a moment, she merely stood there collecting her thoughts. Finally though, the words came to her. "In the name of God, I, Erin, take you, Emily, to be my wife, my lover, and my friend. I will be yours in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and sorrow, in times of failure and triumph. I promise to cherish, respect, and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, from this day forward without end. This is my solemn vow."
"Now, Emily, please recite your vows to Erin."
"In the name of God, I, Emily, take you, Erin, to be my wife, my lover, and my friend. I will be yours in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and sorrow, in times of failure and triumph. I promise to cherish, respect, and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, from this day forward without end. This is my solemn vow."
Charles looked at Erin and asked, "May I have the rings please?" Nodding her head, Erin broke hands with Emily long enough to retrieve the rings from her pocket. Taking them in his hand, Charles said, "May these rings be a symbol of the vows which you have made this day. Erin, take this ring and place it on Emily's finger while repeating after me. Emily, this ring I give you as a token of my faithfulness and love, and as pledge to honor you, and to share with you all that I have, all that I am, and all that I ever hope to be."
Erin slipped the ring onto her lover's finger as she declared in a strong voice, "Emily, this ring I give you as a token of my faithfulness and love, and as pledge to honor you, and to share with you all that I have, all that I am, and all that I ever hope to be."
"Emily, take this ring and place it on Erin's finger while repeating after me. Erin, this ring I give you as a token of my faithfulness and love, and as pledge to honor you, and to share with you all that I have, all that I am, and all that I ever hope to be."
Emily gently eased the ring onto Erin's hand and smiled as she repeated, "Erin, this ring I give you as a token of my faithfulness and love, and as pledge to honor you, and to share with you all that I have, all that I am, and all that I ever hope to be."
When they were finished, Charles took their joined hands and raised them saying, "Now that Erin and Emily have given themselves to each other by solemn vows, with the joining of hands and with the exchanging of rings, I pronounce they are married, in the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen." He smiled at them once again as he stated with a chuckle, "Now you may know seal your vows with a kiss." After an extended exchange between them, they broke enough to smile at one another. Charles turned them around toward their audience. "And now I present to you the happily married couple, Erin Mahoney and Emily Parker-Mahoney."
When the music began for them once again, the couple slowly made their way down the aisle to the back of the church. Their families followed suit, and everyone stopped to congratulate them as they made their preparations to depart for their reception. The reception ended up being in the same place Seamus and Natalie had theirs, because it had gone so well previously.
There was a pre-dinner cocktail hour followed by a lavish dinner after which point everyone decided to party in traditional Mahoney fashion. The group became rowdy and loud but had a wonderful time doing so. As for Erin and Emily, they delved into the fun of it, having as grand a time as the rest of their guests. The music and dancing went well into the night before it was time for them to say their good byes. They were given a loud send off before a limousine took them back to their place where they would spend the night before getting on a flight in the morning for the Virgin Islands.
They cuddled in silence together on the ride home. Neither felt the need to say anything, allowing the day to sink in with both of them. They had done it. They were officially married. When the driver pulled up to their building and opened the door, they went into the lobby. The lobby attendants greeted them with smiles and warm wishes of congratulations as they made their way over to the elevator.
Stepping onto it, Emily cuddled into Erin's chest as they rode to their floor. "I am so tired," she yawned.
"It's been quite a busy day. You just need to get some sleep. Tomorrow we'll be on our way to a glorious ten day vacation. Nothing but sand, sun, and relaxing."
"And lots of sex," the blonde whispered, kissing her wife on the side of the neck.
Erin gave an unsteady exhale. "As much as you want," she promised. The bell chimed signaling their floor. Making their way hand in hand down to their door, quietness consumed them once again. Erin dug out her keys and unlocked the door for them. Pushing it open, she turned to the attorney. "May I have the honor?"
Emily smiled and then leapt into her lover's arms to be carried inside. Erin managed to kick the door closed behind them and precariously held her wife while locking it before she proceeded to take her upstairs to their bedroom. Upon arrival, she placed her gently down at the foot of the bed. "Thanks for the ride," she said with a smile.
"You're welcome. I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to be able to do that. I am not getting any younger. I know you aren't getting any heavier, so it must be my back starting to go," she joked.
They stood there another moment just looking into each other's eyes. "So should we go to bed?" Emily asked, slowly beginning to undress her wife. Erin's jacket fell to the floor, and then her tie was removed.
The buttons of her shirt were starting to fall open when the brunette said, "I thought you said you were tired."
"I'm never too tired for this," she whispered. "The prospect of making love with you is worth the sleep I'm going to miss tonight partaking in my favorite activity," she murmured, kissing Erin along the jaw as her hands continued with the tall woman's clothes.
Erin moaned softly as her fingers felt for the buttons of Emily's dress. They were small with intricate closures, making it more difficult than she expected to open. However, with patience and skill she managed the task. Emily's wedding dress came slithering off, leaving Erin with a pleasant surprise. "Oh my," she moaned as her eyes surveyed what her wife was wearing under the dress.
"Do you like it?"
"Very much. You look incredible," she admitted, her eyes taking in the white lace and satin corset and undergarments. She also had on a blue garter just above where her thigh high hosiery stopped. "I just wish I had known about this surprise. I would have tried to do something for you, too."
"Not to worry. You are going to look perfect in just a few seconds," she answered, releasing Erin's trousers, so they fell around her ankles. Both of them worked on the brunette's attire, and soon she was naked. "That's so much better. This is how I like you best."
"And this is how I like you best," Erin said, gently pushing her wife down onto the bed and covering her body with her own.
The two women kissed slowly, taking in the feeling of each other with gentle caresses. Erin could tell her wife truly was tired but was determined to do what was asked of her if that was what Emily wanted. She slowly began to work open the corset until it came free, leaving pale breasts on display. Reverently she mapped the curvature, wanting to remember the moment between them. In return she felt hands along her sides, gripping her waist in eager anticipation as she ducked her head down to taste what was on visual offer.
Emily moaned at the feeling of Erin's mouth and tongue along her chest. It always made her more ardent for what was to follow. As much as wanted their night to linger, she knew exhaustion was not far off, so their foreplay had to go at a quicker pace than normal. With that in mind, she gave her wife some subtle non-verbal direction, pushing downward on her shoulders.
Erin picked up on it immediately and continued her path. She worked off the rest of the remaining clothes until the blonde was as naked as she. Then she crawled upward once again, so they were face to face. Erin brought her hand slowly up between her lover's thighs where she loitered for a moment, just tracing the silky skin with the tips of her fingers. "Are you ready for me?" she whispered, gazing deeply into blue eyes.
Emily just looked into the dark eyes. She could sense why Erin had paused. This moment was different. It would be their first time together married. It made her heart palpitate harder knowing Erin saw it as a moment to be cherished between them. She gave a gentle smile as she reached out to caress her wife's cheek. "I've waited my whole life for you. Make me yours all over again."
Erin did as what was requested. Leaning down to kiss her wife's lips sweetly, she slipped into that hallowed place that was reserved just for her. Even though it felt exactly the same as it had a few days previously, emotionally it was completely different. It was overwhelming to recognize this was the woman she had chosen to be with for the rest of her life, and this woman had chosen her in return. There would be no others between them. Her days of philandering, although technically over years ago, had officially ceased. She took great comfort in the feeling and felt fortunate that Emily had selected her when she could have had anyone. Feeling the need to express that sentiment, she whispered, "I love you, Emily. Thank you for marrying me."
Emily smiled brightly. "I love you, too, Erin. Thank you for marrying me and making me so happy." She slipped her right hand between their forms. "And now I'm going to make you happy," she promised, sliding inside of her wife.
Together they found the pace that suited them. It was methodical and light at first but grew in intensity and fervor as the moments passed. Both women were not far from the edge after being with each other the entire afternoon without much chance to exchange more than a few kisses. It didn't take long until each found the release they craved at each other's hands.
When both of them had settled from it, they cuddled naked on top of their bed for a few minutes. Neither said anything, but Erin made a move to pull down the comforter and sheets, so they could crawl into their bed. Once under the weight of the blanket and in the warm of each other's arms, sleep was not far off. Emily was just lying with her eyes closed enjoying the moment when she felt Erin's body go slack, signaling she had fallen asleep.
The blonde turned in the arms that held her to look upon the face of the woman she loved, the woman to whom she had given her heart and her life. I have always loved you, Erin. From the moment I first saw you, you touched a place in me I never knew existed. The first time you touched me, I knew there truly wasn't any other woman that could ever make me feel they way you do. You are the love of my life, the woman of my dreams, and now you are my wife, my Super Dyke.