How I Got My Husband

When I was about to turn thirty and still had not even been proposed to I told myself the next guy that asks me out is getting a blow job on the first date. I was standing in line at the grocery store probably a month later when I heard my name behind me, I turned around and recognized him right away, we had worked at the same company like five years earlier. We talked for a minute or two then he asked if I would like to have coffee or dinner sometime and catch up. I joked with him some asking so is this a date or just getting caught up? He smiled and said How about we call it a date? I told him sure and remembered what I had told myself and was not sure I could do it. Fate screwed me over the next day, I fell and twisted one of my ankles really bad, went to the ER thinking I broke it but I just needed to elevate and stay off of it. I called up Rob and told him what happened, I even told him I would send him pictures to prove it and he said that if I wanted he could bring dinner to me at my place but he did not want to be too forward if I did not want him there. I said Yes! and told him that would be great, he even asked what I wanted and was willing to pick up some dessert too. I changed my mind after talking with him, he was getting a blow job for sure. He showed up with dinner, dessert and flowers, we ate and talked for probably two hours and I had stayed off my feet for most of it with him taking directions in my kitchen to get everything we needed to eat and took care of the dishes. I had been laying on the couch with my foot up in the air for most of the time he was over, except when we ate, I had no real way to do this other than ask him to come to me. I figured if I knelt on the floor he would beg me not to be up like that so I swung my legs over and sat up, scooted to the edge of the cushion and practically commanded him to come over to me. He was like Oh, yeah, no problem I can help you up and when he was close enough I grabbed a hold of his belt and pulled him right to the couch, he was looking down at me as I undid his belt and pants, barely word spoken as I peeled down his boxers exposing his cock and started sucking on it. He finally started telling me this felt just amazing, never thought this was going to happen tonight and two minutes later said he was cumming. I swallowed, sucked hard and long on him, wanted him to lose his balance from it and he did really. When I finished he was standing there with his pants around his knees just staring down at me, then he bent over and started kissing me and got me to my feet and stepped right out of his pants. He walked me to my bedroom and we made love for probably an hour. So that my friends is how I got a husband, I was forward enough to act like a slut, the main thing all men want in a wife.