Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 45

And, he kissed her forehead over and over again.

“I live to make you happy darlin’, right now, I swear it! My special girl, I’m glad you are so excited,” said Leif, between kisses to her forehead.

“I’m so lucky you are mine. But I didn’t mean to clobber you. I just got so happy it all got away from me. I’ll try to calm down,” she added with a shy smile.

“Hey baby, it’s okay to be happy. It’s a special surprise. That’s why we are all here. It’s Lynney’s day, and Lynney’s time. I’m lucky that you are so enthusiastic with your love for me. Everyone here loves you, Granny and Janelle, and of course me, and we want you to be yourself. Lynne Peterson is a bundle of energy, she’s happy her granny is coming to the wedding, and squeezing the man who made it happen is a normal reaction…and I love your affection for me. I wanted you to be excited about it, or I wouldn’t have done the shit,” he added dotingly.

Lynne Peterson. He was already calling her proudly by her married name! He might not have thought she noticed, but she noticed, and him calling her by his last name couldn’t have come at a better time, while she feasted on his loving reassurance.

She cuddled into his neck now, she knew he was okay with her being so emotional, and nearly clobbering him with her affections. She couldn’t help wetting his neck with her tears, because he let her love him in a deep, authentic, and true way that she’d been unable to express around anyone else, because of her shyness and fear of rejection. It was a powerful and cathartic emotion, even if she and Leif were not in private, and she was in front of her grandmother, and best friend. She was hiding in his neck and chuckling because she knew her granny was about to tease her.

“A damn crybaby, she always was, and she always will be. Lynne get your ass up and let that boy get my suitcases, I know you can’t lift them yourself, I had to pack every damn thing but the kitchen sink for my first trip out of state, and my first airline flight, and seeing my only grandchild get married. Get out of his lap. They’ll be plenty of time for you to be nasty and fresh and climb all over him later, and we won’t say a word. I know you gotta get started on those great grandbabies, and Lynne called two, or at the most three,” said her Granny.

Lynne chuckled and blushed. Leif got Granny LaReaux suitcases, and Lynne got her makeup bag and other toiletries, and they were off to LAX.

***

The surprise was even more lovely than Leif thought it would be. And Lynne’s reaction far exceeded what he envisioned when he daydreamed her reaction. It was damn adorable, the way she screamed, called him a shit, cried with glee, and later on pounced in his lap. The only thing missing was that he didn’t think of taking out his cellphone to record that shit.

And when that little sweetie he’d soon be calling his wife pounced in his lap to hug and kiss him to thank him for the surprise, he thought he would burst with love. Of course she startled him, but it was cute. He had a feeling she’d been rebuffed before, when she was excited. She did not need to apologize for being bubbly. In his mind, that was a natural outgrowth of her happiness. And he wanted his little sweetie to be very happy for the rest of their days. He didn’t mind if she felt so happy with him sometimes she wanted to jump up and down on the bed. Shit! He wondered if she’d ever jumped on the bed. Probably not. Another fun thing to let her try on the honeymoon.

He only prayed that Lynne was enjoying her suprise as much as he was.

Her granny was spry, earthy, and hilarious. And he’d gotten to witness more of Lynne’s kindhearted sweetness. She sat in the seat beside her Granny to hold her hand as the plane took off in the air. Lynne also said a prayer with her so she would not be frightened. Leif didn’t think her grandmother was that spiritual, her leanings seemed to be more like Leif’s, thinking there was good in everything, except the religious cult in which Lynne was raised. But he was touched that Lynne used her own strong faith, that she was developing outside the confines of that cult she was raised in, to comfort her granny but not in a preachy way. Her granny seemed calm after the prayer, probably because Lynne seemed so calm as she was praying.

He heard her grandmother say softly

“You pray so beautiful baby. Maybe you should pray at your beautiful wedding. You’ve always had a kind, gentle heart Lynne, and I am just happy, tickled that you found someone worthy of you, who will treat you as sweet as that little softie heart of yours needs,” said her grandmother.

After they were in the air, she kept her granny occupied by playing cards with her, and her grandmother was able to read the extremely large letters and numbers on the cards, just as Lynne mentioned when purchasing the playing cards. Leif thought Lynne was so thoughtful to keep her granny company and to have thought of something she thought would be enjoyable to her, card playing.

He had no idea that by playing cards with Granny, Lynney was sharpening her skills, and fattening him up for a kill later. The time flew by, and he occupied himself just with watching the antics between his bride and her granny, while they cursed, giggled and tried to outwit each other.

At the airport, his mother hugged her granny like she’d known her all her life.

“We’re happy to have someone in Lynne’s family on their side. And we can see where she gets her beauty from,” said his mother.

Leif got everyone’s baggage, loaded it in the car, and then unloaded it at the house. He sat Granny’s luggage in one of the guest rooms in the main house, then took their luggage out to the cottage.

Back inside, Lynne and her granny were working in the kitchen and it was filled with unique smells and flavors he’d never smelled before.

Dinner was delicious, some type of jumblaya and red beans. His mother had remembered the ingredients Lynne used last time when treating them to creole cooking, and the pantry was stocked.

He couldn’t help noticing how his spicy little bride asked for the hot sauce and drenched her jambalaya and the side of red beans with the potent liquid. Leif turned a shade pinker just watching the food.

But Lynne devoured the meal, even though they had a filling lunch. But she loved the creole food, that was why she’d learned to fix it, and it was part of her heritage and bloodline, a yearning so strong she probably didn’t even understand it. She craved spice. And now, the glimmer and sparkle in her eyes when they interacted let him know she was craving more spice from him in the bedroom as well, and he was more than willing to deliver the heat she needed.

He murmured playfully in her ear.

“I like spicy, but even I can’t handle the amount of spice that you like in your cooking. But, if you don’t feel timid, I promise you, I can give you all the spice you need when I’m loving you in a few days baby,” he growled softly.

He watched Lynne squirm on the chair. Squirm with desire, and he simply ached!

“Stop teasing me Leif!” she chuckled loudly, squirming away from his embrace.

That chin dimple puckered up, and he already knew what was going on, she was squirmy and blushing all over herself, because his teasing made her wet.

He didn’t listen to her, entreaties for him to stop, took her ear back close to his own mouth and whispered playfully, so no one else could hear

“I like it when you ruin your panties, I’m taking on the laundry chore now anyway, doesn’t matter how many pairs you smear up with your delicious juices,”

No one could hear what he was saying, but Lynne, and she blushed and turned a hot shade of pink, squirming away from him.

“Quit teasing, you’re such a bum, and you’re not being right, right now!” she cried, pinching him hard on his arm, like he was a misbehaving schoolboy.

And he was. He chuckled, rubbed his arm, and kissed her chin dimple which was puckered up as she screwed up her face demanding that he stop “messing with” her, all while she giggled and wriggled around on the chair.

Those cute little noises, and the squirminess, he swore, he couldn’t wait until he was giving her a good reason for her adorable reactions to his teasing, his cock thrusting hard inside of her.

He kissed her forehead willing his thoughts to cool down in front of all the others.

Then the cards came out again, after Lynne and his mother cleaned up the kitchen.

The cards, and the kitchen cleaning up was the only thing that saved Lynne from his raucous sensual teasing.

They paired up, Leif and Janelle, and Lynne and her granny.

That was when Lynne and her Granny and the adorable antics began. They were colossal cheats!

At first, Janelle and Leif were unaware that Lynne and her Granny were cheating. But soon, began their long-winded conversations and the dropping hints here and there.

“You little rascal! You’re cheating!” he cried.

“Can’t prove it,” said Lynne.

Her granny laughed.

“You are cheating. Long winded stories about bleeding heart liberals? About needing a new spade from the garden. Almost every hand that’s played there’s a new damn story, and I’m about to ban talking,” said sharply Leif with his arms folded.

“What are you, a dictator, you can’t ban friendly conversations,” sassed Lynne eyeing Leif over her cards, her mouth obscured by the hand of cards she was holding.

“Yeah Leif, I agree, I think in the interest of this game, we should ban all side conversations not directly related to the game, because clearly, cheating Ass Lynne, and Granny LaReaux got something going on,” said Janelle.

“Cheating Ass Lynne. Can’t prove it, and the two of you suck so badly that, you’d be losing whether we cheated or not. I can’t believe you just played that card, Janelle. Some partner she is for you Leif,” said Lynne rubbing her hands together.

“Yeah, but I think, since someone thinks we are cheating we may as well flush out the liars. My hearts all out of it Lynney, but first, an Ace!” said her grandmother.

“Oh please, so now we can guess already that Granny LaReaux is out of hearts now that she’s played the damn Ace. You two are childish. One twenty three year old going on three, and a seventy year old going on seven,” said Leif disgustedly as Granny snatched up the books.

So Lynne and Granny, cheating card partners for life continued to cheat their way through spades.

Her grandmother was also a riot, she licked the winning planning card and stuck it to her forehead. Lynne got up from the table and led her granny in a hand dance all around the table.

Leif chucked in spite of himself, right along with Janelle. He knew at that point there was no place that he’d rather be for the rest of his life, surrounded by his beautiful woman, and their family and friends, watching her being happy, free, and full of love for the supportive people they were lucky to share their lives with.

And he treasured seeing Lynne this way, secure in herself yet playful. It was what he’d seen in her from the moment he’d first came over her house for dinner and kissed her against the bookcase. It was also an emotion she’d learned to express with him, and now that she knew peace, and comfort she was also able to share it with their special family and friends. It meant that their wedding day would be even more beautiful than he imagined, watching Lynne both reflecting and surrounded by love on all sides, just what he’d wanted for her, ever since the moment he’d fallen for her.

He watched Lynne for a little bit as though watching a painting, long graceful limbs, her luscious, shapely legs, and juicy ass adding some tartness to his angelic dreamy view of his wife to be. She was leading her granny all around, the table. Her granny also danced pretty well, even though she had limited vision.

“And they still haven’t proved that we cheated,” said Lynne.

“They sure can’t prove it. They aren’t clever like we are,” said her grandmother.

“Plus, they suck,” teased Lynne, leading her grandmother back to her chair as her granny collapsed into giggles.

Once granny was seated, Lynne sat next to Leif, poised to shuffle and cut cards again.

That was when Leif tickled her waist while she squealed, and begged him to stop, and he fought against his tingling cock. She was a beautiful and vibrant woman, playful cheating and her playful childish antics or not. She just had a beautiful spirit and this warmth that just drew him in, along with Janelle and granny. They were all lucky to be in her life.

He felt so comfortable around their friends and family that it seemed safe to indulge in their play without being judged. Lynne held that fear often, he didn’t hold it as much, but there were times that she brought out his lighter side, that he worried that others who didn’t understand their unique relationship would think it was silly. That was why he was glad they’d be surrounded by love on their wedding day.

“No more shuffling cards for your ass. No more card playing. You little cheater, you’re gonna get what little wives to be who cheat at cards get,” he murmured playfully.

Now that he was tickling her, she was squirming and defenseless, and he almost effortlessly gripped her around her waist, pulled his chair closer, and lifted her across his knee.

“Leify, stop it! No!” she giggled loudly.

“I’ll only stop if you admit you cheated,” chuckled Leif, his hand high in the air poised to spank her.

“You can’t prove we were cheating young man!” cried her granny with laughter.

“Fine, sacrifice your granddaughter then,” said Leif playfully holding the one hand that was shielding her ass in the air, and bringing down some stinging swats, while Lynne yelped defiantly and exclaimed-

“I wasn’t cheating you shit, you’re just a damn bully…get off of me-“

While Janelle howled with laugher chanting-

“That’s right, you get her Leif, extort a confession from her cheating ass,”

He hadn’t counted on granny pinching his side until he literally yelped with both laughter and pain.

“Granny, come on,” chuckled Leif, and he squirmed, letting Lynne free, and then Lynne got up from the table, running around the kitchen first, and then opened the sliding class door, running around outside, trying to get away from him.

“You can’t run forever now. Eventually you’ll tire out, and I’ll be at the cottage when you do,” cried Leif playfully.

He turned the outside light on in front of the cottage.

He saw Lynne go inside and saw her shadow talking to her Granny, plotting and planning.

“Truce?” she begged him loudly across the yard.

He loved their world of adventure and play! He never thought he’d find a woman so playful and adorable. He had so much fun with her, and he hadn’t had such fun since he was a little Leif. He never thought at all about marriage before Lynne, but the love and play he shared with her was just what he wanted in his beautiful wife.

“Truce,” he added warmly.

But, he had his fingers crossed behind his back. Besides, he promised her a truce on the outside of the property, not on what happened once she crossed the threshold of the cottage.

That was what he told himself anyway.

“You little monster, I’m going to get you,” cried Leif, as soon as he got her in the cottage, he picked her up by her waist and started trying to sling her over his shoulder, to carry her into the bedroom, pull down her panties, since they were in private now, he no longer needed to spank her through her jeans. He was going to spank her bare little cakes until they stung, and she admitted to being a cheating ass liar at cards.

The hard on he got when he thought of spanking that firm, juicy, soft little ass was brutal. He didn’t know if he could even finish the spanking without wanting to sex her, and he was glad that the spanking had gone indoors, in private, and not in front of her friend and her granny where it couldn’t be sexual.

But Lynne kneed him in his side a little bit, hurt him slightly, but mostly startled him, and she darted out the front door of the cottage, back through the huge yard, and banged on the sliding glass door.

Janelle pretended not to see Lynne, but granny let her in.

“He’s gonna spank me harder if he catches me this time…” said Lynne chuckling with laughter.

“He won’t spank you anymore when I’m around baby,” said her grandmother through the door looking at Leif meaningfully. Granny stood in front of the door with her arms folded, as though she would not let him inside. Janelle pushed past Lynne’s grandmother to let Leif in because he was her card partner, and remembered how Lynne tried to smite him cheating at cards.

“You wanna bet I won’t spank her more? That’s what happens to naughty little brides. Lynne we can do this the easy way, and get a few taps, or we can do it alone later, and I might have to take out my belt until you admit that you cheated, and then once you fess up to being a little liar, I’ll put the belt away and kiss the boo-boos,” said Leif with a chuckle.

“Ugh, Ugh, too much information,” grimaced Janelle.

“You can sleep in my room grandbaby, I won’t let that boy spank you again, he hasn’t proven anything. Not gonna let my grandson in-law get away with that mess,” said her granny.

“Well she can’t sleep in your room forever, she’s gonna be leaving with me on Saturday, as my wife. If I were you Lynne, I’d do my spanking now, it’ll be worse if I have time to sit on it and think...and you wait until you are my wife. I might have to use the belt on you extra times for making it wait. Or you can just admit those long winded ass stories were cheats,” said Leif.

But, out of nowhere, Lynne started spanking his ass!

“You little devil. Damn you,” said Leif shielding himself.

Lynne giggled and ran across the field, Leif assumed she was trying to make it to the cottage first to lock him out of the cottage.

As they were running through the yard, the side door opened, and Leif heard Janelle cry out-

“Goodnight. You two need to sort that shit out! We’ll have a soft pillow and heating pad for your ass at the breakfast table, Lynne. Spank her ass good Leif, one time for each lie told at the card table,” quipped Janelle playfully.

“Hmm, if I find out he spanked my granddaughter tonight, he may as well not show up for breakfast. I’m cooking it, and they’ll be none for him. He better go to McDonald’s tomorrow morning if he spanks her tonight. You tell me if he spanks you,” said her grandmother.

“Yes ma’am, if he spanks me or tries to tickle me, I’ll be sure to tell you. Leif hates Brussels sprouts, so we should make him eat them for breakfast if he spanks me,” said Lynne looking innocent.

“That sounds like a good idea granddaughter. I’ll be sure to tell his mother, she’s already told me how Leif likes to use his size to his advantage and wrestle you unfairly, because he’s bigger,” said her grandmother.

“Oh my god! Lynne you are such a phony ass! She does her fair share of wrestling him too, believe me, unfortunately I have to witness it all. Leif use the belt on her! Don’t let her get away until she admits to cheating. And until she gives me back my Sade CD,” cried Janelle.

In spite of himself, Leif chuckled.

Once they shut the screen door, she was pinching and slapping at his ass.

“You’re so damn bold aren’t you? Teasing me when it’s your turn to get that sweet little ass warmed with my hand for cheating, and lying at cards,” said Leif playfully.

“Come on Leify, don’t be sore at me. Let’s get ready for bed,” she purred pawing at his chest and kissing his pecks.

“Mmm, Lynney, you think you’re gonna make me forget about your punishment because you fill me with pleasure? Is that what the hell you are thinking,” he added playfully cupping her ass.