[CUCKOLD] How my proposal went terribly, terribly
We had been dating for over a year now. We were to disgusting couple... best friends and more. We could finish each others thoughts and we laughed at the same jokes. It was meant to be.
She was awesome in many ways. She also shared my interest in kink. We role played. We did it in risky places. She would give me the occasional blowjob in a movie theater. I tied her up, and she ties me up. We enjoyed everything we did together. Or so I thought.
She always seemed to get a wicked grin when I submitted to her. A little more than normal. And it was okay with me, and I tended to enjoy being her bottom. I enjoyed it a little more than being the top. A lot more actually.
Remember how she could finish my thoughts? I think maybe she really could.
The time had come, and we were both in love. I made reservations at a nice restaurant. Not too nice, we were young and broke. But nice. $40 per plate nice. We dressed to the nines. She wore a low cup one piece dress, with no hosiery, and some pumps to die for. She looked so good in her heels, and she knew I loved it. Her hair was tight behind her, and she walked tall and proud and if to radiate her beauty even more!
We ate a fun meal, and laughed as we always did. I'm sure I seemed uneasy as the dinner finished. I had arranged a special surprise. For desert, our waitress would bring a bottle of champagne and chocolate covered strawberries. In the middle of the strawberries would be her engagement ring. It was perfect.
I saw our waitress come and all the eyes of the staff were on our table. The plate was set before my girlfriend, and she gasped, as all women do, when the moment comes. The smile on my face was huge as I got out of my seat and onto my knee. I grabbed her hand, and spoke the words I had prepared for months. Words of her completing me and making me the happiest man on earth.
She smiled deeply at me. But it was that wicked smile. She sat there, grinning widely after I finished. But she didn't speak. The awkwardness of the moment fell upon the whole restaurant as everyone was now watching us.
"Awwwww Jim," she smiled. The words "awwww" caused the ladies watching to gasp. They began to whisper about us. About me. "Jim, you look so good down there, on your knee."
I turned beat red. Uh oh.
"Jim you look like you belong on your knees, don't you think?"
I was speechless. I got the WHOLE restaurant's attention, and know she was humiliating the hell out of me.
"Don't you think Jim?" she asked again, expecting an answer.
"I'd do anything for you," I replied, trying to play along and calm the situation down.
She stroked the underside of my chin, looking down her nose at me.
"I know baby," she murmured, I know. She turned to the booth behind us. "He does look good down there, doesn't he ladies?"
The table of two women and their husbands focused on me. The ladies smiled and nodded.
She turned to our waitress, now embarrassed to still be standing there.
"What is a girl to do?" she asked out waitress. "Should I take the ring?"
Our waitress shrugged.
"Or should I not?"
I was burning in embarrassment.
She looked right down at me, holding my chin.
"Tell you what," she said. "I'll say 'yes' if you promise me one thing."
"What is that?" I asked.
She smiled big. "Everything. Everything I want. Whenever I want. Will you do that simple thing for me? Sweety. Sweetheart. Baby."
"Oh, sweety, everyone wants to hear. Can you say it for me?"
"I'll do anything you ask," I said softly.
She leaned over and kissed my forehead. "Then, YES!" she exclaimed! "Yes yes yes!"
The whole room clapped and the focus finally left our table. "What was that?" I asked as I returned to my seat, still beat red in the face. Several tables still gave us the occasional glance. Men would shake their heads. Women would look my fiance up and down.
She smiled. "I dunno," she said sheepishly. "I guess I have a bad girl side you'll need to get used to."
I sat stunned. What was I getting myself into. As I pondered this, she reached into her purse and pulled out a box. She set it down right in front of me, right there in the restaraunt.
"Look, I got you an engagement present," she said as she marveled at her new ring.
I picked up the box. A chastity cage! I looked up at her.
"I know you wanted one," she smiled at me. Tabled were still occasionally looking over at me, trying to figure out what CB-6000 meant. I tried to conceal my gift.
"Sweety!" I exclaimed.
She stopped my with her newly ringed finger on my hand, keeping me from moving my box. "I've seen your computer. I know what you dream about." Every word was true. She smiled with her wicked smile again. "I just want to be the best wife, ever!"
I smiled back, scared out of my wits but excited beyond belief.
"C'mon," she said. "We need to set a date."
"For our wedding?" I asked.
"When I'll let you out of that cage," she smiled. "Actually, both!"