Dreaming in Dairyland

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her anything in the world if she'd just go into the house and start stripping.  "What's that?"
    "Will you promise me that we'll make out in the back of your cop car someday?  I have this thing about men in uniform—especially cops!"  She looked at him eagerly, hoping he'd agree.  She knew she must seem crazy to him, but he wasn't complaining, so she didn't care.
    Bob felt the laughter bubble up inside him.  She really was something else.  "Sure.  I'll do anything as long as we're in the house and naked in less than five minutes."  He blushed as he said the words, but at least his tongue didn't feel too thick to speak for once.
    "I bet I can be undressed before you!" she said, opening her car door.  "Wanna race?"
    "Depends on what the winner gets."
    She thought about that for a moment as she rushed toward the door, tapping her foot impatiently as he grabbed her suitcase from the back.  "Loser has to cook every meal all week."  Cissie hated cooking.  She was good at it, because she needed to be for her work, but she didn't have any desire to do it at home.  Hopefully he, by some magic, loved to cook and wouldn't mind doing it every day.
    Bob set the suitcase down on the porch as he unlocked his door.  "Sure.  I like to cook!"
    "Lead the way to my honeymoon suite," she said, standing just inside the door looking around.  He needed some serious help in the interior decorating department.  His house looked like he'd purchased whatever garage sale finds were available on any given day. 
    Bob pushed past her and walked down the hallway to his bedroom, having no doubt she'd follow.  His sweet little virgin bride was eager for him, and he couldn't be happier about it.
    He pushed open the door to his bedroom, looking around with fresh eyes, trying to see it as she would.  His bedspread was dark and manly, not something a woman would like much.  But he'd sprinkled pink rose petals all over the bed that morning, thinking she'd like it.  Now, looking at them, he blushed, thinking it had been a mistake.
    Cissie looked at the bed, a grin lighting up her face.  "Aw.  Rose petals?  You're the best, Deputy Bob!"  She turned her back to him, pulling her long dark hair out of the way.  "Unzip please.  I can't reach."  She was determined to be undressed before him.
    Bob placed a kiss on the side of her neck, before his hands moved to her zipper.  "I could just let you stand there, forcing you to lose."
    She glanced over her shoulder at him.  "But you won't, because you want me naked."  She had no doubt about the power she had over him.
    He laughed.  "I do."
    "We don't need more wedding vows now!  Just get me out of this thing!" 
    He quickly unzipped her and watched as she pushed the dress down around her waist without even looking at him.  She wore a corset under the dress, because she hadn't been able to find a strapless bra she liked.  She had stockings on, instead of nylons, that attached to the corset.  He'd never seen a sexier outfit in his life.
    She turned to face him, noting that he was standing still watching her undress.  She started to say something, but she wasn't going to ruin a week of him cooking.  "Do you want to untie my corset for me?" she asked sweetly.  "I can do it, but it's so much easier with help."
    Bob nodded, not trusting his voice.  "Turn around."  After she'd complied, he untied her corset, loosening it for her.  He didn't wait to be asked to unsnap the stockings, simply going to his knees to take care of that for her.  When he was finished, he tugged her corset down to her feet so she could step out of it.  "Wow." 
    She grinned down at him, cupping her breasts in her hands as if offering them to him.  "Wow?"  He wasn't the most eloquent man she'd ever met, but what he did say he made special.
    He slowly got to his feet, his gaze going from her head to her toes.  She wore only her white panties and the stockings which were still all the way up her thighs.  "You look

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