Knew it was true love with my first kiss

It is unfair of me to just jump right in and tell you about the kiss with out sharing a little history about me and my husband.

the history

We first met because my neighbor was his grandmother.

When I first met him, and for years later, all I felt for him was disgust. I thought of him as this horny, guaky worm that only wore black. HEHE, I know that is mean. My sister told me that one day I would marry him. I looked at her as if she was crazy. Then I thought that she was right. Although he made me sick, he had all the things that I wanted in a future husband. On our first date he took me to the movies. I can't remember what movie it was.

the first kiss

Anyway when we were walking to the parking lot after the movie he grabbed me and kissed me. It wasn't a bad kiss. I just didn't want one. I didn't like him that way. And to tell the truth he scared me. LOL Many years later ( 2 years ) we went on another date. He showed up at my door with two gifts. One, a very nice globe, you know the kind that has water in it and when you shake it, glitter and snow fall. The other, a bra and panty set, black lace. In the wrong size, mind you. At this point, he was still always wearing black but he was taller and buffer. This time we went to a very nice restaurant. I got sick cause they put nasty stuff in my food.

So he was taking me home. The entire time of the date I felt like I was a prostitute. I couldn't believe he brought me underwear.

YUCK!!! After this I refused to talk to him. I just shot up from the car and ran and locked the door. I wouldn't answer his calls, I wouldn't answer the door. Anyway here is where I fall in love.

falling into the ravine of love

A couple months later, I get this phone call. It is Peter. He says he is in town ( he had been away at basic training for the Air Force ). I tell him he can come over. I answer the door, he was starting to apologize for the way he had behaved the last time we went out. I just reached out, grabbed his hand and brought him to my bedroom. He was still a virgin.

But not after that night.

HEHE I don't know what to say. I think I had always loved him in some way. He had always been there for me, he always knew how to make me happy and feel better. I think I was just waiting for the right time to tell him. Instead I showed him. For the next week. We could not be separated. Then he had to go back to the Air Base. He asked me to marry him a month later. I moved down and a couple months later we were married. OK. So here is the important part.

the wedding kiss

We had just finished our vows. We were already facing each other. The justice of the peace said that we may kiss each other. I was afraid my husband was gonna french kiss me in front of the justice of the peace.

LOL Scary!!! So I put my hands on his biceps. Which I might say are huge. He looks into my eyes as he were afraid I was pushing him away. I tilted my head up. He was bringing his head down. I look into his eyes very briefly before closing my eyes. He has the most amazing puppy dog brown eyes I have ever seen, and then it happened. The moment of truth. He let his lips fall right into place on mine. We didn't move our lips for a couple seconds. His were so soft, so warm. His face was smooth and soft. He smelled of strength, masculinity, and forever. I don't now how to describe it. It was just this overwhelming sense. A smell, a touch, a feeling of peace, happiness and forever. It was perfect. Although we have had many kisses since we were married, not all perfect. All I can think about is when will the next kiss be? When will we stop time and embrace each other and only feel forever? Maybe not for a couple more months cause he is over seas, but it will be soon. And we will have forever to keep on feeling those kisses.

My hope for everyone out there - Just because you may not like the way a person looks, talks, dresses or acts, doesn't mean they are not the perfect one for you. Just give the dork a few years, you will never regret it. I promise.

P.S.

Peter, if you get a chance to read this. I just want to say, "There is no place on earth I love to be more than in your arms. Where my head fits perfectly into your shoulder, and me into your warm loving arms. Thank you for choosing me to be the one you wanted more than anything."