My fiance and I are very much in love. Yes, some would say that the fact that we are engaged suggests that in itself, but even though we have been engaged for eight months and having sex for only about a year, the spark has not left our relationship like it does some couples. There is still that wonder and awe attached to these acts; I suppose the fact that he was my first and he is my only has a lot to do with this; he treasures the fact that he doesn’t have to worry that I have had better, and we can focus on getting to know each other sexually.Last Friday night was a blast. My roommates and I have a weekly tradition of going to a karaoke şişli escort bar every Friday night, and this was the first time my fiance Shawn had been able to join us. I am a singer myself, so I especially looked forward to being able to sing onstage, but this week was especially thrilling because he was here; he thought I had the loveliest voice in the world and never tired of hearing me sing.That evening when we arrived, I took his hand and led him over to the table I normally had; it was the one that had the song log that I usually spent the entire evening pouring over. When he sat next to me, he placed his hand on escort şişli my uncovered thigh. Music was already blaring loudly, so when he leaned toward me and rested his forehead on mine, it created quite the intimate setting. He lowered his lips to my ear, then whispered “You look beautiful.”I blushed slightly and kissed him deeply. I smiled at him and then rested my head on his shoulder a moment, watching the first singer of the evening go up and start their song.It was then when I felt his hand creep up my thigh a little further. I felt the muscles in my lower abdomen tighten a bit; my, how such a simple touch could mecidiyeköy ignite such a beginning to arousal! I raised my lips to his and began to kiss him again; I focused on the softness of his lips and how they seemed to mold so nicely to my own, how his breath caught in his throat if I pressed into his lips more firmly, how warm his embrace was. I finally pulled away; I hated to carry on so in public. He smiled, taking my hands in his on the table and kissing my forehead gently.I was called up to sing for the first time that evening; it was a duet with my roommate Tony. We had chosen the Celine Dion version of Beauty and the Beast; we had done it the week before but I had wanted for Shawn to hear it so we decided to do it again.When I returned to the table, he smiled and whispered into my ear with a sultry edge, “My god, you have a gorgeous voice. Tonight I plan to make that voice very tired…