This choice: She just wants to cuddle on the couch with you for a movie marathon. • Go Back...Chapter #3Mari and Matt’s Movie Marathon by: Alistair   “Honestly, it’s been so long since we’ve spent any time just the two of us…” Mari sighed, knowing that it wasn’t your fault you got lost so often, but still saddened by the fact that it happened so much. “… I kinda just want to stretch out on the couch with my little man and cuddle, have you all to myself for the day!”
Stood in the cupped hands of your gorgeous girlfriend, you felt your heart flutter as you took in the sight of her angelic face. You couldn’t really look at much else since her silky chocolate-brown hair cascaded down around the hands that held you, surrounding your perch and blocking out everything but Mari, not that you would have wanted to look anywhere else anyway.
The fruity scent of the shampoo she had used this morning permeated the air around you, and you stared at her plush lips, stretched into a warm and loving smile, longing to feel their embrace again despite only having been separated from them for a few seconds.
You may have framed your goddess comment as a flirty joke, but honestly from your perspective Mari may as well have been a divine being given flesh.
A dark part of your mind often wondered what such a perfect, angelic being was doing with a lowly mortal such as yourself, but you were able to ignore it… most of the time. And on this occasion you were able to suppress those dark thoughts, and be thankful for her, the physical embodiment of all that was good in your perpetually luckless life.
It was only when Mari coyly raised an eyebrow that you realised that you had been staring at her in silence, a goofy smile painted across your face for the last twenty seconds.
“Sorry, I just sometimes need to take a minute to appreciate you,” your face flushed, being a little more candid than the earlier exchanges in your conversation had been. “Honestly Mari… that sounds perfect.”
“Awww, you little charmer,” Mari blushed, her flirtatious banter evaporating in the wake of your sincerity. “I figured the last few weeks would have left you a little exhausted, so I thought a chilled out day would be exactly what you need. I bought snacks, and I’ve got a long list of movies for us to get through!”
As Mari lowered you to the coffee table, you chose not to remind her that the reason why it was best for you to take it easy today, and the reason why you two hadn’t seen each other for almost a full two months, not weeks like she seemed to think, was because you had been smeared into the back of a thong for one and a half months. A thong that had started off in Mari’s ownership before, through a series of increasingly convoluted events, ended up being passed from Mari, to her mom, back to Mari and then finally had ended up in Ashley’s possession. You were only able to escape because Ashley, displaying uncharacteristic levels of awareness of her surroundings, finally saw you after the thong had been hanged out to dry in the sun, and your skin had turned a deep crimson from sunburn.
Gently setting you back down on the coffee table, Mari rose to her full height from the couch, casting you in her shadow, her massive chest almost blocking her face from your sight at this angle.
“Don’t go anywhere, stud,” Mari winked, before sauntering off to the kitchen to grab the snacks that she had prepared. As your girlfriend walked away you couldn’t help but stare at the swaying, jiggling mass of her titanic rear end. Despite having spent around half of your time stuck to that accursed thong crammed between and being pulverised by those very same butt cheeks, you couldn’t help but stare. The far too tight pair of white short shorts that they were crammed into neither covered the top, nor the bottom of each huge, bulbous butt cheek, leaving vast swathes of smooth, tanned skin on full display.
No matter how much torment Mari’s body had put you through over the years, you still found yourself unbearably attracted to it regardless.
After Mari had disappeared into the kitchen, the only sign of her now being the light clattering of bowls and cups as she prepared the provisions for your movie marathon, you could do nothing but wait on her to return.
Sitting down on the hard, wooden surface of the table, you beamed, happy to finally be able to get some alone time with the love of your life after a long time spent apart. Well… not really spent apart, but when you were adhered to Mari or one of her belongings completely without her knowledge it didn’t really count as spending time together in your mind.
Spending time with Mari was one of the few things you got to look forward to in life, and the thought of returning to her had gotten you through a countless number of dark times.
It was why you had decided that you were going to propose to her some time soon, although you hadn’t fully planned out exactly how you wanted to do it yet.
The thought of Mari becoming your fiancé and eventually your wife caused that big dopey grin to once again spread across your face, and you were so lost in thoughts of your happy future with her that you barely registered the vibrations and thudding impacts of her steps as she returned.
Gently setting the bowls of snacks on the coffee table behind you, Mari flashed a pearly smile as she flopped down onto the couch, grabbing the tv remote and switching on the tv. Feeling Mari’s fingers wrapping around you and bringing you towards her, you wondered what kind of movies has Mari picked for your marathon?
1) Much to your surprise, Mari has exclusively picked movies that you would enjoy!
2) You stifle a groan as Mari giddily informs you that she has a full day’s worth of rom-coms lined up.
3) Before you can find out what Mari has planned, she announces that she needs to go to the bathroom before you two get started. As you watch her leave, you suddenly get a terrible sense of foreboding, like something is about to go horribly wrong.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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