giggle and she had loved this romantic side of Kenneth.
Her pleasant thoughts about the warm body chocolate paint helped her forget the chocolate and candy reality that she was struggling with before getting dressed.
For tonight, she had chosen a deep red dress that accentuated her full and curvy body and cleavage. She had picked a pair of gorgeous matching red heels that showed off her round legs that Kenneth adores so much. Her light blonde curls hung in perfect symmetry to frame her face and hang down her back. Checking once more in the mirror, she was satisfied that her makeup was perfectly applied and without any traces of chocolate.
She added a bright red lipstick to go with the dress. Now she looked perfect and she felt good about herself because she was proud how she had
handled her weakness and had turned the situation to her advantage.
No sooner had she done this when her doorbell rang. Sarah opened the door to find Kenneth standing on the other side. He looked so divinely handsome in his suit and red tie. Smiling, she went into his arms for a hug and a kiss. Admonishing him to be careful of her lipstick, she kissed him once more. Grabbing her evening bag and velvet cape, she locked the door and they were off to the restaurant.
The place Kenneth had chosen was somewhere she had dreamed of eating for a long time, but it always seemed to be booked up on the nights that they would be able to go. She just had to admit that food really is worth all the extra pounds and Kenneth likes her body full and beautiful like it is.
She had no idea how Kenneth had managed this on Valentine’s Day, but she was thrilled and was looking forward to get spoiled with some tasty gourmet food by her man. The place is very popular for its pink trout caviar entrée and the shrimp lobster duo with pink champagne truffle mousse and the pink champagne souffle for dessert. "What a treat!" she squeaked out in pure delight and anticipation.
Once they arrived, Kenneth gave the maître d' his name and they were escorted to a private dining room. The table was set with red roses, red and white candles and a bottle of pink champagne sitting by the table.
The look on Sarah’s face was priceless as they were seated. A waiter came to pour the champagne and bring them their appetizers. It seemed that Kenneth had also taken care of ordering their meal. Sarah smiled as the waiter sat her pink caviar entréé in front of her. She could already tell that it was prepared to perfection.
Their dinner went perfectly. At one point, while they were eating, a violinist entered the room and softly played all of their favorite romantic songs. Throughout the serenaded dinner, Sarah and Kenneth kept gazing lovingly at each other. When it was time for dessert, a special pink cheesecake in one pot and the famous pink champagne soufflé in another soufflé dish to splurge some more arrived topped with ripe, red strawberries and fluffy
cream. Sarah practically squealed with delight of such a perfect dinner;
Everything was perfect and Sarah was still trying to figure out how Kenneth had managed to do all of this. He did alright professionally but, as a bicycle salesman, he didn’t make millions of dollars. While all of this didn’t cost a million dollars, it definitely had not been inexpensive. Now he was smiling at her across the table and looking at her with those beautiful green eyes of his. He pushed a small gift wrapped box across the table to her.
She intended to give him her gift with the beautiful red pen back at home because she wanted to see how he unwrapped it in the tranquility of her apartment. She wanted to get a good look on his face for his reaction because he had wanted to buy it so desperately each time when they had passed that shop where it had been exposed exquisitely in the window.
"Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart," he said softly and keep your figure beautiful and full like I adore my angel. "Open it."
"Oh Ken, you’ve done so much already! You didn’t have to get me a present on top of everything else!" Sarah exclaimed.
"Just open it," Kenneth replied, smiling.
With another loving smile in his direction, Sarah picked up the gift and start to carefully remove the shiny red paper. A small box was revealed once the paper was gone. She opened the box fully expecting to see a pair of earrings or something, but what she found was a shiny key. Lifting the key out of the box, she looked at it and then Kenneth quizzically.
"If you’ve finished eating, I’ll take you to see what the key fits," Kenneth said mysteriously.
When they exited the restaurant, Kenneth’s car was waiting, having been brought around by the valet. He tipped the man and helped Sarah into the car. As they rode along, Sarah reached over and squeezed Kenneth’s hand. Smiling over at her, he squeezed hers back and they continued to hold hands until Kenneth turned into a long, tree lined driveway.
"Where are we," Sarah asked.
"You’ll see soon enough," Kenneth said. "In fact, close your eyes until I tell you to open them."
"Oh more surprises," Sarah laughed, but she did as she was told.
Finally, she felt the car come to a stop and heard Kenneth putting it into park. He turned off the engine and exited the car. Next, she heard her car door open and felt Kenneth take her hand to help her out.
"OK, Sarah, you can look now."
When she opened her eyes, her knees almost went weak. She stood before a house. Not just any house, though. This was a house that she had been so excited about when she and Kenneth had decided to spend a Sunday afternoon going to open houses. An old fashioned two story farmhouse had been conducting an open house and she had fallen in love with it immediately. There was a huge wraparound front porch and columns. The land was meticulously landscaped and there was a lot of it.
"Oh Kenneth, what have you done?" she whispered.
"Go ahead," Kenneth said. "Use your key."
Looking at him again, Sarah slowly walked up the steps to the front door. With shaking hands, she put the key into the lock and turned it. The door swung open instantly and she was standing in a foyer that was just as beautiful as she remembered. Walking up behind her, Kenneth wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Do you like it," he asked.
"Kenneth, I can’t even speak! How did you do this?"
"Well, I’m afraid that I’ve been keeping a little secret from you. Do you remember when Mr. Weston retired last year?"
"You mean Mr. Weston from the bike shop? Yeah, I remember that."
"When he left, he had a little surprise me. He had decided to take his retirement and leave me the shop. I’ve owned the shop since then. But I wanted to do something special for you and I’ve been saving all the money that I can. I wasn’t sure what I was going to get for you, but when we looked at this house and I saw your face, I knew."
Sarah turned in his arms and faced him in wonder.
"You
