THE ANNIVERSARY6
I truly appreciate everyone who read this version of Della and Perry's relationship. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoy writing about them. Many thanks to everyone who reviewed this FF. Of course, we have to give recognition to ESG for creating them.
CHAPTER SIX
The late afternoon sun was playing across their bed when the Masons awakened from their nap. Perry leaned down and tenderly kissed her lips as he said, "Hello Beautiful."
She smiled at him still a little sleepy. "that's Paul's line."
Taking her hand and kissing her fingers he acknowledged, "he has good taste. However, it is getting late and we need to start getting ready for our anniversary dinner."
Stretching languidly Della asked, "Couldn't we just stay here for the rest of the night."
"Sorry, my love, but tonight is for dining, dancing, and romance." He told her.
Reluctantly sitting up, the lovely brunette began running her fingers along his jaw, down his chest, and as she moved her hand farther down he grabbed it. Smiling, he gently pulled her off the bed. "get busy baggage, there is time for that later."
Sticking out her tongue she replied, "maybe I won't be in the mood later."
Grinning he explained, "after I ply you with champagne, shrimp cocktail, filet mignon, Lyonnaise potatoes, garlic bread, and crepe suzettes, you will be putty in my hands.
Before she shut the bathroom door she smirked at him and said, "you wish!"
A little over an hour later, Perry Mason dressed in a black silk tuxedo almost wished he had taken his bride up on her offer. Coming out of the bathroom she was wearing the pink silk pencil dress with sweetheart neckline, and capped sleeves. It hugged her curves in all the right places.
She was at her dressing table trying to choose her jewelry when he came to stand behind her, and handed her a gray velvet box. She started to object, but he told her to just open it. Inside was a pendant and earrings that matched her wedding ring. It was 24 carat gold of two entwined hearts, a capital M in the middle, and their initials on each side.
It's perfect, Perry," she whispered.
As he clasped it around her neck he kissed her dark curls and stated, "you have made me the luckiest man in the world, darling."
Turning in his arms she said, "I guess I better give you, your anniversary presents too."
Reaching into her dresser drawer she took out two gray velvet boxes. Eagerly he opened them to find cuff links with the same entwined hearts, and a solid gold lighter inscribed, Perry Mason Esq. "
Pulling her into his arms he murmured, "two great minds, they are wonderful gifts."
Putting the cuff links on he asked, "are you ready for our special evening."
Slipping her hand through his arm she said, "lead the way counselor."
The valet was there immediately to park the black Cadillac convertible. "Happy Anniversary, Mr. Mason, Miss Street."
"Did you tell everyone?" His new head of office asked.
Taking her hand, he acknowledged, "Of course I did. After all the fact that you would put up with me for all these years is something to celebrate."
Slapping his arm playfully she retorted, "I imagine Tragg and Burger would agree with that, but they don't know the Perry Mason, I do."
Suddenly serious he looked down at her, "Thank God you took the time to find that out, young lady."
The maitre'd, who was also effusive in his congratulations, led them to a sheltered banquette. On the table resplendent with the best silver, china, and crystal goblets, was also orchids, as the centerpiece.
Della was speechless, "Perry these are like the orchids that were in my bouquet, in Bali."
Grinning he inquired, "Do you like them darling?"
Like them? Like them? Sweetheart, they are magnificent and so thoughtful. That is one thing I love about you, you always remember so many special things. You are so romantic."
Taking her hand and kissing it, he murmured, "how could I forget the most wonderful day of my life Mrs. Mason."
She looked into his beautiful blue eyes and said, "Have I told you how much I love being your wife."
Perry looked all around the restaurant and then back at Della, "Are you the woman who refused to consider marriage not so long ago? He teased her.
Before she could answer their waiter brought a magnum of champagne. Perry waved him away indicating he wanted pour. Della caught her breath. "Mr. Mason, is that Cristal?"
"Yes, Mrs. Mason, not only Cristal but 1950 Louis Roederer Cristal Brut Millesime."
There were tears in her eyes as they toasted each other. "Oh Perry, everything we had on our wedding night."
"Even the same menu. I told you it was the best day of my life and I wanted to recreate it for us. I never want you to be sorry you married me."
Tears rolled down her cheeks as the orchestra began to play. As they started performing, "The Way You Look Tonight." He stood up, brushed her tears away, held out his hand, and swept her onto the dance floor.
As always, they fit together perfectly. Perry had never had a partner who could follow him so easily, and their incredible coordination often made them the center of attention, and publicity.
Finally, heading back to the table for their first course, Della told him, "I'll never forget this night for the rest of my life."
"My darling Della, one day, almost five years ago, you walked into my office for an interview. In those few moments, you changed my life. You took absolute chaos, and turned it into a calm, serene, organized place to work and succeed. Only once did you doubt me and even then, you were my biggest advocate. The question is, my love, what did I do to deserve you."
Her hazel eyes sparkled as he told her to sit back and enjoy the meal. After more dancing, and a walk along the beach, they headed back to their beautiful new home, or so Della thought. Perry, helped his wife into their car and headed toward the ocean. Below the lights of their home he stopped the car so they could look at the rolling surf. Snuggled against him as she had done so many times before, Mr. and Mrs. Perry Mason, spoke quietly of their plans for the future.
"I have one more surprise for you sweetheart," Della told him as they finally pulled into their garage. "walk to the front door with me."
The outdoor lights were on a timer that lit up their front porch as they approached. Perry was stunned when he saw the wooden sign attached to one side of their front door. It read "THE MASONS, ESTABLISHED, 1958"
"Where did this come from?" He asked with a grin in his face.
Trying to act demure Della explained, "I had Paul put it up while we were gone."
"You know what this means," he told her.
Taking his hand and leading him inside she said, "Yes, I know exactly what it means."
He twirled her around and then kissed her soundly. "Now we really have something to celebrate," he told her gleefully.
"Just hold on a minute or two Mister. You start a fire and I'll be right back."
Coming out wearing a satin robe in palest pink, he thought she looked beautiful, and realized it was the same one she had worn the first night they had spent together. Holding out his hand he pulled her down beside him. "You are looking especially lovely tonight Mrs. Mason."
"Well, I'm glad you approve counselor." She smiled at him.
Grinning back at her Perry said, "I believe I've heard those words before."
Sliding her arms around his neck she proclaimed, "this time I won't be shaking so bad I can hardly breath."
Rubbing his hand along her leg he opened his mouth to speak, but looked at her in surprise. "Della, you still have your silk stockings on?"
"Oh, do I?" She asked innocently.
He began slowly unbuttoning her robe and stopped abruptly as he saw a lacy pink bra. She asked, "Do you see something you like?"
"Oh yes, young lady, I see a couple things I like very much." He observed.
Sliding her hand along his jaw she murmured, "Well, don't stop now sweetheart."
He took another deep breath as he saw the matching pink lace garter belt. Carefully he unhooked the stockings one at a time, sliding them slowly down her silky legs. He kissed her thighs, her knees, caressed her calves, and sensuously rubbed her feet and toes.
Leaning her head back Della moaned as he pressed on the arch of each foot. Once he was sure she was thoroughly relaxed he moved back up to remove the garter belt. As he began to massage her mound she reached over and unbuckled his trousers. His arousal was pressing against the cloth.
With mischief in her hazel eyes she lowered his zipper and purred, "what is wonderful is, all this belongs to me. Every inch of you Perry Mason."
"Well then, my love, I will have to make sure that your pleasure measures up to the anticipation." He stated firmly.
Wiggling against him she said, "one thing about you counselor is you never do anything by half measures, and you always like to be prepared."
As she began stroking him, he began to do the same for her until they were in such a state of passion, there could be no time for words. Moaning deep in his throat Perry Mason, reached for the ultimate connection between him and his breathtakingly beautiful wife. As he began to fulfill her need, she decided to take charge and guide him to the right places, at the pace she set.
Perry had never seen her like this as she adjusted her body around his. She began teasing him by moving away and then forward. Kissing his jawline down to his nipples, caused him to grasp her hips and pull them in closer. She was having none of that.
Slowly, sensuously she slid her body down his until she was ready to slide down on his waiting manhood. Then she moved excruciatingly slow, savoring every sensation. When Perry could no longer hold back, he grasp her hips encouraging her to move faster.
Finally, as he began running his hands up and down her shapely body she was so excited she gave in to his demands, and met him stroke for stroke. collapsed on top of him.
Breathing heavy he declared, "God Della, are you trying to kill me?"
"Oh, are we objecting to someone else being in the driver's seat, counselor? She asked her hazel eyes dancing.
"Well," he hesitated, "yes and no. If you keep up at this pace I may be old before my time."
Looking into those incredible blue eyes, Della Street Mason asked, "Isn't it nice that our married life is as exciting as our professional life?"
"I never doubted that," he told her. "It has been convincing you, my love."
Sitting up and brushing back her curls his wife announced. "I think it is time for some renegotiations."
Leaning up one elbow and raising his eyebrows the lawyer queried, "Oh, and what did you have in mind?"
"Actually," the lovely brunette chose her words carefully, "I was thinking it might be time to start wearing my wedding ring. In that way, I can wear my necklace and earrings, which I love"
Suddenly serious, Mason asked, "Are you sure Della? This isn't just the afterglow talking?"
Sliding her arms around his neck she said, "Darling, I love you so much and I am ready to move forward."
"So, I can announce what a lucky man I am?" He inquired cautiously.
Laughing, his bride went on to explain, "Whoa there Perry Mason, here is the caveat. We will admit we are married, if someone notices."
"You know Gertie will notice right away," he informed her.
"Of course, I expected that," she admitted "but if I ask her to keep it quiet she will. Although, it may cause her to explode."
Slightly disappointed Mason expressed, "It seems you aren't quite ready to have the world know."
"Sweetheart, can't we take it one step at a time? Let's see how people react."
"Della!"
"Perry!"
She always managed to get her way with him one way or another. "Alright," he conceded. "We'll do it your way for now."
Stretching languidly Della said, "Darling, I think you have given me the best anniversary present right now.
"No," he replied. "You have given me the best present, the future. So many years to look forward to with the person who is my heart and soul, my best friend, and the perfect partner in all things. I hope I haven't expressed this badly.
Snuggling into his arms Della said, "I think you expressed that just perfectly, my wonderful husband."
Fin