And more than love, this might last.

Larry was true to his choice in the mountains. When he got back he went into the office and started unwinding his ownership and partnership.

His choice was not well received, and when they heard that he was retiring to enjoy life with his new lover, the reaction was poor. The other partners suggested cutting back on work or taking a vacation, but they were of the honest belief that any one of a thousand escorts he could have would perform the same service to him.

The did not understand that the sex was amazing, the best he had ever had, but that it went far deeper than just sex.

Larry finally agreed to cut back to consultations in the office, a few hours a week, agreeing to keep his name on the company name as a ceremonial partner. He would stay part-time least until a proper exit plan could be devised, and the loss of the customers most loyal to him personally could be limited.

Where he had earned a good deal more than a million per year before, sometimes several million depending on profits, he would under this arrangement be considered a part-time consultant on a leave of absence from his regular duties as founder and named partner.

The firm would maintain his housing allowance and business-related transportation, and he agreed to take meetings and phone calls when needed with his own set of customers.

Through the first months of this transition, Larry spent less time at the office than at any point in his adult life. Workdays became a four-hour affair, counting work lunches, starting late in the morning, and ending in the early afternoon. Weekends now stretched from Friday to Monday, as Larry dove into his relationship with Vixxen with all he had.

His diet improved, as she prepared healthier food for them, and he started to work out with her, do yoga with her, and started to learn classical dance as well, in trying to share her passions.

Larry started to put muscle on his frame and felt healthier than he had in years, and all of the cardio he put in fucking Vixxen didn't hurt.

Vixxen also tried to share Larry's passions, but it really just meant spending more time outdoors. Larry had worked a lot but did enjoy camping, horseback riding, and fishing.

They had breakfast every day, dinner every day, had some form of sex every day, they went at each other like a new married couple.

Larry was big about health and had Vixxen go into get checked out as he did. Her health was in good shape, and he privately asked his doctors about her reproductive health. He found that it was possible to repair the damage she had described, that it was just costly.

It had been a cost a poor teenager could not hope to pay, and one her ex-husband had been too frugal to consider. Larry was willing to pay the cost, any cost for her health, and discussed it with Vixxen one night. "If you want to have children, there might be a way," Larry said to her as he held her after sex one afternoon.

Vixxen was taken aback, such an idea had never been brought up to her, not even once by any doctor. "How?" She asked, "They told me it could not happen, ever."

"It is just a matter of money, I think your doctors when you were young knew you could not afford it," Larry replied. "And I am told they probably knew when you and Mason were trying for kids, but never mentioned it."

What the fuck? Had Mason known and told them to withhold the information? That motherfucker.

Larry could see it was upsetting the beautiful young woman, "Darling, that is in the past, why don't we concentrate on our future? You don't have to do it, you don't even have to talk to them about it, or you can, but money is no longer an issue with this. Only if you want to have it done, or not have it done."

Vixxen was stunned, her past kept coming back, but this wonderful man didn't seem to care, he seemed to only see her for who was in his arms right now, and like nobody else.

That was the last time they ever discussed her ex-husband. Mason had moved to Texas and was running an office there, and Larry would soon be out of the business, having made all the money he could need for a lifetime.

It turned out that Larry had come from money, his parents were both gone, and there had been a sizable estate. He made a lot, but he had his parent's old real estate holdings and a lot of money on the market. He had kept working as a lawyer for the fun of it, he had not needed the money for a long while.

And selling his portion of a very profitable and very large New York City law firm was going to add to the pile, it was going to add a lot to the pile.

In the months that followed Vixxen had a procedure at an exclusive clinic in New York, then a follow-up procedure. They made no promises, but after two or three weeks of rest from sex, and a couple of months of internal healing, childbearing might now be possible. They made no promises, but they did give Vixxen hope she had not had since she was a teenager.

The break from sex lasted a little under two weeks, but they just could not wait, they were just more gentle about it than normal.

The two of them enjoyed life, to the fullest extent possible. Larry brought Vixxen on a sailboat tour of the Mediterranean, with a close tour of the French Riviera.

They spent two weeks in San Fransisco enjoying the town and the surrounding sights. And when Vixxen was more rested they went on a Ski Trip in the Alps. They started spending almost as much time traveling as staying home.

After a month-long stay in the city, with Larry spending a bit more time in the city, they went on a vacation to Paris, to take in the old romantic city for all it was worth.

On one of the first nights in Paris, after a long bout of passionate lovemaking on the balcony of their hotel suite overlooking the Arc de Triomphe, Larry put sat beside his loverly woman and did his best to open his heart to her.

"Nothing is as it was for me Vixxen, nothing," Larry began. "All I did was do my work, make money I didn't need, and spend time with men I didn’t like and women I didn't love."

"All of that changed the night I met you at my pool party, nothing in my life has been the same since." Larry continued. "There has been nobody else since, and there will never be anyone else again. You darling have ruined me for anyone else for the remainder of my days."

Vixxen was touched, she knew he was a loving man, but this was poetic.

"If you will have me, I would love to do my best to earn your love for the rest of my life Vixxen," Larry continued, falling to one knee, in the cool Paris air, naked on their balcony. "I love you, I need you, and I will stand by your side no matter what if you will have me."

He reached under a nearby pillow and produced a jewelry box, opening it to show an engagement ring the likes of which Vixxen had never seen.

"Will you marry me Vixxen?" Larry asked.

Larry almost dropped the box when she tackled him in a hug, he was in better shape than he had been in, but she was still strong.

Vixxen wept happy tears, unable to control her emotions, or even to answer as she smothered her man in a strong hug.

Finally, she leaned back and managed to say yes, and then he put the ring on her finger, and she almost threw her fiance into the bedroom and fucked him harder than she had anyone in her life.

They barely wore clothing for the rest of that trip, Vixxen being in near-perfect physical condition didn't bother to put on clothing to answer the door for room service, or for the occasional noise complaint. Of course, hotel security was forgiving when the tall and statuesque beauty opened the door naked.

It was without question the best time of her life, and it was also the best time of Larry's life. They loved each other far more than just for the sex, but amazing sex was a great thing anyway.

One night just before they came home, Vixxen was in Larry's arms and decided to finally talk to him about something that had bothered her, but that she kept to herself to not risk their relationship.

"The first night we were together, you told me you liked to watch women suck dick, and other men, not just you," Vixxen replied. "And not long after I moved in you suggested I go get a massage, where a beautiful blonde performed oral sex on me as a part of the massage experience."

Larry cocked an eyebrow, unsure of where this was going.

"Ingrid was very good, but I only went the one time, and you have never asked me to do anything with anyone else," Vixxen continued, trying to carefully craft what she said next. "If that is what you want, I will do whatever I have to to make you happy, I just want to know where we stand. Are we exclusive? Are we open? What are we going to be about here?"

Larry smiled and gently laughed. "Oh my sweet darling, we are exclusive," he replied, drawing a sweet smile from his beautiful fiance. "The massage from Ingrid, and the extra at the end was to help you to relax, as we were not really a thing at the time, and I thought you might need some release."

"And I was a different man then, I enjoyed your company, but I did not know you yet," Larry continued. "I avoided close relationships for a long time, I enjoyed women and I enjoyed my share of sharing partners, I did enjoy watching women I was with giving another man a blowjob."

Vixxen was unsure of where he would go. She knew he might want to get back into that one day, and she would for him, but she didn't want to.

"But not you darling, never you," Larry continued. "Just you and me kid, for all of our days, nobody else. No more Ingrid, no more of anyone else." He reached down and held the hand which now wore his ring. "With this, with you, I am giving up anyone and everyone else, for all of my days."

Vixxen kissed her fiance and settled into his arms, contented and happy. Healthier than in years, and unafraid of tomorrow. It felt really good.