From Business Woman to Mountain Man's Wife (Closed for Ryanmo97 & dazed_11)

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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. Due to some great investments, he was able to make a lot of money and retire early. He build a cabin in the woods with all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. He also raised chickens and planted a garden for food. He only went to town once a week to get other food. He enjoyed his life but he missed having female companionship. So he put an ad in the personals ad of craigslist.

It read...
"Single Mountain Man seeks Single City Woman:

Man who has moved to the mountains about a year ago to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city is looking for a woman who's willing to join him in his new life in the mountains. Must be willing to give up her life in the city to join him in the mountains for a long term commitment. Must be willing to do whatever I say and be the mother of my children. e-mail me if interested..."

Ryan never thought in a million years he would ever get some successful business woman to willingly give up her life in the city to move out in the mountains to be his "wife"
 
Claire O'Donnell
Age:27
Height: 5'8
Weight: 150
Hair: Red
Eyes: green
Body: top hourglass type, size C breasts. Lean and soft body, doesnt work out often

Claire has achieved so much for someone her age, hurrily graduating college quickly with a degree in Finance. It has served her well, that and knowing the right people gaining her a position as the youngest CFO for a health and wellness company in New York. Which was fine, she had little family left other than a sister in the south. It was everything her parents had wanted for her, everything her hard work had led up to...

So why wasn't she happy? Claire didn't mind the work, not at all! But this was so different than school...being in charge of so many people, having to make company changing decisions. Her heart was tight with worry Monday through Friday, all throughout her well over 40 hour work week. Wasn't a large paycheck supposed to make up for the stress? Did this mean she was weak, incapable?

Perhaps a job search was in order. Something simple, though she didn't see herself actually responding to an ad. Funny, a CFO looking for a job on craigslist. It would surely be in the papers if she really quit her job for something trivial.

And yet...there it was. The answer to her prayers. It took days to decide, but how could Claire not? If this guy was serious, if he was safe...then it sounded perfect. If only...could this really be her future?

"Uh...hey. I'm emailing about your search on Craigslist. For someone to come live with you? Listen, I have a good job here. A great job actually, and if this is some kind of joke I don't appreciate it. I mean you sound like a creeper," she write with a smirk, biting her bottom lip. "But if it's not, if this is for real...I'm in. I hate living in the city, and I want to give this a shot." And...send.
 
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Ryan was a bit surprised to get a response. He never thought that anyone would answer. So he deiced to answer back and see what happened....

"It was nice to get your response to my ad. Honestly I never thought I would get anyone to answer my ad. Believe me this is no joke. This is 100% real. So, tell me what makes you want to give up your life and in the big city and move out to the mountains and be the 'Wife' of a man you never met?"
 
Claire again stared at the bright screen in front of her, curled up on the couch with s blanket draped over her lap. She wanted to be honest with him, and knew she would need to be if this insane idea was actually going to work.

"I've worked hard to get where I'm at, and my parents would be proud if they were still here. But...sir, I'm exhausted. I don't want everyone looking at me for answers on how money should be spent, or what we should invest in. But I'm the CFO, it's kind of my job! Panic attacks are becoming more frequent, and I'd be happier if
..this sounds silly, but if someone would just tell me what to do with my life. I'm not weak, I'm happy to work! But the idea of someone being in charge besides me? It sounds incredible. I would get a lot of pleasure just knowing I was making someone happy in every way."

Claire shifted, taking a sip tea before going on. "Besides. i'm too busy with work to ever actually date. And I'm too far up to date inside the company,it would just look bad. The idea of a family though...it's starting to sound really nice. Hey, what about you? Why not just buy a bride online or something, if you're so against actually dating?"
 
Ryan read over her reply. She sounded like him a year ago, sick of the rat race in the city. "I'm not really against dating. I'm just too far away from the city to date. I could buy a bride online but I don't think a mail order bride would like the life I lead. If you do decied to become my 'wife' you will have to cook, clean, and do whatever I say without question. You will also be the mother of my children. Are you willing to do all that?"
 
Claire nodded to herself with each demand. She could, and would do all of it. "My name is Claire O'Donnell. I'm 27, I hope that isn't too young. I...I want this. More than anything. I'll do anything and everything, just tell me when and I'll be there."
 
Ryan looked over Claire's response a couple of times. Then he sent his response. "Claire... What a pretty name and 27 is just fine. My name is Ryan Morris and I hope 35 isn't too old for you...

Since you are ready to join me. What I need to know from you now is your clothing measurements and shoe size... I would like to get you some new clothes to start your new life in.

You may join me in one week. That will give me time to get things ready. I live in the mountains near Lake Tahoe..." Then he gave her directions to get to his house from the airport in Reno." You don't need to bring much. Just bring any personal items and jewelry you want. And when you arrive I would like you to be wearing your nicest business suit with a skirt, stockings with a garter belt, nice high heels (No peep toes or sandals) and your nicest bra and panty set (no thongs or g-strings). Sound good?"
 
Claire blushed, reading the message twice before jumping up and running to her closet. As vague as he'd been in the initial ad, she was right in assuming past of this was...well, going to involve sex. He did mention kids, so it had to happen eventually. Her stomach was sick with jittery nerves. What did he look like? Was his house nice? She had never even seen mountains, much less lived near them.

A quick response was written after she'd purchased the plane ticket. One way, to Reno. Seeing it on the screen, it made everything scarily real. Still, she let him know what time she would be arriving in a taxi from the airport along with all measurements. He seemed paricular,but if he was giving her this kind of opportunity...he deserved to be. Right?

Claire thought the week would drag on, but for her the end came quickly. Her sister was sad to see her move, but since she was the only one aware of where Claire was going in the first place, she didn't complain much. Besides, Claire fed her a story to make it look like she actually knew the guy. The 21 year old sister would freak if she knew the real situation.

Her boss seemed even more upset. Even offered her a raise! Something Claire included in one of the few emails she sent Ryan during the week. Keeping contact made her feel better, even if it was just email.

But finally...the day arrived, and Claire hopped on the plane with one rolling suitcase and her best suit on. It was a grey pencil skirt that came to just above her knees, black stockings underneath. A matching grey jacket was over a blue button up top that showed just enough cleavage above her push up bra to let men know what she was hiding. What was beneath her shirt and skirt...he would have to wait and see for himself later. Her naturally red hair fell in waves down past her shoulders, a few locks covering one of her bright, excited eyes. She hadn't put much make-up on since it was such a long travel, but there was enough black eyeliner and mascara to make those eyes stand out even more than they already did.

The flight was too long, as was a taxi ride. She had given Ryan her number just in case, but so far things were going smoothly. Finally, finally they arrived. Claire stepped out of the taxi as the driver got her back, black heels finding grass beneath her. The way she walked in them, so easily and with grace, it was clear she was used to wearing heels. With a nervous sigh Claire bit her lip, unsure what to expect next...
 
Ryan smiled when he got the response from Claire. Ryan then went online and bought a bunch of clothes for her. He went around the cabin and did some straightening up. Ryan kept a clean home but he wanted it to be extra clean for his new 'wife'

He enjoyed getting the updates from her to know she was really coming. Soon it was the day Claire would arrive. He was wearing a white button up shirt, blue jeans and boots. He was in his office doing some work when he heard a car pull up outside his two story modern looking log cabin deep in the woods. He turned on the security camera and saw a very attractive woman in a nice business suit getting out of a taxi. He smiled. He stood up and walked to the front door. He opened the door and stepped out onto the covered porch that surrounded the first floor of the cabin. He walked to the steps and said, "Hello, you must be Claire... I'm Ryan... Nice to meet you..." He held out his hand to her.
 
Claire had just finished paying the driver when he came outside. Ryan Morris. Claire gave him a small nod and a firm handshake, hoping he didn't feel the slight tremble in her hands. "It's...it's nice to meet you too. I didn't expect- that is, when you think of ads on craigslist, you always assume they must look-" Claire laughed, putting her free hand on her hip. "You're hot. Really hot. Not what I expected at all."
 
Ryan could sense the small tremble in her hands as they shook hands. He laughed when she said he was hot, "Thank you... I must say you are very attractive as well... Let's go inside...Let me take your bag..." " Ryan took Claire's bag and they walked up the steps and went inside. Ryan opened the door for her and they walked right into the living room. The room was tastefully decorated, a flat screen TV, fireplace, a couple of couches and a few area rugs. "Would you like some coffee? I just made a fresh pot..."
 
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Her took her bag...a good first sign. Claire felt her shoulder muscles relax as they went inside. "Wow, the tv is definitely nicer than the one I have at home. Or
..my old home, I mean. She'd been living in an apartment flat, and was rarely home
Seemed silly to buy a big television.

"Hm? Oh, yes, please! Do you have any flavored creamer?" Claire followed right behind him, watching Ryan closely. He was relaxed, at ease. How, she had no idea.
 
Ryan smiled, "Sure... I have french vanilla." He took her to the kitchen. The kitchen looked very modern. There were oak cabinets all around. There was a large stainless steel refrigerator and a stainless steel double wall oven next to the door that lead to the laundry room and stainless steel dishwasher by the sink. The counter tops were all black marble. The island in the center of the kitchen had a cook top, a griddle and a grill. There was a bar on the other side of the island with a couple of stools. Ryan pulled out a stool for her and then went to get her some coffee... "I bet you didn't expect a place like this when I said I lived in a cabin in the woods..." He said with a smile.
 
"Oh my gosh. I've been dropped into a fairly tale. Hell no, I didn't think any of it would be so- so nice and new looking! Is this really mine? And for once I'll have time to cook dinner. I gotta say, this is incredible," she laughed, slipping onto the barstool, resting her elbows on the counter. "Er...can I take off my suit jacket? It's a little warm. Or maybe that's me being a little...you know. Nervous."
 
Ryan smiled as he brought her a cup of coffee... "Thank you..." He handed her the coffee and the bottle of creamer. He sat down on the other stool, "When I moved out here I wanted to get away from the hustle and bustle of the city... but not the modern conveniences. I have satellite TV, WiFi throughout the house and a bit outside too..." He took a sip of his coffee. When she asked if she could take her suit jacket off he said, "No... Not yet... In a moment...." he took another sip, "So... would you like a tour of the rest of your new home now or would you just like to sit and talk for a bit first?"
 
Claire flushed but nodded. At least he was't being a dick about it. Granted, she was obeying. A smirk came to her lips as she wondered just what would happen if she disobeyed. Perhaps one day she would find out, but it wouldn't be over something as small as a jacket. "The house. And we can talk as we go," she offered, slipping off the stool with her coffee mug between her hands.

"Do you have any family? Any pets, or friends around here?"
 
"Well unfortunately my parents passed away a few years ago." said Ryan as they walked out of the kitchen, "I have three sisters, all younger than me. The oldest thinks I'm crazy but the younger two think it's romantic... I don't have any pets or friends near by."

Ryan took Claire's hand and showed her the rest of the first floor. There was a small dinning area with a nice sized table that would comfortably seat 6. In the laundry room, was a new washer and dryer. The porch that went around the first floor had a swing that overlooked the back yard that housed a small greenhouse and a chicken coop. There was also a dirt path that headed into the woods. In the front yard there was a large three car garage. Back inside, he showed her his office. there wasn't much in there just his desk and a computer, some books on the shelves and a small TV hung on the wall. There was also a bathroom on the first floor.
 
"I'm sorry. About. Your parents. I don't have mine around either," Claire sympathized. Her heart skipped a beat when he took her hand, but she didn't pull away. It was warm. Nice. The house of course was more than she could hage imagined. The chickens were something new, definitely not something she'd spent time around. But the rest of it? Claire quickly came out of her shell, showing the excitement of the young child inside her with each new room.

"Ryan?" she murmured, taking the last sip of her coffee when they were finished. "Can I ask you something? How are we...supposed to start this? Being more than just friends or...whatever this is. Being...together. How?"
 
Ryan smiled when she asked how they were supposed to start their new relationship, "You'll see in just a few moments..." Ryan then took her upstairs. They walked down a hallway past four empty bedroom, "These will be for our children one day... For now, they are just guest rooms..." Each room was simply decorated and had a full sized mattress, a couple of wood dressers and nightstands. There was also another full bathroom.

They reached the end of the hall, and stood in front of a door. "This is our room..." Ryan opened the door and let Claire go first. It was simply decorated. There was wood paneling on the walls. A king sized four post with a couple of nightstands. There was also a big bay window, that over looked the forest at the side of the house. There was also a beautiful view of Lake Tahoe in the distance.

There were a couple of doors that led to walk-in closets. One was filled with his clothes the other was filled with clothes for her. There were all kinds of dresses, skirts, pants, shorts and tops. It was all very casual looking clothes. On the floor were many shoes ranging from sneakers to flats to 2" heels. There were no sandals or shoes with peep toes. Ryan opened the drawers of the dressers in the closet and showed her all kinds of matching bra and panty sets as well as other lingerie. and swimwear. But there were no thongs or g strings.

Ryan then took her to the bathroom. There was a large tub with jacuzzi jets and a good sized shower stall with frosted glass. There were two sinks that looked like old fashion wash bowls with drains in the middle and old fashioned faucets. The toilet tank was high up on the wall and used a chain to flush. Ryan then took her back into the bedroom. "So, what do you think of your new home?"
 
"Ryan, it's absolutely gorgeous. I'll be honest, this isn't what I'm used to. Not at all. I like it!" she quickly assured him, sitting down on the corner of the bed, "it's just overwhelming. I don't know what to do with myself," she laughed weakly, setting her cup down on the end table. "I don't feel like I deserve such a nice home, I didn't pay for a bit if this. You did it all." Claire smiled, glancing toward the closet again.
 
Ryan smiled, "Believe me, Claire you deserve all of this. Now, You asked me how we were going to start our new lives together and I'm sure you are wondering why I didn't want you to take your jacket off and why I had you wear your nicest suit up here?... Now, it's time to answer all those questions. To me, that suit is symbol of your old life. I would like you to slowly strip naked, then I want you to neatly fold your clothes into a pile with your shoes on top. Then, I want you to get on your knees in front of me, hand me your clothes and say, 'I, Claire, give my body to you as your wife. You, Ryan, are now my husband. I promise to love, honor, and obey you for the rest of our lives."
 
"W-what?" Claire stared at him with eyes wide, still sitting on the bed. She wanted to protest, but this apparently meant a lot to him. Besides, it was a good idea. The clothes part, anyway. As for the rest...

Claire stood, walking over to stand right in front of him. Her cheeks were stained with a deep blush, her deep red hair falling over her shoulders as she stripped the jacket off. He was watching her...but what else did she expect? She was his, including her body as he'd just stated.

Next was her shoes. She kept eye contact as she slipped the heels off, losing a couple inches of high. her long, slender fingers went to the blouse, painted fingernails working from the top button down. Pale, supple breasts were exposed within a red lace bra as she slipped the top off, letting it fall on her shoes. Her hands then went to her side as she unzipped her skirt, showing thr garter belt just as he requested attached to a matching pair of red lace panties. Still dressed in her underclothing Claire gathered up her clothing and folded them, placing the shoes on top. "You surely didn't mean completely nude...did you?"
 
Ryan smiled as he watched Claire strip. She was so beautiful and all his to enjoy. When she got down to her bra and panties she asked, :"You surely didn't mean completely nude...did you?"

Ryan nodded, "Yes, I did." he said, "Each piece of clothing part of your old life. You may keep on any jewelery."
 
Hm. Claire nodded, though, reaching behind to unclasp her bra. Her breasts bounced slightly as she slipped her arms out, letting the lace fall to the floor. What if he liked bigger breasts, or she wasn't skinny enough? Not that Claire was overweight, but she had curves at her breasts and hips. Models were like sticks, is that what he wanted?

Claire unclasped the garter attached to her stockings, stripping them off her legs. All that was left were her panties. With a deep breath the young woman hooked her thumbs in the sides of the lace, slowly sliding them down her smooth legs, past her knees, right to her ankles. The lack of clothing revealed a smooth, shaved area above her clit.

With a small groan of embarrassment Claire tucked her undies, bra, and stockings under the rest of her clothing, folded, and then slowly came to neal in front of Ryan.

"...I, Claire, give my body to you as your wife. You, Ryan, are now my...my husband. I promise to love, honor, and obey you for the rest of our lives," she said in a clear, though timid voice, avoiding eye contact. Still, she handed him the clothes, lips pressed together tightly.
 
Ryan smiled as he watched Claire removed the rest of her clothing. She was curvy, like a real woman. Just like he wanted. He could tell she was a bit embarrassed by the way she tried to avoid eye contact as she gave her vows to him.

He took her clothes and set them on the bed. Then he took her hands and helped her to her feet. He put a hand under her chin and turned he head so he could look her beautiful green eyes and said, "I, Ryan, Give my heart to you as your husband. You, Claire, are my wife. I promise to love, honor and protect you and our future children for the rest of our lives." Ryan then gave Claire soft kiss on the lips. "I'll be right back." Then, Ryan took Claire's old clothes and walked into her walk in closet.

He returned a short time later with a pile of new clothes folded similarly the pile of clothes that Claire gave Ryan. In the pile was a nice purple dress, it would reach a little above her ankles, had short sleeves and was cut low enough to show a modest amount of cleavage. There was also a purple satin and lace set of bra and panties, a purple satin and lace garter belt, white stockings, and a black pair of Mary Jane flats. He walked up Claire and handed her the clothes, "Every morning, I will choose what clothes you will wear that day. Here are you clothes for today..." He handed her the pile of clothes.
 
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