My boyfriend proposed — but the ring I’d waited for comes with one condition

Welcome to How I Do It, the series in which we give you a seven-day sneak peek into the sex life of a stranger.

This week we hear from Holly*, 30, from Birmingham who got engaged to her boyfriend of four years, Matt*, this summer.

The pair typically have sex three times a week, and they’re currently house-hunting, hoping to buy their first home together.

Holly, who works in marketing, said: ‘I was over the moon when he finally asked me to marry him, because I’m really ready to start a family with him, and I wanted to be husband and wife before we had children.

‘I think we’ll get married in the winter next year, as I don’t want to hang around, and then we can start the next chapter of our lives together.’

Holly says they ‘enjoy routine’ when it comes to sex, but try to keep things interesting too.

‘We don’t want things to get stale, so I always try and suggest something slightly different if we’ve got some quality time together.

‘I like that we are both comfortable enough to try a new position and it’s not awkward or embarrassing if it doesn’t work or feel great.’

Without further ado, here’s how Harry got on this week…

The following sex diary is, as you might imagine, not safe for work.

Wednesday

It’s a long day in the office today, so I’m pretty tired when I get home.

Matt worked from home, so he’s in the home office when I walk through the door, and I give him a quick kiss before hopping in the shower.

About half-way through, he pops his head around the curtain and playfully places his hand on my breast, telling me I look hot, before disappearing to go and watch TV.

I join him and we immediately start chatting food options for our wedding. We both got bonuses this year, and my parents are contributing £10,000. His parents are giving us some money towards the honeymoon.

He says he wants chips and coca cola served at 11pm for guests who start to get hungry, and while it’s not the classy offering I wanted after the meal, I bite my tongue.

Later, we head to bed, kissing each other goodnight and rolling over.

Thursday

Again I’m at work and Matt is in the office too, so we’re both shattered when we get home.

He’s in a bad mood, which happens when he’s tired,so I leave him to it and make pasta for dinner.

We sit down to eat and he tells me that he doesn’t want to go 50/50 on the mortgage payments when we buy a house, because he’s putting in £10,000 more into the deposit than me. He currently owns his own home, but when we get a new place, he wants to pay more each month, so he owns more of it than I do.

I’m taken aback for a minute, mainly because it’s important to me that I have as much of a stake in the house as he does, and I didn’t think he’d mind putting a little more towards it in the beginning.

I tell him I need to think about it because I don’t want to get upset say something I don’t mean. I go pretty quiet for the rest of the evening, I don’t want to cry.

As we’re getting into bed he asks what’s wrong, getting annoyed at me because I’m being less chatty than usual. I tell him I’m upset about the house, but he won’t budge.

He tries to spoon me, but I move away and turn off the light.

Friday

I’m at work and in a good mood today because it’s the Christmas party. We all wear Christmas jumpers and play games in the office, exchanging Secret Santa and having a laugh.

In the evening I head out with everyone to the venue where we all get pretty drunk, and Matt messages to say he’s waiting up for me.

Despite our argument last night, that makes me smile, I know he cares deeply about me, we just have slightly different outlooks on money. Either way, when I get in I don’t want to think about the upset of yesterday, pulling him in for a loaded kiss. I’m tipsy but not drunk, and I’m in the mood.

He smiles and runs up to the bedroom as I follow behind, immediately turning to take off my dress when we reach the bed. He fumbles with the zip and I laugh, but soon we’re both naked and he’s going down on me.

This is a prerequisite to all our good sex. I love that I feel worshipped and wanted, and soon I’m orgasming, before pulling him up to me.

He thrusts inside me and groans, it’s been a few days since we did it, and that reconnection feels amazing. We do missionary for about 10 minutes before I get on top. I enjoy being in control this way, and ride him until he finishes.

I fall on the bed beside him and he kisses me on the forehead, telling me he missed me and that he loves me. In that moment, all my worries fade away.

Saturday

We have a slower start than usual because I have a bit of a headache, so Matt brings me a tea in bed.

He sits down next to me and brings up the house situation again, and I sigh, not wanting to get into it. To my surprise he says that he’s happy to go 50/50 on the mortgage with me.

It comes with a catch that if the worst was to ever happen (which he stresses he doesn’t think it will) he would like the option of being the one to keep the house, or he’d like me to pay him the difference.

I hate conversations like this because I’m marrying him with no intention of splitting, but if we’re being realistic no one plans to get divorced, so I understand him wanting to have these chats.

I end up agreeing, but I also know that we plan to have children, and he’s not the kind of guy that would leave his family high and dry, even if we did split up.

We’re good at compromise in our relationship when it comes to the big things, and that’s something that makes me so sure we’re going to last, even if we bicker like mad.

We spend the rest of the day with friends at the pub before having a quiet Saturday night in watching the second Avatar film. It’s a bit boring if you ask me, but we cuddle and it’s nice to chill out together.

He puts his hand down my trackies and begins to finger me, something I didn’t expect but happily enjoy. We start making out and soon I get on top and give him oral on the sofa.

I’m not in the mood for full blown sex, but I’m keen to make him feel good. I love feeling like I have him in the palm of my hand. He doesn’t take long to finish, and we clean up before watching the rest of the movie and heading to bed.

Sunday

It’s Park Run time. We both did a marathon this year and we aren’t letting our fitness levels drop, so it’s a 5k in the cold mist this morning.

I find it really attractive that Matt is so fit and takes care of himself, and it inspires me to do the same, especially with the wedding coming up.

Once we get home we both hop in the shower together. We don’t have sex but I think it brings us closer together, and I even get a little shoulder rub while he washes my back.

He’s knows I love that, and in that moment I’m really content.

After, we get into comfy clothes and settle down to finalise our guest list for the wedding. In the evening we settle down and order a curry, watching Yellowstone and heading to bed at a sensible time.

Monday

I feel strangely refreshed heading to the office today, and I’m the first home.

Matt gets home about an hour later and he’s had a very long day, saying he wants me to make him feel better.

We head upstairs and I tell him I want to try reverse cowgirl for the first time. It might sound strange that we’ve never done it, but I enjoy eye contact during sex, so it’s never been at the top of my list.

Today though, I’m feeling a little naughtier. I use a little lube before getting on top and facing away from him. His groaning telling me he likes what he sees.

The sensation feels much fuller and I’m immediately obsessed with it, moving my hips and getting off on how much he loves it. He doesn’t last long, over-excited by something new, and he finishes, laughing at how amazing it felt.

I didn’t finish though, so he uses his fingers to bring me to orgasm and it’s pretty incredible. I love that we are still exploring new things four years in.

Tuesday

I’m working from home, so I sit in my dressing gown and slippers and tap away on my laptop in front of the TV.

In quiet moments, I do a bit more wedding planning, searching for the bridesmaids dresses I want and coming up with a colour scheme, I’m thinking navy blue.

I send Matt a picture of some options but he hasn’t the first clue what he’s looking at. He simply says, ‘looks nice’ and goes about his day.

At least we won’t bicker over outfits.

He gets home early and we have steak and chips for dinner, trying to decide on a honeymoon location. I’d been thinking about Barbados but he says we should do the Maldives, and even offers to plan it all so I have a little surprise.

I’m beaming at this suggestion. I love when he takes things off my plate, and who wouldn’t want to go to one of the most romantic locations on earth.

It just confirms I’m marrying my person, and that none of our little arguments matter if he’s trying to make me feel special.

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