hands to her face as I whispered into her hair and ears. “It’s okay, honey, we’ll go slow. Just relax. I love you. You make me feel so good.”
“I’m so scared,” she whispered back.
I eased back in the bed and pulled her head against my shoulder. “It’s okay. Let’s rest a moment.” I continued to kiss her hair and caress her arm. Eventually her trembling stopped. I lifted her chin and in the moonlight was shocked to see her eyes closed. She was sleeping. I moaned from physical as well as emotional hurt. How could this be ? I moved to wake her, then thought better of it. We would be married for a long time. I’d have plenty of time to show her how beautiful physical love could be. The disappointment and frustration were too much for my tired mind and body. Exhaustion hit and I fell asleep. My final thoughts were of the sweet love to come.
*****
I woke to bright sunlight splayed across my face. It took me a few moments to realize where I was and remember that I was on my honeymoon. I reached out for Amy only to find myself alone.
“Good morning, sleepy head.” Amy put down the book she’d been reading.
My mood soured when I noticed she was already dressed for the day.
“I thought you would never wake up. I’ve already called room service for our breakfast. It should be arriving right about now.”
And sure enough a knock on the door announced its arrival.
Reluctantly I got out of bed and we ate our first breakfast together as man and wife. After breakfast I tried to get her interested in going back to bed, but she already had our agenda made out for the day. Her mother had told her where to go and what to see, so away we went.
We got back to the hotel early that evening. Although we were both tired, it had been a nice day and Amy seemed so happy and relaxed that I just knew everything would be fine that night. I was proud of myself for not being forceful on our first night together. We were both still unwinding from the big wedding. After dinner in the hotel dining room, we went for a swim. Seeing her in the one-piece suit that hid much of her skin, but accented her curves, really turned me on.
I sensed Amy’s withdrawal from conversation as we took the elevator back to our room. The door to our suite was hardly closed before she disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the sound of the shower. I needed to shed the salt water too and tried to open the door, again I found it locked. I called to her, but the roar of the water must have drowned out my words.
She came out from her shower as beautiful as the previous night. My shower only took a few minutes, but by the time I got to bed she was already sound asleep. My attempts to wake her elicited only sleepy mumblings. I gave up and went to sleep a very unhappy groom.
*****
The next morning, she was up, dressed and had breakfast ordered again. My mood was testy and short, but she didn’t ask why or even seem to notice. We left for more sightseeing and shopping. When I tried to talk to her about my frustration, she deftly changed the subject.
When we got back to the hotel that evening, I told her we had to talk. She agreed, but claimed to be starved and wanted to have dinner first. I had no appetite and noticed that neither did she. Not a word was spoken as we returned to our suite. As soon as the door closed, I began.
“Look honey, I don’t want to rush you or anything, but do you realize that we’ve been married a couple of days now and technically speaking we aren’t husband and wife yet.”
She twisted her hands nervously in her lap. “Of course we are. We became husband and wife the minute we said I do.” She made an attempt at a weak smile.
I was not smiling. “Amy, you know what I mean. What’s the matter, honey?”
“I told you the first night. I’m afraid.”
I reached out, gently took her hands in mine
“I’m so scared,” she whispered back.
I eased back in the bed and pulled her head against my shoulder. “It’s okay. Let’s rest a moment.” I continued to kiss her hair and caress her arm. Eventually her trembling stopped. I lifted her chin and in the moonlight was shocked to see her eyes closed. She was sleeping. I moaned from physical as well as emotional hurt. How could this be ? I moved to wake her, then thought better of it. We would be married for a long time. I’d have plenty of time to show her how beautiful physical love could be. The disappointment and frustration were too much for my tired mind and body. Exhaustion hit and I fell asleep. My final thoughts were of the sweet love to come.
*****
I woke to bright sunlight splayed across my face. It took me a few moments to realize where I was and remember that I was on my honeymoon. I reached out for Amy only to find myself alone.
“Good morning, sleepy head.” Amy put down the book she’d been reading.
My mood soured when I noticed she was already dressed for the day.
“I thought you would never wake up. I’ve already called room service for our breakfast. It should be arriving right about now.”
And sure enough a knock on the door announced its arrival.
Reluctantly I got out of bed and we ate our first breakfast together as man and wife. After breakfast I tried to get her interested in going back to bed, but she already had our agenda made out for the day. Her mother had told her where to go and what to see, so away we went.
We got back to the hotel early that evening. Although we were both tired, it had been a nice day and Amy seemed so happy and relaxed that I just knew everything would be fine that night. I was proud of myself for not being forceful on our first night together. We were both still unwinding from the big wedding. After dinner in the hotel dining room, we went for a swim. Seeing her in the one-piece suit that hid much of her skin, but accented her curves, really turned me on.
I sensed Amy’s withdrawal from conversation as we took the elevator back to our room. The door to our suite was hardly closed before she disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the sound of the shower. I needed to shed the salt water too and tried to open the door, again I found it locked. I called to her, but the roar of the water must have drowned out my words.
She came out from her shower as beautiful as the previous night. My shower only took a few minutes, but by the time I got to bed she was already sound asleep. My attempts to wake her elicited only sleepy mumblings. I gave up and went to sleep a very unhappy groom.
*****
The next morning, she was up, dressed and had breakfast ordered again. My mood was testy and short, but she didn’t ask why or even seem to notice. We left for more sightseeing and shopping. When I tried to talk to her about my frustration, she deftly changed the subject.
When we got back to the hotel that evening, I told her we had to talk. She agreed, but claimed to be starved and wanted to have dinner first. I had no appetite and noticed that neither did she. Not a word was spoken as we returned to our suite. As soon as the door closed, I began.
“Look honey, I don’t want to rush you or anything, but do you realize that we’ve been married a couple of days now and technically speaking we aren’t husband and wife yet.”
She twisted her hands nervously in her lap. “Of course we are. We became husband and wife the minute we said I do.” She made an attempt at a weak smile.
I was not smiling. “Amy, you know what I mean. What’s the matter, honey?”
“I told you the first night. I’m afraid.”
I reached out, gently took her hands in mine
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