covers down and crawled into bed.
"Dear Lord, I ask you to guide me as I begin a new journey in my life. I’ve always wanted to be a wife and mother, but perhaps I didn't think it through. I have to admit, I'm afraid. Roscoe is such a large man, and I'm so tiny compared to him. Please help me to know what to do. Amen" I opened my eyes and Roscoe was watching me from the doorway.
"You pray a lot, don't you?"
"Yes, I find it calms me when I'm afraid. I see you shaved off that awful beard."
"I would have shaved sooner, but as I said, I’ve been pretty busy. I was going to be all cleaned up and looking spiffy to meet you when you came in on the train, but that calf just wouldn’t get born without my help. You have no reason to be afraid of me, Rose. I wouldn't hurt you for all the world. That's a promise." I patted the bed beside me. Roscoe walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Please blow out the lamp."
He leaned over and blew out the lamp. I felt the mattress sink in as he stretched out beside me. My heart was thumping so hard I was sure he could hear it. I thought it might jump right out of my chest.
“I don’t know what to do.”
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about anything. I’ll show you what you need to know. First, let’s take off our clothes.”
“I couldn’t do that.”
“It’s perfectly natural for what we’re about to do. We’re husband and wife and should be able to share every aspect of our lives, and that includes our bodies.”
I very slowly sat up in bed and pulled my nightgown over my head. I felt Roscoe moving beside me removing his clothes.
As I lay back down, I felt him turn on his side.
“Is it alright if I touch you and kiss you?”
“I guess.”
He leaned over me and his breath mingled with mine as he pressed his lips to mine. His lips were soft and sweet tasting. Nothing like I had imagined. There was a little tingle deep inside my body, like nothing I had ever felt before. He raised up.
“Did you like that?”
“Very much, can we do it some more?”
He pressed his lips against the tender skin of my neck. It sent a thrill through my body. I felt dizzy and weak as a kitten. My body felt like liquid as his hands explored.
His lips stifled my moan as they covered mine. I wanted more. Of what I didn't know. I just knew I wanted more of what he was doing.
“Just relax, darling and let go. I promise you’ll like it.”
He kept kissing lower and lower. I reached down and stopped him from going any lower.
“You don’t have any reason to be afraid, sweetheart. Anything between a man and wife is sanctioned by God. It’ll be alright.”
I released his head as his hands and mouth explored my body, I felt an explosion inside. It was such a glorious feeling I cried out. His hands and mouth introduced me to places and feelings I didn't know existed. Goosebumps covered my body as he moved lower.
“Please, don’t stop.”
“I won’t stop unless you want me to.”
He raised up and placed himself above my body.
“This may hurt a little, so try to relax. I’ll be as gentle as I can.”
There was a sharp pinprick of pain. He stilled himself and when he felt my body relax from the pain he started again. I thought what he did before was glorious, what he was doing now was divine. I understood at this moment, why God made a man and a women different. I screamed from the pleasure of completion. As far as me being afraid of his size. His size was perfect.
He rolled off me onto his side. We were both breathing hard.
“Was it alright for you?” he asked.
“I never imagined anything could feel so good. No, not good. Great. Was it alright for you? Did I please you?”
“You pleased me beyond measure. I’m so glad you answered my ad for a bride. I’ve been alone for so long, I didn’t know what I was missing. Thank you my sweet red Rose for being my wife.”
He drew the covers up over both of us, then pulled me against his body, my head cradled on