In fairytales they always say something like, 'The night flew by swiftly as I lay cradled in my lover's arms'. I wish that I could tell you that's how it was for me. However, during that first night that we spent together as husband and wife I barely slept at all. The events of the day had my head swirling. After all, I had just become a wife. Secondly, I had just been introduced to womanhood. Is it any wonder that I couldn't make myself relax enough to fall into a slumber?
After we had made love for the very first time, I was more than content to simply lie there in Jack's arms. Neither of us dared to speak for the longest time. As the silence deepened, I began to wonder if I had done something wrong. Was Jack disappointed in me? Was there something else that I was supposed to have done? I thought that he had enjoyed himself, but now I started to have all kinds of little doubts.
Finally, Jack turned to me and said, "Do you want to know something Mrs. Hawthorne?" There was a pause while I looked at him expectedly. "All of my life I have been dreaming about what we just did." There was another pause during which I thought I was going to burst. "But, that was so much better than anything I ever could have imagined!"
We both broke into giggles. You have to remember – this was 1941. That's about as racy a conversation that a man and woman would have had at the time. I was so relieved that I felt like was going to cry. I reached up and tenderly stroked the side of his face and whispered, "I love you, Jack."
With that, Jack leaned down and kissed me. It was without a doubt the sweetest, most tender kiss that I had ever had and I felt myself melting. As we continued kissing I could feel him growing excited once more.
Oh, my lord! He didn't want to do it again already, did he?
I didn't know what to do. I still felt pretty sore down below. On the other hand, what kind of wife would I be if I refused my husband on our first night together?
I thought about how using my hand on him earlier had seemed to make him feel really good. Maybe this would be enough to satisfy him again? I inched my hand down his side slowly. I could hear his breathing change as he must have guessed my intention. Finally, I slipped my hand between us and took his hardening shaft in my hand. This time it felt much more slippery than the last, as he was now coated in out combined juices.
I made sure to grip it just the way he has showed me earlier. Jack let out with a deep moan as I began to slowly stroke him. Seeing his entire body responding to my touch was such a turn on. It made me feel so good to know that I could give him such pleasure. He placed his big hand over my breast and squeezed it. Not too hard; and I felt a tingle spreading throughout my body.
I tried to keep up a steady rhythm as my hand worked up and down his length, but my arm started to get very tired. Jack's hand moved from my breast down between my legs once more. My body stiffened at the thought of him putting his finger in me when I was still so sensitive inside. Thankfully, his finger barely penetrated my opening. I was still pretty wet down there from our earlier lovemaking and Jack tenderly spread our combined juices all over. I gave a small jump when his finger grazed my clitoris. Jack must have noticed it too because he concentrated his ministrations to that particular area.
I had to make myself concentrate on stroking Jack's member. The pleasure that he was inducing inside me with his fingers made that increasingly more difficult. Without even realizing it, I had begun to thrust my hips against his hand – seeking even more of that incredible feeling.
