A warm breeze blew in through the open window of the luxurious hotel room. Lily breathed in the fragrant Hawaiian air, and thought about the last few days. She had had a beautiful wedding, and was married to the man of her dreams. And here she was, on her wedding night, finally away from the loud, well-meaning dotings of her family, and her congratulatory friends. She could not wait to begin this amazing week with her new husband, Damon.
Lily took one more glance at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a pretty pink and white lace bra with matching panties and white heals. Her dark wavy hair blew softly against her shoulders. She had taken a blossom from the lea she had received when they arrived. She placed it carefully in her hair. She could not wait to take everything off and make love to her husband, who waited for her in the bedroom, but she wanted his first glance at her to be perfect, a moment he would never forget. This would not be their first time making love, but it would be their first time together has man and wife. It felt like a new beginning.
Lily opened the door to the bedroom and noticed Damon standing by the balcony in his black boxer-briefs. She took a step forward, and hearing her shoes against the marble floor, he turned his heard. He saw her, and a look of awe spread across his face.
"You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he said. Lily smiled and walked towards him.
"And you're the most beautiful man I've ever seen." She met him by the sliding glass doors, and they put their arms around each other, feeling the warm breeze against their naked skin. "Can you believe we are finally married?"
"It's the most wonderful feeling." Damon smiled and kissed Lilly softly on her pink, parted lips. As they kissed, Damon reached up and slowly unsnapped each tiny eyelet of Lily's bra. He pulled it off. He touched her smooth, round breasts, and found her nipples aroused. He massaged them gently, and felt his wife's body responding as she kissed him harder and pulled him close to her body.