Were A Wonderful Wife Ch 06

We're a Wonderful Wife

Chapter 06

Mrs. A1C Campbell

The morning after their wedding, Don and Lanh woke up at three thirty and made beautiful, delicate love. In their breathless post coital euphoria Lanh murmured "I'm torn,"

Don immediately panicked; he was convinced that she meant his enthusiastic love making hurt his virgin bride. "Oh God, I'm sorry, should we go to the ER?" The ER is a half hour drive away in Bemidji!

"Silly," she put a reassuring hand on his cheek, "I'm emotionally torn, we could have been having sex two years ago, look at all the fun we missed!"

"I don't know," said Don as he pulled his new wife close. "I don't think I could have handled it two years ago, and just imagine your dad if he found that his baby girl was knocked up by a C minus student!"

"He would have shit," giggled Lanh.

"And your mom! Mai would have cut my balls off and stuffed them down my throat."

"Oh silly!" Lanh snuggled up to her husband, "She would not have done that."

"How can you be so sure?" said Don as he kissed the top of her head and luxuriated in the feel of her naked flesh against his.

"Because my brothers wouldn't have left that much of your body intact."

"That's very comforting to know."

"I wonder if they knew what we were doing in the hayloft," sighed Lanh as she thought back to their afternoons and evenings spent exploring each other's bodies and trying out Kim-ly's suggestions while trying desperately to maintain their virginity. "I'm going to miss that."

"Hey, just because we're married, a handjob in the hayloft isn't off our menu. We can still play "slap and tickle" as dad calls it."

Lanh smiled and thought of their future on the farm surrounded by a half dozen sons and daughters, and all the grandchildren! Working together until they turn the farm over to their kids. "Will you still want blowjobs when we're seventy?"

"If I don't want a blowjob when I'm seventy, then bury me, all those other signs of life are false readings."

After a quick pillow fight, they got up to help with the morning milking, but they found that Cliff was there with Ralph, and Ralph said, "Go back to bed, Cliff is working here for the rest of the summer." So, they headed up to the hay loft to start cleanup, but they found it was mostly done. All the chairs and tables were folded up and neatly stacked, and the garbage bagged and hauled to the dumpster that they had rented.

They walked down to the big tent and as the sun started coming up and it too was in the same condition, even the big, elevated platform that their table was on was taken down, the sections were neatly stacked awaiting pickup from the tent rental company. "What the heck happened last night?" was on both of their minds. Suddenly they heard a camper door closing and they stepped out of the tent where they found Don's cousins Geoff, Heather, and Billy Odegaard sitting on folding chairs sipping coffee from plastic coffee cups, an old, enameled percolator was on a Coleman stove next to their big RV.

"Morning," said Geoff raising his coffee cup to the newlyweds. "Cuppa joe?"

As Heather poured Don and Lanh cups of coffee, Heather gave Lanh a sideways glance and said, "Shouldn't you guys be fucking or something like that?"

Billy almost passed coffee out his nose from restrained laughter, but Lanh proudly said, "We were up at three taking care of that."

To the surprised cousins Don just shrugged and said, "We're new at this, we need to get the timing down."

"You really are virgins?" asked Heather in shock.

"Not anymore!" said Lanh proudly, and she started whispering to Heather about their ride back to the pond on the John Deere.

"So, what happened here last night?" Don asked Billy and Geoff. "We expected there to be about a full day's work to clean it up."

"That cop that was running the bar last night arranged it," grinned Geoff.

"Yeah," said Billy, "when he shut off the taps at one AM, he asked if anyone would be interested in an after party with free beer. About twenty people or so said yeah, so they had a clean-up party. You can't believe how fast a place can get cleaned up if there's beer on the line."

"So, where's the honeymoon?" asked Geoff.

"We didn't really have any plans, we want to save all of our money because we don't know what my orders are going to be like after basic training," said Don. "But Grumpy Ode gave Lanh the keys to his cabin."

"NO!" gasped Billy. Apparently, Grandpa Ode never gives the keys to his private realm away for any reason. "Permanent?"

Don and Lanh looked at each other. Eventually Lanh said, "I don't know, he didn't say."

Heather just laughed, "That ol' boy cracks me up." Unlike most of the Odegaard family, beautiful, tiny Heather wasn't cowed by the grumpy old patriarch. "I'll go ask him later, I've got The Duty today." The Duty she mentioned is an agreement that many of the Odegaard grandchildren have to check up on Grumpy Ode and Hilde at some time during the day and help with any chores around the house. "By the way, I hope you got a freezer, we have some meat left over."

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After packing their bags, the newlyweds headed out to Grumpy Odie's cabin on Lost Long Lake. Don explained to Lanh on the drive out that there's no real standards for the names of the over eleven thousand lakes in Minnesota, so there's lots of Long Lakes, several Lost Lakes, and even a few Long Lost Lakes, but there's only one Lost Long Lake. "It probably has a real name that appears on the map, but we call it Lost Long Lake," said Don. "The nice thing about the cabin is that it's close enough to Grant Valley that you can drive into town if you need anything or if you have to go to work."

Last night, when they realized how exhausted they were at the wedding dance, they slipped out during the Chicken Dance and retreated to their apartment. There he carried her across the threshold and undressed her, then they did what she had been aching to do for well over a year; they fell asleep in each other's arms wearing only their wedding rings. When they arrived here at the cabin Don intended to carry her across the threshold just like he did back at the farmhouse last night.

"He gave you the key, you unlock it," said Don as they stood on the porch of the large cabin. It was still early in the day, before noon on a cool, cloudy spring day, in just a few hours they would be celebrating 24 hours of marriage.

Lanh giggled nervously, she was sure her husband was up to something, but she pulled the keys out of her purse and unlocked the door. The moment the door swung open, Don dropped the bags he was carrying and scooped her up in his arms and carried her into the cool dark interior of the cabin. "Ah HA! The tables have turned Dragon Lady, it is now I who have YOU just where I want you. Welcome to my lair!"

She squealed and laughed, she wanted to cry out "Unhand me you fiend!" but she had a case of the giggles and couldn't get the words out.

He carried her into the dark interior of the cabin where he set her down on the floor then crouched down suddenly and yanked her shorts and panties to her ankles, then rose up, and as he did, he scooped her back up, flipped her upside down and holding her inverted to his chest he attacked her pussy with his lips and tongue.

She was about to demand to be put down, but she remembered best advice she received from her mother, she and Lanh sat down on her bridal bed just before the ceremony and said "

Em yêu

, your husband may ask for something you will think is strange in the bedroom. There is no sin between you if there is love and respect, so give it a try before saying no. Sometimes you will find something you genuinely enjoy," she said in the same tone of voice that she would use when advising a child that they would soon get over their cold. "And don't be afraid to ask him for something you would like to try too. Never forget, he can't read your mind and men don't take hints." Unknown to Lanh, Mai had the same talk with Don earlier, she often felt the need to step in as a mother to him.

And now hanging upside down, the blood rushing to her head, her arms clutching Don's waist out of fear, he began to rapidly bring her to orgasm. Being held like this is scary, but with Don's lips and tongue at her pussy driving her quickly to a surprise orgasm it's truly exciting.

She crossed her ankles and now realized she had him in a scissor lock, the tables had turned again! she thought. She was able to undo his buckle and open his jeans and his cock sprung out, harder than she has seen in the past and she began to suckle on the head of his cock as her hands returned to her grip around his waist.

Just the rush of having him savagely attacking her pussy and clit in a strange fashion in front of an open door began to set her off, her cries of ecstasy were muffled by the cock in her mouth. They've tried 69 before, never standing like this, but for her it was always unsuccessful. Don was so good at driving her to a climax with his tongue that she was afraid of biting him when she lost control, which she always did. Lose control that is, she's never bit him... not to her knowledge.

To keep from biting him as he drove her higher and higher to ecstasy, she used his cock to "brush her teeth." It's kind of like a pussy glide, but with her mouth. She was stroking her front teeth up and down the length of his cock, stroking the sensitive underside of his cock with the smooth front surfaces of her teeth while her lips were brushing against it also, which drove Don out of his mind faster than a pussy glide or a blowjob.

He stopped and switched tactics, he swung her off of his shoulders, and flipped her again, and next thing she knew, she was laying on her back on the hard wooden floor, her ankles tangled in her panties and shorts. He pulled off her left sneaker then pulled her panties and shorts off of her left leg then Don pushed her knees apart and crawled up between them and lowered his hips. Lanh reached down between their bodies and for the first time guided a cock to her pussy and into herself. She missed at first and the head of his cock brushed against her clit causing sparks of erotic fire to sparkle through her groin, so she wiggled his cockhead up and down against her clit. God this felt good! She could picture masturbating herself to orgasm this way by just rubbing her clit with the big spongy head of his cock. But more awaited so she relented and lined him up with her vagina and actually had to ask him to start.

She looked into his eyes and saw passion, but also concern, he was worried about hurting her as he gently pushed forward. "Now... please... I won't break," she whispered, and placed her heels on his ass and pushed, urging him to fuck her.

Don lowered his hips, pushing his cock into her inexperienced pussy. She felt like a bug, pined to a display mat as his cock drove into her and she whimpered, both in pain and pleasure as his cock tunneled into her, spreading her vagina and delving deep. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she opened her mouth to moan but nothing came out. Soon he was fully into her. She squinted at him her infamous "Dragon Lady" persona came to the forefront. "Now I have you agent double oh seven and five eighths. Now you will proceed to fuck me, and you will be... OOOOHHHH!!!"

Don had eased his cock out, then slid it back in, all seven and five eighths' inches, until his groin pressed against her bare clit... then again... and again... and Don realized that he was no longer in control of his actions. He was fucking his teenage bride with all the force and passion he could muster, and he was incapable of slowing down. "Oh

cô dâu của tôi!

(My bride) I can't..." his attempted warning was strangled in his throat. The feel of her hot, buttery flesh sliding over his sensitive cock as he pummeled his darling was too much for him to handle. His excitement brought on by their playful sexy game caught the teenager off guard and soon Don was pounding into Lanh as hard as he could.

Lanh was in heaven; this is what she dreamed of ever since she started reading the "sex advice" columns in Kim-ly's women's' magazines. The floor was uncomfortable, he was on her hair, her clothes were tangled, her pussy was aching from the stretching, and it felt sooooo good! Don's cock pounded into her over and over, harder and faster with each stroke, she was so close to cumming when suddenly Don's head reared back, and he roared, and he was cumming in his beautiful bride even before he realized it.

He groaned loudly as his cock jerked and throbbed inside of her, splashing his sperm against her cervix, she was sad that she didn't cum but after their gentle predawn loving this morning, she was still sated, and aching. He lowered gently on to his elbows, covering her body with his and kissed her gently as his orgasm slowly subsided. "I'm sorry," he said as they cuddled on the hard wooden floor.

"For what?"

"You didn't cum."

Dragon Lady Lanh looked her husband of twenty hours in the eyes. "It's not a numbers game, and if it were, I'd be in the lead, eight to four."

He paused for a moment, then laughed, "But who's counting." He rolled off of her and lay at her side while his fingers reached for her pussy and began to gently massage her clit.

"Certainly not me," she smiled. "This was our first quickie," and the Dragon Lady kissed Agent Double Oh Seven and Five Eighths. She grabbed his wrist and tried to move his hand away, but he was relentless, he wanted to see her O face. "Don't," she gasped, but that only made his fingers speed up. "Stop!" but he was relentless, driving her closer and closer to an orgasm. "Please don't make me... aaaahhhhh... AAAAHHHHNNNNGGGG!!!" Her orgasm hit like a freight train, both hands held his wrist in place while her hips twitched and jerked as the orgasm pummeled her senseless.

Don did ease up on her as her shaking and twitching body relaxed and she let go of his wrist. "Mmmm you're my Teddy Bear," she moaned in boneless bliss. Her mouth opened for a kiss, and he obliged her, and he also removed his hand from her pussy, their safe word has been used. They relaxed together, gently kissing until Don got up, turned on the lights and got a damp cloth and helped Lanh clean up so she could explore the cabin.

The gift of the cabin on Lost Long Lake was a godsend, it was big and spacious and filled with all forms of hunting and fishing memorabilia. There was even a huge, ancient hornet's nest hanging on the wall above one of the windows. There was a tiny kitchen that was barely big enough for a closet. To the left was a teeny three burner stove and to the right was a small refrigerator. The two appliances faced each other, crammed into the tiny alcove, and Lanh scratched her head wondering how they got in there in the first place. There was a shelf filled with boxes of dry goods above the stove, several cast iron pans hanging from the wall between the appliances, and a wooden ammo crate on top of the refrigerator, the crate had a latch and hinges on the front edge telling Lanh that it was now a cabinet, but she had no way of telling what is in that crate, due to her inability to reach that high.

The majority of the cabin was a great room which contained a fireplace, a couch, and several easy chairs. There was a large dining table surrounded by ancient kitchen chairs, and against a wall next to the kitchen was a sink with running water and a counter with drawers and cabinets filled with mismatched dishes, a menagerie of glasses and jelly jars, and other various things. There was a second refrigerator next to the sink that according to Don was reserved for "Beer and mixer." Mixer is what Grandpa Ode called soft drinks. Dried herbs hung from the overhead beams making the cabin smell exotic and exciting.

Outside was a huge, covered porch spanning the width of the cabin affording a perfect view of Lost Long Lake and the forest surrounding it. Don mention that there were two other cabins on the lake, but Lanh couldn't see them, which was good, she wanted to continue the sunbathing routine she started last month in secret. With the skinny dipping and the pre-wedding sunbathing, Lanh became addicted to the feel of sun and wind on her exposed skin. Don loves the gold color her skin turns in the sun, so, while he's fishing and waiting for his balls to reload after the previous night's lovemaking, Lanh will lay out in the sun, naked. Or she would go fishing with Don close to naked in a skimpy bikini.

The porch was populated with a loveseat glider, and wooden rocking chairs that Lanh found perfect for sitting and reading. Near the porch was a huge, ancient brick barbeque with an ancient iron cooktop, it could serve as a grill, griddle, or even a stove. The cabin had a large lawn that reached to the lake, and it was neatly mown. On the lake was a big dock, perfect for fishing and swimming from, and it's large enough to tie up several boats. There's also a boat house just begging to be explored. One of the keys on the keyring opened the boat house they found a seventeen-foot canoe, a nice twelve-foot oar powered Jon boat, and a small sailboat. Another key on the ring opened a small garage that contained a lawnmower, grills, and other tools.

They were hauling their bags and groceries into the cabin when a pickup truck arrived, and Lars and Hilde got out. Lanh ran up to her Grandpa Ode and gave him a hug as Don put his armload of groceries on the table in the cabin. "We didn't mean to intrude," said Lars, who clearly didn't expect to see Don and Lanh there.

"We brought some goodies for you," said Hilde as she carried a brightly decorated basket full of fruit, wine, and cheese.

Soon they were sitting around the table and Lanh made Vietnamese coffee, a treat that fits in with wilderness camping perfectly. A small filter device is placed over a cup, filled with grounds, then boiling water is poured into it, then the dark, potent coffee is sweetened with canned evaporated milk. Lars took a sip and was transported back to long ago when a Vietnamese girl offered him a cup of their unique coffee. "Just like snap dragon used to make," he sighed.

"Snap dragon?" asked Don, a little shocked and thinking that his grandpa may be having fun with one of his nicknames for Lanh.

"Oh... a local girl I knew in Vietnam." Lars had a pleasant lost look in his eyes.

"They called me Dragon Lady at school," said Lanh

"Dragon Lady was a pirate in the comic Terry and the Pirates," said Hilde. She may have had disdain in her voice, but it's hard to tell with Grandma Hilde.

"When she was coaching Rosa and I she would shout at us while we swam," said Don, "so everyone called her Dragon Lady. I didn't know it came from the comics."

"N'yen yen, and di di mao," said Lars. "We heard."

"You heard?"

"Of course," said Lars, "at regionals and at state championships."

"You were there?" gasped Don. "Why didn't you say something?"

"Oh, you were so busy with all your little friends. We didn't want to make a fuss," said Hilde, her response was typical of shy people across the globe.

"You should have come by! Don would have loved it," said Lanh.

"Oh, we don't want to intrude, like today. We just come by to drop things off," insisted Hilde. "You newlyweds should be doing other things."

"We've been doing other things since yesterday afternoon," said Don, hoping that his grandmother was talking about anything besides sex.

"We know," smiled Lars with a big un-Lars-like wink, and in response to Lanh's startled expression he added "no one really likes to drive a tractor that much."

As Lanh started to make a fumbled explanation for their long absence from the wedding, Hilde patted her hand and said "We're old darling, not dead. We know what you wanted, and as far as we're concerned, you should have spent all day in your love nest. You should take your time and relax the first time."