My brand new husband and I met on the Internet about six months ago. My name is Linda and I am a Chinese-Canadian, and until yesterday, lived in London, Ont. His name is Richard and is from the southern part of the USA. I am 32, 5" 1", and only weigh a hundred pounds. It is a firmly packed, well put together hundred pounds, though. I have short black hair, and big brown eyes. I have been told many times that I am very beautiful. This is my first marriage, but I did have a Chinese boyfriend that took my virginity about 6 years ago. We had planned on being married, but his job kept him in China, and I was transferred to Canada. I later quit the Chinese job and applied for Canadian citizenship.
Richard is 45, 5" 10", and a solid looking 170 pounds. He is very good looking, and seems like a very kind person. His personality and sense of humor is what made me fall in love with him. He likes to be called Rich or Ricky. I like calling him Rich.
He picked me up early Monday morning in London. Since, Toledo, Ohio was on our way, we stopped and got a quickie marriage. We filled out the required forms, got our marriage license, and was married right in the courthouse. Monday night, we stopped and stayed at his daughters home in Dayton, Ohio. Her house is very small, and offered no privacy. Except for a little hugging and kissing, our marriage has not been consumated, yet. We felt of each other, and played around for awhile. but it went no farther than that. I was always told that American men had a penis a foot long and big around as a ball bat. Whoever told me that had not seen Richard. His was about 5 inches and my fingers would go around it. I have small hands, so you get the idea. I love him dearly, but I am sort of disappointed that he isn't bigger in the sex department. It will be okay though, my boyfriend wasn't very big, either.
We left Dayton early Tuesday and drove down to Pigeon Forge, Tenn. Rich wanted to spend a few days in the Smokies, as a honeymoon. Arriving in Pigeon Forge, we saw a big sign that said "Honeymoon Cabins, free jacuuzi, complimentary bottle of wine, free breakfast, stay a day or a week". It was a very nice looking place, and the cabins were situated on the side of a hill. Each cabin was separated by hedge and trees. This afforded each to appear as if there was only your cabin. You could not see the cabins on either side of you. When we entered the office, there was a very nice looking man behind the desk. He was very dark skinned, and had the features of an Asian. He was probably thirty, and looked as if he had spent most of his life outdoors. I would say he had a very rugged, handsome look. He looked up from his computer screen, and as soon as his eyes landed on me, he never looked anywhere else. It was as if he was trying to see inside me, to my soul. Cold shivers went down my spine, and I got a tingly, funny feeling between my legs.
"Hello, my name is Johnny Tsai, and I am running this place for the Summer. Can I be of assistance? We have the finest honeymoon cottages in the Smokies. Not only does each room have a king sized bed, but, there is a large hot tub at the foot of the bed. The rooms are large and spacious. The shower is large enough for two people. You have complete privacy. All cottages are completely sound proofed. We also give you a bottle of the best wine, made right here in the Smokies, complete with a large tray of hors d'oeuvres. There's enough food, so you never have to leave your room, unless you want to. Is there anything you want to ask? Have I forgotten something?" All this was said as he was looking at me. He only glanced at Richard one time. Rich didn't seem to care, or maybe he wasn't paying attention.
"The cabins are one hundred dollars a night. Since this is Tuesday, and we are slow this week, I will let you have two nights for a hundred seventy-five."
"Two nights would be great". Richard replied. "We can go to Dollywood tomorrow".
"That's great", Johnny said, smiling. "How long have you been married?"
"This is our second day, but this will be our wedding night. We spent last night at my daughters."
Johnny processed our credit card and gave us the key. He said he would bring the wine and food in about half an hour. At last, I was going to make love to my husband! I could hardly wait to get inside our cabin. The hot tub, then a shower, and Rich was all mine forever.
Johnny stood looking at the couple as they entered cabin number eight. He had an evil, lecherous grin on his face. She was going to have her wedding consummated all right, but not by Richard. She would be the fourth bride this month, to receive him on their wedding night, instead of their husbands. He had no complaints, so far. Of course, they never remembered the next morning that their husband hadn't performed his husbandly duties. He was laughing, as he went back into the office to prepare their wine and hors d'oeuvres. Especially, the wine. Oh yes, the wine. Best in the Smokies. He was still laughing. White man has date rape drug, but Indian has drugs white man has never heard of. Taking a clear jelly looking substance from a bottle, he rubbed an amount around the wine glasses. He put more on the one he planned to give to the dumb white man. He wanted him to be completely out. On hers, the amount was less. He wanted her groggy, but still aware of what was going on. Neither would remember tomorrow, anyway. She would be sore, but would only think her husband was a tiger in bed. What a joke on her! They should be about ready, by now. They have had time to look around the room and unpack. I don't want them to have time to make use of that king sized bed. That's my territory! Johnny took the tray and bottle of the Smokies finest wine, and headed toward what was going to be a very rewarding night!
Richard and Linda were looking around the room, checking the oversize shower, a hot tub that was big enough for six people, a bed that was made for sex. Linda wanted to know why the Indian was so dark skinned. As Richard was reaching for her, he told her that many years ago, blacks came to the mountains for safety from the white man. The Indians took them in, and they married Indian women. Many Indians looked black because they had black ancestors. Enough talking, Richard wanted to make use of the bed right then, but Linda wanted to wait till they relaxed in the tub, took a shower together, and then went to bed for the night. Richard was playfully trying to wrestle her onto the bed, when there was a knock on the door.
Johnny called out, "Room service!"
When Richard answered the door, there stood Johnny with a bucket of ice, surrounding a bottle of wine, and in his other hand was a large tray of food. Two wine glasses were sticking out of the ice.
Johnny said, "Let me put the tray on the table. May I have the honor of opening the wine and pouring the newlyweds a glass of wine?"
Richard did not really want any wine, but still, it did come with the room, so he said, "sure, go ahead and open it up."
While Johnny was pouring, he was swishing the wine around in the glasses. "This brings the wine alive." Also, gets all the drug into the wine, he was thinking. He handed them their glasses and said, "Okay now, it is a custom that the first glass is drunk straight down. After that you are supposed to sip, not drink."
