This is the first part of how we get to The First Day, lots of detail and some explanation. I wrote "The First Day" first, so you can it first or start here and read all the "Before the First Day" parts first.
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Emily had been working so hard over these last two weeks that i had to do something special for her. We got married two weeks ago on March 14 and rather than a honeymoon, we relocated for my job and moved into our "new" home. We both like the clean aesthetic of midcentury modern architecture and when the realtor showed me this vintage gem, I couldn't pass it up. The inside had been remodeled to modern standards while keeping the midcentury vibe. We spent two weeks unpacking boxes, buying appropriate furniture, decorating and, of course, fucking - it was our honeymoon! Here's how we spent our honeymoon...
Emily and I met while I was in college, only I wasn't some young, pimply-faced kid. After high school, I enlisted in the Air Force. After basic and some advanced training in electronics, I was sent to Afghanistan to work on aircraft avionics. After 4 long years mostly in Afghanistan, I decided that I needed to do more than just work on electronics, I needed to design them. I opted out of another tour and returned Stateside to go to college in Electronic Design.
I was consumed with studying and learning for about 3 years. I was at the top of my class, but had no life outside of school. It was then that I met Emily. I was sitting at the local coffee shop (not the one whose name rhymes with Jarfucks). It was crowded. So, when a girl walked up to my 2 top table and asked if I minded her sitting in the last empty seat in the place, I'm sure I muttered something like "Sure." without looking up. That was a mistake, as I soon learned.
When I finally did look up, I was stunned. The "girl" who sat down at my table was an absolute knockout - and she was closer to my age than I expected. "This sort of thing never happens to me!' was all I could think. Maybe now was a good time to think about something other than school...
"I don't think I've seen you around here before." Ok, a bit lame, but at least I was trying.
"Well if course you haven't, you have your eyes glued to that screen every day, when you sit here." She pretended that my "line" was a good one.
"Now that I know you're here every day that's _definitely_ going to change! I'm Ben." and held out my hand.
"Emily. And it's nice to finally meet you." as she shook my hand.
For the next three weeks, we met up at "our table" every morning. After that, we started dating. As the year progressed, so did out relationship. By graduation time, I had several job offers, one from a major robotics engineering firm in a nearby city - my dream job! And we had set a date for our wedding.
After graduation, I took the dream job, and married my dream girl. The company put me up for a couple of nights in the city a couple of times before graduation, introduced me to the design team and helped me find the perfect house. They even made all the closing arrangements. So, before graduation and the wedding, we already had our first home! We decided that we'd take two weeks after the wedding as a "move-in" honeymoon. We drove over to the city right after the reception and spent out wedding night in a posh hotel. The next day, I surprised Emily with the news that we already had our first house and took her to see it. She was thrilled. Then the work began.
The moving van showed up with about 1/2 a semi trailer-full for us. I was glad they sent a couple of big dudes to lug all that furniture and those boxes up our step driveway and into the house. We spent the rest of the day getting the master bedroom and bath and the kitchen moved in and ready. We spent our first night in our new home! We only had a chance to "break in" the master bedroom - we were both beat from a long day of moving in.
While we were working on the house the day after we moved in, I met the UPS guy - only, it wasn't a guy, it was a beautiful 22 year old girl named Dove. She was delivering a plain brown box to our nearest neighbor as i was finishing up putting fresh numbers on our mailbox at the street. As she got back to her truck, I said "I wonder what's in that plain brown box."
"Oh, it's sex toys! I recognize the fake company name on the shipping label. That one was from Adam and Eve."
"Really? And just how do you know that?"
"Ohhh, I may have ordered some products from them, myself..." she said, matter-of-factly.
"I'd like to hear more about that some time."
"Hmmm. Don't you have on a wedding ring and have a wife right over there?" she said, pointing at Emily, who was standing on a ladder adjusting the new curtains in the large picture window in our den.
"Yeah, but she wouldn't mind me making a new friend! Especially if she got to meet them, too. We're new here and don't know a soul. It'd be great to know someone who knows their way around, ya know..."
"So, is she into sex toys?"
"I don't know. We haven't had a chance to talk about that, yet. I'm guessing she doesn't even know a dildo from a butt plug!" I chuckled.
"Sounds like you do, though. Maybe she'd be interested in 'learning' about them... or being taught...?" she said, with her eyebrows raised.