"I'm so glad we waited!" Dawn said as she kissed her new husband full on his lips. "You get undressed out here and get into bed, while I change in the bathroom. I have a special teddy for our first night together as man and wife!"
"Sure baby, if that's how you want it." Matt smiled as he replied.
They had dated for nearly two years before Dawn had thoroughly checked him out and agreed to marry him. A nearly nine month engagement followed for Dawn and her mother to plan the wedding to end all weddings. The Armstrong-Albertson wedding had been the largest Beloit had seen in some time. Now alone in the hotel room, Matt was more than ready to take what his virgin wife had saved for him alone.
Dawn had insisted on waiting for the wedding night before any sex play. Sure there had been some hot and heavy nights of kissing. She had finally allowed some brief fondling of her breasts on a couple of occasions before pushing Matt away. She claimed it was mostly out of her fear she would not be able to resist his advances should they continue. Dawn had assured him that she wanted to have sex, but she wanted to wait.
Finally, the night he for which he had hardly been willing to wait arrived. Dawn was a cute petite blond, just over 5'5" tall. Her hair fell to just below her shoulders. Her breasts were a large "A" or small "B" depending on who was doing the measuring, or who made the bra. Although she had been intrigued by some of the shaved women she had seen in the locker room, she hardly ever trimmed her soft blond bush. During the summer, she would clip a few unsightly tuffs which were prone to escape from under her bikini bottoms. Other than that, she did not see the purpose in depilatory use. She was fit, but not a weightlifter or bodybuilder type. She was just the slender, girl-next-door type, with an innocence that is seldom found today.
She had been involved with a "true love waits" program since her junior year in high school. After making it through her freshman year at college, she reaffirmed her choice and was firmly committed to waiting until marriage. Matt was not at all the "wait" until the wedding night type. He had spent 4 years in the Navy before attending the University of Wisconsin. He had been with a few women in "the day" but had decided that there was no real reason Dawn needed to know his past.
He pulled off his pants before removing his red cummerbund, with matching bowtie and crisp white shirt. Wearing nothing but his boxers he scrambled under the covers in ample time to wait for more than a few minutes for Dawn. In the bathroom she worked her way out of the wedding dress he had tried to remove after undoing the catch. Dawn smiled at the thought of how she had shut him down. She had always been in control in the relationship. While sexually naive, she was well aware of the benefits that society bestowed on young attractive blonds. She was well able to use her feminine charms to her full advantage.
"Turn off the lights!" Dawn commanded from the bathroom in the honeymoon suite.
The candles she had previously lit sprung alive as the room darkened. Dawn slowly entered the room, her white teddy covered by a thick robe which the hotel had provided. The light from the bathroom made her silhouette pronounced.
"Let me see you, baby, please!" Matt pled.
"Have you waited long enough, darling?" She smiled, as she lowered her robe just off of her shoulders. "Do you want to see what you have been waiting for?"
"You know I am dieing to see your body!" Matt said as he swallowed in anticipation.
With that, she let the robe fall to the floor. The powder-blue teddy was all lace and bows. Somehow it made her appear to have some cleavage. She pulled back the covers as she slid into bed next to Matt. She left the covers down as she nuzzled up next to her new husband.
"So, do you want to undress your bride?" Dawn continued to tease him.
"I don't see any snaps, how do you get this thing off?" Matt asked honestly. Although he had been around, most of the time it had just been a matter of the girl wiggling out of her 501's.
"They are between my legs, silly!" Dawn played with his chest hair.
Matt reached down and slid his hand up her thighs until he found the snaps. He fumbled somewhat as he unsnapped them and allowed the material to relax and expose her blond covered mound. She moved to assist him as he pulled the garment over her head, exposing her body to the glow of the candles. Her breasts, while "small" by the standards of most, were nearly perfect in firmness and symmetry. Her areolas were the size of an eagle silver dollar; her nipples were somewhat larger than pencil erasers, and longer. The light pink color betrayed the fact she had never been pregnant. She had claimed to be a virgin and from all appearances, her claims were true. Matt had never been with a virgin, and had begun to think that there were no virgins over the age of 16. He was more than eager to boldly go where no man had gone before.
