My wife and I married when we were both only eighteen. We'd grown up in a small very conservative little town. Lynn being the daughter of the local preacher and very strict mother had lived a sheltered life of school and church. Despite being a very beautiful young lady most saw her as quite plain and didn't pay much attention to her.
But no woman could look but so good, in the baggy unflattering clothes her mother made her wear. With her beautiful red hair always pulled up in a bun on top of her head. And forbidden to wear any sort of make-up. I'd been raised in the same town but had been brought up quite different and could be considered a little wild. Being a big guy at six foot five and two hundred and sixty pounds I was a natural for sports and along with it the attention of lots of girls.
I'd had what I guess would be considered the hottest girls at our county school, including cheerleaders and beauty queens. And I can tell you they might be looked at as smart and virtuous as they sit on their thrones. But I can say with certainty they were some of the most shallow heartless sluts you could ever meet. They'd look down on other girls who weren't as pretty or didn't dress as nice or weren't in the social clicks they were in. Calling them tramps & sluts. Yet when I'd take them out they couldn't wait to go down on my thick nine inch cock or sneak me in their room to give them a good fuck.
I was a teenager so of course I'd get off having them service my cock and sometimes it built my ego to have them as arm candy. But in the long run I'd been raised with a better set of values than that. I was from a wealthy family, but you'd never know it if you met anyone in my family out somewhere. I was brought up to respect everyone, and not for what they owned but by who they were inside. And when I met Lynn I loved what I saw inside her. And despite her frumpy clothes and quiet reserved way she acted. I had a sense that under all that armor was a sweet kind girl, who could be a real wildcat when she wanted to be.
People were shocked when they saw us together and even more when I asked her to marry me. One of the most shocked being her mother. But I'd done as I'd been raised to do and asked her father for her hand in marriage, promising to always protect and to love her. And with his blessing we were married. As I learned later her father had been a bit of a wild child like me in his younger years. So I guess that's what got his approval.
If he'd have seen in the future just a bit he might have had a different opinion of me. The first time I saw Lynn naked I almost didn't believe it was really her. At five foot eight and a hundred and twenty pounds. Under all of those bulky clothes was a sex 34DD-24-35 body. With long red hair reaching her waist and sparkling green eyes. She was easily more beautiful and far sexier than any of those snobby girls from school. She still dressed very conservative around our little town. But unlike before you could see how beautiful she was.
But at first our life together was pretty vanilla but we were happy. But one night it was as if someone flipped a switch. I was going to play a little joke on her and pretend to take a picture of her in the shower. But I'd really just pushed the test button on the flash. As expected she chased me out of the bathroom asking if I'd lost my mind. I was going to let her stew a while before telling her the truth. She was in the bedroom a good while and I assumed cooling off. Just as I was about to go in there I heard her coming toward the living room.
When I saw her I was speechless as there was my quiet reserved wife looking like a pin up girl. She was wearing a sexy black garter belt & stockings with a pair of spiked heels. A sheer red housecoat you could see right through left open in front. A pair of sheer black panties you could see her red bush through. But it wasn't just the outfit. She'd painted her nails bright red and was wearing matching bright red lipstick. Dark eyes shadow and rouge on her cheeks. I was stunned at what I saw.
But when she spoke I was really shocked. She didn't sound mad or upset. She just casually in a rather sexy tone that if I wanted to take dirty pictures of her she didn't want to look like a drowning rat in the shower. It turned out her cousin had given her the outfit & make-up for our honeymoon but she didn't know what I'd think about it. But I can assure you I loved it. She was suddenly the sexiest woman I'd ever seen.