“Oh child that is so wonderful. You deserve it, you really do.” She said and ran her hand down Elsa’s cheek.
“I’m so excited.” Elsa said.
A sad shadow crossed her mother’s face.
“What is it mama, are you unwell?” Elsa said, knowing that she had become paranoid.
Every time her mother as much as yawned, she looked at her sharply, or asked if she was OK.
“I’m well Elsa, don’t fret. I’ve never been better. I’m just happy and sad. I want to see you go off and make a new life for yourself. But we’ll miss you so much. You’ve held this family together during those trying times when I was ill. How will we get by?”
Amanda was so angry; she could feel her blood boiling. She paced the length of their room and seethed with anger. How could he? He had led her to believe that she was his choice. Elsa was plain looking, why would a man choose her over Amanda? She had not hidden her anger from Elsa and their mother and now she felt a little bad at showing them.
Now Elsa would think that she had won, when really, he wasn’t a prize worth writing home about. He was perfect for Elsa. Why hadn’t she seen him for what he was?
Slowly her anger dissipated and she dismissed Christopher. The truth was that he wasn’t the type of man who made her world light up. As far as she was concerned, he was a regular farmer who expected a farmer’s wife and that was one thing that Amanda was not. She was a lady and she needed a man who would recognize that and ensure she had all the trappings of her station. She even managed to feel sorry for Elsa.
Poor thing, she had no idea what awaited her in Montana. Her life would be no different than it was here, probably worse. She would wake up before dawn and all the chores would fall on her since there was nobody else to help out. That issue resolved, Amanda left the bedroom and went to the kitchen to join her mother and sister.
They looked at her wearily when she entered.
“Congratulations sister, I’m happy for you.” Amanda said gracefully. “Sorry about my earlier outburst, I wasn’t thinking correctly.”
Elsa smiled unsurely. Their mama glanced from one daughter to the other and grinned widely.
“The thing is, Christopher was not the right man for me. Are you sure that you want to go to Montana? Elsa, he has no housekeeper, you’ll have to do all the work. He’ll expect you to cook, clean and do all the chores around the ranch. Are you ready for that?” Amanda said.
“I don’t mind hard work. I’ve been working all my life. Besides it’ll be a partnership. He too will be hard at work in the ranch, tending to the cattle. I’ll enjoy ensuring the household runs smoothly. Plus I can’t wait to learn how to ride a horse.” Elsa said.
Amanda made a face and they all laughed. “But horses are dirty.”
“Not if you don’t fall off.”
“When is your departure date?” Amanda said.
“In two weeks.” Elsa said.
Amanda could see the bubbling excitement in her sister. For once she did not feel envious of her sister going off to start a new life. To her surprise, she felt sad about Elsa leaving. They had never been apart from the time when they were little girls. Amanda realized that she loved her sister deeply.
“Keep a lookout for a suitable man for me out there in Montana.” She said her voice shaky with unshed tears.
“I will. One who has a housekeeper.” Elsa said, with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
“I’ll take nothing less than that.” Amanda said.
“We’ll be fine, won’t we Amanda? Besides I know Elsa won’t let the end of year reach without inviting us.” Their mother said.
She had changed so much in the last month. She had gained most of her weight back and her cheeks were rosy with health. Amanda knew that they had Christopher to thank for that. She would forgive him for leading her on; only because her mother was now back to her old self.
Maybe next summer would be her turn to find her prince, who would carry her off to a castle in a faraway land. Amanda chuckled to herself. If only there were princes’ in real life. She would do anything in her power to snag one, and then she would live in luxury all her life. As it were, the prospects in New Hampshire were dismal. The men here were weak and none were more than average in looks and financially.
Amanda sighed. She would not lose hope just yet.
Chapter Six
Elsa stepped out of the stage coach and looked around. Her eyes stopped when they rested on a man standing a few steps away, his eyes locked on her. Her legs turned to water and her skin broke out into a sweat. She knew it was Christopher when he took three giant steps towards her. Instead of shaking her hand, he took it and brought his mouth to it.
He kissed her hand gently, kept holding it and kissed her cheek. Elsa’s mouth was dry and she felt sure that she had lost all her powers of speech.
“You are so beautiful.” He said his voice husky and deep.
Elsa smiled unsure of what to say. She couldn’t believe that the tall handsome man standing in front of her was her fiancé. He had washed out blond hair and brown skin, tanned by the outdoors and a pearly white smile. Looking at him, Elsa could tell that this was a man who labored hard. His chest was muscular and his shirt sleeves bulged from the size of his arms.
He made her want to rest her head on his chest and touch his chest. Shocked at her thoughts, Elsa felt her face grow hot and she was glad that he could not read her thoughts.
“I’ve arranged for you to freshen up in a hotel here and we can get married immediately. Elsa’s eyes grew wide.
A wedding?Already.
“Is that OK, or do you need some time to get used to the idea?” Christopher asked his eyes full of concern.
Elsa thought for a moment. She was here already; there was nothing to think about.
“No I don’t need time. I’m sure.” She said firmly.
Christopher retrieved her brown suitcase from the stage coach, held her hand and guided her out of the station. He helped her into a buggy and jumped in the driver’s seat.
“The town is not so big but you won’t luck for anything.” Christopher called out from the front.
He kept up a string of conversation, which Elsa was glad for because it kept her worries at bay. Soon they packed in front of a smart looking building.
“This is the hotel where we’ll freshen up and spend the night.” Christopher said. “I hope that you’ll like it.”
“I’m sure I will.” Elsa said with a smile and more confidence than she actually felt.
The receptionist was a young man and he politely checked them in. then he rang for a bellboy, who showed them towards the stairs. Their room was on the second floor, and once the uniformed bellboy had deposited Elsa’s case he left them alone. Christopher placed a small bag on the table.
“Welcome to Montana my beautiful bride. I know that we’ll be very happy together.” He said and took a step towards her.
He kissed her on the cheek and instinctively, Elsa threw her hands around his chest. Christopher groaned, which dared her to go even further. Tentatively, she kissed his mouth, and in response he opened his. His tongue darted out and entered her mouth. Elsa felt the most glorious sensation, as though she was riding the waves in a sea.
Christopher pulled her body against his and grinded is pelvis against her. Elsa’s eyes widened when she felt hardness between her legs. She was not innocent to the ways of men and women, even if she had never experienced it.
“You’re tempting me, and I don’t think I can control myself any more. I’ll be downstairs when you’re ready my temptress.” Christopher said.
Elsa grinned to herself when he left. Who was that daring woman? She couldn’t believe that she had behaved that way, but instead of feeling ashamed, she felt excited at what lay ahead. She washed herself in the adjoining bathroom and unpacked a sheer pink dress that she had sewn as a just in case. She stretched it out on the bed and admired it. It would be perfect for the wedding.
Chapter
Seven
The wedding was simple with the preacher, a witness and the two of them. The church was small and perfect for their intimate ceremony. Looking at her new husband as they left the church hand in hand, Elsa felt suddenly shy. Would she know what to do? Sure she had seen animals, but that seemed so mechanical, nothing like the feelings she had experienced back at the hotel.
“What would you like to do now?” Christopher said once they were out in the sunshine. “If you like we can go to the ranch today.”
Elsa knew he was giving her a chance to get used to the idea of marriage but she wasn’t fearful. There was something solid and good and kind about Christopher. She felt safe with him.
“No, let’s go back to the hotel.” Elsa said.
Her eyes met with Christopher’s and the intensity in his eyes made her insides melt. The hotel was only a short walk away. They held hands and walked silently, each engrossed in their own thoughts. Elsa’s mind was stuck on the memory of earlier on, when their lips had locked together and Christopher had pushed his tongue into her mouth.
They went up the stairs and when Christopher locked the door to their room, they stood and looked at each other. The chemistry in the room was so strong; Elsa knew she could cut it with a knife. Then Christopher took a step towards her. He touched her cheek. She stood still unable to move. He brought his mouth to hers. A shock went through Elsa and she almost gasped.
It amazed her that she could have such a strong reaction to a man she had only just met in person. Her husband, she reminded herself. Elsa touched his cheek and then held his neck with both of her hands. Christopher then did something no one had ever done to her. He gently touched her nipples through the material of her dress, and then gently cupped her breasts.
Without her knowledge, Elsa groaned. Christopher took her hand from his neck and guided it to the bulge in his trousers. Elsa snatched her hand away then slowly returned it there. Gingerly she touched his manhood. He opened the buttons of his trousers and it sprung out. Elsa was amazed at its size. She covered it with his hand and Christopher moaned.
Liking his reaction, she moved her hand up and then down. He groaned and pulled her hand away. He turned her round and proceeded to undo her dress, all the while planting kisses on her neck. Elsa arched her neck for more. He managed to undo her dress, which fell to the floor in a heap. She wasn’t sure what was expected of her so she stood still.
He removed all her clothes until she was left with her corset and underwear. These too he removed, by which time, Elsa was trembling with longing. He turned her round and gave an appreciative sound. She had expected to feel embarrassed at standing naked in front of a man, but she and Christopher seemed locked in their own private world.
It was her turn to watch as he undressed. His chest was full of hair and when he was as naked as she was, she stepped to him and ran her fingers over the hair in his chest. He pulled her to the bed and to his lap facing him. His mouth was now at level with her chest and he took each of her nipples into his mouth.
Later, what seemed to be like hours to Elsa, she stirred and arose from her sleep. She was sprawled across Christopher’s chest. She remembered what had transpired between them and felt her face burn. If that’s what happened between married couples, Elsa would be happy to do it over and over again. She recalled the moment when they had become one; the searing pain, followed by the rising pleasure.
She had matched Christopher’s movements and then felt something inside her explode into tiny pieces. These thoughts excited her again and she felt moistness between her legs. She caressed Christopher’s body, touching him in secret places that she hadn’t known existed. Still in his sleep, he groaned and touched her back until finally; he guided her on top of him and slid her into his manhood.
Elsa found herself moving along to his movements. She experimented a little, grinding her hips against him, and his reactions told her that she was doing the right thing. Soon she lost all control, and they made love again. When it was over, Elsa felt happier than she ever had.
They spent two more nights at the hotel until Christopher said they had to return otherwise, his workers would worry. Elsa could have stayed there forever.
“I’m the luckiest man to ever walk on this earth.” Christopher declared as they were leaving.
Elsa smiled and climbed the buggy. It was time to see her new home. The ranch was almost an hour’s ride away from the town. The land on both sides of the road was dotted with cows and sheep, and in some places rows of corn and wheat. It was hilly land and breathtaking. Everywhere she looked was green. Montana was fertile.
“Here we are.” Christopher said guiding the buggy away from the main road to a drive covered in gravel. The buggy made crushing noises as the wheels connected with the small stones. Her first view of the ranch made her gasp. It was white with a porch that seemed to circle it and on the front, large trees that shaded the drive and the porch.
The buggy came to a halt in front of the house and Christopher helped her down.
“Your home is beautiful.” Elsa said.
“Our home.” Christopher corrected.
She walked to the end of the house from where she could see the rest of the land. There were smaller buildings dotted near the house and to her excitement she saw a patch of land that looked like it had once been a kitchen garden.
“Do you like gardening?” Christopher said, coming to stand beside her.
“I do, I love working with my hands. I used to milk our only cow back home.” Elsa said. “I could help with that if you like.”
“Well, my eager wife. Right now I want to show you to your new home.”
They walked to the front door and Christopher flung it open. In one fluid movement, he took her into his arms and carried her inside the house. He only put her down after he kicked the door shut with his leg. Elsa looked at her surroundings. They were in an airy carpeted hallway. She kicked off her shoes.
“This is the entrance; you can decorate it however you wish, or indeed any part of this house. It’s yours now.” Christopher said.
He took her hand and led her to a room on the left. It turned out to be the living room. Four chairs were arranged round a table and on the corner was a huge stone fireplace. Elsa imagined snuggling on a rug, next to a roaring fire on cold winter nights. They went through a door to a kitchen almost as big as the living room.
It was as neat as anything she had ever seen, and fully equipped with a modern stove as well as nicely built kitchen counters.
“Now to the bedrooms, are you ready?” Christopher teased.
“I’m ready.” Elsa said demurely and followed him back to the hallway.
The bedrooms were further along, three in total with a washroom between them. The master bedroom was at the end of the hallway. Elsa walked in first and loved the room at first glance. One side of the wall was occupied by a window, which lit up the room. The king sized bed was in the middle of the room and on the other side a wardrobe.
Elsa sat on the bed and bounced on it.
“What do you think?” Christopher said.
Elsa was touched to see that he was worried about her reaction to his home. She stood up and kissed him on the mouth.
“It’s beautiful, better than I could ever imagine. I’m lucky to be here...”
Her voice got drowned out by Christopher’s mouth on hers. She had learnt a lot in the last two days. Elsa teased his lips with her tongue and ran her hands on his back. He capped her in her back and pulled her to him. Within minutes they were both undressed and on the bed.
“Christopher, anybody home?” a voice called out at the backyard.
Elsa looked up from the stove where she was spooning two plates of food into their plates. Christopher stood up and went to open the kitchen door.
“Where have you been? I came two days ago and you were not here.” The newcomer said.
He entered the room, and Elsa saw a handsome man, about the same age as Christopher. He stopped short whe
n he saw her.
“Ah I see. I hope I’m not interrupting anything.” He said.
“No its fine. In any case I want you to meet my new wife. Mathew, this is Elsa. Elsa, this is my good friend Mathew. He owns the ranch next door, so if you ever have a problem, you can ask for his help.”
“You can ask for more than that.” Mathew drawled making Elsa break out into giggles.
“Stop flirting with my wife Mathew; get your own.” Christopher said.
“Please sit down, there’s more than enough lunch for all of us.” Elsa said.
“Don’t encourage him or he’ll be coming here every day.” Christopher said.
Elsa saw another side to Christopher. He and Mathew teased each other during the meal, but they also spoke seriously about their cattle. She listened intently eager to learn as much as she could about the workings of the ranch.
“This is lovely, I could get used to it.” Christopher said. “Is there more?”
“Of course.” Elsa said beaming at the pleasure Christopher’s compliments gave her.
She poured out more vegetables, biscuits and a beef stew. All the while her mind was busy with plans for the ranch. She would breed chicken, that way they wouldn’t have to buy eggs from the store. She thought of all the things Christopher had bought in town, things she could very well make at home.
“Do you have a sister Elsa?” Mathew said.
Not knowing where he was going with the question, Elsa said innocently. “Yes I do why?”
“I’m a lonely bachelor and I need a wife.” Mathew said and Elsa was not sure if he was kidding or not.
She laughed and decided to take it as a joke but the more she observed Mathew the more she thought he and Amanda would make a fine couple. After they finished their lunch and washed it down with a cup of tea, Mathew stood up.
“Thank you so much for the best meal I’ve eaten in years.” He said.
“You’re welcome anytime.” Elsa said.
The men left, but Christopher lingered behind. When Mathew’s footsteps faded, he bent and kissed her hard on the mouth.
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