by Rachel Burns
Brianna stood up and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Yes, I’m your wife, and I love you back. The question is what are you going to do with me, now that you have me alone in your bedroom, at your house?”
“First, I’m going to undress you. I want to see what you’re wearing under the most innocent of dresses. Second, I’m going to lay you down on our bed, and third, I’m going to make love with my wife for the first time.”
“We already made love,” Brianna blushed, thinking about it.
“Yes, but you weren’t my wife then.”
Brianna pulled her arms away from Scott and planted her hands on her hips. “Well, I certainly wasn’t your mistress.”
“I know, darling. I’m simply pointing out that tonight will be something special because we are married now.” He gently took hold of her face and kissed her. “I may now kiss the bride.”
Brianna couldn’t suppress a giggle. “I’m so happy, Scott.”
“So am I. Turn around, so I can open up your dress.”
Brianna turned and moved her hair out of the way. “Today was a good day.”
“That, my dear, is an understatement. Today was the best day. My heart stopped beating when I saw you at church.”
“Really?”
“Yes. You were a vision. I had to pinch myself.”
“Ouch.” Briana wrinkled her nose again, picturing it.
“The point is I pinched myself, and you were still there, so I married you. Now we are home where we belong.” Scott was having a hard time opening the tiny buttons.
“You’re right. We belong here. It amazes me that we have a house of our own.”
“About time is all I have to say about the matter. Can’t I just cut these open? You’re never going to wear the dress again.”
“My mother puts on her wedding dress every year on her anniversary to make sure it still fits. It fit every year, except the year she was expecting me.”
“That means I’ll have to do this once a year,” Scott surmised with a sigh.
“Probably.” Brianna thought it might be a nice tradition. “What was your favorite part of the day?” Brianna asked him.
“I have several favorites. The part where you walked down the aisle, the part where you promised to love me the rest of your life.” He paused for a moment, thinking he shouldn’t have said that. He should have said ‘our lives’. “I liked the part where the pastor pronounced us man and wife. That was fantastic. I liked dancing with you too.”
“That was nice.” Brianna remembered dancing with her father and then Scott stepping in to take over. “I belong to you now.”
“I belong to you too. I’m glad you got to eat the cake. I was worried when I found you in the kitchen.”
“I’m tougher than you think.”
“I know. Still, you’re mine to worry about.” He opened the last tiny pearl button. “It’s open. You can step out of the dress now.” Scott lovingly moved the dress down her shoulders. Stroking over her soft warm skin as he moved the white satin fabric away.
Brianna stepped out and turned, so he could see her in the underthings, which were picked out to entice him to make love with her.
Scott smiled at her. She looked so sexy but still so innocent. The white lace encircling her body emphasized her beauty, pointing out that she was a woman, but the color made this somehow holy. She was his, and he could sleep with her whenever they wanted without feeling they were doing something wrong. “I love you, Brianna.”
Brianna sighed. She was anxious, worrying he wouldn’t approve.
Scott left his eyes on her as he removed his clothes. He liked that he could be so natural with her. Once he was naked, he stepped back to her and tilted her head back. “Are you up to this?”
Brianna grabbed onto his hardened penis and stroked it with her hand. “Don’t worry about me. You’re the one who needs to be taken care of.”
“Isn’t that the truth. It feels like I’ve gone years without you.” He leaned down and kissed her with a deep-rooted intense passion, which took her breath away. Scott opened her corset and tossed it on the bed. He wanted her now.
Now that the corset was gone, his hands ran over her body and squeezed her breasts with a carnal need. His mouth turned to the side to allow her a quick breath of air, but then he molded himself to her again. His tongue was in her mouth exploring her and claiming her.
Brianna could feel that he wanted to be inside of her as quickly as possible, so she pushed the tiny white lace underwear, which she had been so aware of all day, down.
She was about to open the garter belt when his hands moved her away. “I want you to leave those on.”
“Really?”
“I’ve dreamed about making love to you while you wear something like that. In fact, I’ll buy you stockings and garters in any color you want.”
“I didn’t think you were the type.” Brianna was surprised.
“I’m a man, and I have a pulse, so that automatically makes me the type.” His hands reached down and petted the skin the stockings and garter belt didn’t cover. He squeezed her gently and pulled her closer to him. “I am a very happily married man.” He kissed her mouth and kneaded her backside with increased need.
Brianna broke away from his kiss and hands and lay down on the bed. “Now, please.” She moved her feet, so he could lie down between her legs. “I missed you so much.”
“I know, darling. I missed you too.” Scott laid his right hand on her knee and rubbed over the stocking and up to the area it didn’t cover. “I love that you aren’t shy with me. You give yourself to me so completely.”
“You haven’t been holding back on me have you?” Brianna teased him.
“No, I give myself to you with my heart, my soul and my mind.”
“At the moment, I’m interested in your body.” She smirked, feeling deliciously naughty to be talking the way she was.
“Yes, ma’am.” Scott leaned over her and kissed her, careful not to lay his weight on her. “Are you ready for me, darling?”
“Yes, I am.” She gave him a very serious look.
Scott understood that she needed him. He sat back and took hold of her left leg and hugged it against his body. He rolled her slightly to the side and entered her slowly. His right hand reached around her leg and clasped onto her breast. He squeezed and thrust in a slow rhythm, rocking his body into hers.
Brianna moaned and called out his name, making him feel like a great lover.
Scott moved her leg off his shoulder and grabbed onto her hips with both of his hands. He lifted them off of the bed and thrust deeper and a little harder.
Brianna immediately responded to rougher sex. She was panting and reaching for him. She grabbed onto his wrists and held him tightly.
“I’m coming, baby.” Scott felt his sperm shooting into her body. He thrust on, wanting to give it all to her, as if it were a precious gift.
He leaned over her and kissed her. His hands kneaded her breasts, and he couldn’t fight the urge to thank her for the wonderful sex they had just had. “I love you with all of my heart.”
“Me too.” Brianna yawned and covered her mouth. “I meant, I love you with all of my heart too.”
“I know. Sleep, darling.” Scott lay down next to her and laid his arm around her. She was finally his. That gave him such a feeling of peace.
Chapter 16 – Garden Work
“Brianna, your mother wanted me to call you. We’re going out to eat with Scott’s parents this evening. The women want you and your husband to join us, so I’m formally inviting you.”
Brianna laughed a little and copied her father’s tone. “My husband and I graciously accept your charming offer to join you at the country club this evening.”
Charles laughed a little. “Now tell me how married life is treating you.” He had been so relieved when she called him the morning after the wedding. Scott had insisted she call. Brianna had been thoroughly embarrassed, but Charles had finally been able to sle
ep.
“I had no idea I’d be this busy. I know I only work part-time at church, but it seems like I constantly have something that needs to be done.”
Charles immediately began to worry. “What have you been doing?”
“I picked cherries this morning, and then I made jam.”
“Brianna,” he said sharply. “I don’t want you overdoing things.”
“I won’t, Daddy, but I don’t want Scott coming home and having so much to do. He is working so hard. He wants to move up quickly.”
“That I understand, but still he is your husband. He knew when he married you that you have many restrictions. He will have to make time to do little things like that, or at least hire someone to do it, if he can’t do it himself.”
“Daddy, he is trying to save up, so we can afford something like that in a couple of years. But for now, we have to do all the work. Real people do that.”
“Your mother and I are real people. We have help because no one can do it all alone, especially not you.”
Brianna rolled her eyes and sighed. She had never felt healthier. Married life was suiting her well. “I have to mow the lawn, and then I’m finished. I’ll let Scott carry the heavy bag with the clippings. You don’t have to worry, Daddy. I’ll take it easy.”
“No, Brianna. That’s too much. You’re making your mother and I worry.”
“Dad, how could I be making mom worry when she doesn’t even know?”
“Brianna, watch your tone. You may not be living under my roof anymore, but I still demand respect.”
“It’s Friday, Daddy. Scott will finally have some time for me this weekend. I don’t want him doing yard work,” she protested.
“Brianna, I’ll take this to Scott if you don’t listen to me.”
Brianna couldn’t quite suppress her giggle. “You worry too much, Daddy.”
“Yes, I do. No more work today. Work on getting prettied up for your date with your husband tonight. We want a nice evening out.”
“Sure, Daddy. We’ll see you then.”
Brianna went into the kitchen and started to label the jars of jam she had made today.
The phone rang again. She rolled her eyes, thinking it was her father, calling to see if she were outside pushing the mower around.
She was pleased to hear her husband’s voice. “Hello, Scott.”
“My mom called me. She said we are all going out tonight.”
“I know. My dad called me.” She was smiling as she spoke with him on the phone. She felt like she was flirting.
“I was hoping for an evening at home in bed with you.”
“Me too.” Brianna sighed, disappointed. They still hadn’t cooled down yet. Their love life was going strong.
“This weekend I want us to take time for us.”
Brianna didn’t say anything.
“Let me guess, we have some sort of obligation we can’t get out of.”
“No, we’re good. I was just thinking about what I should wear this weekend.”
“You don’t have to worry about that. We’re going to run around naked this weekend.”
“That was exactly what I was planning to wear.” Brianna tried to sound coy.
“I have to go now, but I’ll be looking forward to seeing you when I get home.”
“You’ll see lots of me. I love you, Scott.”
“I love you too, Brianna.”
After they hung up, Brianna got to thinking; it honestly would be best if she got the mowing out of the way. It wasn’t that hot out today. If it were taken care of, they would have more time for themselves. Her husband wanted to spend time with her. What more could a wife want?
She went out to the garage and got the mower. An hour later, she was finished. She was hot and sweaty. She went inside, showered, and did her hair. Once she was dressed, she went into the kitchen to finish labeling the jars.
That was how Scott found her. “Hello, darling. You were busy today.” He wrapped his arms around his wife as she sat in her chair. His right hand slipped down the front of her dress and cupped her breast.
“I missed you, Scott.”
“I wish we had time for a pit stop in the bedroom, but my parents are going to pick us up any minute now. There is a tournament at the club and parking is sparse. I have to hurry.” He squeezed her breast a little, and then went to take a shower and put on a fresh suit.
Just as he was stepping back into the kitchen, the doorbell rang. “That must be my mom and dad.”
“I’ll slip into my shoes and grab my purse.” Brianna stood and felt his eyes on her. She knew she was wearing the kind of dress he liked. She wanted to turn him on.
The weekend would start as soon as his parents dropped them off.
Chapter 17 – First Marital Spanking
Karen greeted Brianna and asked how she was doing. John looked around the house. He was glad to see Scott was keeping it up. The men talked about the air conditioner on the way to the club.
Karen asked Brianna about the garden. Brianna spoke of the cherry harvest.
Eva greeted her daughter and Karen with a hug. The women sat together and chatted. The men spoke of the tournament.
“I’m glad to see you’re taking care of your house Scott. With the hours you work that isn’t a given. Nevertheless, everything is perfect inside and out.”
“Thanks, Dad. But I haven’t been doing much.”
“The lawn was freshly cut and those shelves were put up.”
“I put up the shelves last weekend. But I didn’t cut the grass. I was going to do that tomorrow. Brianna must have done it.”
Charles couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Brianna,” he called out, butting into the ladies’ conversation. “Did you, or did you not mow the lawn this afternoon?”
Brianna’s first thought was to lie. “I was feeling fine, so I got it out of the way.”
“I don’t believe it. We talked about it on the phone. She lied to me.” Charles was shaking his head and looking at his wife.
Scott wasn’t sure what was going on. “What’s the problem? Brianna, aren’t you feeling well? You promised not to lie to me about your health.”
“I feel fine. My Dad is just making a mountain out of a molehill.”
“You sassed me on the phone, and now you’re trying to play down the fact that you lied.” Charles felt Brianna had changed since she got married. She didn’t take him seriously anymore.
He leaned back into his chair. If she were still his to take care of, he would have seen to it that her tone changed. However, she wasn’t his anymore. She had lost respect for him.
“Brianna,” Scott called to her across the table. “Did you promise not to mow the lawn?”
“My Dad called, and you know how he likes to worry. I was outside this morning, and he feared going out again might make me too tired to come along this evening. But you can see that I’m fine.”
“You sassed him?” Scott found that hard to believe, but Brianna sure looked guilty of something.
“I giggled about his worries. I wasn’t trying to be rude.”
“Brianna, look at me. Did you or did you not sass your father and then disobey him?” Scott knew she wasn’t raised to act that way. If she could look him in the eyes and say she hadn’t, he would believe her.
“Maybe a little,” Brianna admitted, not feeling at all comfortable with everyone’s eyes on her.
“Did you mow the lawn after he said not to?” Scott demanded an answer.
Brianna nodded. “I only wanted to be able to enjoy the weekend with you.”
Scott understood what she was getting at, but still it was clear she acted in a way that he couldn’t tolerate. “Dad, do you think I could borrow the car for a while. Brianna and I need to go back home for a moment.”
“Sure, son.” John reached into his pocket and laid the keys in Scott’s hand.
“Brianna, come on.”
Brianna stayed sitting. She was blushing red. He wasn’t truly going
to spank her, was he? He had done it before, but that was so long ago. It had been years.
Scott stood behind her chair and touched her elbow, hoping to get her moving.
Brianna looked at her mother for help.
Eva had already heard from Charles how smart-mouthed Brianna had been. “Your husband is waiting for you.” She made a motion with her eyes that Brianna had better hurry.
“Go ahead and order without us.” Scott took hold of Brianna’s arm and escorted her out.
“How could you have done that?” Brianna whispered as the left the club.
“I didn’t feel I had a choice.” Scott opened the car door for Brianna and waited for her to be sitting with her seatbelt closed before he closed the door.
He started the car once his buckle was on.
“Scott, that was so embarrassing.”
“Yes, it honestly was.”
“Let’s just go home and wait awhile. Then we can go back.”
Scott snorted.
“You’re not seriously – going to – Are you?”
“Brianna, you did see that you hurt his feelings, didn’t you?”
“Yes, but he was only being oversensitive. I don’t live under his rule anymore.”
“That’s right, darling. You live under mine.”
“That’s so barbaric.”
Scott left his eyes on the road, saying nothing as he drove home.
“Remember, we talked about this. You said our life wouldn’t be like that.”
“I remember saying I wouldn’t let you act like Rebecca. You were.”
“No, I wasn’t.”
“Yes, you were. It was uncanny.” Scott parked the car and looked over their garden. It looked perfect. Like one of the houses in the garden magazines Brianna liked to read. Brianna had wanted this house because of the garden. She was doing a marvelous job keeping it up and the house as well. But at what cost?
“I’m sorry I can’t afford help yet. Until I can, I’ll be the one helping you.” Scott got out of the car and went over to Brianna’s side. He opened the door to help her out.
“You don’t have to pretend to be so gentlemanly. It isn’t fitting right before you want to spank me,” Brianna barked at him.