Dreams of a Virgin

YEAR IN THE WAITING

I believe in the old saying: "The best things in life are worth waiting for." Especially in this case.

I could still remember the first time I saw Natalee. I went to see my friend Scott. He had company, his girlfriend Paige and her friend Natalee. It was love at first sight.

"Jeff, this is my girlfriend Paige and her friend Natalee."

Our eyes locked. We exchanged hellos and phone numbers. Her flowing brown hair. Amber eyes. Freckles all over her face. Petite frame. I knew that she was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.

Our first date was typical. Dinner and a movie. Walk to the door and said good-bye.

Our next few dates were similar. We spent some nights at home, renting movies and ordering takeout. We were more friends than boy or girlfriend. I knew as much about her as she did me after the first month.

Two months into the relationship, I declared my love for her. It would be for not if she did not accept it and return it. Not only did she accept it, she returned it sealed with a kiss, our first kiss.

Three months in, we decided to go exclusive. Not that I would ever stray from her. Both of us being virgins, we decided that just because we were going steady, that was no reason to ruin it by having sex.

As I said, on sight, I knew Nat was the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. So, on our six month anniversary, I planned a great picnic dinner. Fried chicken. Potato salad. Corn on the cob. White wine. And a surprise.

As we finished the meal, we lay on the ground, staring at the clouds. Suddenly, a plane flew overhead. It was dragging a banner behind it. "NATALEE, WILL YOU MARRY ME?" As she looked at me, I was holding a half-karat diamond engagement ring. She gave me her answer with a hug and a kiss.

We set our wedding day six months from today, our one year anniversary. We didn't plan a big, fancy wedding. Just your basic church wedding. Friends and family.

A month after our engagement, we found an apartment. Although we were living together and sleeping in the same bed, nothing sexual happened. We decided to save it for the wedding night.

Finally, the day arrived. I stood at the altar wearing an ivory tuxedo. At my side was my brother, the best man, and the ushers. As the bridesmaids walked down the aisle, the ushers met them and escorted them.

The music played. I stared down the aisle. I saw an angel in white, minus the wings. As she slowly inched her way to me, my heart began to race with every step. Her father handed her to me.

The preacher began the ceremony. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to unite Jeff and Natalee in the bonds of holy matrimony. Be there anyone who feels that these two should not be united, please speak now or forever hold thy peace." I looked around as if to say "Don't even think about it".

From that point on, I had no idea what the pastor was saying. I was lost in Nat's eyes. Suddenly, I felt a nudge from my brother.

"Do you, Jeff, take Natalee to be your lawful wedded wife?"

"Oh, yes, I do."

"And do you, Natalee, take Jeff to be your lawful wedded husband?"

She smiled at me and says, "Yes, I do."

"May I have the rings please?"

My brother handed him the rings. He blessed them, and we placed them on each other's finger.

"I now declare you husband and wife." We kissed.

We had a nice reception. We had a DJ playing music and my friend bartending. All through the meal, the people clanged their glasses demanding kisses. So, we gave it to them. Her sister caught the bouquet. My brother caught the garter. We danced the night away.

As the party died out, we got into our limo and went to the airport. We were taking a Caribbean cruise for our honeymoon. We slept through the flight. We woke up just as the plane landed.

We checked into our hotel. We were going to spend two nights here before our four-night cruise. It was here that we decided to consummate the marriage.

That night, we decided to undress in separate rooms. We still felt uncomfortable about being naked. I undressed and hid under the sheets.

She came from the bathroom. Turned out she had freckles all over her body. Small, but firm, breasts. Buns of steel. In short, Heaven on Earth.

As she joined me under the covers, our lips met. I could feel my appendage grow. She grabbed my hand. I grabbed hers. All I knew about sex was what I'd seen in movies.

Like the movies, I got on top of her and slid into her my appendage, rock hard now. I moved around, but at the same time, I was careful not to hurt her. She started yelling.

"Are you okay?" I didn't know if she was in pain or what.

"Ooh. Yesss."

This continued for a while. When it was over, we cuddled, smiled, and fell asleep. I was glad I waited for this time.

They say you never forget your first time. This is just how I wanted to remember it. With the woman I love, not rushing into it.