I Didn't Want to Get Married

Part 27

Though I was thoroughly enchanted by all that Andrew had done for me as wedding gifts, quite frankly, the nighttime couldn't come quickly enough. To say that I was eager for my wedding night would have been woefully insufficient. I was positively dying of impatience all throughout supper!

When, at last, Andrew and I excused ourselves to retire for the evening, I most definitely would have run to Andrew's chambers, tugging him to go faster, but I didn't yet know where they were! As soon as we were out of earshot from everyone I turned on my new husband, excited. "Quickly, lead on, Andrew! There are only so many hours in the night, and I plan to-"

Andrew blushed furiously. "(Y/N)! Keep your voice down, goodness gracious! We're almost there-"

I giggled. "-I am raring to go! I've been practicing, just as you said-"

Andrew softly covered my mouth, looking mildly dismayed. "-Wonderful, but let's wait but a moment to discuss that? Here we are."

Andrew opened the door to his chambers, well, our chambers, and I was overwhelmed! They were so decadent! His bed was so large and elegant, and he had an entire sitting room, with a fainting couch!

Andrew looked concerned. "I'm so sorry, if you don't like the furniture, we'll get rid of it and buy new. I know, it's very old and out of vogue. We can get anything you-"

I turned on my new spouse and licked my lips at the handsomeness of my target. "-I love it. Now: Go lock the door and strip off your clothes. I want to engage in congress at once, husband."

Andrew vexed me by just cockily raising an eyebrow, putting his hands on his narrow hips. "And what if I would rather strip off your clothes, wife?"

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "Very well. You have forced me to take matters into my own hands!" I stalked over to the door to the bedchamber and quickly locked it.

I took a quick second to envision the banana and to remember, in my mind, the mechanics of penile manipulation. Wasting no time, I turned about, walked back to Andrew, and went to my knees to get the best view possible.

Apparently Andrew had been expecting some sort of romantic kiss, as he shuffled a bit and made a disappointed sound, but I was having none of that! I punched him lightly in the thigh. "Quiet, I need to concentrate! If you wish to help, unclasp that dreadful belt of yours!"

Amidst mild protests, I was pleased when I finally managed to get Andrew's phallus out of his trousers! How pleased I was to see it again! At first it was admittedly a bit small and soft, but as I worked it with my hand, just as I had before, it grew to its full, marvelous size, delightfully hard!

Andrew made a strange noise, a bit like a cow sitting down, which I took to be a sound of gratification. "(Y/N), you mustn't! Remember that men... oh..."

I decided I had accomplished my mission, and stood up, eyeing Andrew expectantly. "So, are you enthusiastic to engage in coitus now?"

Andrew looked at me a bit wide-eyed, his member jutting out very conspicuously from his pants. "Um, certainly. I most definitely was before, but now you've made the matter really a very urgent one. That is, if you are agreeable-"

I groaned. "-Take off your clothes, Andrew!"