#Chapter Two
Serene paced up and down the bedroom, her thoughts racing in her mind. How was she - What was it going to be like? How - If she messed up, then - What would he think? She stopped herself and went to the bed to sit down but it felt like she had sat on coals. She launched herself off the bed and continued pacing about.
She ran to the mirror sitting in the corner and stared at herself. She was in her nightdress, and about to face what she knew was absolutely the most terrifying thing she could ever imagine. She leaned into the mirror and raised her fingers to her cheek. She caught her cheeks between two fingers and pinched hard before she did the same with her other cheek. She had to look good, no girl wanted to look horrible on her wedding night.
The sound of the door unlocking reverberated off the walls, causing Serene to jump. She flew to the middle of the room and stood there as Frank walked in. He looked into her eyes and smiled as warmly as ever.
"Do you want a drink?" Frank asked her as he uncapped a bottle of whiskey and poured some into a glass.
"No," she said. "It's fine."
"Okay then," Frank said and swirled his cup. Slowly, he tipped the cup over into his mouth. Then he poured more into the glass and sat down on the chair on the other side of the room. He spent some time there drinking and she must have stood there looking at him for twenty minutes before she spoke again.
"Are we - " she stopped herself. "When will - "
He set the glass on the table. "Get onto the bed."
Her heart raced - she was so nervous! What if he hated her? She backed into the bed and lay on top of it, her hands folded on top of her chest. Frank got up from his seat and removed his shirt, slowly getting onto the bed after her.
"Frank - " she began but was silenced when she felt Frank's hands touch her knees to push her legs apart. She could feel her heart in her mouth! Would it hurt? He wedged himself between her legs and pulled her dress up to her waist, pulling her panties down. "Frank?"
He did not reply her. She braced herself for him to enter her but what happened gave her the shock of her life.
He hovered over her body after loosening his pants from himself. But he did not enter her. His hand reached down towards his dick and he held it in his hand, moving it up and down. Serene stared between him and his dick, waiting for him to do something to her with it, but his hand only quickened his pace as he rubbed it up and down.
"Frank?"
He grunted in pleasure as his hand worked and his body shivered slightly. His hand was moving quickly and she could hear wet, slicking sounds coming from it. She stared at him, at a loss of words. Was this how it was supposed to be? Did men and women have sex like this? She waited and waited but he only continued moving his hand up and down his dick.
Until finally, he moaned and with one forceful thrust, he pushed into her and pulled out to thrust in again. She almost screamed at the sudden tearing into her pussy but no sound left her mouth. He stopped inside her and they waited. And waited. Then he pulled out again and slumped onto the bed next to her, and soon, he was asleep as his semen trickled out of her.
But Serene was unable to sleep.