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  “I wonder,” he said. “We are shown holoflicks ... of people making love.”

  “Oh? Why?”

  “So we know what to do ... the first time. They are very educational.” I could tell from the twinkle in his eyes, that while he might not have gotten hard watching those films, he had appreciated the variety of lovemaking techniques available. Clearly my new husband was not afraid of trying new things and that bode well for our lovemaking in the future.

  Jeffrey licked his lips. “I wondered if you would mind ... Sometimes the woman uses her mouth on the man....”

  He looked so hopeful. How could I say no? “I could do that.”

  I knelt closer to where his cock jutted proudly from the soft blond curls of his groin. Leaning forward I licked the end, collecting on my tongue his salty-sweet pre-cum. “Like that?”

  His groan was sincere. “Oh, yes. Like that.” I lifted his cock to the vertical and closed my mouth over it, suckling him the way he’d suckled my nipples. Less and less I worried about his wondering about what I did or didn’t know. It was too much fun to make him feel good to be concerned that he might question how I knew what to do.

  I hadn’t performed that much oral sex before, but I knew the basics, and even though it wasn’t my first time, it was the first time I’d really enjoyed the feel and taste of a man in my mouth. He felt ... nice ... and tasted better.

  I liked it, pleasuring him this way. Even so, after a few minutes of gasping and groaning he grabbed my shoulders and held me still.

  “This is wonderful, but I want to be inside you the first time I climax. And besides,” he said with a grin, flipping me onto my back, “it’s your turn.”

  Sitting up, he pulled my gown lower so he bared my thighs, then he took my other hand and pulled it to where my legs met. “Karen, show me how to please you.”

  I did as he asked, placing his hand on my clit and showing him how to manipulate it to best effect. Slowly he caressed the tender bud, and with gentle fingers, twisted it until I gasped aloud.

  “;Oh, yes,” I told him. “Like that!”

  Lying down beside me, he watched my face as he played with my clit and the soft folds surrounding it. He took his finger and wet it, then slid it slowly inside me. Checking for a hymen, perhaps? But it didn’t seem to bother him that he didn’t find a barrier and instead he just put a second finger in, slowly moving them in and out of me.

  He leaned in closer, and when he lowered his mouth to my clit, my heart nearly stood still. Slowly he sucked on that tender spot until I was grasping his shoulders and crying out for him to stop. I needed ... more than his mouth and more than his tongue inside me.

  Finally, he swept me up into his arms and pulled the rest of my gown from me, dropping it to the floor. He then laid me back on the bed and stood up. Slowly Jeffrey finished removing his pants, watching my face all the time as he did. I watched him in return, waiting for him to join me--to join with me and make me his true mate.

  Finally he lay down on top of me and spread my legs gently as he prepared to join with me. But when both of us seemed ready, he drew back and placed his hands around my face gently. “Karen, tell me the truth. Is this the first time for you?”

  He was serious and intent, and while I was prepared to lie, I found that I couldn’t when he was looking at me that way.

  “No,” I said.

  Surprisingly he smiled, a smile like I’d just given him a rare gift. “Excellent,” he said cheerfully. “Now I don’t need to be so careful.”

  “I thought maybe....”

  “That I would care you weren’t a virgin.” Jeffrey shook his head. “All that matters to me is that you are mine now. I don’t care who loved you first.”

  He whispered the rest into my ear. “After all, I’m the one who will love you the rest of your life.”

  Then he kissed me and entered me fully, filling me so full I gasped aloud at his tender invasion. For all of my so-called experience, this was nothing like what I had done before.

  I responded to him completely. Now that I didn’t feel that I needed to hold back, I pulled him deeper into me, and we moved as one over and over again.

  For all of this being Jeffrey’s first time, he seemed to know what to do, even more than I did. And so we made love. That was the only way to put it--it was far more than sex had ever been.

  I was wedded to Jeffrey in my heart already, but this night joined our bodies as well, and by the time our passions had completed and we lay spent in the bed, I knew that I would never know any other man the way I did him.

  This is what the Gaians meant by matching. Jeffrey was my match and I was his, as if we’d been made for each other. When we finished making love, we were a couple.

  A promise made and a promise to be kept--forever.

  The End