And simple as that, Jon and Earl were relaxing on a sunny beach in the far off Pacific Ocean. Jon noticed her husband was now wearing swimming shorts, and she was now sporting a red string bikini that showed off her more than considerable assets. "Oh, Earl!" Jon squeeled in delight as she took in her surroundings. She leaned over and kissed her husband passionately, and was pleased to see the reaction stirring in her husband's shorts. Jon's female hormones started causing all sorts of interesting things to happen to her body, and she knew she couldn't wait to consummate the marriage.
Earl must have been having similar thoughts as, at that moment, he said, "I wish we were in our suite." Jon felt the familiar sensation and momentarily averted her eyes. When she opened them, she looked around to take in the impact of their rooms. It was beyond luxurious, and Jon made a mental note to appreciate it all at some other time. As for now, she had much more important things on her mind. She leaned back on the bed and looked seductively at her husband. Earl didn't need any prompting, however, and he climbed into bed with his wife and took her in his strong embrace. Jon nearly fainted as the man she loved kissed her fully, and then moved on to other things.
Jon knew that eventually she'd have to contact Karyn and make sure she let her know everything was ok, but, for the moment, she let all those worries slip away as she experienced her new husband in her new favorite way. Jon may not have asked for any of this to happen to her, but as she screamed in the throes of passion, she realized she wouldn't have wanted her life to be any other way.
As Jon lay drowsing in her husbands arms, she thought of her old life back home, and of Karyn and her mom. She couldn't wait to introduce Earl to her mom so she can meet her new son-in-law. Jon was certain her mother would love Earl. Jon didn't think it was possible not to. Karyn would be so happy for her, too; Jon just knew it.
She shook her head momentarily as that last thought seemed somehow to be slightly off. John couldn't place why, but this whole scenario just never felt entirely right. As much as she loved Earl, she couldn't help but feel like she didn't belong there with him. Her thoughts turned clear again, though, and as she felt her husband stirring she looked up into his half opened eyes and grinned a devilish grin.
Jon reached down and felt her husband's manhood stiffen as she began to lightly run her fingertips, with their still painted fingernails, over it. By then Earl's eyes were wide open and she saw he was smiling from her efforts. Then, with a strength borne of lust, she rolled her husband on top her and grinned, "I'm not through with this just yet."
They continued well into the morning until they both decided they would benefit from at least a few hours' sleep.
The next morning Jon stepped out of the double doors leading to the expanded balcony of her suite. She was wearing a soft white robe that left plenty of cleavage showing. Positively radiant, the new wife smiled contentedly to herself as she surveyed the beaches far below. She could smell the salty mist in the air and the pureness of the gentle breeze. As perfect as life felt at that moment, she still couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong...
