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The Honeymoon I Was Not Prepared For

It was such an awful experience. You would think the honeymoon would be the best part of the marriage, but it definitely was not. As we approached the beautiful hotel in London my heart caught in my chest and I realized I wasn't breathing anymore. I was so scared! John and my entire relationship had started over 5 years before and we had never even so much as kissed before our wedding day, so how would I have ever been prepared for the night ahead? As we checked in, John seemed to get more and more nervous as we approached the elevator to head to our Honeymoon Suite on the top floor.

We got to the room and stepped inside to find the floor covered in rose petals and a bottle of Champaign waiting for us next to a box of chocolates. I had no idea what to do, so I made the excuse that I had to go to the bathroom. When I came out 10 minutes later, still totally terrified, I found John sitting on the edge of the bed half naked! I immediately turned around and locked myself back in the bathroom shaking! How was I ever going to make it through this!? I couldn't even answer the following minute when John came knocking at the door asking me if I was "ready?" I made up some excuse that I was having problems figuring out the toilet, realizing immediately how stupid I had just sounded.

The next thing I know, John is stepping inside and giving me a slight grin and taking my head to lead me out towards the bed. He turned me around and began to unbutton my dress and kiss my neck. I was shaking and terrified of what was coming next. He obviously wasn't too worried about anything. As he began un-doing my bra I got too scared and told him I felt sick and ran to the bathroom where my purse was.

I locked the door, turned on the shower and faucet and called my mom crying hysterically. I sat in there the rest of the night too scared to come out. John tried for hours to get me to come back out explaining that we did not have to do anything that night, he just wanted to make sure I was okay. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't come out and I sat in there the rest of the night. It was so horrible, but don't worry, the next day I was a lot more prepared and we definitely had fun that night!


Comments From Readers

A reader says ... What was different about the second night, that enabled you to enjoy yourself with your new husband, that was different from the first night?

A reader says ... i know what you mean you have no problem thinking or reading about it but it sure doesn't come as easy


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