For twenty-one years Monica Harrison had been a virgin. Now that was about to change, and she just hoped the reward was worth the wait. She checked her appearance one more time in the bathroom mirror before going to join her new husband Mark.

She liked what she saw, and she was sure Mark would like it, too. She saw a tall young woman with long gleaming brown hair, pretty features, and a fantastic body. Not for the first time she thanked all her ancestors for her good heredity. She was slim, sleek, and firm, yet curvy in all the right places. Her large melon-shaped tits thrust out firmly without a bra.

Monica wasn't wearing much at all, just a see-through filmy white nightie with matching bikini panties. And she figured she wouldn't be wearing those very long, either. Mark could hardly wait to get her naked in his bed. She'd been holding out on him ever since they met six months ago. But now the big moment had come, and he couldn't have been more eager than his new bride was. Twenty-one years was a long time to remain a virgin.

Most of Monica's friends had lost their cherries in high school, but she'd been determined to hold out till she got married. That had been pretty difficult when she met Mark, a handsome and successful businessman. Mark had turned her on so powerfully that she'd wanted to hop right into his bed and offer him whatever he wanted. It had taken all her will power to wait till her wedding night.

Now she couldn't wait any longer. She walked out of the bathroom and into the spacious bedroom of Mark's apartment, her new home. Mark was lounging on the bed, sipping a drink and wearing only a short robe. His eyes lit up at the sight of her, and Monica reddened a little. She knew he could see through her nightie. Her large cone-shaped nipples were very evident.