Randy looked down at his new bride. While he's wanted to sleep with Erin pretty much since Vegas, he also remembered they both were wasted beyond recognition. He's slightly glad that nothing happened on their wedding night for the sole purpose of Erin's virginity. He would've felt guilty as hell if her first time was on a drunken binge and couldn't remember any of it.

But tonight was clearly different. She was in heat and her body was in serious need. Who am I to argue if this is what she wants?

The pair began kissing as their mouths explored each other. As the kissing became more engrossed, Randy's hands began to wander Erin's body. And she wasn't about to stop him, neither. He played with her breasts through her bra top, making circular motions with her nipples and hardening them. He caressed her waist and smoothed his hands up her thighs.

Meanwhile, Erin felt her body was ablaze. She's made out with prior boyfriends but nothing ever went past just kissing. Now a man that she married to was touching areas of her body that she didn't know she could get pleasure from. Randy trailed his fingers up her thighs and she silently begged for him to go further.

Too bad Marie didn't. "Randy, is Erin with you?" She said as she knocked his door.

Randy groaned as he pulled away from Erin's lips. "I'll get rid of her, Baby." He then faced his bedroom door. "Not now, Mother. I'm busy."

Marie kept knocking. "Where's Erin? I didn't see her in her room."

Randy grew incredibly frustrated. "I said not now, Mother."

"Well, maybe we should go look for her. This is a big house."

Erin looked up at Randy. "Go talk to her, Randy. She's not going to leave until she finds out where I am."

Randy gave Erin a disbelieving look. "Oh, I know you're not trying to stop what we have going on here."

Marie kept knocking on the door. "Randy, are you coming to the door or do I need to go into your room myself?"

Erin shot Randy a smirk. "And why wouldn't I stop this?"

Randy groaned and rolled off Erin. He shuffled over to his bedroom door and stood behind it so his mother wouldn't see his growing erection. "She's in here, Mother." He said as he opened the door.

Marie smiled. "It gets cold in here quickly. Is she comfortable? Does she have enough heat?"

Oh she has enough heat alright. "Yes, she's fine, Mother. She is. Goodnight." Randy began closing the door.

Marie put her hand up and nudged the door back open. "Not yet. Tell Erin that the first thing tomorrow morning, I want us to spend some quality mother-daughter bonding. She's an Orton now so she needs to know about the business."

"Okay, Mother. I got it." Randy said as he began to close the door again.

Marie nudged the door back open. "I'm not finished, Randall. Tell her that I'm going to get her own account set up at the same stores I frequent. I want her to have the style and grace of an Orton."

Randy nodded. "Okay, I got it." He breathed in frustration. "Anything else?"

Marie shook her head and smiled. "That is all, Randall. Oh, one more thing."

"Yes, Mother?"

Marie beckoned Randy to come closer to her face. "No grandbabies tonight, okay?" She then kissed his cheek. "Goodnight, Randall." She left for her bedroom.

Randy froze at his bedroom door and felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment. I so have to get my own place.

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Erin was looking at Randy's face as he crawled back into bed. "What did you mother want?"

"Um, um…"Randy was trying to regain his focus. "She wanted you and her to have a meeting of sorts. She's going to talk to you about the business and she's going to get you set up on the same shopping accounts."

"Shopping accounts?"

"Yeah, ya know…Chanel, Saks Fifth Avenue, Louis Vuitton, Gucci."

"That's nice, but I don't wear all of that. Now if she can get me an account at Torrid…."

"Boo, I know this and you know this. But does it matter to my mother?" Randy shook his head. "No and it won't."

"Well, who cares about all of that, anyways…" Erin then rolled over and trailed her fingers down Randy's six-pack. "We were in the middle of doing something quite important."

Randy suddenly remembered his mother's warning. No grandbabies tonight, okay? "Um, I'm not sure if we should, Boo."

"Why? Is it because I'm a virgin?" She asked.

"No, it's not that. I'm just not sure if I can…"

"Perform?" Erin said blatantly.

"That's one way of saying it."

"Randy, I'm just as nervous as you are. You've been with how many women? I've never been with anyone. Don't you think I'll have some performance anxiety?"

Randy caressed his wife's face. He wanted her but he had to make sure that she wanted him. Her body was obviously begging for him but he wanted to hear it from her mouth. "Are you sure? I mean, this is your first time and all?"

Erin got out of bed. Against the subtle lighting of the bedroom, she pulled the nightgown over her head and exposed her bare breasts. She then slowly pulled down her underwear and stepped out of them. "I've never done this for anyone, Randy. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't be standing like this right now."

Randy drank in his wife's beauty. She was stunning against the soft lighting. Her blue eyes stood out and her auburn hair flowed against her shoulders. Her curvaceous body drew him in and it was only a matter of time before their bodies became one.

And she trusted him. She was completely naked, asking him in not so many words to take her. She made the conscious decision to choose him as her first and he was not about to turn her away.

He got out of bed and took off his pajama bottoms. Slightly erect, he walked over to Erin and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her forehead and softly kissed her lips. "Are you sure you want to do this? Because I don't think I'll be able to stop if we start."

Erin took one of Randy's hands and led him to the bed. She laid down and pulled him on top of her. "Randy, I couldn't be surer of something right now."