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My Wish is Their Command Chapter 6
The three mile walks to and from Asia's house from mine were no doubt good for my health, but tedious since it took me the better part of an hour to get there. I didn't want to ride a bike because I didn't want to be mowed down by inattentive drivers. It was still going to be several months before I could drive. So when I arrived at Asia's house, I asked her if she would like to move in together like, oh I don't know, next week? Of course, that was kind of a joke, but we did discuss it. The things that concerned her mainly had to do with dividing up the housework and me picking up after myself. She illustrated this by telling me about when her older brother was still living at home and how messy his room always was. Also, if she was going to cook I was going to do the dishes. Now I could merely have ordered her to do all these things and she would have, but I thought it would be best if I used as light a hand as possible when it concerned her. She was under enough pressure when it came to maintaining her grades so she could get into a good pre-med program and then medical school.
The thing was, though, that once we got married next summer, we were going to be living together anyway and I wasn't going to be THAT much older or mature. She acknowledged that point with a giggle. Part of the problem with my proposal for her, though, was how sudden it was. We then agreed to put off any thought of living together until January after the Christmas and New Year's holidays were over. This would give her time to get used to the idea and for us to organize our lives for the move.
That provoked me to later pay off the mortgages of the homes of my and Asia's parents because, obviously, since minors can't conclude valid contracts, I was going to need one of them to sign off on the rental home as a front for me and her.
Once we settled the question of when we would move in together, we looked at furniture and bedding online even though we had no idea of the kind of spaces we would be dealing with. I was going to try to get the biggest place we could in the general area of the school, but biggest probably meant something around 2500 sq. ft. if we were lucky because I wanted a den where I could watch football and kick back with some tunes. We could just use the living room when we have guests over, which would help keep it clean.
Well, actually, I wanted dogs, too. Asia always wanted one as well, but her mom didn't want to clean up after it and so put the kabosh on that idea. My parents didn't get one because of the expense of feeding and caring for it.
October turned into November and then the Thanksgiving holiday arrived, which meant nothing to Asia or her parents. In fact, the gluttonous nature of it was rather offputing to their Korean sensibilities. So they just treated it as another day on the calendar like it is in Korea. It wasn't that they weren't grateful to be here, but the way people ate on it just seemed so wasteful to them. This year, though, I invited Asia and her parents to eat with us. I had been joking with my mom that we were going to have kimchi on the table this year. I really liked it since Asia introduced it to me. She, on the other hand, had never eaten turkey before. So when Asia and her family came, her mom brought a big old pot of kimchi and my mom fixed a turkey. My parents, who shared a yen for authentic Mexican food with me and were thus used to spicy cooking, liked the kimchi even though they had to drink milk afterward to cool the heat of it and the Oh's praised my mom's turkey. Asia, though, confessed that she didn't know how to make anything that was on our table at the moment because her family ordinarily didn't eat things like sweet potatoes and mashed potatoes. I said it was okay because I couldn't make anything.
Asia spent the rest of the holiday at my house and a lot of that naked and with my cock inside of her. I was pretty hyped and that may have helped jack up my horniness level because it was less than two months now until we would begin looking at houses to rent and only three before I would turn 16 and could obtain a learner's permit.
For Christmas, I handed Asia a card and I could tell that she wasn't very pleased, initially thinking I was going to take the easy way out like a lot of guys do and get her a gift certificate or something. She opened the envelope and pulled out a picture of a car, a Kia. On the back I wrote, "this car is yours when you get your license. I love you and thank you for being a part of my life." I couldn't buy it for her yet since her birthday wasn't until April. She was nevertheless stoked.and cried, thanking me for everything I'd done for her and her family.
Two weeks later, we were out looking at houses with my mom. Because of the already tanking housing market, there were a mounting number of single family homes being put up for rent and we chose a ranch style place about a quarter mile from school. My parents signed all the paperwork, I handed over the check to get us into the place and we bought furniture, including the bed we are still sleeping on today. Asia decorated it in a mixture of Korean and American contemporary styles and did a bang up job. We went to an animal shelter and brought home a black labrador retriever and a golden retriever to lively up the house and boy, they are still doing that. What a comedy team!
So now we could walk home for lunch even though we actually weren't supposed to, but nobody ever stopped us. In February, I turned 16 and got my learner's permit and, two months later, after attending a private driving school on the weekends, my license. By that time, Asia turned 16 and got her learner's permit. I went with my dad and bought a Honda because Asia would have killed me if I spent six figures on a Lamborghini. We celebrated Asia's birthday with a weekend getaway to Santa Barbara. Even as I was about to marry her, I felt like I had been liberated from the limits of where I had been permitted to go due to my limitations as a human being. Plus now I could take Asia out more and we could have more fun together. I did have to order the hotel clerk in Santa Barbara to check us in even though we were minors. I knew that was going to happen and had prepared myself mentally for it. Then Asia, who was in a very skimpy bikini, and I hung out by the pool until it was time to go to dinner at a very tony restaurant. We returned to our room and fucked like rabbits until 1 a.m.. It was just a great weekend.
When we went back to school Monday, it was tough to shift back into academic mode for both of us. With our wedding now less than two months ahead, Asia and my heads just couldn't concentrate on much of anything for a few days. I wasn't even interested in looking for outside poon.
We had our final rehearsal for the wedding during finals week, which only made the tension that Asia was feeling worse. Fortunately, she skated through her exams and kept her streak of A's that she had started in elementary school going. Ten days after the school year ended, we were at a well known hotel in Newport Beach. Asia looked as amazing as I had pictured her in my head while dozens of relatives and friends and other guests looked on. We both said our I do's and at 16 we were man and wife. After the reception and the attendant pigging out on killer food, Asia and I returned to our home and slept like babies because we were exhausted. I cuddled her as we fell asleep, but that was about as close to sex as we had that night.
Sunday morning, I woke up before she did and took a shower. She was still asleep when I finished shaving and brushing my teeth, so I got back into bed and held her while she slept. The morning sun lighted our bedroom brightly as I scanned her naked body, her spotless skin seeming almost luminescent, her soft breasts gently rising and falling with each breath and her black hair splattered across the white pillow she lay her head on. About 20 minutes later she awakened and I gave her a little kiss. "Well good morning Mrs. Cotton," I said, calling her by my last name. "Hi baby," she drowsily countered. I caressed her cheek and looked into her eyes. She smiled back and I kissed her tenderly, my lips lingering on hers before I completely withdrew them. She reached up and pulled me on top of her and we exchanged slow, dreamy kisses. "God, I love you so much," I whispered. "I love you, too," she placidly echoed, the sunlight glinting off of the diamonds of her wedding ring.
I moved my head down to her left nipple and sucked on it gently. She let out the cutest little moan and I took a lot of time teasing the milk ducts of both of her beautiful breasts, giving them long, tender sucks while my ears feasted on the melodiousness of her sighs. I scooted down the bed, my head settling in between her legs and my tongue lapping at her slit. Her wetness twinkled as the rays of the sun hit it and I lapped it up before returning my attention to her clit and attacking it in a leisurely manner, my tongue stroking the length of her clit hood, the tip of my licker pushing into it. "Oh Gawwwwd," she moaned. I began to suck on it to engorge her clit even more and five minutes later she was bucking her hips as an orgasm buzzsawed through her.
I slid my body forward and loomed over her as I brought my cock to her heavenly gate and forced it through. She let out a long sigh and wrapped her legs around my back while she took as much of my man missile as she could. I thrust it gradually in and out of her, not wanting to rouse her out of her still half asleep state. "God Master, that feels so good," she reported languidly. I kept that same slow pace up until she had a long, gentle orgasm. I pulled my dick out of her and she reached for it, ringing it with her thumb and middle finger and running them over it. The sensuality of this placid passion session made my love gun more trigger happy and a few minutes later I splashed my load all over her stomach and hip. She reached over to the nightstand and snared a couple of tissues to wipe her fingers and body off with. Then we returned to more kissing before going back to sleep.
A few minutes later, our dogs, probably sensing that we should have given them their breakfast by then, romped into our bed and woke us up for good by licking our faces. Asia got up to take a shower while I fed the mutts. After they had their fill, I let the little four legged hellraisers go into the backyard to do their business. Both dogs are nuts about playing ball, so I gave them a good runaround tossing it all over the yard. It amazes me some of the ways they can contort their bodies to snare the ball in their mouths. When they had enough of that, they followed me back inside and went for the water dish again before jumping up on the couch with me as I flipped on a game. While checking out the contest between two teams I didn't really care that much about, I absentmindedly played with my wedding band. On the inside of the band was inscribed, "forever my Ae-cha."
A few minutes later, a barefoot Asia, who was attired in a tank top and shorts, came downstairs and made breakfast. We ate and I cleared the table and did the dishes. She reminded me that we needed to go through our wedding gifts, which were still in the trunk of my car. I also needed to strip off all the stuff people had done to it that showed Asia and I had just gotten hitched.
Was I feeling any different now that Asia and I had signed the piece of paper that legally made us an officially sanctioned couple? Not THAT much. Yeah, it made me feel a little bit older maybe, but it didn't change how I felt toward Asia or myself. Even if we were still just boyfriend and girlfriend living together we would still face a lot of the same issues and have to negotiate them to keep things on an even keel.
Really, this was more for Asia than anything else. Korean culture, she told me, puts a big emphasis on marriage and continuing the family line. Being a wife in Korea is a kind of status and carries with it a brand of societal respectability. The reason she wanted to marry me so young was that she figured as long as we were going to be together forever and were already cohabiting we might as well tie the knot. Also, in Korean culture, the wife owns the day to day management of the household and it is not to be questioned. Well, or so she said. That was fine with me. She's smarter than I am anyway.
The thing was, though, that once we got married next summer, we were going to be living together anyway and I wasn't going to be THAT much older or mature. She acknowledged that point with a giggle. Part of the problem with my proposal for her, though, was how sudden it was. We then agreed to put off any thought of living together until January after the Christmas and New Year's holidays were over. This would give her time to get used to the idea and for us to organize our lives for the move.
That provoked me to later pay off the mortgages of the homes of my and Asia's parents because, obviously, since minors can't conclude valid contracts, I was going to need one of them to sign off on the rental home as a front for me and her.
Once we settled the question of when we would move in together, we looked at furniture and bedding online even though we had no idea of the kind of spaces we would be dealing with. I was going to try to get the biggest place we could in the general area of the school, but biggest probably meant something around 2500 sq. ft. if we were lucky because I wanted a den where I could watch football and kick back with some tunes. We could just use the living room when we have guests over, which would help keep it clean.
Well, actually, I wanted dogs, too. Asia always wanted one as well, but her mom didn't want to clean up after it and so put the kabosh on that idea. My parents didn't get one because of the expense of feeding and caring for it.
October turned into November and then the Thanksgiving holiday arrived, which meant nothing to Asia or her parents. In fact, the gluttonous nature of it was rather offputing to their Korean sensibilities. So they just treated it as another day on the calendar like it is in Korea. It wasn't that they weren't grateful to be here, but the way people ate on it just seemed so wasteful to them. This year, though, I invited Asia and her parents to eat with us. I had been joking with my mom that we were going to have kimchi on the table this year. I really liked it since Asia introduced it to me. She, on the other hand, had never eaten turkey before. So when Asia and her family came, her mom brought a big old pot of kimchi and my mom fixed a turkey. My parents, who shared a yen for authentic Mexican food with me and were thus used to spicy cooking, liked the kimchi even though they had to drink milk afterward to cool the heat of it and the Oh's praised my mom's turkey. Asia, though, confessed that she didn't know how to make anything that was on our table at the moment because her family ordinarily didn't eat things like sweet potatoes and mashed potatoes. I said it was okay because I couldn't make anything.
Asia spent the rest of the holiday at my house and a lot of that naked and with my cock inside of her. I was pretty hyped and that may have helped jack up my horniness level because it was less than two months now until we would begin looking at houses to rent and only three before I would turn 16 and could obtain a learner's permit.
For Christmas, I handed Asia a card and I could tell that she wasn't very pleased, initially thinking I was going to take the easy way out like a lot of guys do and get her a gift certificate or something. She opened the envelope and pulled out a picture of a car, a Kia. On the back I wrote, "this car is yours when you get your license. I love you and thank you for being a part of my life." I couldn't buy it for her yet since her birthday wasn't until April. She was nevertheless stoked.and cried, thanking me for everything I'd done for her and her family.
Two weeks later, we were out looking at houses with my mom. Because of the already tanking housing market, there were a mounting number of single family homes being put up for rent and we chose a ranch style place about a quarter mile from school. My parents signed all the paperwork, I handed over the check to get us into the place and we bought furniture, including the bed we are still sleeping on today. Asia decorated it in a mixture of Korean and American contemporary styles and did a bang up job. We went to an animal shelter and brought home a black labrador retriever and a golden retriever to lively up the house and boy, they are still doing that. What a comedy team!
So now we could walk home for lunch even though we actually weren't supposed to, but nobody ever stopped us. In February, I turned 16 and got my learner's permit and, two months later, after attending a private driving school on the weekends, my license. By that time, Asia turned 16 and got her learner's permit. I went with my dad and bought a Honda because Asia would have killed me if I spent six figures on a Lamborghini. We celebrated Asia's birthday with a weekend getaway to Santa Barbara. Even as I was about to marry her, I felt like I had been liberated from the limits of where I had been permitted to go due to my limitations as a human being. Plus now I could take Asia out more and we could have more fun together. I did have to order the hotel clerk in Santa Barbara to check us in even though we were minors. I knew that was going to happen and had prepared myself mentally for it. Then Asia, who was in a very skimpy bikini, and I hung out by the pool until it was time to go to dinner at a very tony restaurant. We returned to our room and fucked like rabbits until 1 a.m.. It was just a great weekend.
When we went back to school Monday, it was tough to shift back into academic mode for both of us. With our wedding now less than two months ahead, Asia and my heads just couldn't concentrate on much of anything for a few days. I wasn't even interested in looking for outside poon.
We had our final rehearsal for the wedding during finals week, which only made the tension that Asia was feeling worse. Fortunately, she skated through her exams and kept her streak of A's that she had started in elementary school going. Ten days after the school year ended, we were at a well known hotel in Newport Beach. Asia looked as amazing as I had pictured her in my head while dozens of relatives and friends and other guests looked on. We both said our I do's and at 16 we were man and wife. After the reception and the attendant pigging out on killer food, Asia and I returned to our home and slept like babies because we were exhausted. I cuddled her as we fell asleep, but that was about as close to sex as we had that night.
Sunday morning, I woke up before she did and took a shower. She was still asleep when I finished shaving and brushing my teeth, so I got back into bed and held her while she slept. The morning sun lighted our bedroom brightly as I scanned her naked body, her spotless skin seeming almost luminescent, her soft breasts gently rising and falling with each breath and her black hair splattered across the white pillow she lay her head on. About 20 minutes later she awakened and I gave her a little kiss. "Well good morning Mrs. Cotton," I said, calling her by my last name. "Hi baby," she drowsily countered. I caressed her cheek and looked into her eyes. She smiled back and I kissed her tenderly, my lips lingering on hers before I completely withdrew them. She reached up and pulled me on top of her and we exchanged slow, dreamy kisses. "God, I love you so much," I whispered. "I love you, too," she placidly echoed, the sunlight glinting off of the diamonds of her wedding ring.
I moved my head down to her left nipple and sucked on it gently. She let out the cutest little moan and I took a lot of time teasing the milk ducts of both of her beautiful breasts, giving them long, tender sucks while my ears feasted on the melodiousness of her sighs. I scooted down the bed, my head settling in between her legs and my tongue lapping at her slit. Her wetness twinkled as the rays of the sun hit it and I lapped it up before returning my attention to her clit and attacking it in a leisurely manner, my tongue stroking the length of her clit hood, the tip of my licker pushing into it. "Oh Gawwwwd," she moaned. I began to suck on it to engorge her clit even more and five minutes later she was bucking her hips as an orgasm buzzsawed through her.
I slid my body forward and loomed over her as I brought my cock to her heavenly gate and forced it through. She let out a long sigh and wrapped her legs around my back while she took as much of my man missile as she could. I thrust it gradually in and out of her, not wanting to rouse her out of her still half asleep state. "God Master, that feels so good," she reported languidly. I kept that same slow pace up until she had a long, gentle orgasm. I pulled my dick out of her and she reached for it, ringing it with her thumb and middle finger and running them over it. The sensuality of this placid passion session made my love gun more trigger happy and a few minutes later I splashed my load all over her stomach and hip. She reached over to the nightstand and snared a couple of tissues to wipe her fingers and body off with. Then we returned to more kissing before going back to sleep.
A few minutes later, our dogs, probably sensing that we should have given them their breakfast by then, romped into our bed and woke us up for good by licking our faces. Asia got up to take a shower while I fed the mutts. After they had their fill, I let the little four legged hellraisers go into the backyard to do their business. Both dogs are nuts about playing ball, so I gave them a good runaround tossing it all over the yard. It amazes me some of the ways they can contort their bodies to snare the ball in their mouths. When they had enough of that, they followed me back inside and went for the water dish again before jumping up on the couch with me as I flipped on a game. While checking out the contest between two teams I didn't really care that much about, I absentmindedly played with my wedding band. On the inside of the band was inscribed, "forever my Ae-cha."
A few minutes later, a barefoot Asia, who was attired in a tank top and shorts, came downstairs and made breakfast. We ate and I cleared the table and did the dishes. She reminded me that we needed to go through our wedding gifts, which were still in the trunk of my car. I also needed to strip off all the stuff people had done to it that showed Asia and I had just gotten hitched.
Was I feeling any different now that Asia and I had signed the piece of paper that legally made us an officially sanctioned couple? Not THAT much. Yeah, it made me feel a little bit older maybe, but it didn't change how I felt toward Asia or myself. Even if we were still just boyfriend and girlfriend living together we would still face a lot of the same issues and have to negotiate them to keep things on an even keel.
Really, this was more for Asia than anything else. Korean culture, she told me, puts a big emphasis on marriage and continuing the family line. Being a wife in Korea is a kind of status and carries with it a brand of societal respectability. The reason she wanted to marry me so young was that she figured as long as we were going to be together forever and were already cohabiting we might as well tie the knot. Also, in Korean culture, the wife owns the day to day management of the household and it is not to be questioned. Well, or so she said. That was fine with me. She's smarter than I am anyway.
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