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From Teenage Girl to Married Woman (Ryanmo97 and kittystar)

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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. Do to some great investments and he was able to make a lot of money and retire early. He build a cabin in the woods with all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. He also raised chickens and planted a garden for food. He only went to town once a week to get other food. He enjoyed his life but he missed having female companionship.

One day an old friend of his called. He told Ryan that both he and his wife had lost their jobs and were deep in debt. He asked if Ryan could help him in any way. Ryan thought for a moment and remembered that his friend had an 18 year old daughter. Ryan told his friend that he would pay off all of his debts and give both him and his wife good paying secure jobs in his corporation, only if they give their daughter to him to be his wife. His friend was shocked at the proposal but it was a very good one. He told Ryan he would have to discuss it with his wife and daughter. Ryan agreed and told his friend he would have a week to discuss the idea with his family. Then, Ryan hung up.
 
"You want me to what!?!" Alana McBride yelled at her father. He tried to explain it to her calmly. She ran her slender fingers through her long straight red hair. "It would help your family out. And, he's a nice guy. Please, Alana. We're begging you." Her bright blue eyes scanned his face. Could she do this? Could she marry some man that she didn't even know for her family's sake? She had just graduated high school. She sighed and looked up at her father. She was only 5'2, so she usually looked up to everyone.

"I want a real wedding. That's my only thing. I want a pretty wedding dress and everything." Her father hugged her tightly and ran to call Ryan.
 
Ryan smiled when Alana's father called him and told him the wedding was on. He smiled and agreed to pay for everything. Alana had the freedom to plan the wedding of her dreams. He would come down and meet with Alana and her family the week before the wedding to talk everything over. Alana's father agreed and said good bye. About a month later, Ryan pulled up to the McBride home in a blue SUV. He was wearing a nice shirt and slacks. He rang the bell and waited for someone to answer.
 
Alana answered the door with her hair in big curls. She was wearing short cheerleading shorts and a tight white tank top. "Hello, Mr. Morris." She stepped back for him to come in. She had never really met him much before this. She really didn't want to do this, but she had to help her family. "Guess we're... uh... getting married tomorrow." She looked at her feet, unsure of what else to say.
 
Ryan smiled when Alana opened the door and he saw her standing there. "Yes, we are... and please call me Ryan." He walked in and was greeted by Alana's parents. They escorted the two to the living room and let them have some privacy. "So.. Tell me about yourself..."
 
Alana sat down on the couch. She smiled sweetly. She had just gotten her braces off a few weeks before graduation, so she licked her straight white teeth frequently. She shrugged. "Not much to tell. I just graduated. I don't really have any college plans. I think I'd like to do hair at some point. Not sure though.... What about you?"
 
Ryan smiled as he listened to Alana. She was so good looking. Plus, she was a redhead... he had a thing for redheads. "Well. I started my company out of college and with in a few years I was a multi-millionaire. I got tired of the corporate life so I found people I could trust to run my company and I had a brand new log cabin built in the mountains. I moved up there about a year ago."
 
She nodded. "So you're all alone up there? No wonder you're lonely." She tried to smile a bit. She felt bad for the man's loneliness, but at the same time, she didn't want to be a part of it. She just wanted to be a normal teenage girl. Not a betrothed girl. Alana looked around the room anxiously. "Do you want something to drink, Mr. Mor-" She giggled a bit. "Ryan, I mean."
 
Ryan smiled when Alana laughed. She had a wonderful laugh, "Sure," he said, "I would love a Coke." When she returned, he said, "Thank you. I know this is a hard for you but believe me you will be very happy. Would you like to see some pictures of my home?" he took out his iPhone and showed he some pictures. From the outside it looked like a modern two story log cabin. Inside it was decorated very tastfully. The kitchen had a lot of brand new applances. The backyard had a chicken coop and a greenhouse for growing vegetables. "What do you think?"
 
It was a very nice cabin. Maybe this life wouldn't be too bad. "It's beautiful." Alana smiled sweetly. "Can I ask you a question?" She had both hands wrapped around her glass and drank from it that way. Her french manicured nails tapped the glass lightly. After drinking a bit of the sweet tea, she looked over at him. She crossed her legs gracefully and debated whether to ask it. Finally, she took a deep breath. "Why do you want to marry someone so much younger than you?"
 
Ryan thought for a moment about Alana's question. "That is a good question. The main reason I want to do this is to help your family. Your dad and mom are very old friends of mine and I want to help them. And, I figured this way would help us all out... I'm glad that you are willing to give this a chance and I promise to love you and protect you and our children for the rest of your life." He took a hold of her hand and looked into her eyes and smiled.
 
Alana gulped. Children? She wasn't sure she ever wanted to be a mother. Let alone anytime soon. She thought it over for a moment, still holding his hands. "Can we wait on children for a bit?" She bit her lip and looked away from him. She wasn't prepared for all of this. "But, I do want to thank you for helping my family. It means so much to me."
 
Ryan smiled when she asked if they could wait on children. "Sure... We don't have to have kids Right away. But, I do want to be a father one day. And you're welcome." He gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Well, Do you have anymore questions for me?"
 
"Not really any questions... just a statement..." Alana gulped down more tea. She wanted to tell him this, but she wasn't sure how to word it. So, she chose to say it quickly. "I'm a virgin. Our wedding night will be my first time. Please... be gentle." She looked away as her cheeks burned crimson.
 
Ryan smiled when she asked him to be gentle on their wedding night. He wasn't going to press sex upon her but since she offered he wouldn't turn her down, "I promise I will be gentle... It will be the most wonderful night of your life..." He turned her head and kissed her on the lips. "Oh, one more thing before I go..." He took her hand and then slide a diamond engagement ring on to her finger. "I have to go... I'll see you tomorrow..."
 
Alana looked up at him as he turned her head. His kiss wasn't as bad as she had thought it would be. She smiled as the diamond ring fit perfectly. She smiled. "Be careful... I'll see you then." After seeing him out, she ran upstairs to her room. She took pictures of the ring and posted them on facebook. She eagerly awaited her friend's responses and inevitable jealousy. Instead, everyone criticized her. She cried herself to sleep.

The next day was her wedding day. She had her hair fixed in an elegant updo and donned a mermaid wedding dress. It was all a blur and before she knew what was happening, her father was walking her down the aisle. She looked at her groom waiting down the aisle from her.
 
Ryan took a deep breath as he waited for Alana to walk down the aisle he was wearing an nice black tuxedo. He smiled when he saw his bride walking up the aisle toward them. When her father put her hand in his, Ryan smiled and they turned to face the wedding official, "We are gathered here today to witness the joining of Ryan and Alana in Marriage. Would you both please face each other and join hands."

Ryan and Alana turned toward each other and took each others hands, then the official said, "Ryan, do you take Alana to be your wife, to love, honor, cherish and protect her, till death do you part?"

"I do," said Ryan.

"Alana, do you take Ryan to be your Husband, to love, honor, cherish and protect him till death do you part?"
 
Alana's small bit of childhood flashed through her mind. She would never get the college experience that other girls did. It was a dreary future. Her eyes cut to her father's eager face. She couldn't let them down. After all, how bad could Ryan be? She looked back to him and smiled. "I do."
 
"May I have the rings please," asked the official. Ryan reached into his pocket and handed him two wedding bands, and Then he continued, "Ryan place the ring on Alana's finger and repeat after me."

Ryan took a wedding band from the official and slide it onto Alana's finger, "I, Ryan, take thee Alana, to be my wife. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore."

Ryan said, "I, Ryan, take thee Alana, to be my wife. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore."

The official looked at Alana, "Alana place the ring on Ryan's finger and repeat after me 'I, Alana, take thee Ryan, to be my Husband. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore.' "
 
Alana was still feeling hesitant as she looked into the older man's eyes. She slowly slid the ring onto his finger. Her words were slow, and she averted her eyes from his. "I, Alana, take the Ryan to my husband." She paused and looked at her father. In that moment, she just wanted him to tell her to step down and forget all this foolishness.

The look of hope on his face dashed all of hers. She looked at Ryan's hand.

"To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore." She gulped as she released his hand. She hoped this would all be over soon. The eyes on her made her incredibly nervous. Would anyone see through the facade? Or worse... would anyone call her out on it?
 
Ryan smiled then the official said, "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Ryan kissed Alana on the lips and then they turned to the witnesses and said, "I now proud to introduce to you for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Ryan Morris."

After the wedding there was a small reception at a nearby restaurant. Ryan gave Alana some time alone with her parents who promise to come visit her in a few months when they could get away from their jobs. Then Ryan and Alana got in a limo and headed to a five star hotel in the city. He looked at his bride and said, "A penny for your thoughts..."
 
"Not really thinking about much." She looked at her feet. "Mostly just tired of being in this dress." She giggled a bit. "What about you?"
 
Ryan smiled when she said she said she was tired of being in the dress. "Me... I guess I'm just a bit nervous about tonight... I want tonight to be special for you... I hope I don't disappoint you..." He softly kissed her cheek. They arrived and were taken up to the Honeymoon Suite. Once they got there Ryan carried Alana over the threshold and set her down to tip the bellboy. Once he was gone, Ryan noticed there was a bottle of sparkling white grape juice in a bucket of ice. He opened the bottle and pored them each a glass. He handed her a glass and said, "Do you need any help with your dress?"
 
The thought of losing her virginity held no special place in her heart. She had accepted that this would happen, but she wasn't thrilled. Alana allowed Ryan to pick her up. Once on the ground, she looked around the luxurious suite. It was quite impressive. Perhaps he had more money than she had originally thought. Her voice pulled her out of her thoughts. She smiled and took the glass. She took a few sips from it. "No thank you. I should be able to get it." She set the glass down and grabbed her smallest bag. She had purchased some bridal lingerie. After all, why pass up the opportunity to look good? She went to the bathroom and struggled with the dress for some time. Finally, with her fingertips red, it fell down her curves. She stepped out and hung it up on the door hanger.

She changed into a white corset that pushed her breasts up way past their normal height. It had a silk finish. She paired that with cheeky white panties that said, "Mrs. Morris" on the back. She had them custom made. She was still wearing her simple white high heels. She checked her hair in the mirror and walked out of the bathroom. She did a small twirl for her new husband. "What do you think?"
 
While Alana was in the bathroom. Ryan pulled back the covers on the bed and took of his clothes. He was just wearing his boxer shorts. He heard the door opened and was stunned when he saw her walk out in a corset, panties, stockings, and heels. "Wow..." he said with a smile... "You look great..." He walked up to her and kissed her on the lips. "Are you ready, my love?"
 
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