What could be more special than this? I wonder.
I’ve just gotten engaged, and I’m the happiest girl on the planet.
Chapter 7 – Gavin
Throughout the rest of the evening, everyone comes up to Jade and I with congratulations.
“Nice going, man,” Isaac says, handing me another beer. “That was an epic proposal.”
I have to admit I agree with him. I sure pulled it off. Jade was sufficiently surprised and obviously hadn’t had a clue what was coming her way.
I even dance with her for the occasion, which I never fucking do. But we just got engaged and I just went in on a company that’s worth a lot of money and life is good.
We’re slow dancing to “Lady in Red” when Amanda comes back onto the stage.
“And now for that special surprise I was telling you about,” she says, looking around.
“What is this about, now?” Jade asks, peering up at me as if I’m keeping another secret from her, but I just shrug.
This time I’m as clueless as she is.
“I’d like to call Miss Priscilla to the stage,” Amanda continues.
The girl who climbs the stairs isn’t as timid as most of the girls who do that. She has obviously fake boobs and dyed blonde hair. She’s wearing an evening gown, very similar to the ones that the girls being auctioned off at the different clubs wear.
“Hi everyone,” she says, waving at us as if she’s a rock star at a concert.
“All you single guys are in for a treat,” Amanda says. “We’ve arranged something very special for you tonight, in celebration of the company’s annual party.”
“What the fuck?” Veronica says, and Jade and Celeste start echoing her three word sentiment.
“I have no idea,” Isaac says, throwing up his hands, and soon Maxim and I are taking similar defensive postures.
“We really didn’t know about this,” I tell them. I look pleadingly at Jade. “Come on, do you really think I’d go for this sort of spectacle on the night I propose?”
She takes a breath, as if that makes perfect sense, because it does. I honestly had no fucking clue.
“I’ve never been to a company party,” Maxim tells Celeste, and soon Isaac and I are echoing that statement. “I didn’t know it was like this.”
“I guess we should have figured,” Veronica says, slowing nodding her head. “I mean, this being the Exchange and all…”
And just like that, we all start laughing.
It does stand to reason that there’s a girl being auctioned off on stage at The Exchange. We’d probably be foolish to think it wouldn’t happen here.
“Priscilla is willing to do anything tonight with anyone who wants to,” Amanda says. “And I do mean anything. And anyone. Maybe multiple .”
With that, Priscilla drops her dress to the floor, showing off those fake tits in their full glory.
“Woah,” I say, quickly taking a drink of my beer.
Isaac pretends to study something on the floor while Maxim straight up turns around and looks at the wall on the other side of the room.
“I’m really sorry about this,” I tell Jade, meeting her eyes. “I had no clue. Really. And I only have eyes for you.”
“I know,” she says, smiling at me. “Let’s get out of here. We can continue our own celebration one on one.”
“Good idea,” Maxim says, grabbing Celeste’s hand.
“Yeah,” she agrees, as we all start heading for the door. “We have a lot to do before our wedding tomorrow. You guys should come! It’s going to be lots of fun. And not this kind of fun…”
She gestures towards the woman on stage, as multiple bidders begin calling out prices at once, totally grandstanding and making my little show earlier look like nothing compared to this spectacle. Jade doesn’t seem to agree, though. She squeezes my hand as if what I just did for her was the best show on earth.
“We’d love to,” Veronica says. “But we have Flannery with us. Her nanny is with her at the hotel so we have to get back soon anyway.”
“Bring her!” Celeste insists. “There will be other kids there too. We love kids.”
“Yeah, hopefully we’ll have some of our own soon,” Maxim says.
By the tone in his voice, I can tell he’s not just saying that to get out of trouble for buying into a club that currently features a naked girl auctioning herself into a gangbang. He really means it.
“Okay,” Celeste says, as we all head out to our separate limos. “I think we’ll be there.”
“We will too,” Jade says, squeezing my hand again. “Right, honey?”
“Why not?” I answer. “It could give us some more ideas for our own wedding. And it’s a lot more wholesome than the debauchery going on in there.”
Chapter 7 – Jade
When we get back to the hotel, it’s late but I’m not tired.
“I can’t believe that girl… Priscilla, her name, was?” Gavin is saying as we enter our suite. “She was just offering herself to… everyone? All at once? What kind of club have I bought into?”
“Oh honey,” I tell him, as I begin undressing.
He looks at me with a lot more lust in his eyes than he did the girl on stage, and that’s all I wanted to see.
“I know you think you need to pontificate the morality of partially owning the club where you and I met, but tonight’s not the night,” I tell him. “Tonight, we need to celebrate our engagement.”
“Do we now?” he asks, looking down at me with desire. “And how exactly do you propose we do that?”
“Like this,” I say, unzipping the pants of his suit.
He’s all dressed up for his special announcement night— and apparently, our engagement night— and I love it. But right now I want him out of his clothes more than I want him in them.
I take his cock in my mouth and suck until it’s completely filling it up. I cup his balls in my hands and work my tongue back and forth, up and down his shaft.
Then I suck the head of his cock some more while my hand moves up and down the length of it. I can’t help but stare at my big rock glistening in front of my face as it works its magic on his cock.
“Oh, yeah,” he says, jamming his cock down my throat. “That’s how my fiancée gives me head.”
I suck on him until he’s swelled up so big I’m sure he’s going to burst in my mouth. Instead, he picks me up and practically throws me down on the bed.
“I’m going to get behind you,” he says, spreading my ass cheeks and pussy open wide. “And I’m going to fuck you doggy style.”
“Hell yeah,” I say, bracing for the feel of his cock entering my pussy or ass, or at least his hand as he slaps my ass cheeks.
Instead, I feel his breath down by my pussy. He inhales, smelling the scent of his cum in me from earlier on the plane, and then exhales.
“First I’m going to eat your delicious pussy.”
He nibbles around on my clit and then dives right in with his tongue. Then he fingers my pussy hole while sucking on my clit.
“This feels so good,” I tell him, digging my fingers— and my big ring— into the pillow in front of me while he sucks out the juice from my pussy. “I’m coming. Gavin, I’m coming.”
“Do you want me to fuck you, my dirty little sex slave?” he asks, slurring his words as the last of my cum fills his mouth.
“Yes, yes!” I call out, unable to hold back even if I wanted to, which I don’t.
“Yes, what?” he says, slapping my ass like I knew he would.
It makes my pussy drip even more for him, all over again.
“Yes, Sir,” I say. “Yes, sir, please fuck me.”
He rams his cock into me, and half sit up and hold onto the headboard while he thrusts in and out of me. I lean back onto his muscular, tattooed chest as he fucks me.
“You’re going to make me come,” he says, as I feel his cock throb inside me. “I’m going to come in your pussy again.”
“Hold on,” I say, remember
ing how I had wanted to finish what I had just started.
I hope he lets me do it. Sometimes he likes to be in complete control in bed but I think he’s feeling so good now that he’ll let me have his way with him.
I end up being right. He doesn’t protest as I quickly turn around and then lie down on my back with my mouth right under his cock.
“You want me to shove my dick in your mouth and fuck it, don’t you, my slutty little sex slave?” Gavin asks me.
“Yes,” I call out, holding onto his ass cheeks. “Yes, Sir.”
He dips his cock into my mouth and breathes out a sigh of relief, like he was about to die if he couldn’t fuck my mouth soon.
I let him stick his cock all the way into my mouth as I suck on it.
“Play with yourself,” he commands me. “I want to see my dirty little slut play with her wet pussy for me.”
“Yes, Sir,” I tell him, my fingers tracing their way down to my pussy.
I rub my clit while he rubs my nipples and fucks my mouth. I wasn’t expecting it to feel so good, but it does.
“I’m going to come in your mouth,” he says, and I open it wider, getting ready for him.
He leans over and plays with my clit while his cum starts to gush into my mouth.
“I’m coming too,” I gag, and the way I hum into his cock seems to make him come more.
I slurp up his cum while my own pours out onto his hand and the hotel bed. Finally, he collapses beside me and puts his arm underneath my neck.
“That was amazing,” he says, nuzzling my neck. “Just as good as our first time, if not better.”
“That’s because it was our first time since we got engaged,” I tell him, with a smile.
“I love you, Jade,” he says, kissing my ear as he starts to drift off to sleep.
“I love you too, Gavin,” I say, cuddling into the crock of his shoulder for a good night’s sleep. “Forever and ever.”
Chapter 8 – Jade
It’s a bright and sunny day. A perfect day for Celeste and Maxim to get married.
The wedding is being held at a ritzy Scottsdale resort and golf course, McCormick Ranch. The ceremony is outside, on an emerald lawn framed by Camelback Mountain and McCormick Lake as its backdrop.
The scenery includes a large wooden arch adorned with beautiful flowers, with the reception to be held later in the palatial West Lawn Pavilion. Celeste certainly has good taste.
Gavin and I sit down next to Veronica and Isaac, among other guests, in one of the rows of white chairs. There’s an adorable baby sitting in Veronica’s lap; she has red hair tied in two yellow mini pigtails that stick up on top of her head because she doesn’t have hair long enough for real pigtails.
“Oh my gosh, she’s so cute!” I exclaim. “Is that little Flannery?”
“It sure is,” Veronica says.
“Nice to meet you, little Flannery,” I say, immediately ascending my tone into a high pitched baby voice without even thinking about. “You really are so very cute.”
Wanna hold her?” Veronica asks. “I need to re-apply my lipstick.”
“Sure!” I answer, “although I’m rather surprised you’re trusting me with your baby when we’re still practically strangers.”
“Oh, please,” Veronica says, with a wave of her hand. I love how chill and laid back she is. “I know good mom material when I see it.”
“Great,” Gavin says, as Veronica passes Flannery to me. “We just got engaged and now she’s going to want a baby already.”
“Don’t be silly, honey,” I tell him, as Flannery smiles up at me and I smile back. “I don’t want a baby just yet.”
“Not just yeeee-eeeeet,” I repeat, tickling Flannery’s cheeks as she coos at me.
“Oh, I really can tell,” Gavin says sarcastically.
“We need to enjoy being newlyweds first,” I tell him, as Flannery starts blowing raspberries at me. “Before we settle down into the big responsibilities.”
“That’s what you say now,” Gavin says. “But just give it a month or two of being engaged.”
“Yeah, when is your wedding going to be?” Veronica asks. “Maybe we can come to that too.”
“You’ll definitely be invited,” I tell her. “But we haven’t set a date yet.”
Flannery laughs at this and I bounce her up and down on my leg, saying, “We haven’t set a date yet, we haven’t set a date yet, we haven’t set a date yet,” in a sing-songy voice.
“Well, I have to admit that’s one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen,” Gavin says. “I guess maybe we shouldn’t wait too long to have a baby.”
“See?” I tell Veronica. “I knew I’d convince him soon enough.”
“I think he was already convinced,” Veronica says with a wink. “Seems like someone’s got him wrapped around her little finger.”
“You mean Flannery?” Gavin says, reaching out a finger that the baby readily grasps. “Babies sure can be cute.”
“She obviously meant me,” I say with a laugh, waving my ring finger around. “Because clearly I already have this big rock wrapped around my finger.”
We laugh but then the music starts so all of us fall quiet, except for Flannery who is still blowing raspberries, oblivious to the seriousness and reverence of the situation.
Maxim walks down the aisle and stands waiting for Celeste. His groomsmen then join him. Maxim looks dashing in his tuxedo, but also kind of like a nervous little boy. I can’t really blame him. It’s obvious that he’s so in love with Celeste.
A pretty young woman walks down the aisle, carrying a bouquet of flowers. I look down at the program— Flannery tries to grab it out of my hands as if she thinks it’s a game— and see the name “Rachel” listed as Matron of Honor before Flannery manages to snatch it away.
I smile at her and shake my head “no,” but I let her have the piece of paper anyway. Gavin’s right. Flannery’s got everyone wrapped around her cute little finger.
The violin string quartet begins playing A Midsummer Night’s Dream and everyone stands up. Celeste is escorted down the aisle by her parents. She’s wearing a beautiful ivory dress that shows off her hourglass figure, hugging her curves in all the right places. She is simply breath taking.
As she stands with Maxim and they say their vows, I can’t wait for my own wedding day. I look down at Flannery still sitting in my lap and wonder what else is in store for Gavin and me in our journey. I can’t believe we ended up here from where we started, but I guess Celeste and Maxim are probably thinking the same thing right about now, and look at them.
The couple who started all of us off, getting married and making it official. And Gavin and I are next… eventually.
He takes my hand in his and I look down at my sparking ring, wanting to remember this day forever. As he winks at me while Celeste and Maxim are pronounced man and wife, I know he’s thinking the exact same thing.
We are a match made in heaven, even if our heaven was a little less traditional than most.
Chapter 9 – Gavin
“That was a great fucking wedding,” I tell Maxim, at his and Celeste’s reception.
“Thanks, Man,” he says, before Celeste pulls him away to go greet guests at other tables with her.
I meant what I said. I’m a dude, but even I know it was a great wedding. And this is an amazing reception.
This pavilion features floor to ceiling accordion glass doors with a beautiful view of the lake and mountain outside, where the couple just said their vows. There’s a live band and delicious food, and amazing weather. It couldn’t be a more perfect evening for a wedding celebration.
Jade alternates between dancing with little Flannery— rocking her in her arms to slow songs and bee-bopping and jostling her around to the faster tunes— and then with me. Just when I think it’s impossible to love her any more than I already do, she proves me wrong.
After dinner, there are toasts, and no one mentions the insane way that Celeste and Maxim met. But at one
point Maxim thanks his guests for coming, including his new business partners “and everything we share in common,” and Celeste winks in the direction of our table.
I suppose true love can be found in the strangest places. Even at three different location of The Exchange.
Speaking of The Exchange, we’re technically supposed to be there for the retreat but I’m glad Maxim and Celeste decided to get married today and invite us, giving us an excuse to not have to be over there. Their reception here is so much better than whatever craziness is going on at The Exchange. It’s becoming clear to me that I’m going to have to balance the sordid club business with a peaceful, happy personal life.
I’m not familiar with such things. I was raised in chaos and debauchery. But I’m determined to make a better life for Jade and myself— and, I can’t help but think, as I see her twirling little Flannery around in her arms— whoever else might eventually join our family.
Jade and I slow dance to a haunting rendition of Garth Brooks’ “To Make You Feel My Love” and then Veronica and Isaac tiptoe over to us, a sleeping Flannery resting in Isaac’s arms.
“We’re going to head out,” Veronica whispers.
“Good night,” Jade says back, her voice low.
She hugs Veronica and Isaac and gives Flannery a gentle kiss on the head.
“I’m so glad I got to meet her,” she says. “And you two!”
“Yes, if we don’t see you guys tomorrow before your flight back, have an amazing rest of your trip,” Veronica says.
Isaac shakes my hand and then it’s just Jade and me. The newlyweds are dancing and other guests are heading out.
“I suppose it’s time we go to our room,” I tell my new fiancée.
I had reserved a room here at the resort so that we don’t have far to go to celebrate everything good that’s happened this weekend, privately.
“I suppose it is,” Jade agrees.
We go over to Veronica and Isaac and say congratulations one more time.
“I’m so glad you could come,” Veronica says, hugging us.
“Good job, man,” I tell Isaac, nodding to him before leading Jade away to our private escape.
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