And Then There Were Three (19 page)

“I just wanted to watch that,” Mark said
snuggling back under the covers, with an obvious erection. Nicole
and I gave a few naughty giggles as we pounced on him. Together we
licked, sucked, and teased him to a very happy ending.

*****

Mark and I walked arm in arm down the
makeshift aisle after the kids. The rose colored sleeveless gown
with lace detailing over the breasts and gathered chiffon at the
bodice was the perfect dress for this occasion. The charcoal gray
three piece suit worn by Mark complimented the rose color of his
tie and handkerchief. Standing eagerly before Nicholas we waited
for Nicole. Nicholas not only doubled as a fantastic actor/dancer,
but unofficial minister to gay and lesbian couples in his spare
time. The music began as our backyard a wash of white and
rose-colored flowers came to life with the entrance of Nicole.
Considering neither of us was privy to her dress we both gasped at
the sight of our lovely bride. I felt the tears immediately cascade
down my cheeks as Mark wiped quickly at the few escaping tears on
his own cheek. Nicole looked positively exquisite on the arm of her
grandmother. The long rose-colored lace gown with center front slit
was perfect on Nicole. The gathered center knot at the waist made
this romantic dress perfect for this very romantic day.

I could see the parents in the front row and
there were very few dry eyes in attendance. Even Junior let out a
few tears as Nicole made her way down the aisle. Sabrina and
Celeste were full on crying as Nicole approached us. With the
exception of an ever scowling Amber and Monica, my friends were all
reaching for tissues. Nicole reached us as her grandmother gave us
both kisses before taking her seat.

“You look absolutely stunning sweetheart,” I
managed to squeak out. Mark nodded his agreement unable to find the
words. Nicholas with a passionate flair conducted our simple
ceremony were we presented Nicole with an additional ring. Nicole
added an extra band to our rings as a symbol of our joint
commitment. Words were difficult as both Mark and I stumbled
through our vows. Nicole managed to get through her vows with grace
before giving into her own emotions. We managed to calm her enough
to finish the ceremony. After our non-legal pronunciation, we
walked proudly each taking one of Mark’s hands. We made the
necessary thanks before whisking our emotional bride to our room.
The caterers converted the backyard into a reception while we were
away.

“It’s okay sweetheart,” we said hugging her
tightly. Nicole continued to sob uncontrollably.

“I am just so happy. I love you both so
much,” she whimpered.

“We know that Nicole. We love you too,” Mark
reassured wiping her tears. It took us a few more minutes to get
Nicole ready for the small reception. The music was blaring as we
reentered the backyard with our blushing bride.

No matter how unorthodox this union, it felt
completely normal. With our kids and our new bride, we looked
forward to a long future together. We looked forward to continuing
the trend of making our own rules. Those rules however would most
certainly be laced with love.

The End!

About The Author

Renee Lindemann has been writing for over
ten years, mostly for friends and family. Her husband finally
convinced her that it was time to start the publishing process.
Love and the beauty of adult relationships have always fascinated
Renee. Renee brings her brand of contemporary adult love stories to
a very captive audience. When Renee is not writing sizzling stories
she works as a registered nurse. Renee lives with her husband, four
daughters, an old beloved housecat named Punk, and a Ball Python
named Blake the Snake.

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