An apartment in the city.

With that Vixxen moved with Mason to New York, where he worked at a financial services firm as a broker. Mason lived in a two bedroom apartment in Manhattan. It wasn't anything like the mansion in Vegas, but it was still very nice for the city.

It didn't have a great view of the park, but you could see the park in the distance from the window. It didn't have a gym, but there was a decent gym not too far away and Mason got Vixxen a membership. There wasn't any parking to speak of, but Vixxen didn't own a car anyway.

Vixxen didn't take long to acclimate to the city, and people were for the most part nice to her. (As people tend to be nice to beautiful women.) She found a coffee shop she liked, and started to adjust to not working at night, instead spending her time loving on Mason.

Mason had not minded that she was a stripper, but told her she didn't have to ever again. He didn't want other men paying to touch her naked body anymore. She offered to look for work, but he said not to. Money really wasn't a problem he told her.

They dated for two months before Mason proposed, and got married three months later. His parents wanted a big wedding but Vixxen did not. She didn't want to wear a white wedding dress around his mother, and she wasn't likely to have anyone but her friend Nikki at the wedding.

Mason and his mom prevailed, and Vixxen bought a stunning wedding dress, one that fit her amazing body perfectly. It showed off her curves without being slutty, not hiding her big breasts but not showing much skin either.

They agreed on a moderate sized wedding, and while Vixxen didn’t have many people to invite, she invited the people she knew, and some showed up.

Nikki flew into town and stayed with them, and while Mason had a subdued bachelor party, Vixxen just spent the evening with Nikki. Vixxen noticed Nikki was nervous, and bugged her about what was wrong.

"Be straight with me Nick," Vixxen said," we have known each other too long to hold back."

"This is the wrong time Vixx, now isn't the time for bad news babe." Nikki responded.

Vixxen asked if Nikki's marriage was doing okay, and it was Nikki assured her. It was back home she said. "Your father is dead Vixxen."

Vixxen was surprised, she had not expected to ever think about her dad Michael again. "How?" Is all Vixxen asked, not showing a lot of emotion.

"He got shot Vixxen, it was bad." Nikki replied, "My mom told me a few weeks ago, it as in the news there. He was in the hospital for a while, but he is gone."

Vixxen smiled and lifted her glass of wine, "Cheers Nikki, here is to never having to think of that piece of shit ever again." They toasted, while Nikki was surprised Vixxen took it that well, she understood. There was a lot of bad history there.

Vixxen had long since closed off any affection for her rapist father, she didn’t wish harm on anyone, but with him she came pretty close.

Vixxen and Mason were married, and it was a beautiful ceremony. Vixxen was pleased that Allan showed up from Vegas, and William showed up from Dallas, and she was shocked to see a very smartly dressed Kira Kener show up as well.

She had connected with Kira in the two weeks she had known her, and they had been lovers and also became friends. Kira left traded phone numbers in trying to get Vixxen to come to LA and work with her in porn. Vixxen had declined, but they had spoken fairly often and remained friends.

Kira was in a manner of disguise, not wearing anything right or revealing, keeping some large sunglasses on, and no being made up beyond base and some light lipstick. Vixxen knew her instantly, but doubted many others did.

At the reception when Vixxen hugged Kira and gave her a quick peck on the lips, Mason saw a wide smile on her face and Vixxen noticed his jaw drop. He knew who it was.

“Mason, this is a friend I made in Vegas,” starting to introduce them, and Kira spoke up.

“Stephanie,” she said with a smile, shaking Mason’s hand and then pulling him in for a quick hug. She was a foot shorter than he was, Vixxen could see her new husband was wide eyed. “Stephanie Knain,” she said sweetly.

Vixxen invited Kira to dance at one point, and was friendly throughout the reception with her, and said her goodbyes to Kira and Allan before she left for their honeymoon.

In the car Mason finally asked, “was that Kira Kener?” He asked softly.

Vixxen smiled, “yes it was baby, she stayed with us in Vegas for a couple of weeks when she was feature dancing, she did a lot of instruction on dancing and working a crowd. We became friends.”

Mason was breathless, Kira was one of his favorites, “wow babe, you know Kira Kener. Did you…” Mason started and then stopped the question, realizing on the way to a honeymoon might not be the right time, t Vixxen smiled at him.

“Did we fuck?” She asked sweetly, “yes Mason, we did, a lot. She enjoys women a lot more than she lets on in her movies.”

“And she swallows cum in her private life, I didn’t expect that, having seen some of her work.”

Mason just groaned. He wasn’t very much into watching women have lesbian sex, but Kira Kener was something else.

They finally moved on to another subject, they coming honeymoon. They spent a night at a high end New York hotel and flew out the next morning for Europe. They had a passionate night of sex, and Vixxen even put one of Kira Kener’s scenes on Mason’s laptop, and sucked his dick while he watched Kira on screen. He had tended to be a somewhat boring lover, Vixxen hoped this would break him out of his shell.

They then spent two weeks in Europe to celebrate. They saw many things Vixxen had never dreamed of seeing. They made love in view of the Eiffel Tower, Mason fucked her doggy style in front of a beautiful view of Venice, and Mason came all over her face and tits on the grass in a beautiful country meadow in Ireland.

They had what most would call porno sex all over Europe. Vixxen swallowed Mason's cum in nine different countries, that had to be some sort of record somewhere.

When they got home Mason went back to work and Vixxen started to adjust to the life of a stay at home wife. Mason worked long hours, leaving while vixen slept, and often coming home late. They had a housekeeper, so there wasn't that much to do.

Vixxen spent time at the gym, and found a dance class and a good yoga instructor, she wasn’t used to having downtime, and had to fill it.

They ate dinner together most of the time, and made love almost every night. This passion lasted them most of a year, as the renewed relationship and passion they shared drove them into each other's arms as often as proximity would allow.

The past started to fade for Vixxen, she didn't miss working on a pole even once. She didn't dwell on the past, and started to open up more to others. Living in such a diverse city helped her to let go of the past, as she finally was able to be at ease around men who were larger than her and around black men.

It was a thrilling time for Vixxen, young, newly married and living in a big city full of fun and adventure.