Chad has some ideas about the wedding

Dani wakes to see the dim light of dawn seeping around the curtains. She still feels a little tired, but her bladder is rather insistent. She gets up and uses the bathroom and then works through her usual morning exercises, hoping to be able to slip back into bed without Chad noticing. Those hopes are dashed when she comes out to find him working on his computer.

"Good morning, my fantastic fiancee," he says, giving her a big grin.

"Oh, groan. I mean I do like to hear you calling me fiancee but that's getting corny."

"Beautiful babe? Gorgeous girlfriend? Magnificent mamma?"

At that Dani grabs a pillow and throws it at him, laughing and telling him, "Way, way to early in the morning for that... that..."

"Aggressive alliteration?"

"You do not want me to run out of pillows to throw."

"How about this: I put coffee on."

"Okay. Back in the good books," she says, scurrying over and quickly grabbing herself a coffee. On the way back from the kitchenette she swings her hips a bit more than necessary and sits on Chad's lap, hugging his shoulder. "And I'll allow 'Gorgeous girlfriend'. That one sounds pretty good." Then she notices what Chad is looking up - wedding chapels, golf courses, hotels and other places in town or nearby that offer a place to hold a reception or a wedding. A little gasp catches in her throat. "Wow. You're in a hurry. Er... not that I'm complaining. I'm just surprised."

"I've had too many friends take a year or a year and a half to get married. That always ends up being nuts."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. The drama!"

"So I figured I'd find some options for a few months from now and see what you liked when you woke up."

"Well that's sweet," says Dani, looking at the first time at the schedules Chad is checking. Lots of late January dates, a few Februarys... oh shit. That's - she does some quick mental math - four to five months away! 'Don't panic, don't freak!' she thinks to herself, trying to concentrate on breathing evenly. Four or five months means I'll be a fucking balloon on my wedding day! 'Calm down, breath.' Okay, okay, at least I'd be married to Chad. But is that better? When the baby comes he'd going to be surprised either way. Fuck. Marry later, I'm sure he really loves me and likes the baby. Marry sooner, I'm sure we'll be together - he'll want to love the baby and work things out. Fuck, which is better!?!

"I tried finding something a little earlier, but December and anything earlier are basically all booked up. Plus I bet that getting our families in for the wedding would be hell in December. Unless you just want to elope."

Elope... could work. Instant marriage. But Mom would be so pissed. And my cousin. And my Aunt. And my other Aunt. Then there's Chad's family, thinking I stole him away. It'll look even worse when I pop out a baby just a few months later. "No, I think we should have an actual wedding. Your parents are already going to be suspicious they haven't met me, my parents will freak out if they don't get a chance to meet you."

"Yeah," says Chad, suppressing a smirk. "Soooo, January seems to be popular. Some of the better wedding spots only start showing openings in February." It's not exactly true, but Chad is rock hard at the thought of Dani trying to hide a nine month pregnant belly in her wedding dress. How she'll have to be careful not to waddle down the isle. How on their wedding night he'll be able to rub her stomach and feel his child, nearly ready to pop, as he fucks her on the big, soft bed of a honeymoon suite.

Dani feels herself relax as she bottles up all her worries and embraces her calm. She breathes out, breathes in and says, "I like that one there. It looks traditional enough, but it's not an actual church."

"Yeah, that's a good one. Funny thing is it's tied to a big hotel - so we get to have the wedding and reception in one place. And the wedding guests don't have to drive anywhere after the reception. One nice, compact location."

"Sounds great. When's it available? Oh, and how expensive is it?"

Chad clicks on the site and finds the schedule and the long list of prices. "Looks like we've got to negotiate for all sorts of different extras and stuff - but the earliest date is February 10th. One of the last places to free up." Chad does some mental math of his own - on that date Dani should be around 37 weeks pregnant.

Dani takes the mouse and checks a few things. Then she shocks him by saying, "How about this one? February 20th. It's almost two weeks later but it's a Saturday instead of a Wednesday, the wedding can happen earlier in the day and they offer some discounts - which is always nice." Inside parts of Dani's brain are screaming, but really this is a much better time and date. Plus there's no real chance she'll pop before 40 weeks - not for her first pregnancy. As for fitting in her gown, well that would be a problem for her any time in February - or even January - so fuck it, she'll just need to improve her daily routine.

"Yeah," Chad replies, putting an arm around Dani's waist and squeezing her tummy against his side, "the 20th is much better." Damn, his minx of a fiancee is doing this to herself deliberately! Maybe she's getting off on the idea just as much as he is. Under his bathrobe his cock throbs slightly, oozing a little precum.

Dani moves the mouse to another browser window and clicks, asking "what's this?" The answer pops up on screen in the form of some tight and sexy wedding dresses. Some have sheer fabric, some have cutout panels, one is an actual two piece wedding dress - one rather short skirt plus one very ornate embroidered crop top that covers the arms and even includes gloves, but stops beneath the chest, leaving the midriff totally exposed. The last one is basically a rhinestone encrusted white bikini plus a thin silk veil that only comes down as far as the model's shoulders.

"Just a few ideas."

"You know the bride is supposed to pick out the wedding dress, right? Plus, can you imagine what my parents or yours would say if I dressed up in that kind of thing? I mean they might as well label it 'for wedding porn and tasteless teens'."

"I think you could pull it off," Chad says, laughing and tickling Dani until she giggles and shrieks.

"Yeah, well maybe I'll have to pick out your tux."

"No need, I've got that sorted out too." Chad points at another window and Dani clicks it, revealing a wedding tuxedo that looks like a pair of designers had a fight. One wanted pink, the other wanted Christmas themed decoration and fittings.

"Oh my God that is the most hideous thing I've ever seen!" Dani can't help but start laughing again.

"Yeah, but I figure if you said yes to me in front of your parents while I was wearing that then you'd have to really love me."

"Mmmm, well thinking the same way maybe I should just wear a latex skin suit, right? All bright white latex. Maybe a latex veil and a big strap-on dildo too."

"Now you're getting the hang of it," says Chad, laughing. "But seriously, you could wear that red dress you wore last night. No one could question me saying yes to such a beauty."