The Lovely Wedding

Everything is just perfect. The guest are all seated, Daren is already waiting at the altar, his best man beside him. And soon, the bride will be walking down the aisle.

Liam sits in the middle to back, away from the main crowd, but enough to see the bride clearly when she emerges. His presence in this wedding was explained as an old acquaintance from Brenda's college, someone that knows the couple. No one suspect a thing. The bride's maid are already standing at the side of the altar, all five of them wearing matching sky blue dresses that complement their figures perfectly. Brenda handpicked them herself, consisting of Chloe, Nia, Himari, and Maya, all her best friend that is in the loop of things. The four women glance his way from time to time, sending him knowing smiles and seductive looks.

Soon, the music changes, indicating that the bride is coming. Everyone stands, turning to see the bride make her entrance. Brenda is radiant in a classic gown. Its silhouette is sleek, with a subtle train. The gown is a creamy ivory. Embellished with delicate lace patterns. Her veil is a fine tulle. Landed perfectly on her head. A simple yet elegant tiara holds it in place. In Daren's eyes. Brenda is a vision of perfection. A goddess walking towards him. She is escorted by her dad, her eyes locking on to Daren, who is looking at her with awe and love. They smile at each other. It's like no one else exist. They are in their own world.

But in reality, behind that beautiful smile. Behind those happy tears. Lies a woman whose loyalty lies elsewhere. Who would gladly trade her happiness for the pleasure of another man. Who is willing to ruin her wedding day, to serve, in her mind, a greater purpose. And that is exactly what she is going to do. The thought alone makes Liam smile. The whole scenario, so absurd, so ridiculous, yet it is the reality they are in. It's been this way for years, and he never got tired of it. The women he encounters, from the small things like paying for his meals to bigger things such as sacrificing their career or family, just to please him, to be near him. It is still an endless amusement.

The rest of the wedding goes as one would expect. Daren and Brenda exchange their vows, they said I do, and they kiss. The applause erupt, the bride and groom make their way back down the aisle, their guest throwing flower petals and cheering. It's a beautiful moment. One that would be cherished forever. By everyone except the bride, of course. She had something more important in mind. And she is counting down the moment she can finally carry it out.

The reception is held in an exquisite hotel, Daren being a well-to-do man, spared no expenses in giving Brenda her dream wedding. The guest are all enjoying the party. Daren and Brenda have their first dance. The groom's father give his speech, as do Brenda's dad. Then it's time for the best man speech.

Jake, Daren's best friend, is a big, jolly man. He's known Daren since childhood. And he is the perfect choice for this speech. He step up to the microphone, looking at his best friend and new bride, his expression soft, his tone sincere.

"First of all... I want to thank everyone for being here, for being part of this wonderful day." He starts, the crowd quiets down to listen. "Daren, my man, you have been my brother since we were kids. I still remember how you used to follow me around like a puppy, how we got into trouble together, how we grew up together. And now, seeing you here, standing next to this beautiful woman, ready to start the next chapter of your life, it fills me with pride." His eyes tear up a bit, and Daren give him a warm smile, mouthing thank you.

"Now, Brenda." Jake turns to her, his expression serious, "I know you only for a year, but in that short time, I can see how much you mean to him. How much he loves you. You have brought so much happiness to his life, and I can tell you feel the same." He continues, "I never thought I would see the day my boy would settle down, but here we are. And I can say with confidence, that he made the right choice. You two are perfect for each other." He pauses, looking around, "Now, I can ramble on and on about how wonderful you two are together. But, I know you guys want to party, so I will keep this short. Daren, my brother, I wish you a lifetime of happiness with your lovely bride. May you two continue to love and cherish each other. Cheers!"

The crowd erupts in cheers and applause. Daren hugs Jake, thanking him. Brenda gives Jake a kiss on the cheek, thanking him too. And the party continue. Liam watch everything with interest, and of course to fill the time until his own main event, he goes around the place. Plucking and trying not only the available delicacies, but also the women. While the bride and her bride's maids are out of his reach for now. The reception provide plenty of opportunities. From the catering girls, to some of the female guests, to even the families from the wedded spouse. Brenda's mother is of course an easy catch. After their encounter at the dressing room, she had been more than willing to serve. He makes sure to find time to drag her into the bathroom and fuck her ass, giving the older woman another load of cum, much to her pleasure. Then he finds Daren's mom, a woman in her late 40s, who have been staring at him all night. It's almost laughable how easily she folds to his advances, and in a matter of minutes, he had her on her knees, sucking his cock in one of the private corner of the hotel's lobby. Another one he takes is a cousin of Daren, a cute redhead in her mid 20s, who can't keep her eyes off him. Liam decides to give her what she wanted, pulling her to a more secluded area and bending her over, lifting her dress and fucking her hard and quick, leaving a mess of cum inside her cunt, before she goes back to her family, a bit disheveled but satisfied. Regardless, as the reception goes, Liam doesn't found himself bored. He is, in fact, keep his own fun going, making the best of the time he got, knowing what will come next.

Slowly and surely, the guests start to disperse and go home, leaving only close friends and family who stayed at the very hotel to rest after a day of celebrating. The bride and groom, of course, staying at the penthouse suite, for a romantic night of love making, or so Daren think.

"Whoa I'm wiped more than I thought..." Daren says as he lies on the bed, suit and all, feeling the exhaustion of the day. "Damn... best day ever... but man am I beat..."

"Me too." Brenda chuckles, taking off her heels and sitting next to him. "I guess we really need to rest."

"Haha, yeah. Don't want to be too tired for our wedding night... right?" He grins, pulling her closer for a kiss. The kiss deepens, his hand starting to roam her body. "Maybe we should take off this gown and... you know..." He whispers, his hand going under her skirt, caressing her thigh.

"Whoa slow down there tiger." Brenda laughs, stopping his hand, "We just got here. We got all night ahead of us." She stands up, smoothing out her dress, "Besides, I wanna keep this dress on for a bit longer. It's a special night... we should enjoy every minute of it."

"Aww come on..." Daren whines, but not too insistently, "Can't blame me for wanting to get my hands on you. You look stunning today."

"Aww thank you baby." Brenda smile, bending down to kiss him. "And I appreciate your eagerness. But tonight, I want it to be perfect... romantic... you know? Let's wind down first. How about a drink?"

"I thought we had drink plenty back at the reception..." Daren mutters, though his expression shows he's not against the idea. "Fine, fine. But just one. I don't want to be too drunk for our first night together."

"Deal." Brenda giggles, going to the mini bar and pouring them some wine. "To our new life together." She toasts, handing him a glass.

"To us." Daren smiles, clinking his glass with hers. They both sip their wine in comfortable silence, looking out the window at the city below.

"God, I can't believe this day actually happened. I mean... it's like a dream. Everything feels so surreal." Daren murmurs, his tone soft and contemplative. Brenda hums in agreement. "Do you remember that day we met? At the fundraiser? I feel like I should have asked you out then and there. But I was so nervous..."

Brenda laughs softly, "You were nervous? You seemed so confident... charming even."

"Well, I have my moments. But trust me, I was..." Daren yawns, his eyes getting heavier than before, maybe he really is that tired, "Wow... guess I'm more tired than I thought..."

"Looks like." Brenda agrees, putting their now empty glasses aside, "Listen, the whole first night thing is just some patriarchal mumbo jumbo anyway, there's plenty time between us on the honeymoon.." She continues, though she can tell most of the sentence goes out the other ear as Daren's breathing starts to even out, indicating he's falling asleep.

"Well, yeah... I mean we got all the time in the world... and you're so... beautiful..." Daren's words become more slurred and less coherent as his eyelid droops, he struggles to keep his eyes open, but fail, as his head hitting the pillow.

"Nighty night, Daren. You're the sweetest." Brenda says affectionately, taking off his tie and loosening his collar, then his shoes and pants. Once she makes sure he's comfortable, she tucks him in, kissing his forehead. Then she stood up, straighten her dress, "But now the real wedding can start. Finally." She says to herself, a devious grin on her lips as she walks to the door, unlocking and opening it. Behind it, Liam, the rest of the bridesmaids all waiting, and along with plenty other important women of the wedding. Their expression showing eagerness and excitement. Brenda smile widely, opening the door wide to welcome them in.