The Marriage of Blondie and Mr. Dithers

"Mom, you look so beautiful!" Cookie Bumstead hugged her mother from behind. Staring at the full-length mirror, the two blonde gorgeous women could have been mistaken for sisters. Cookie was helping her mother into her bridal dress. It was just a few more minutes before the wedding. The mother and daughter were at the master bedroom of the new mansion that Julius had built for himself and his bride-to-be. Peeking out of the curtains, Cookie saw the guests slowly getting into their seats by the huge garden lawn where the wedding was taking place. The sun was shining. Everyone was in high spirits. Cookie and Blondie both looked great. Everything was perfect.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Cookie saw her mother stare at the mirror. Blondie caught her gaze in the reflection and smiled. "Nothing, honey, nothing at all," Blondie said smiling. Cookie turned serious. She knew her mother too well. And she knew that her being in deep thought meant that she was hesitant about the wedding. She faced her mom. "Mom, if you really don't want to get through this...". Before she could finish, Blondie stopped her daughter. "Oh honey. Don't be silly! I'm just trying to make sure we didn't forget anything." This made perfect sense. They only had a week to prepare for the wedding but somehow they pulled it off. "Mom, as long as you're happy, Alex and I will be right behind you." Blondie smiled. Her children never questioned her affair with Mr. Dithers. They were very respectful because they saw that their mother was actually having a great time when she was with him. They hugged and Cookie said goodbye so she could take her place in the procession as the maid-of-honor.

But Cookie's instincts were spot on. Blondie was having second thoughts. A week ago, after she made love to Dagwood, he told her something that shattered reality for her. He said to her that Cora Dithers called her the other night. She divulged that she found out that Julius had used GHBs on Blondie. He roofied her drinks when he invited himself over for a friendly chat. He **** her while she was ****. He'd do it for a period of time until she eventually started having sexual dreams about him. She started to look forward to his visits whenever Dagwood would leave for work. She became convinced that she was becoming infatuated with him. He started to fuck her while awake so she could feel his dick inside her. She resisted at first. But she was so subconsciously conditioned to fucking him that she eventually relented. Her vagina welcomed effortlessly his unusually large member. She found it very pleasurable and she fell in love with him. It all made sense. This was how a young, beautiful and sexually frustrated suburbanite housewife was able to fall for an old, repulsive, well-endowed and very well-off geezer. And here she was after everything that has happened -- recently divorced, pregnant and somewhat confused. Did she really love Julius? Did she still love Dagwood? You can't have feelings for both. But in her heart this is what she felt.

All the guests have arrived and were in their seats. The string quartet played lovely wedding inspired music as the bridesmaids and groomsmen went went down the aisle. The Woodleys, the Tuttles, and the Beasleys made up all six of them. The best man followed and it was Blondie's son, Alexander, who was all smiles. Then Cookie followed and everyone marveled at how she was almost a spitting image of her young mother. Then it was Mr. Dithers' turn and he came in beaming sharply dressed in a black tuxedo. All clad in black and white and bespectacled, he resembled The Penguin; all what was missing was his signature umbrella and top hat. The music seamlessly transitioned to the bridal chorus as everyone turned and gazed at the wonderful image of the bride.

Blondie was breathtakingly beautiful. Her face had the alluring smile from her luscious lips, captivating blue eyes and a soft and smooth skin with an irresistible glow from pregnancy. A white floral shoulder length headdress covered her short golden blonde locks. Her famous hair curls playfully bounced on her temples and nape. Her gown was absolutely stunning. It was a mermaid style and almost transparent sleeveless and body-hugging dress with large floral embellishments that covered a decent amount of skin. Her navel and sensual curves from her breasts, buttocks and groin were still visible implying that she didn't wear any noticeable forms of underwear. The gown's court train slid elegantly behind her as she walked along the paved portion of the garden towards where her groom stood. Her figure was tight and fit that most people still didn't know that she was already carrying her future husband's child. She was the envy of every woman including a visibly upset Cora Dithers who graciously showed to harbor no ill will for her ex-husband. And she was lusted after every man in the entire area including the pastor who gulped and tugged at his clerical collar from the increasing heat of desire. As she walked to the stylish wedding arch erected at the foot of the garden's impressive fountain, she scanned the guests from her peripheral vision. Dagwood was nowhere to be found. She held anxiously at the wedding bouquet in front of her waist. She handpicked them carefully from her own garden. The flowers she chose traditionally meant to signify a passionate love for a perfect lover: red roses and tulips.

Mr. Dithers was excited to see his blushing bride. He hadn't had sex with her for a week. They were busy planning a hastily scheduled wedding but his wealth can do the impossible. He had the mansion built for Blondie in record time. And he couldn't wait for their honeymoon nor for them to be alone again.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Julius Caesar Dithers and Blondie Boopadoop in holy matrimony..."

Blondie felt weird hearing her maiden name again. It somehow felt liberating but with a hint of vulnerability.

"Who gives this woman to be married to this man?"

"My sister and I do," Alexander said.

Blondie thought about her children. She wondered what they really felt about having Mr. Dithers as a stepfather. Or how their own mother left their father for a much older man. Then Julius said his wedding vows. He said them clearly, brisk and with purpose like he meant every single word but couldn't wait until the whole ceremony was over. When it was her turn to say her vows she saw him. It was Dagwood! He stood at the very end of all the guests. He wasn't angry, mad or sad. He was grinning weakly as if accepting his fate of losing the woman he loved and having the greatest respect for her by not disrupting their wedding. Everything was civil.

"I, Blondie Boopadoop, take thee, Julius Dithers, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, honor, and cherish, 'til **** do us part."

To love, honor, and cherish -- Blondie repeated these words in her head with apprehension and concern. Was she really marrying Julius for love? Or did she fall madly in lust with him? Or maybe she felt both.