Day 43 - Wedding Bells

The antic piano played a lovely tune as Melly and you stepped into the isle. The wedding came a bit rushed and surprised both your families, but neither of you wanted to wait any longer, especially if that meant risking the baby belly to stop you from wearing that gorgeous long and lacy white dress, whose beauty was only rivaled by the silky and equally shining white dress Melly is wearing. Beaming with joy the two of you stride towards the justice of the peace waiting in front.

Soon your wife put the ring on your finger and you kiss in front of your friends and families. Showered with rice and flower petals you exit the town hall.

Outside you giddily kiss Melly again. No matter the circumstances, today is the happiest day of your life. A life you will spend with the most gorgeous woman in the world raising a miracle child. Grabbing a glass of orange juice from the nearby tray you turn to your wedding guests for a toast.

Quickly a line of well-wishers forms. To your surprise Bill, Melly's Ex, is first in line. You didn't even knew he was invited. He looks from the glass of orange juice you took instead of the usual champagne and starts laughing. "Hah, I guess on the end she did find someone she could fuck when I refused. Good to know who's is wearing the breeches in your relationship. Or should I say the strap on?" He chuckles at your confused expression. How did he know she fucked you with the strap on?

"Anyway", he continues, "if any of you, or even both, should crave some real cock feel free to call me."

"Pff, as if...", your response comes a bit weak but he has turned away anyway. Thankfully your wife catches you in that moment. "I hope he didn't get on your nerves too much? I know he can be an asshole sometimes." she kisses your cheek reassuringly. "Well, don't be to quick in turning him down. I broke up with him because he was too toxic alpha, not because he was bad in the sheets." She looks dreamy for a moment. "Definitely not because he was bad in the sheets..."