Chapter 12: Wedding Bells
by Micaela Reynolds
as told to
BrettJ © 2009
We were all having a late lunch one afternoon and Christina ran into the room, squealing and nearly hysterical. Neither her mother nor I could understand a single word she was saying, she was crying and emotional. Chris, who can normally understand his twin in the oddest of situations, was equally baffled. Sharon was trying to get her stepsister calmed down so that she could clue us in as to the goings-on when Paul walked into the room. He took Christina's hand and held it up.
On her finger was a large diamond ring.
After what sounded like a roar of cheers and screams, we all calmed down and hugged both of them. I doubt there was a dry eye in the house.
"When did he ...?" Debra was the first to speak to her daughter.
"About 20 minutes ago!" Christina managed to sputter out, her eyes still moist.
"You weren't in bed, were you?" Sharon looked at her brother with a frown.
"No -- he actually was dressed, got down on one knee and did the whole thing right, it was very romantic!" Christina sniffled.
"Hey -- this means you'll be my
sister-in-law
!" Sharon squealed, hugging Christina tightly.
"Umm -- aren't we all kinda related anyway?" Chris wanted to know. "Is this -- legal? Hey, why did you want to marry her if ... "
"I wouldn't finish that sentence if you know what's good for you!" Christina said, wagging her finger at her brother, who playfully stuck his tongue out at her.
"I'm not sure, but I think it probably is legal because we were adults when our parents got married, but I plan to look into that a bit further. But even if it isn't, Christina is going to be my wife -- period." Paul continued on "I want to marry her because I want her to know I'm committed to her, despite our lifestyle. Even if we all hadn't hooked up in this mixed-up family of ours, I think she and I would have found each other. We were just meant to be."
Christina looked at my son, her fiance, with undisguised love and sighed "Isn't he wonderful? And now, he's all mine!" She squealed again.
Sharon put on a little mock pout and snuggled up close to her brother. "Does this mean you won't share any more?"
Christina leaned close and kissed Sharon sweetly. "With you, sister
dear
... any time!" Both girls shared a huge hug; their mother and I were almost in tears again. Chris just sat at the table with a cup of coffee and wasn't quite sure what to make of all this.
"Have you set a date?" Debra asked.
"We have a day in mind, but we have to work it all out," Christina beamed. She sat down at the table and Sharon got her a cup of coffee. "Mom -- I want to invite the rest of our family, I know there might be some issues, but I'd like to at least
try
."
"Of course, darling, we'll make it happen!" Debra smiled. I knew my love would do her best, that's just her way.
We suggested a family engagement party for the next evening, being men, the guys wanted to have it at "Hooters" but cooler -- and sexier -- heads prevailed and we were able to convince them to go to Baton Rouge. Of course, by telling them we were going to wear our sexiest outfits, we didn't have to twist their arms too hard.
Debra and I opted for classy, I wore my long black dress with a the slit high on one thigh. Paul tells me every time I wear it, he wants to run his hand up and down my leg and finger my pussy and make me cum -- so I made sure he could do that by opting not to wear panties. It also hugs nice up top, so I didn't bother with a bra either.
Debra went beautifully elegant, even wearing her hair up and got out the diamond earrings I had given her for her birthday. She's so beautiful at times, I can't believe she's mine, harder still for me to believe I can watch her with others and feel such overwhelming love. She had on a strapless & sleeveless evening gown that hugged her every curve, her legs in stockings, she wore her silver stilettos and there was lots of sexy, tanned skin on display.
The men went in suits -- the girls insisted -- while they both wore sexy little cocktail dresses, the bride-to-be in black, her sister-in-law-to-be in an off white. Everyone was so bubbly and joyous; we knew this was going to be a truly special night.
Which it was. We had a lovely meal, we let the wine flow freely, there was lots of sexy teasing going on and kissing -- we probably made a bit of a scene, but we asked to be seated in the back so as not to disturb anyone. We all closed the place, called cabs and went home, where everyone fucked everyone until we couldn't walk anymore. Christina, the saucy little bitch, told Paul that was the last time he was going to fuck her before the wedding -- she wanted to save something for the honeymoon. We all thought she was kidding, but she wasn't, she went to bed with Sharon that night and closed the door.
Sharon and Christina, bless their recuperative little hearts, went out next morning to look at Wedding Gowns and Bridesmaids dresses. Leave it to those little
sluts