Trish and I were sitting in the local café enjoying our breakfast. The girls were in school and so we decided to get out and scout a few of the possible venues for our upcoming wedding. We also made an appointment for the afternoon to chat with a wedding planner. She is a client of Trish's and has been lobbying for a chance to coordinate the affair. Trish has been resisting, but we've realized that regardless of what we wind up doing, we're going to need help, no matter what.
'Honey, what did you think about our chat with Teri and Tracy about the wedding possibilities?' Trish asked me.
'It was good to let them know about some of our ideas. I look forward to their input. But Tracy blew me away with her comment about having me be her first man!'
'I know. That was a special wish that she shared with you. I don't blame her though. Both of them love you very much. As I do too. We wouldn't be doing this if they didn't. I can't imagine women who marry men who don't love their children just as much. It's a recipe for disaster.'
'So what do you want to do about a wedding? Do you want to do something here and then go away for a honeymoon? Or would you like to take everyone away with us for the whole gig?'
'I guess it really depends on who we want to be a part of this. You know how our circles of friends are. First we have the family. Then we list our closest friends. That might be maybe twenty people. After that, if I start inviting some of my better clients, and you invite some of your golfing buddies, then we get up to a hundred real fast.'
'Or more.' I added.
'And the number of guests will also dictate some of the activities at the wedding and the dinner or reception afterwards… There's a part of me that would love to do the whole thing without clothes. And we could only do that with a smaller closer group. But then there's the girl in me that says go for the pretty dress and all the frills. Do we want to spend five hundred dollars a head, or more, on a hundred guests, or spend a couple thousand each on a smaller more intimate party, like a trip or a cruise?'
"You're right Trish. It's not an easy decision to make. But whatever we decide don't worry about the money. I just want it to be the wedding that you want.'
'Well I guess we'll have a better idea after we talk to Carol this afternoon. She can give us options that she knows about and maybe it will help us to decide. She said she would bring lots of brochures and reviews and photos when she comes to the house today.'
'OK. So why don't we run by the chapel and check that out and then we can run by a couple of the resorts we had discussed and just look at the grounds.'
'Sounds good to me.'
We slipped out of the booth and I paid the check at the cashier stand on our way out. In the car, Trish leaned over and put her hand in my lap. I settled into my seat and let her play with me. As I drove down the highway she unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. She held it in her hand and admired it for a minute and then leaned down and put it in her mouth. I let her suck on me as I stayed in the right hand lane and let the other cars pass me by. I sensed that driving safely was becoming harder to do, so I pulled off at one of the roadside turnouts that the tourists use for their kodak moments. It was early and there were no other cars there. I put the car in park and let Trish have her way with me.
She was really into it now. Her head was bobbing up and down and I was ready to give it to her.
'Oh Trish, baby. That feels so good! I'm cumming. Ohh. Ohh. Ahh!'
I let it go and Trish gobbled up every drop.
'Oh baby that tastes so good!' she smiled as she wiped her arm across her face. 'Take me to the chapel. I think I need to confess my sins.'
'Don't worry Trish. You're forgiven.' I chuckled.
So we drove on to the chapel. We got out of the car and walked around and inside. It's a magical place and it's a great setting for a wedding ceremony. I would be thrilled to be married there. But then we would have to move the party to another location for the dinner afterwards. We left and went out to two of the area's finest resorts. Both have facilities that would be perfect for an entire affair. We had found acceptable places but we were still no closer to a decision.
We arrived at home in time to rest a few minutes before Carol arrived to give us her pitch. I had never met her before, but she was much as Trish had described her. About thirty, tall, short blonde hair and a great figure, she had my attention as we sat down to listen to her proposals. She was very professional and I could tell that if we did decide to employ her, she would do a good job.
Of course, her presentation began with a series of questions and unfortunately, we didn't have many answers. Carol needed to get to know us in order to understand what makes us tick and what we might want our wedding to be. I think she was ready to give up when Teri came home.
She walked into the house and Trish introduced her to Carol.
'Teri,' Carol asked, 'what do you think we should do for you mom's wedding?'
'My mom and Rob love this house and our own back yard so much; I think they should get married here. We all like to be without clothes, so we should only invite people who like to be naked with us.'
Carol was a little surprised at first, but she allowed Teri to go on.
'Rob and my mom have excellent taste and so they will only want the very best food and decorations that you can give them. And since the guest list will only include people who are very close to them, there won't be a lot of guests and so you can afford to give them the very best.'
We were all amazed to hear what Teri had to say.
'And they said that if we only have a few guests, then we can all go away on a honeymoon together. I don't know where that place should be yet, but I think it should be someplace where we don't have to wear clothes.'
Trish beamed at Teri. 'You really have thought this out, haven't you? I'm so pleased that you have so many good ideas.'
Then she turned to Carol. 'Have you ever done a nude wedding before?'
Carol was grinning from ear to ear. 'No,' she said, 'but I've always wanted to. I'm a closet nudist myself, and I have this dream of finding the right people and the right place to do it. Can we go outside and look around a little?'
We all stood up and walked to the door.
'Mom, I'm gonna go swimming.' Teri announced as she went off to her room to get undressed.
Carol and Trish and I went out to the patio. Trish was pointing out the outdoor kitchen and the guest casita. Carol was making notes. Teri came outside and jumped into the pool. Carol seemed intrigued by Teri's total comfort with her nudity.
'Do you all really spend most of your time out here in the nude?' she asked.
'Yes Carol, as much as we can. We just love it. Rob had no idea when he built this house, just how perfect it would be for us all.'
'Well it really is perfect.' Carol said. 'With your permission, I'd like to begin planning your back yard wedding. I just need to know approximately how many guests you think you'll have.'
Trish thought for a moment and then said, 'Why don't you work something up based on about twenty five or thirty people?'
'OK,' she said, 'I'll get to work on it right away. Your pool looks so refreshing.'
Trish understood what Carol wanted. 'Would you like to take a dip?' she asked.
'Yes. I think I would. It's the end of the day and I think it would be a good way to get a feel for what your home is all about.'
