My fiance Judy and I have known each other since high school. My name is Ken and we are both in our early 30s now and have lived together for 10 years. She is a computer programmer and is quite successful. I think that Judy is a gorgeous woman and I know that many others agree with me. She keeps herself physically fit and is 36-26-38.
"Judy when are you going to pay up for our bet?" I asked.
"Soon enough." she replied. I was curious to know which option she picked but I figured the wait made it all the sweeter. We both enjoy betting each other on any number of themes including politics. She usually wins these bets (I have paid for a lot her shopping trips) but occasionally I win one. This time I bet her that our political party would get elected with more seats than last time and she bet that they wouldn't.
Because she makes so much more money than I do I have started to bet other things such as picking the next 20 movies that we will watch, picking the restaurants that we go to for 10 times as well as a number of other off the wall humorous picks. Because this election only happens every 4 years we upped the ante. We each made a list of possible things and the loser would have to pick one of them.
Lately we have start to think that this might be our last chance at a family and being old fashioned we decided that we would get married so that our child would be born in wedlock. Our wedding was in two weeks and my bachelor party was set up for this weekend. All the arrangements had been made, the guests invited, the wedding dress had been bought and fitted, so we could finally relax.
"Remember to remind Dave that there is to be no stripper at this party."
"I will." I said.
Dave is my best man, a guy we have both known since high school. Dave had even tried to date Judy but she had preferred me.
"I don't want you fucking any gross stripper." said Judy. Now Judy is no prude, we even taped some of our bedroom adventures, but she does have some funny ideas. She didn't even like the idea of the porn at the bachelor party that Dave had lined up.
It was finally the evening for the bachelor party. We were holding it at Dave's place and Dave had invited a number of people that both Judy and I knew including two of my brothers. Judy's father and brother couldn't make it for the party but were coming to the wedding. My father was only coming to the wedding. All of the guys at the stag were coming to the wedding and I told Judy who was going to be there.
Most of them had been over to our place many times for football games, hot tub parties, etc. One of the guys named Rick had been over at our place a couple of times, but he made me a bit nervous the way he always leered at Judy and tried to flirt with her, although I felt guilty how hot that made me feel.
"This party is going to be dull without any strippers." said Rick as I walked into the front door. Dave explained that we would be too drunk to notice by the end of tonight. Dave also explained that everyone else was here and we could get started.
"Hi Justin." I said as I walked into the door. "I didn't know that you were coming!" Justin is Judy's oldest sister's boy. She used to babysit him until he grew too old. He is staying in dorm at the university.
"Yeah, I thought that I should invite him since he just turned 18 and he is an usher at the wedding." said Dave. 18 is the legal drinking age in this area. "What would you like to drink?"
I took my drink and sat down laying my laptop beside me.
"Why did you bring that?" John asked. John is a guy that used to work with Judy and coincidentally lives just down the street.
"Judy said that she wanted to apologize for nixing the stripper and recorded a welcome message for you that I am supposed to play before we get started."
I hooked up the laptop to the 60 inch plasma TV's HDMI port and powered up the laptop as I was instructed to do. The video started automatically with Judy standing in our living room all dressed up in her wedding dress and veil. She looked extremely sexy in that wedding dress
"It is bad luck to see the bride before the wedding, but she sure looks good." said John.
"She must have recorded this while I was away on course last week. I wonder where she got the camera to record this with? I can see every freckle" I thought.
She slowly took off her veil and smiled while looking into the camera then shook her head slowly letting her hair flow like a shampoo commercial. She backed up slightly and I noticed that she was wearing very high heels. At this point she did a slow turn so that we could see her from all angles.