With our weekend trip over, the wedding planning needed to be finalized. Invitations went out to friends and family. Jim contacted the restaurant for our reception and made arrangements to see them for the seating plans. Jim's friend was a DJ on the side and was going to provide the entertainment.
I asked Jim why he hadn't invited his friend from the bar, Pete, as he had invited two others. Jim told me that Pete wasn't a friend, just somebody he knew at the bar. Here I had sucked and fucked him thinking he was Jim's friend! I would have anyways.
The weather was turning, limiting our beach walks, I would miss the flashing during the winter. Jim's favorite bar is where I could continue showing my tits on a regular basis.
I picked out a wedding dress with a full skirt and a bodice that didn't require wearing the hated bra. I bought a nice pair of very sheer lace panties, a white garter belt and white lace stockings. I wanted to be very comfortable that day. With my boss coming and both of our families, I couldn't make the dress too sexy.
After assembling my wedding attire I tried it on, looking in the mirror before putting my dress on. I knew Jim was going to really like the look. I found a very sexy top and skirt for the night on our mini honeymoon. The skirt was short, buttoned up the front so I could choose how much leg to show. The top only had one large button, right below my bust line. I actually believe it was a jacket meant to be worn with a blouse but I decided against the blouse.
The week before our wedding my boss informed me he was retiring. I would be staying on as his replacement's secretary but I would be moving to the next building. I wouldn't be bouncy boobs for the guys anymore. He walked me up to meet his replacement. It was a nice surprise, a female boss. I would be spending a few days with her before the move to learn about working together.
When I got home I told Jim about the move. He would have to give the bad news to his coworkers!
The good news I said was it's a she. I was hoping for a more relaxed atmosphere. The constant worry of how you looked was draining.
The next day I spent with my new boss. First thing she said was, "I know how strictly your dress was controlled. I only ask you dress professionally, no sheer tops or short skirts. Dress pants are fine, heels are not required, I want you to be comfortable. I believe people work much more productively when they are relaxed."
When I heard no heels I was excited. They hurt my feet and I never could walk easily in them.
When I arrived home I told Jim the good news, including that I was to get a raise and we could take Monday off as excused. Jim would now be in the same organization as me. Jim was excited to hear the news. Apparently his coworkers weren't so happy.
We called the hotel to extend our stay one night, they said It was open so we booked the second night.
Wedding day, Jim showed up, that was good! The ceremony was just a normal affair. I think both of us were nervous, after all we only knew each other about three months.
The reception was at the same place we went to dinner with my parents. Jim had done a great job on the seating. The only thing I noticed was a lone chair facing one corner. I asked Jim what the object of that was. He said, "I didn't think you would wear much under your dress, so I did that for when I removed your garter. Only single men could watch from the corner so the others wouldn't be able to see what you were wearing."
I hadn't thought about the garter removal when I chose the sheer lace panties I was wearing, I'm glad Jim did. The single men were going to get more of a thrill than they thought!
The music was playing and everyone seemed to be having a good time. The dance floor was full and the drinks were flowing. As we entered the room the DJ announced our arrival. There was loud applause and he asked the guests to clear the floor for our first dance as a married couple.
The music played and Jim held me close, I felt very secure in his arms. I then danced with my father, he held me close also, almost too close. The wedding party was called to the floor and I danced with my new husband. I was very happy!
The partiers were called to their tables for a toast Jim's brother was best man and he gave what I thought was a great speech. After a couple more toasts of the bubbly and what I had to drink before, I became a little tipsy. I decided to lose my heals before I fell on my face.
Jim wasn't drinking as he had to drive to the hotel, about 1 1/2 hours away.
The DJ announced the bouquet toss. All the single girls went to the corner. I stood by the chair. I gave it a toss over my shoulder and turned around to see a bunch of girls diving for it. In the melee, one girl from my office had her tit fall out of her dress. The guys out front all clapped wildly.
It was now my turn, I sat on the chair. Jim knelt in front of me and started to raise my dress up. He didn't know that my panties were basically nonexistent and foolish me, I had worn the garter high up my leg. As Jim raised my dress I saw a number of those instamatic cameras come out. I didn't want my face to show, it was bad enough some guys I didn't even know were going to have pictures of my woman hood, I reached down and pulled my dress up to cover my face. The clapping and whistling almost drowned out the stripper song playing. I could see the flashes of the cameras through my dress. It seemed like Jim was taking his sweet time removing the garter. He finally stood up with the garter in his teeth and I lowered my dress. Jim tossed the garter and one of his friends from work, who was one of the camera men, caught it after a rugby type scramble.
The party went on, lots of dancing. The guy who caught the garter asked me to dance. As we danced, he was a good dancer, he never stepped on my shoeless toes. He leaned in and said, "I see why Jim married you," as his hand slid down and squeezed my ass. He said it jokingly and I took it as a compliment. Then he said, "We're going to miss those bouncy boobs, you really made our day much brighter."
We thanked everybody for coming and took our leave. We headed home to change for the trip west down the highway. As I removed my dress Jim asked, "Did I take long enough to remove the garter so the guys had a good look?" I said, "I knew you were taking your time, I could see all the camera flashes."
I wore an easy to remove top for our trip. I had to wear pants as it was cold out. I knew that I could still wiggle out of them if the occasion called for it.
Being a Saturday afternoon there were only a few truckers on the road for me to flash, but they were given a good show. I pulled my pants down and took my top off, showing tits and pussy to them. The blowing of their horns made me know they liked what they saw. With Jim's approval, I enjoyed my first flashing as a married woman, I knew it wouldn't be my last.
We checked in to the hotel about 5pm. We were on the third floor, our window facing another hotel across the narrow driveway. Dinner reservations were at seven. Jim took me in his arms and we made out like a couple of teenagers. We were soon nude on the bed making passionate love for the first time as husband and wife.
We dressed for dinner, this was the first time Jim had seen what I bought to wear. I had suspender pantyhose, no panties. I put my loose fitting, short skirt on, asking Jim how many buttons he wanted done up.