Brad woke as the rays from the late day sun shone in his eyes; turned to get away from the glare he discovered he was alone. Brad yawned as he directed his gaze to the empty doorway expecting to see Brooke emerge from the bathroom any minute, but the silence was never broken and she never came out. Brad's level of concern grew, as he realized Brooke was not in the room, and sat up noticing she had left a note on her pillow.
Dear Brad, I just couldn't wait to tell Kim. As soon as you wake up please come join us at the fire so we can all talk about our plans. I love you and can't wait to call you my husband.
Brad's mind was set at ease, just knowing where she was, and reading her words, calmed him. The adrenaline rush brought on by his concern however rushed through his body forcing him up out of bed. Brad made his way to the bathroom grabbing some clothes on his way. Anxious to join Brooke and discover what plans she was making with Kim, he quickly got dressed and headed out the cottage door.
Brad walked up to the circular seating area, surrounding the fire pit, as one of the camp employee's was stacking wood inside the large round center, getting it ready for the nightly blaze.
"Hey there buddy." Nick called out as Brad approached.
"Hey man, what's going on." Brad responded to his new friend.
"We were just talking about your wedding, buddy. Congratulations man, I'm excited for you guys to get married here at the lake." Nick joyously congratulated as he stood up to greet him.
Brad shook his hand in recognition of his best wishes and took a seat in the open spot now empty next to Brooke.
"How was your nap baby?" Brooke asked as she leaned over giving him a kiss hello.
Nick returned to the semicircular seat, only this time next to Kim who was sitting on the other side of Brooke.
"The timing couldn't have been better Brad. The end of summer fling is in a few days and we usually have a big party outside at the theater. We can put a few things together and you guys can have your ceremony first and then we can just make the party your guy's reception." Kim said sharing in Brooke's obvious excitement.
The four sat there as the sun quickly fell in the sky casting its red glow across the lake. The temperature falling as the shadows of the redwoods grew longer. Nick suggested Brad and him go get some drinks to bring back while the girls continued making their plans for the wedding as one of the camp staff lit the fire, helping to ward off the cool mountain air now sweeping over the resort.
Brad and Nick got along well chatting as they walked towards the bar, leaving the two women alone. Nick questioned him about his work and the two shared details of their lives outside of the camp. It was a strange feeling, knowing Nick was fucking Brooke and yet the two of them seemed to be becoming friends, as Brad found himself genuinely liking Nick. The longer the two talked the more Brad understood why Brooke had been so attracted to him. The fact Nick was a good lover was obvious, but this was the first time Brad was getting a good look at his charisma and humor. By the time they got back with the drinks they were both laughing sharing their humorous observations on life.
"What are you two laughing about?" Kim asked as they approached with drinks in hand.
"Oh nothing," Nick mocked, as he handed her, her drink.
"Well guess what, Kim is going to be my maid of honor baby." Brooke cheerfully announced.
"That's great babe," Brad said as he handed her a drink.
Brad sat there listening to the two make plans to get a dress at the resort and have a bouquet made by one of the guests that was a florist. The food and music was already planned for the resort party so not much needed to be done for the reception at all, but the ceremony itself was a little bit more complex.
"We need a few things for the ceremony, but I just want to make sure you understand what you are doing Brad." Kim said leaning over giving Brad a sober look.
"What do you mean? I mean I love Brooke and yeah I want to marry her, the sooner the better."
"You don't mind sharing her with others?" Kim questioned.
Brad was thrown off balance by her question. The directness was a bit of a shock even if the acceptance of her continued behavior wasn't. Brad knew he was marrying a woman who enjoyed sex with more than just him, and the vision of her extracurricular affairs began to replay in his memory.
"I just want her to remain a part of my life. If that means I have to accept her sleeping with other people, well then so be it. "Brad said trying to sound confident in his declaration.
The visions of Brooke being fucked by Nick, Logan and Ron not to mention the faceless herd of dicks offered up to her, replayed in Brad's mind, causing a bulge to quickly form in his pants. The lack of a steal restraint allowed the blood to rush unrestricted, hardening his flesh beyond its limits. Brad's dick felt as if it was going to explode, the swelling causing a painful distraction as he tried to sit still.
"Well ok then." Kim said, smiling as she first looked at Brooke and then down to see Brad's reaction to her question.
Nick let a few minutes pass before suggesting that he and Brad excused themselves from the discussion, standing nearer the fire, and continuing their own conversation away from the matrimonial strategy.
Another trip to the bar, and a few plates of nachos later and the two couples found themselves retiring for the night.
"I can't believe Saturday will be a whole month." Brooke uttered laying in the dark next to Brad.
"I know, in some ways it feels like we just got here in other ways it seems like a lifetime ago." Brad agreed pulling the sheets up.
"Three more days baby, three more days until we are husband and wife." Brooke gleefully pronounced.
"Tomorrow Kim and I are going to go get my dress, you and Nick need to get your suits and Kim is going to help me get everything else ready."
"Nick? Why does Nick need a suit?" Brad questioned.
"Well he's the best man silly." She responded unquestionably.
Brad thought about it. Since Kim was the Maid of Honor it made sense that Nick would be the Best Man, and since the two of them had hit it off so well, why not.
"Ok, well that makes sense."
