The Final Step

Me and Shari - Part 8 - The Final Step

Four short months of planning and the social event of my life was just a few short days away. Shari and Becky had found a new calling and had visited dozens of venues, talked with almost the same number of caterers and food trucks, tasted hundreds of samples of cakes, cookies, and sweets. Every little detail had been related in length to Megan and Miko who had conferred with John and Molly before any decisions were made. Shari, of course, let me have first veto on everything, I think, I might have been second to Becky.

I had taken Shari to see Clint's house. She fell in love with it. We made a generous offer and assured Clint that no matter how mad he was with his ex, he needed to be the bigger person and do the right thing with her. The closing wasn't going to be until after the wedding. We were giving Clint time to get most of the furnishings moved or sold. Shari had vetoed the basement offices and wanted two of the upstairs bedrooms instead. The theater room was getting big lounge sofas rather than rows of recliners, better for watching the type of movies that would most likely be playing. The basement was getting remodeled to one big party room with all the appropriate furnishings for the type of parties we like to have. The saferoom under the garage was now going to be a full-blown dungeon with all the equipment. We had a professional designer hired to come and do the work.

I had pretty much moved in with Shari so when the kids arrived, they would have my house to stay in. They kept hinting that they had some big surprises for us and kept giving cryptic hints that were driving Shari and Becky crazy.

The venue they found looked like it was designed just for us and our triple wedding. It sat at an angle on the lot so that one corner full of cathedral windows was faced out overlooking a lake. The seating was circular, divided into three sections. At the back of the building was the banquet area complete with a lighted dance floor. Four food trucks were contracted to be there ranging from tacos to vegan.

Five days till the wedding Shari and Becky fixed Kurt and I a great dinner and told us that they had news for us. They had decided that Shari was going to quit her job and she and Becky were going to start an event planning business. Becky was still without a job since quitting and blowing up the company she was at. She had spent two months talking with state and federal investigators explaining the records she had submitted with her whistleblower reports. The former CFO had never left Lucerne and had been extradited back to the States and was in federal holding awaiting trial.

Shari wanted to continue helping with the counseling and groups and she could even become more involved in helping the LGTBQ community with the extra time she would have. Kurt and I gave our blessings to the new joint venture, which I found out was, starting out anyway, going to run out of my new house.

Four days before the wedding the kids were arriving today. John and Miko were due in around ten. I would pick them up and deliver them to my house to get settled and rest. Molly and Megan would have their security team deliver them there when they got in around three. Dinner was at Shari's at five. Three large black vehicles pulled up in front of her house at five minutes till five. Four men got out and took positions around the property. The kids were let out once they were in place.

John got out first and offered a hand to Miko, then Molly and finally Megan who had trouble exiting gracefully. Molly waited for her to steady herself then offered her arm to her. John and Miko followed hand in hand. Hugs and kisses all around once they had made their way inside. Shari had made a wonderful meal that we all enjoyed except for Megan who picked lightly at her food. Afterwards we went out to the patio with after dinner drinks, Megan asked for a Ginger Ale.

I started by asking what these surprises were that they had for us because it was driving Shari and Becky crazy. The kids looked at each other to see who was going to start. Megan said that they needed to get this one out of the way first, stood up and lifted her baggy shirt to show her obviously pregnant tummy. Shari reacted with a squeal and jumped up to give her a hug while I looked at Molly questionably and joined in the hugging and congratulations.

Shari asked how far along she was. Four months she told us. She explained that her morning sickness had just started a couple of weeks ago and was lasting well past the mornings. I said that we didn't know that they wanted to have kids. They said it was a conversation they were having along with getting married. Shari asked if they knew who the donor was, if they had done invitro fertilization. John raised his hand. That was why they wanted to share a room at the villa. They had been talking about it for weeks and when the invite to come to see their dear old dad get himself engaged, and the timing was perfect. Shari was going to be marrying a grandfather, which got a laugh.

John said that it was his turn. He had accepted a job in San Fransisco and he and Miko would be moving there in a couple of months once he wrapped up a couple projects back in Tokyo. Miko said that she had a couple of good leads on jobs and shouldn't have a problem securing one. We congratulated him and I told him that I was happy that they were going to be closer.

Molly was up next. She and Megan were moving back to Washington. She was giving up field work and taking a safe stable job riding a desk. Being a parent meant responsibilities. I snickered at that.

All the surprises revealed we spent the rest of the evening talking about plans, dreams, wishes and baby names. Megan started feeling better and asked if there were leftovers or maybe some decadent dessert. Shari asked her just how much chocolate she needed.

Three days till the big day. Megan and Molly went to visit Megan's family. They reported later that they were just as thrilled as we were about becoming grandparents, they had kind of given up hope that it might happen. Shari took Miko to the clinic and she got to finally meet Dan in person rather than on a computer screen. Dan was going to officiate at all three weddings and had been talking with all of us. She also got a tour of the clinic and sat in on a group meeting with several transgendered youth. They were very interested in what other parts of the world thought of trans people and how they were treated. I took John to the new house to check on the remodeling.

We had dinner with Chuck and Billie. Billie already had her ID out when she ordered wine. John asked how often that happened and she said every time they went somewhere new, she was used to it. Chuck passed a box to Miko and told her how the earpieces worked. All of her family would be hearing an instant translation to Japanese during the service and at the reception. He told her that if he had more time, he could have made ones that would translate Japanese to English too, but these would have to do for now. She thanked him for the effort he had already made and that her family would be fine with these. Most of them had some English skills but hearing the ceremonies would be meaningful to them.

She asked what they owed for them, and he waved her away telling her that it was a wedding present. She asked if they worked everywhere or if they were limited to the wedding only. He said that they worked everywhere until the batteries gave out. She said that's incredible and asked when they were going on the market. He said that he was in talks with Jim about marketing them and creating them for all languages.

Two days to go. Everyone had a final fitting for gowns, tuxedos or whatever was being worn for the ceremony. Miko's family had arrived from Japan, so the afternoon was spent meeting and getting to know them. Her dad, while begrudgingly accepting his son becoming a woman, seemed to be enamored by the stacked redhead that was about to become her step-mother-in-law. I noticed that his wife was getting visibly upset by the attention he was giving Shari, so I stepped in and had her come with me to meet Miko's grandmother.

Later that night were the bachelor and bachelorette parties. Not the wild affairs of years ago. Jim had secured a luxury box at a ballgame for the group of us guys, so we overate and drank overpriced ballpark food and beer. The girls had taken over a local spa for the night for massages and pampering. Miko had even brought her mother and grandmother who, by all reports, loved the experience.

Even with us stopping in at one of the local watering holes around the park to celebrate a home team victory, I made it home before Shari. They had hit up a late-night Hibachi place then found a local brewery to finish the night. I was at the table putting the finishing touches on my speech for the reception when Shari got home. It was our last night together as an engaged couple. Tomorrow night I was going to be sent packing back to my house with the 'grooms' while the 'brides' were going to be at Shari's.

Pushing my chair back from the table, she straddled my lap, and covered me with kisses and asked if I was still writing my vows. I told her that my vows had been written since before I asked her to marry me, I was working on my speech for the reception. I was informed that my wife-to-be was extremely horny and wanted me in her bed before it got dark from turning the lights out. I reached down and rubbed her hard-on. She jumped off my lap and pulled me from the chair toward the bedroom.

Stripping our clothes quickly, she pushed me down to the bed, climbed on top of me and engulfed me with her mouth. I took her in mine as well and let my hands roam over her body paying extra attention to her tits until I reached up and pulled her hips down to me deep throating her full length. She lifted off me and laid beside me for a little break. We shared kisses and talked. She was still having trouble believing that this was where her life was at. She never saw this coming and wasn't even looking for it.

I told her that after my wife had passed, I promised myself that I would never marry again, but from the moment she had come into my life, that promise dissolved, and I soon knew that the longer we saw each other the sooner I would be wanting her in my life permanently. I felt that we knew each other so well but still had so much more to learn about each other, but right now, I wanted to know which of us was going to fuck the other first.

She pulled me toward her and slid out of the way so she could be on top. Reaching into the bedside table for the lube, she got me ready for her. She slipped into me easily and I quickly adjusted to her. Her cock felt so natural in my ass. I knew just when to clench and when to relax to give her the best feeling too. I loved it when she pinned me to the bed and fucked me for her pleasure. I gave myself to her. I begged her to fuck me and give me her cum. I relaxed and let her fuck me hard for as long as she could last. I finally felt her cock start to swell more and I clamped my ass around her invading dick. She grunted that she was cumming and I felt her hot load fill my ass. She pumped her cum into my ass and collapsed on top of me whispering I love you in my ear.

In a few minutes she recovered enough to roll off me. My cock was raging under me waiting its turn to fill her hot ass. I thought about taking her the same way she took me, but I loved watching her face when I fucked her. I left her on her side and got up to straddle her lower leg while lifting her top leg over mine. Finding the lube, I readied her ass for me. She reached back and pulled her cheek up so I could watch my dick disappear into her waiting asshole. I pressed myself in deep and held there. Her ass worked against me wanting me even deeper.

I stroked my whole length in and out of her. Lifting her leg higher I could pull completely out of her and watch her empty ass search for my dick before filling her again. She begged me to fuck her hard and fill her with cum. I held out as long as I could before depositing my cum deep into her gaping ass. I held my dick deeply into her until I was too soft to hold it any longer.

We dozed off in each other's arms.

One day to go. We woke to Shari's phone buzzing. She groggily answered it then suddenly sat straight up in bed. She was instantly awake and almost yelling into the phone. I tried to calm her, but she shook me off and got out of bed. I could hear her loud conversation clear from the kitchen. She was finally quiet and returned with two cups of coffee. My mom and her pimp boyfriend have decided that they want to come to our wedding, she said, handing me a cup. I told her that at this point they were not welcome, but they were in town already. I offered that Molly could probably have them kept out if she wanted. She said no but someone would need to keep an eye on them. I told her that I had just the person for that job and not to worry about it.

The rest of the morning went way too fast. I couldn't wait for tomorrow, but I was dreading sleeping alone tonight. At least I had the comfort that it would be the last time for a good long while. The six of us met for lunch and talked about any final details that might have come up in these last few days. Shari let them know about her mother and her escort, or whatever he was. Molly asked if she needed to have someone watch them and I told her that her Uncle Buck was going to sit at their table and had been filled in on them. Uncle Buck was six foot eight and was the S.W.A.T. commander of the state police, his wife, Aunt Jen, was the former county sheriff and now worked as a private security contractor, not a couple of people you want to be on the wrong side of.

Megan's morning sickness had finally passed and when it did, her tummy bloomed. Her dress was going to be snug but there was no time to let it out. Shari told her that she still had some feminizing equipment from her early transitioning days, and it would get her through the ceremony. Miko told us that her grandmother was enjoying the States so much she didn't think that her parents were going to be able to get her to leave. That evening at the spa was still her favorite topic.

After lunch John, Molly and I were sent off to do our things while the brides went to Shari's. Molly's detail had relaxed their supervision once they had surveyed the town and our surroundings. They were still around, just not in your face. We decided to check and see how the venue was coming. We were amazed at how well they had tied in the traditional Japanese decorations with the Western ones. It perfectly melded the cultures making them appear as one. John was pleased, which meant Miko would be pleased. Molly started noticing the colors of the lesbian flag, trans flag and bi-sexual flag all intertwined within the banners and other decorations.

On the way home, I realized that the three of us hadn't been alone with each other for a very long time. We spent the rest of the day remembering, reminiscing, laughing till we cried and crying till we laughed. We talked about the past, the present and the future. John's new job in San Fransisco was as the lead designer at the biggest architectural firm in California. Miko was deciding between two offers to run the accounting divisions of two major companies.

Molly wasn't just giving up field work, the desk job she was taking was as a deputy director. One of those few high-level jobs that wasn't a political appointment, so it was secure no matter which idiot was sitting in the oval office. Megan had three books in print and had two more in the process to be published.

I am now a part-time contract employee at my company. My residuals from previous projects would keep me very comfortable until I decided to take retirement. Shari was starting a new event planning business with Becky, and they already had clients waiting for them to open the doors.

Today was the day. At three o'clock this afternoon I would be walking Molly down the aisle then stepping over to await my bride. We had been instructed to be dressed and at the venue by one. Molly wore a black power pantsuit with white satin lapels and cuffs. I donned my black tux with a robin-egg blue shirt. John was the lucky one wearing jeans and a T-shirt, he would need help getting into his wedding attire at the venue. There is a complete ceremony to putting on a traditional Japanese wedding kimono. The limo arrived promptly at twelve thirty and we walked in the venue at twelve fifty.

The brides, not yet in their gowns, met us at the door and led us to a room to meet with Dan. It was Dan's first time meeting the kids in person, except for Miko. He gave us a quick rundown of how things were going to proceed before taking us to the chapel area to give us a quick run through. Between Shari, Becky and the venue director, every detail had been planned out. Dan took the time to speak privately with each of us couples before sending the girls on their way to get dressed, Miko was, of course, looking at the longest prep time facing a similar ceremony as John to get put into her kimono.

We were taken to a room to wait for the ceremonies to begin. There was a table full of snacks and drinks to make sure we kept our energy up. One hour to go Miko's mother came and got John for his ceremony. He returned forty-five minutes later in one of the most elaborate kimonos I had ever seen. He told us that Miko's family handmade it just for the wedding and with all the layers, it weighed thirty pounds. Ten minutes to go Molly gathered us in a circle and said a quick prayer. Becky had popped in a couple of times to update us. The last time she came in to inform us that Shari's mom and her friend had arrived, and Uncle Buck and Aunt Jen had corralled them.

Two minutes to go we were taken to our places. A string quartet was playing softly to the side. Molly and Megan to be on the left side of the arc, John and Miko on the right, and Shari and I in the middle. Dan was standing in the front. Once we were all in place he nodded to the cellist, and they transitioned into a variation of the wedding march song. Molly took my arm, and I led her down one aisle in time with John walking down the other. Once in front, I gave Molly a hug and a kiss on the cheek, walked over to John, shook his hand and bowed to him.

I then moved to the middle. A beautiful string version of Here Comes the Bride filled the room as Megan, escorted by her dad, Miko escorted by hers, and Shari escorted by Kurt came down to the front simultaneously. Megan's dress was the same white satin as Molly's lapels and sleeves. Her pregnant tummy showed obviously, and she made no attempt to hide it. Megan's dad passed her hand to Molly and gave them both kisses on the cheek. Miko's father gave a bow to John. Miko's kimono was even more elaborate than John's, and she wore a heavy looking headdress as well. Kurt gave Shari a kiss then shook my hand. Shari's dress was the same robin egg blue as my shirt. I had seen pictures of the dress but not with Shari in it. She managed to pull off the modest and teasingly arousing at the same time. We all turned to face Dan.

The music stopped and Dan started his intro.

"For those of you who don't know me, I am Dan Higgins. I am the director of the Crisis Counseling Center. We cater to people in gender identity and gender dysphoria crisis and provide counselling, resources and support those who need someone to understand them. We also promote and encourage meaningful dialog, acceptance and tolerance to the families, neighborhood and community."

"I have a Doctorate in Psychology specializing in gender studies and I have a master's in theology. I am an ordained and licensed minister in the state."