I am not going to lie, I was horribly nervous. This would be the first time I had seen Thomas, and more importantly Brittany since Thomas' visit. I was beautiful in the dress Tara had selected for us. Compared to Tara I towered over her, especially in the heels. She and Brittany were pretty in their middle America kind of way. Brunettes with full tits and slim waists. They would balloon into housewives like the rest with big hips and a belly from too many latte's and donuts. They came from money and that is what really mattered at the end of the day.
I was looking for a waiter for a pre-ceremony champagne to calm my nerves when Brittany walked around the corner. She stopped, surprised to see me, then smiled a knowing grin and walked into the room where Tara was getting ready.
"Shit!" I thought to myself as I walked out and grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter.
Thomas came behind Brittany as I continued hanging out in the hallway.
"Hello Heather" Thomas said with a big smile as his eyes went from my toes to top and back taking me in. "You look beautiful," he said fairly normally.
"Thanks Thomas," I said, "nice tux."
"Thank you, we groomsmen have quite a tough job next to your stud of a brother." He said, with a tone I was unsure of.
"I saw Brittany before," I said, testing the waters.
"She is the maid of honor," he said taking a drink from the cocktail glass he held. He looked around then lowered his voice, "She did not say it, but I think she was appreciative that you are willing to service me."
"There you are," my brother Brett's voice boomed into the hallway. "Hey Heather, I need this guy," he said excitedly, dragging Thomas away.
"Service him?" I thought to myself. "This is too fucking weird," I thought and turned to get outside for some air, but Brittany walked out of Tara's room just as I was about to pass.
"Oh, hi Heather," she started looking me up and down as girls do. She then looked around and back into the room before speaking. She whispered, "I just want to thank you for agreeing to Thomas' need."
"Need?" I asked surprised by the way she put it.
"Well, yeah, you know he wants to cum in your mouth, and I am just not into that," she said as if he was demanding her to scrub floors and toilets twenty-four seven.
"What the hell do I say to this?" I thought. "OK, no problem," I said, hating myself as soon as I said it.
"No Problem, I will suck your husbands dick for money as much as you need," I thought how it sounded.
"Well, don't do anything you don't want to, ok?" she cautioned. "He can get kinda crazy with some things he has seen on the internet." Tara appeared "Hey Heather. Britt I need you," she said quickly pulling Brittany back into the room.
"Crazy 'Internet stuff', huh?" I thought as a smile crossed my face and my nipples hardened. "How kinky was uptight Thomas?" I wondered.
The ceremony began and I walked out with the other women. Brittany was in front of me and I could not help but notice how hot she was. "Why wouldn't she want to have sex?" I thought. I was so horny as I felt like everyone in the audience knew I was taking money for sex from my in laws and wanted me.
We got through the ceremony and the cocktail hour was a blur as I tried to calm my imagination and feel comfortable, while the whole time trying to imagine who knew. The whiskey sours were cute and small and soon I was feeling no pain. I made small talk with my family and some old friends steering clear of the in laws.
I was in a stall in the bathroom when I realized I was more drunk that I should be. I sat and enjoyed the feeling. I heard people come in to the bathroom and the laughing of two young women. I recognized Brittany's laugh. I pulled up my feet and sat quietly, not wanting to be discovered.
"Sh sh sh," one of them said and then silence. A moment later as I heard shoes move down the row of stalls and back, probably checking for anyone listening.
"Can you keep a secret?" Brittany asked. I still did not know who she was talking to and almost fell trying to get a look.
"I have the most amazing secret," Brittany said excitedly as she too had clearly had some drinks. "I gave Thomas permission to have sex with another woman."
"What?" The other woman said. I knew who she was talking to. It was Kate, Tara's best friend.
"I know it sound crazy but you have been married for a while, right?" Brittany continued.
"Yeah, six years," Kate practically moaned. She was married to Kevin. Kevin was an ex-football player with Brett, who had become successful too, but had put on a lot of weight.
"The sex gets old, right?" Brittany said, as if a universal truth.
