It’s Sunday and it’s time for a snog, yaaay! Today I’m letting you have a peep at Getting Hitched the third in my Getting Together series. There have been Sunday Snog’s for the other two look them up here!
The third book in the Getting Together Series.
John and Terri have been through more up and downs than your average weight machine but now they are getting married, or they should be.
But as the cake doesn’t arrive, the father of the bride is stuck in Spain and the all important wedding dress doesn’t fit it seems that the special day may not go ahead at all but John isn’t willing to let a few problems stop him marrying the girl of his dreams.
They overcame the odds and their own self confidence problems to become a couple in the first place, nothing is going to stop this perfect couple from getting together, we hope!
And now, the snog!
In hindsight, it was not the best idea to treat my darling curvaceous wife to be with a calorific dessert just after she’s spent an afternoon with her mother trying to fit into her impossibly small wedding dress. I’m not always the brightest star in the sky if you know what I mean but I just wanted her to feel better. I know her mum had a habit of stressing her out.
I gave her a few minutes after I heard her run upstairs. I’d like you to think that I was using some clever strategy, that I was giving her some time alone to deal with her anger. In reality I panicked and I spent ten minutes dithering about with my shirt and washing the dinner plates whilst I tried to work out what to do.
In the end I decided I had to go and check on her so I went upstairs and found her curled up on the bed, her back to the door. I walked over and sat on the opposite edge.
‘I’m sorry,’ I said, ‘I really am. I wanted to do something nice for you but I didn’t really think it through. All I want is for you to be happy.’
‘Food isn’t happiness.’ She sniffed.
‘No, it’s not but I wanted to treat the woman I love after what I knew would have been a stressful afternoon, I really meant to make you feel better. I didn’t mean to upset you at all.
‘But you know I’m on a diet.’ She sighed and rolled over to face me. I could see from the pink puffiness of her eyes that she’d been crying.
‘I know and that’s why I wanted to indulge you, because you’ve been so good lately.’
‘But John, I have so much weight still left to lose, the dress is nowhere near closing yet and the wedding is only six weeks away.’
‘Terri, I don’t want to upset you more but I honestly don’t understand why you’re doing this to yourself. It’s just a dress.’
‘I cannot walk down the aisle in my jogging pants and oversized T-shirt. I have the perfect wedding dress, the one I’ve always dreamt of wearing when I marry the best man in all the world. I have to wear it, I have to or I’ll know something just isn’t right. I want it to be perfect.’
‘Do what makes you happy, love, but all this stressing and dieting isn’t making you happy, it’s making you ill!’
‘I need to fit that dress, John, I need to and I will do what I have to do to make the damn thing fit.’
‘You do know that our wedding day is going to be perfect no matter what you wear or what happens, don’t you?’ I smiled and ran a hand down her arm.
‘I’m going to marry you, so of course. It’s going to be the most special day of my life to date, I know that, I do. I know I sound crazy going on about this dress but it means so much to me.’
‘I know it does, I just don’t want you to make yourself ill stressing over it.’ I placed an arm over her shoulders and she snuggled up against me.
‘I know. You’re only looking after me. I’m sorry about the doughnut, I shouldn’t have thrown it at you.’
‘It’s all right, love. I don’t think any permanent damage has been done, well, I might never wear that shirt again. Jam is a bugger to get out.’
Terri Laughed. I was so relieved to hear that sound that I squeezed her tightly.
‘I can get another shirt.’ I shrugged.
‘Or you could go topless, I really like that idea.’ She purred and lifted her face to mine for a kiss.
‘I don’t think the guys at work would appreciate it,’ I squeezed out between kisses.
‘Ah, but the girls would love it,’ she added, running a finger down my naked chest.
‘So you say,’ I gasped as she followed her finger trail with kisses, ‘I’m not so sure.’
‘Any hot blooded woman who sees this lithe, lean chest,’ she stroked my stomach and made my cock bounce within my trousers,
‘and this perfectly flat stomach will not be able to stop herself from imagining what it would be like to touch you and to slip her hands under your waistband.’
As she spoke she pulled open the button on my work pants and teased down the zip. Her warm hand insinuated itself inside my boxers and then her delicate fingers grasped my hard on.
‘They’d want to do this, to feel your cock in their hands as they admire your gorgeous body. They’d want to get down on their knees before you and suck you, all the time looking up and enjoying the view.’
Her voice alone turned me on.
My mind became a haze of lust as she touched me and kissed down to my stomach, stretching her body out beside me until she was laid on her stomach with her mouth poised just above my cock.
‘But, they will be left frustrated at the end of the day whereas I can live out my fantasies.’
Ah the mysteries of of a wedding dress! I hope you enjoyed that little snippet of John and Terri’s journey up to their nuptials!
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