The Wedding (Shay Arc)
PREAMBLE
This a story arc. The principals and quirks of this story are include the following.
- Shay in an open relationship with Prof (author) and yourself (3rd party)
- Other ladies will be involved, as you (3rd party) are not 'tied down' and unmarried
- Only softcore pictures, GIFs or videos of ladies (no hardcore)
- A 'running list' of stories in this arc will be listed at the end of this story, or in another post
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The Wedding (Shay Arc) -- **INCOMPLETE**
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It was some sort of 'marriage of convenience.' When pressed for that simple answer to 'Why?' Shay's answer was always the same, "It's just time." The announcement was sudden, and the event itself planned less than a month after. It took everyone by surprise. But every time someone used the word 'shotgun,' Shay denied she was pregnant. So the 'convenience' word took its place.
But this wasn't Shay's first marriage, which made it even more 'suspect,' especially with her family.
An Army brat, she was used to moving around throughout her youth. She found Mr. Right a bit too quickly, a short-term high school sweetheart, who she married at 18. Of course, when his bi-sexual nature, with a heavy homosexually slant, finally came out and was exposed to Shay, she had it annulled rather quickly. Which made her mother have to question this one, "Aren't you just rushing into another mistake?"
But since that time, Shay had broke through, Penthouse and beyond. It wasn't Playboy and the same, mainstream work wouldn't follow. But she was making enough in adult modeling to clear 6 figures, most years, easily. She didn't need to marry. Of course, being an American, there could be 'other realities' at work ... like health insurance and other, stable support. Her parents helped her out, but there was also the 'other thing' itching at her ... a family of her own.
No sooner than immediately after you had filled your condom the first time you had been inside her, did she roll around and start talking about becoming a mother, "I cannot wait until a stud like you gets to bust deep inside me and knock me up." It startled you, because while you'd be honored to have Shay as the mother of your c***d, it was ... well ... the first time. Besides, you weren't the only stud she was 'seeing,' and she had several 'friends with benefits.' Which brought you to the man she was going to marry.
'The Professor,' as everyone called him, or just 'Prof' for short, was one of Shay's 'friends with benefits' you met. The funny thing is, it wasn't awkward when you did ... literally him catching you inside of Shay. Much to your surprise, he just smiled, "Oh, you're busy," and then walked out. When you showed 'concern' for the 'situation,' Shay just smiled, and told you that Prof was the last guy you 'had to worry about' when it came to 'interruptions.'
There was a 'comfort' to Shay when Prof was around. He had a baby face that looked late high school or early college, still fit, figure just *******.8 meters (5'10"). Most of his strength was in his lower body, not so much upper, from being a distance runner and playing fullback and defensive end in American football. But he had a masters degree and other post-graduate work in engineering, and already had a successful, small business, before he had even reached 25. He even had a trio of residences, one in Manhattan and the other in rural, but still Southern California, which were ideal for Shay's blossoming modeling career.
But he still wasn't in 'Shay's league,' so everyone had to question. Even you did. But if there was anything you were learning from your own, 'developing' friendship with Prof, it was that he made you feel ... 'comfortable.' And Prof had already admitted, they were going to have a semi-open relationship. They weren't going to be stupid, going to use protection, and get regularly tested. And with both of them having significant travel in their careers, it slowly started to make sense.
Besides, Shay had given you a guest list, including all of the modeling 'friends' of Shay's that were going to be 'buzzing around' at the reception. Even better? Shay had not only you get STD tested, but several of her friends They would be wearing 'black bands' on their wrists to indicate they were 'cleared.' Like several of them, you were flying in the day of, missing both the 'bachelor party' and even some 'pre-wedding action.' It was all about the timing, and neither Prof nor Shay hadn't given you much lead-time.
But that also meant you were 'clean'n ready,' just like them. It had been a long time since you had 'bareback sex,' and now you were dreaming of it ... possibly with a trio of models. Sure enough, there was plenty of 'eyefucking' during the wedding, which carried over into the reception. And settling in, you had a trio of them at your table. Just a half-hour into it, with clearly two of them 'very interested,' and a third -- the one with D cups -- clearly 'warming up' to the idea, you felt a tap on your shoulder.
"Shay needs to talk to you in private," one of her bridesmaids whispered in your ear. "She's in the clubhouse."
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Shay's dress had been a bit of an erotic piece. A corset with white gloves, plus a 'lower, long gown' that was actually multiple layers of sheer much like a veil, but down her legs, barely hiding the fact that she had thigh-high stockings, with suspenders attached to that corset, and just panties. It was only visible in the direct sunlight, and if she wasn't a published, adult model, she might never gotten away with it. But it fit her oh-so-well, and you could see the other men's jaws just dropping as she walked down the isle.
So when you walked into clubhouse, with Shay sitting on a stool, you couldn't help but notice the fact that she wasn't wearing her 'gown' any more, but sitting on it. With one arm holding the stool, and the other still clasping her bridal bouquet, she looked like she had something on her mind to disclose.
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WORK IN PROGRESS
This a story arc. The principals and quirks of this story are include the following.
- Shay in an open relationship with Prof (author) and yourself (3rd party)
- Other ladies will be involved, as you (3rd party) are not 'tied down' and unmarried
- Only softcore pictures, GIFs or videos of ladies (no hardcore)
- A 'running list' of stories in this arc will be listed at the end of this story, or in another post
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The Wedding (Shay Arc) -- **INCOMPLETE**
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It was some sort of 'marriage of convenience.' When pressed for that simple answer to 'Why?' Shay's answer was always the same, "It's just time." The announcement was sudden, and the event itself planned less than a month after. It took everyone by surprise. But every time someone used the word 'shotgun,' Shay denied she was pregnant. So the 'convenience' word took its place.
But this wasn't Shay's first marriage, which made it even more 'suspect,' especially with her family.
An Army brat, she was used to moving around throughout her youth. She found Mr. Right a bit too quickly, a short-term high school sweetheart, who she married at 18. Of course, when his bi-sexual nature, with a heavy homosexually slant, finally came out and was exposed to Shay, she had it annulled rather quickly. Which made her mother have to question this one, "Aren't you just rushing into another mistake?"
But since that time, Shay had broke through, Penthouse and beyond. It wasn't Playboy and the same, mainstream work wouldn't follow. But she was making enough in adult modeling to clear 6 figures, most years, easily. She didn't need to marry. Of course, being an American, there could be 'other realities' at work ... like health insurance and other, stable support. Her parents helped her out, but there was also the 'other thing' itching at her ... a family of her own.
No sooner than immediately after you had filled your condom the first time you had been inside her, did she roll around and start talking about becoming a mother, "I cannot wait until a stud like you gets to bust deep inside me and knock me up." It startled you, because while you'd be honored to have Shay as the mother of your c***d, it was ... well ... the first time. Besides, you weren't the only stud she was 'seeing,' and she had several 'friends with benefits.' Which brought you to the man she was going to marry.
'The Professor,' as everyone called him, or just 'Prof' for short, was one of Shay's 'friends with benefits' you met. The funny thing is, it wasn't awkward when you did ... literally him catching you inside of Shay. Much to your surprise, he just smiled, "Oh, you're busy," and then walked out. When you showed 'concern' for the 'situation,' Shay just smiled, and told you that Prof was the last guy you 'had to worry about' when it came to 'interruptions.'
There was a 'comfort' to Shay when Prof was around. He had a baby face that looked late high school or early college, still fit, figure just *******.8 meters (5'10"). Most of his strength was in his lower body, not so much upper, from being a distance runner and playing fullback and defensive end in American football. But he had a masters degree and other post-graduate work in engineering, and already had a successful, small business, before he had even reached 25. He even had a trio of residences, one in Manhattan and the other in rural, but still Southern California, which were ideal for Shay's blossoming modeling career.
But he still wasn't in 'Shay's league,' so everyone had to question. Even you did. But if there was anything you were learning from your own, 'developing' friendship with Prof, it was that he made you feel ... 'comfortable.' And Prof had already admitted, they were going to have a semi-open relationship. They weren't going to be stupid, going to use protection, and get regularly tested. And with both of them having significant travel in their careers, it slowly started to make sense.
Besides, Shay had given you a guest list, including all of the modeling 'friends' of Shay's that were going to be 'buzzing around' at the reception. Even better? Shay had not only you get STD tested, but several of her friends They would be wearing 'black bands' on their wrists to indicate they were 'cleared.' Like several of them, you were flying in the day of, missing both the 'bachelor party' and even some 'pre-wedding action.' It was all about the timing, and neither Prof nor Shay hadn't given you much lead-time.
But that also meant you were 'clean'n ready,' just like them. It had been a long time since you had 'bareback sex,' and now you were dreaming of it ... possibly with a trio of models. Sure enough, there was plenty of 'eyefucking' during the wedding, which carried over into the reception. And settling in, you had a trio of them at your table. Just a half-hour into it, with clearly two of them 'very interested,' and a third -- the one with D cups -- clearly 'warming up' to the idea, you felt a tap on your shoulder.
"Shay needs to talk to you in private," one of her bridesmaids whispered in your ear. "She's in the clubhouse."
Alone
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So when you walked into clubhouse, with Shay sitting on a stool, you couldn't help but notice the fact that she wasn't wearing her 'gown' any more, but sitting on it. With one arm holding the stool, and the other still clasping her bridal bouquet, she looked like she had something on her mind to disclose.
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