“Okay, we made it. Open that window, and we’ll be able to see,” Finn whispers.
“Ow, what the fuck is this?”
Finn warns Rocky to keep his voice down.
“You’re sitting on a teacup.”
We remain still as we watch them on the porch, the three of us shocked by what we see. Apart from the dick paraphernalia overload, the waiters are dressed in nothing but a leather thong, collar, and mask. One of them even has a chain which Nikki is not afraid to use. I search for Charlotte, and she’s laughing uncontrollably as Eric animatedly talks. No doubt it’s about the granny story.
It doesn’t take him long before he shouts that the entertainment’s here.
Entertainment?
And then we hear the sirens go off, and low and behold, Eric yells, “Does anyone here have burning loins?”
Nikki cheers loud along with Kate as three bulked-up men appear in firefighter costumes. Ridiculous.
“Do not look at me, okay? They’re not actual firefighters. In fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if they are gay or something,” Finn mutters.
I pray to the gay God of Dorothy that they are.
Ginuwine’s ‘Pony’ plays in the background as Nikki persuades Charlotte to sit on the chair. Now, I think she will be mortified, but she seems to enjoy it, her hands waving like she’s in some nightclub as a single woman. Fuck!
“That’s it, I’m going in,” I announce.
“Relax, would you? She’s not doing anything wrong.” Rocky attempts to diffuse the situation, but I’m ready to stop the entire party.
We watch on, and this time Jen stands and starts dancing with one. He pulls his suspenders off, bumping and grinding with Jen. She places her hands against his chest, running them along his torso.
“That’s it, I’m going in,” Finn grits.
“Relax, would you? He’s still in his boxers.” Rocky rolls his eyes. How he remains calm is beyond me.
And so, we continue watching until the music changes. They don’t get fully naked wearing only thongs. I relax. I mean, what’s the big deal, right? Until Nikki rips off a thong and a dick flings out in all its glory. She shrieks in delight, rubbing herself up against him until Rocky yells, “That’s it, I’m going in!”
We attempt to hold him back, but he’s determined, that is until he pulls us up, and the three of us pummel through the door, falling flat on our faces. The music stops, and the women gasp, followed by laughter.
“Nicola Joanne Romano, you better have a damn good explanation for what I just saw!” Rocky is furious, his normal laid-back attitude a far cry from the jealous streak on parade.
Finn looks scared, probably from breaking the playhouse.
And me?
Charlotte gazes directly at me, giving me a wink, and just like that, I know I have nothing to worry about.
Nothing at all.
CHARLIE
I run my fingers along the intricate beading and the fine lace designed so beautifully down the sleeves.
My eyes gaze at the soft pattern of the fabric, so delicate and unique, yet a timeless classic design. Adriana really outdid herself. She stands beside me waiting impatiently for some sort of reaction from me, but I’m literally speechless. My dream has somehow morphed into reality, and I need to pinch myself to make sure it is real.
Unfortunately, Adriana does that for me.
“Okay, you haven’t spoken for like ten minutes. You hate it, don’t you?” Adriana sulks.
I motion for her to be quiet as I continue to stare at the dress.
“She’s having second thoughts, I know it,” Nikki complains.
I ignore their comments, my eyes fixated on this exquisite creation. I’m not the type of girl who has her wedding all planned out since I was five, nor do I go to sleep at night imagining the dress I will wear. The truth be told, when Lex and I got married the night in The Hamptons, I was somewhat happy to skip the formalities. It isn’t until five minutes ago that the desire to wear this perfect dress, walk down the aisle, and say the ‘I do’s’ in front of everyone has consumed me.
I want it, I want him, and I want every woman in the world to know Lex belongs to me. Call me a selfish bitch, but when God hands you the smartest, most delicious and unbelievably caring guy in a box with a giant red bow, you say thank you and take it with the utmost appreciation. I should wrap a bow around his beautiful cock too. Mmm, great thinking.
Lost in my perfect little Lex’s cock-bubble fantasy, I