A long lane at night

2.20. LET'S STAY TOGETHER Part 5

Chad was partially in the know. I had texted him that he was supposed to replace the song. Since Will would never forgive himself if he allowed his brother and brother-in-law to dance under the wrong lights, he also knew about that little change.

They didn't know about the boots, though.

Nate and I quickly took our shoes off, putting on the red stiletto boots above the pants and opening the lower buttons of our overcoats, so everyone could see the new change. Chad had apparently taken over the band for this moment because it was his voice that came through the hall speakers.

'Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce you to Jack and Nate A. L. Wyatt!'

We came back into the hall when the song started. It was the same one Nate had recorded me dancing during the class we had taken. It felt fitting, to have some kind of tribute to my dad Brian's music and like I had said to Nate earlier, it would be remarkable, iconic, memorable.

At the edge of the aisle, I took my husband in my arms and we stepped sideways together until we reached the newly-revealed dancefloor. As we passed our guests, they all gasped and cheered when they saw what we were doing and especially what we were wearing. We danced in perfect sync to the song that was playing and I led Nate with ease.

About two minutes in, my dad's piano solo kicked in and I took the chance to welcome the fathers onto the dancefloor. The band was ready to take charge and they created a great merge with the song that was playing and the music was still happy for a very long time.

Nate and I danced with Alice, with the three dads and with the twins before the other guests started to get up and dance. Food and drinks were being served and everyone was free to do as they please.

My feet allowed me to dance in new stiletto boots for almost half an hour before they decided I wouldn't take another step until they were free.

'Want to get out of these boots?' I asked my husband.

'We've been slow-dancing to electro-pop for ten minutes now, of course I want to get rid of these boots.'

We made our way back to our joint dressing room and we both plopped on the couch that was there.

'Want to do each other?' Nate asked, putting his legs on top of mine.

'And not have to bend over? You're a true blessing,' I said, unzipping his boots and taking them off. I massaged his feet and his calves, going up to his thighs all the way up to his crotch.

'Do you see that duffel bag there?' Nate asked, jerking his head towards the corner of the room. 'There's lube in there. What do you say you keep taking this stuff off of me and do me right on this couch?'

'As long as you take these boots off my feet first, Munchkin, I'm all yours.'

Nate stood up from the couch and kneeled on the floor between my open legs. He got me rid of my boots and my pants and underwear and had me quickly in his mouth.

At some point, he reached for the duffel bag and started prepping himself while putting me back in his mouth again. He climbed onto the couch and started to lower his body. As I was about to enter him, he lightly bit my ear and whispered 'mine.' That made me feel even more excited.

The rush was awesome. We were aware we couldn't take long before our absence crossed the line from suspicious to obvious. Also, the feeling of making love to my husband carried something special with it. It was even greater than all the times we had had sex before.

Nate kept his head next to mine, where he moaned in whispers, only for my ears to hear, and that was super sexy. In a few minutes, I was holding him by his hips, thrusting harder into him and I came only a few seconds after he did.

Feeling relaxed, I stood up from the couch and examined the hanger rack. It had a fresh change of clothes for both Nate and I. They were still formal but looked much more comfortable than the ones we were wearing.

'Were we supposed to change into those right after the ceremony?' I asked, taking the hangers and showing the clothes to Nate.

'No clue. No one told me anything. But nothing is stopping us from wearing them now.'

Since we were already naked, it was quite fast to get into them. The shoes felt like clouds and I thanked the heavens out loud for that. Soon, we were back at the party, where no one was too drunk to make a fuss about our absence.

Nate and I danced and talked with our guests until only our family was left there. At some point, dad Allan came to us.

'Everything is set for you guys. I'll drive your car back home and you two will take an Uber to the hotel tonight and to the airport, but not tomorrow. Since it'd be stupid to ask you to rest and sleep a lot, considering you'll face 22 hours on an aeroplane, you'll actually spend two nights in the hotel here before taking off at two on Monday afternoon. You'll arrive in Sydney almost at midnight on Wednesday, local time.'

'Thanks, dad, you're a saviour,' I said hugging him.

Dad Allan's plan was actually a great one because that flight made us so exhausted that the first thing Nate said when we finally landed was, 'I think we'll live here from now on. I can't face all of that again just to go back home.'

I laughed, then said, 'think about our new home waiting for us, Munchkin.'

We slept a lot to get rid of the jetlag, but we enjoyed Australia for three weeks because we wanted to stay and experience Mardi Gras. It was worth every second. Nate and I finally returned home in the middle of February, when I was even more tanned than my natural colour. Nate said I looked like a Greek god. I loved hearing it and I also loved getting naked for him every time he said that.

The three dads had a very special welcome-home present for two extremely tired young men: they had taken care of our move to our new house and the whole place was decorated to our taste when we arrived. But the best part was to get close to Alice again. Funny thing, although I missed her every single day and I talked to her through video twice or three times a day, knowing she was there, waiting for me, made those three weeks much easier to bear than the ones I could actually see and be with her, but was afraid to lose her.

We spent the first day in our new home enjoying the return to winter in a cosy warm house where my husband and I played with our daughter and all the toys we had brought her from our trip, not a single care in the world.

All along, it felt like life was just beginning and I couldn't wait for the ride.