Chasing the Fantasy ||Completed

CHAPTER 2: Princessy, Big and Fancy

One week later, Nancy was walking down the aisle- with the guests watching her every move. She wore a sparkly and curve- flaunting gown that had all heads turning, with a tight corset that brought her heaving boobs to full display.

Her lovely bridesmaids also looked amazing for her special day in their pink covertible dresses. They were beaming with smiles as if they've won a jackpot. Surprisingly, the expression smothered on their faces weeks prior to the wedding was that of frown and scrowl as they quarreled non-stop over the type of dress to wear. If not for a last minute intervention, perhaps, they would have been standing there in their birthday suits.

It is amazing how much planning goes into making one day so perfect. Nancy from a very young age knew exactly how she wanted her wedding to be. She had an enormous binder that mapped out everything to the tiniest detail. After so many years, she was living her fantasy. It was the wedding of her dreams: princessy, big and fancy.

The balloon arch was 10ft high and disproportionately wide, but that did not prevent it serving its purpose. Several chic infinity chairs filed the venue, the courtyard of the Basilica Chapel where Joe served as an associate pastor.

During the exchange of vows, Nancy's ex wanted to raise an objection but refrained from doing so when he saw how happy she was. Perhaps, he could not give to her the joy she so much wished for. Growing up a loner from an abusive family, the only kind of love Nancy knew was the struggle love- where she gained a sense of importance by fixing her partners, even when they did no longer desire her. Kevin was recovering drug addict, aspiring actor and influencer. He did everything wrong, but losing her was the biggest regret of his life. Their whole relationship had been a hot entangled mess.

The bishop standing at the altar, studied the two faces and said the magic words," I now proclaim you husband and wife". They shared a passionate kiss infront of the hundreds of guests and church members gathered.

The reception took place at Hype house, a local bar and restaurant frequented by many. There was an abundance of food, drinks, snacks and games. As Joe was entering the reception with Nancy wrapped around his right hand, he unwittingly used the other hand to touch Stacy peachy behind.

Stacy thinking it was intentional, felt that she had betrayed her once babysitter. "The effrontery", muttered Stacy beneath her breath. Following the earlier rejection, she realised that she had some microscopic attraction for him; and could have him for herself if she didn't care for Nancy's feelings. She mentally kicked herself in the face. "What the heck are you thinking?! That's your babysitter's husband."

Since the band had to cancel at the last minute, Nacy decided to sing a love song for her forever husband, skipping the popular dance break the women did for their grooms- where their hips swayed, boobs rollercasted and hair twirled in the air. She sang like an angel and in that moment Joe believe wholeheartedly that she was the one. Joe gave a thunderous clap and rushed on stage to hug his wife. He gently stroked her back and whispered something in her ears. "Let's ditch these people and go straight to 'dessert'". They exited through the back and off to the airport.

"My body is your party, baby
Nobody's invited but you, baby
I can do it slow now, tell me what you want
Baby, put your phone down, you should turn it off
'Cause tonight is going down, tell your boys is going down
We in the zone now, don't stop"
~ Ciara, body party.

When the song 'body party' blasted through the radio, it soon became their jam; more especially for Nancy who had been celebate for 10 years. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. They made out at the back seat of the limo driving them to the airport, not giving a hoot about the driver and what he might think.

Their postnuptial getaway was at one of those paradises on earth, surrounded by sand- fringed motus and a turquoise lagoon. Their hotel suite, equally jaw- dropping, had neutral walls brought alive with pattern furniture, statement artwork and a lovely array of plants. The longing anticipation and desire protested whatever their worn out bodies was saying, they were determined to do the deed. Joe picked her up and carried her across the room to the bed. With no shyness, no layers, no boundaries, their burning loins collided, rocking together in perfect unison.

Nancy woke up thinking of the hot amazing bodily adventure she had endulged in- recounting in full, all its glorious detail. She snucked out of bed and walked to the other end of the room where a large strange package was lying.
She opened it with shaking hands, inside she found numerous pictures of Joe with girls in compromising positions. The accompanying note read: "So you think you got the best."

She felt mortified all of a suden. Her daydream had turned into a nightmare.

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