Ann: A Love Story Ch. 95

That didn't mean my problem was going away though. Not with the way Ann was looking at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. My cock was almost fully hard as she slowly massaged the back of my hands with her thumbs. Something was on her mind as she glanced at her ring and then back at me, her naughty smile becoming more evident each time our eyes locked. Then again, perhaps it was just the excitement of what was about to happen.

Pastor Kane grinned and proclaimed, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. Neil, you may kiss your bride."

Sliding my hands under the long veil hanging from her hat, I took her into my arms and leaned in to kiss her. I moaned, both at the touch of her lips on mine and the realization that her dress was backless. She put her arms around my neck, pressing her body into mine while I caressed the bare skin of her lower back. It was a long, passionate kiss, and while it wasn't steamy per se, it was most certainly 'R' rated, a fact that wasn't lost on the guests as they applauded the announcement that we were officially married..

"God I love you," she giggled when we finally found a way to break apart.

"I love you too... Anna," I winked, making her bite the corner of her mouth as she reacted to what I called her.

Turning to face our friends and family, Pastor Kane exclaimed, "Ladies and Gentlemen, it's my distinct honor to introduce you to...Mr. and Mrs. Neil Thomas."

With that the guests stood while the organist began playing the traditional 'Wedding March.' Ann took her bouquet from Tina and grabbed my arm, the two of us walking carefully down the steps and to the right, moving up the same aisle that she and her Dad had strolled down a little over a half-hour before. At that moment it didn't matter that I was hard. No one in their right mind was looking at my crotch, and if they were I didn't care. I had the most incredible woman in the world as my wife...I had every reason to be excited in every way imaginable.

We were almost to the end of the aisle when Ann looked into the balcony above us, and I found myself naturally looking to where she was staring. I'd forgotten all about the balconies, and it surprised me how full they were. I was stunned when Ann pointed at a handsome guy with long wavy brown hair and a deep tan. Actually, it wasn't the guy she was suddenly giving a little wave to that startled me. It was the woman standing next to him, smiling as she waved back.

"Dawn?" I said under my breath in disbelief.

"And Jeremy," Ann giggled as we walked through the side door, heading to the basement of the church.

~*~*~*~*~*~

My head was spinning at the thought of Dawn and her fiancé being at our wedding. Not to mention that Ann apparently had met them both. How else would she have known who they were? Why else would she have waved at them? Yes, she gave little waves and nods to several people on the way out of the sanctuary...so did I; yet she made it a point to look up, like she knew they were there all along. She probably did, since Jill and Mark were standing right next to them.

I didn't have time to dwell on any of that. As much as I wanted to talk to Ann, we didn't really have a moment alone. As soon as we were through the door, Matt and Tina were coming in right behind us, followed by the rest of the wedding party. Instead of being able to ask her about, well...Dawn, I was being hugged and congratulated by those who had stood with us on the stage while we all waited for the guests to head to the reception. Caught up in the moment, I enjoyed the circle of friends and family that remained behind, knowing any questions I had for Ann could wait until later.

Once the church emptied we all returned to the sanctuary, where Rose began directing the entire wedding party through numerous poses. First she took pictures of everyone together. Then she started breaking us down for group pictures, like me with the groomsmen and then Ann with them. Then we each posed with the bridesmaids. There were a bunch of other different combinations, including many with Pastor Kane. When Rose started taking pictures with immediate family, those in the wedding that were now done in front of camera eventually started heading to the reception themselves.

As the number of people finally dwindled, there came a point where it was just Ann and I that were left at the church, and Rose took an incredible number of pictures of us together. I had no idea how many rolls of film she had used to that point, but that didn't seem to be an issue. She was such a natural as a photographer, coming up with different settings and poses that I'd never seen as far as wedding photos were concerned. But that also made it fun.

Pastor Kane finally popped back into the room from his office, having changed out of his traditional robe, now looking relaxed in jeans and a gray sweatshirt.

"Mr. and Mrs. Thomas, your limousine has arrived," he announced, watching us take one last picture with the huge Christmas tree as a backdrop.

"Perfect timing. We just finished," Rose said as she moved over to her bags to start packing her equipment up.

We walked over to him, Ann giving a huge hug as she asked, "Are you sure you don't want to come to the reception? You know you're welcome."

"I know...and I wish I could. I'm sure my wife would love to come, but I have to get ready for tomorrow. It's a work day for me."

"Like today," I joked as I shook his hand.

"Today wasn't work, Neil. It was fun, and it was an absolute privilege to be a part of it. I wish you both nothing but love and happiness in your life together."

"I have a good feeling that wish is already coming true," Rose added as she closed one of her bags.

Pastor Kane grinned. "Amen to that."

~*~*~*~*~*~

It was a given that Rose was going to ride with us in the limo to the reception, still I couldn't help but be a little disappointed that Ann asked her to ride in the back with us. I'd hoped to have a chance to talk with her alone. She must have sensed my curiosity about Dawn as I helped her into the back of the limo, stuffing the long train of her dress inside while the driver helped Rose with her equipment using the door on the other side.

"You said we could invite her. You're not upset, are you?" she said out of the blue.

"Dawn?"

"Of course Dawn," she chuckled. "Who else would be on your mind?"

"Uh...you! You're my wife."

"Neil, I know...wow, I AM your wife. This is so amazing," she giggled again as I sat next to her. "Anyway, I know she has to be on your mind too. I saw the look on your face."

"Then I suppose I should ask you if you're upset."

"Why would I be upset? I'm not jealous. She meant a lot to you. That's why I wanted her to come. And I couldn't be happier that she and Jeremy actually decided to. That should tell you what you meant to her."

Ann was right. Not only had Dawn shown up, she and Jeremy came all the way from Arizona. That said a lot about how she felt about what we'd shared together. It also said something about him, being willing to come to the wedding of a man who he had to know was his fiancée's former lover, and a recent one at that. Still, it all seemed a little too hard to grasp.

I started to say something, but Ann put her finger over my lips. "Not now, baby. You can talk to her at the reception if you want to. Right now I have something I want to do that I've been dreaming about for months."

"Really?"

"Uh-huh," she winked. Turning to the driver, she asked, "Do you know where you're going, Alex?"

He was a good looking young man in his early twenties, his long blond hair blowing in the light breeze as he helped Rose into the back with us. "Yes, Mrs. Thomas," he grinned. "I got the directions from your husband's father."

She giggled at what he called her. "Good. I want you to drive around for a half-hour before you take us there, okay?"

"Anything you say, Mrs. Thomas," he said as he started to close the door.

Looking across from us, she quickly added, "And Alex?"

"Yes?"

"We'll need the privacy screen up please."

"Of course," he nodded.

Seconds later we were pulling out of the parking lot, the screen between us and the front of the car slowly rising as he turned onto the street.

"What was that all about?" I asked.

"Alex? Oh, he was our driver the night of my bachelorette party. Tina hired him for us for today."

"What are you up to, Ann? Why aren't we going to the reception now?"

Sliding off the seat, she turned carefully, getting on her knees on the floor of the big car. Putting her hands on my legs, she shot me a sexy stare, her eyes ablaze as she squeezed my thighs and slowly moved them apart.

"I told you, I've been dreaming about this day for months. Tina knows we're going to be a little late. She'll handle things until we get there."

"Ann, I --"

"Anna," she said in her sexiest voice while reaching for my zipper and slowly pulling it down.

"Ha...okay. What are you doing, Anna?

"Can't a bride give her husband a blowjob on the way to their reception?"

"That's not what I meant. We have company," I said, nodding toward Rose.

"So? She's seen your cock before baby," she replied as she placed her hand inside my fly.

"No she hasn't."

"She's seen enough pictures to know what you look like." Turning toward Rose, she smiled and asked, "Speaking of pictures... would you mind taking some of this?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Rose grinned, her hand already pulling out her camera from one of the equipment bags. "That X-rated wedding album of yours is going to be thick!"

I heard Rose gasp when Ann pulled my hard cock out of my pants. Then I heard the distinctive whir of the lens being focused. Ann made sure she moved at an angle that allowed her face to be seen, wanting the pictures to show her as she slowly licked the head of my cock. My precum was flowing moments later and she tightly gripped the shaft to squeeze it out for another erotic shot.

She pulled out my balls, taking the time to lick and suck them into her mouth. I knew then that was why she wanted a half-hour; she had no intention of shortchanging the experience for either of us. Gripping my shaft with her left hand, she sucked in one of my balls deep into her mouth, making sure her wedding ring was visible for the camera. The way she smiled as she nibbled at my sack made my cock pulse in her delicate fingers and she moaned in response.

"I love doing this," she hissed as she flicked her tongue over my other ball, covering it with her saliva before taking it in her mouth.

All I could do was moan again as my hand moved to her head, resting on the beautiful hat she was still wearing. I wanted to run my fingers through her hair, but I loved how she looked kneeling in front of me. She was stunning in her dress, and yet I couldn't help but think of what else there might be to it. Or under it...the thought of her hot body making my cock flinch in her hand.

Flattening her tongue, she licked along the length of my shaft, leaving behind a thick, wet trail as she made her way to the head. She repeated that over and over, going from the base to the tip, covering as much of it as she could with each slow swipe. Then she circled the head with her tongue, making my hips buck up, causing her to giggle.

"Don't worry baby. You'll be cumming soon in my pretty little mouth," she teased as she went back to working on my balls, using her hand to start jacking me off.

With her fist moving up and down my slick shaft, the wet sounds of her skilled fingers gliding over my soft skin filled the back of the car. More precum flowed, and she used her fingertip to coat the head, making me squirm in the seat.

"Oh fuck," I said quietly as she squeezed more precum from my cock.

"We'll do that tonight baby. I just want to suck you now," she grinned, finally moving up.

Slipping the head into her mouth, she ran her tongue through the little slit, tasting the sweet fluid as she tightened her lips. Slowly opening her mouth, she took more of my shaft inside, drawing her lips along it as she pulled back, sending a shiver through my groin.

Soon she was taking me deep into her throat, her head bobbing back and forth in a blur. She'd slow down every once in a while to let Rose take another picture, but as her hand cupped my balls and she began to knead them, I knew she wanted me to cum.

That, and the way she cooed, "Cum for your wife, baby."

I was ready. From watching Rebecca masturbate and the other events of the early morning, to Ann telling me that she was calm during the ceremony because Tina ate her before the wedding, I was so worked up I was ready to explode. And that was before she decided to live out a fantasy she'd been having.

Stroking the bottom of my shaft, she sucked on just the head, looking me in the eyes the entire time. I felt my balls moving in her hand, the large load they held churning inside. When she hummed and licked the slit again, I felt my cum racing up my shaft and I groaned out loud to warn her. Not that she needed it. She knew me so well she anticipated my orgasm, resting just the head of my cock on her extended tongue so Rose could watch me cum in her mouth.

"AGGHHH!" I growled as she squeezed my balls, my shaft twitching in her other hand as I began firing jets of hot sperm past her perfect lips.

"Wow...that is so hot," Rose said softly as the camera fired along with me, taking several pictures of Ann smiling while I filled her mouth.

When I finished, she opened wide to show Rose, allowing for another picture. Then she swallowed and took me in her mouth again, cleaning me before tucking my cock away and patting my crotch after she zipped me up. When she plopped down on the seat next to me, she gave me a big wet kiss, the salty taste of my sperm still on her lips and tongue.

"That's hot too," Rose sighed, taking another picture. "The way things are going, I'm going to have to get laid before the night is over."

"Me too," Ann smiled as she stood in a crouch, reaching over to tap the privacy screen. She sat back down as it started to lower. "I'm done sucking Neil now, Alex. You can take us to the reception."

"Okay, Mrs. Thomas," he laughed. "How was it?"

"Delicious," she answered, stunning me that she actually having a conversation about what she'd just done.

"I meant was it what you hoped it would be?"

"OH...I'm sorry. I misunderstood your question. It was even better."

"Better, eh?" he nodded, his shit-eating grin flashing at us in the rearview mirror.

"Remember how Tina sucked you the other night?" she revealed, leaving me speechless.

"Oh hell, yeah!" he exclaimed, his voice cracking with excitement.

"Well... I can deep-throat."

~*~*~*~*~*~ It was hard to believe everyone had been so patient, but when we walked into the big hall where we were holding the reception, no one seemed upset that we'd made them wait. Instead, we got another standing ovation.

Tina quickly gathered everyone and in what seemed like seconds, Ann and I were at the end of a long receiving line, thanking our guests one by one for coming, getting hugs and kisses in return.

It was a bit of a tiring process, but one that I wouldn't have missed. Not just for me, but for my parents and Ann's; all of them seemed to be having a wonderful time saying hello to those that came. Then there was Ann, who was radiant, standing by my side as she displayed the charm and grace of a princess. It was incredible to watch her when I could, seeing the way she made each interaction personal and genuine.

Of course, it also wasn't lost on me what she'd just done in the limousine literally minutes before we were greeting our guests. The fresh taste of my cum still had to be on her tongue, and as silly as it seemed, I wondered if it was on her breath when she kissed each person. It was a bizarre thought, but I couldn't help it. She was such a sexually charged woman she had me thinking erotic things almost all the time.

I was finishing up talking to my Aunt Dixie and Uncle Lee when I caught Ann giving yet another huge hug. But this one was different. It was special, the bond between the two being something I never would have expected. It was just as sincere as all the other people she'd talked to in line, but it was an encounter I never thought it would actually happen.

"I'm so happy you're here," Ann said excitedly.

"I am too, although I thought the invitation was a joke at first. You look so beautiful, Ann. I love your gown. It's so damn sexy."

"Thank you. I can't wait to try it out on the dance floor later."

"Really? I'd think that train would make it hard to move in."

"I think you'll be surprised," she answered, a hint of naughtiness in her reply. Taking a deep breath, she held her new friend's hands, a tear forming in the corner of her eye. "I know it must be strange to hear this, but this day never would have happened if it wasn't for you. I'm so grateful for what you did for Neil. And I'm so thankful you had the courage to be here. I know it probably wasn't easy."

"Actually, it wasn't that hard at all. Once I knew you really wanted us to come, it was a pretty easy decision. We wouldn't have missed this for the world. And I think you know I'm having a great time," she winked.

Turning to me, Dawn smiled, a tear rolling down her left cheek as our eyes met for the first time since I'd left her in Michigan what seemed like a lifetime ago. I'm not sure if it was the shock or the pure elation that she was standing there, but I was at a loss for words.

Dawn's fiancé Jeremy had been politely talking to Jean, but he stepped in front of Ann so the rest of the line could move forward. Yet instead of greeting one another, he and Ann stood side by side, watching as I threw my arms open. They knew how Dawn and I felt about each other, and as she walked into my arms, tears streaming down her face as we hugged, I saw them both wearing incredible smiles. Jeremy even put his arm around Ann's shoulder, pulling her into a gentle hug, like they'd just done something wonderful for us. And they had.

"I can't believe you're here," I sighed, feeling Dawn tremble. "I...I never thought I'd see you again."

"And that would have been a shame, wouldn't it?" she answered, her head resting on my shoulder. "Thank God your wife didn't let that happen. She's such an amazing woman, Neil. I'm so happy for you."

"Jeremy must be just as amazing. I'm not sure I could have sat with Ann while I watched...well, you know."

"He is amazing. I've never been happier. But that's because of you, Neil. It's kind of ironic, isn't it?"

I looked into her eyes, my thumb running across her cheek to wipe away another tear. She looked so sexy in the hot little red cocktail dress she was wearing, her huge cleavage showing with the low neckline. Yet I only saw her eyes misting. That was what was ironic to me.

The woman I'd shared an incredible sexual weekend with was standing inches from me. The last time I'd been that close to her, she was naked and tied to her bed, her pussy dripping from the orgasm I'd given her with my tongue. Now she was looking me in the eyes in much the same way she had when I'd left that night. I could see her passion and her confidence in them. I could even see her love...for Jeremy.

Just like Dawn could see my love for Ann in mine.

"It's not ironic, Dawn," I smiled. "When we first met, I remember thinking it was just a random thing. You know...it was a wonderful coincidence. But you're the one that taught me to believe in fate. That's what brought Ann into my life, and Jeremy into yours."

"It was fate," she grinned and gave me another hug. "That must be why I'm here then, lover," she whispered as she kissed me on the cheek.

It was amazing that she called me that. It wasn't like she was starting anything. There was no romance to rekindle. Our time together had been like a rocket blasting off before gradually falling back to earth. We'd burned all of our collective energy healing each other; a passionate, fuck-filled weekend of lust in which we committed to each other as lovers. We called each other by that perfect pet name, because that what we were. She was just reminding me that we still were, and always would be.