Challenge Accepted Ch. 12

Tomorrow Jenny and I are getting married, and I'm nervous. I don't know why, but I am. We've been together for over a year, and in that time, we've had our ups and downs, our celebrations, and our disagreements. But we've survived it all.

I haven't seen my fiancée in three weeks, and it's been difficult. We've spoken on the phone just about every day, and sometimes more than once a day, but I'm still lonely without her here. Besides traveling to São Paulo, New York, and London for meetings, I've spent more time in the office than usual, which has helped a great deal. However, it reminds me of when I've traveled and had to leave her behind. I don't like it. Even being away from her for a few days is too long. I was tempted to ask her to quit her job to make it possible for her to travel with me, but that isn't fair because she loves what she does.

Jenny was upfront with her firm in her initial interview. She let them know that she was getting married in the spring and would need a couple of months off. They worked out an agreement where she would intern for them until after the tax season, and then they would discuss hiring her as an accountant. Since she is now a CPA and once she obtains her master's degree, it won't be difficult for her to get another job if her current firm decides to not bring her back.

Cassidy, Jenny's younger sister, came to visit for three weeks over the summer. Before starting her senior year of high school, she wanted to see California, so Jenny offered to let her stay with us. Cassidy is Jenny's Maid of Honor, so they spent most of their time talking about the wedding and shopping. That's if Cassidy wasn't on the beach soaking up the rays or out with some guy she met while frolicking about. Cassidy initially wanted to go to UCLA like her big sister, but her parents said no. So, when the time comes, she will be a Corn Husker and stay close to home.

I'm brought back to the present when my phone rings. It's my brother.

"Josh, I'm bored. There's nothing to do in this God-forsaken town."

"What did you expect? You're only here for another day...you'll survive."

"C'mon, let's go do something. Anything!"

"I'm going down to the fitness center and then going for a swim if you want to join me."

"Sure...why not. It's better than going with Mom and Dad to some art exhibit or sitting here staring at the walls."

"Meet me there in ten," I tell Jeff.

"See ya'."

Our house isn't finished yet, so I'm staying in a hotel in Lincoln with my family. It's a pretty nice place that serves a made-to-order breakfast each morning. I've been lounging in an easy chair with my feet on the table, so I get up, stretch, and go into my room to change. I was sure to get a large suite because Jenny and I will stay here tomorrow night before leaving on our honeymoon. Ten days in Cancun. That will be nice.

Jeff is already on a treadmill when I walk into the fitness center.

"C'mon, slo' poke. Let's see who breaks a sweat first," Jeff says.

Climbing onto the machine next to him and I start it up. I'm up to speed with him in a few minutes, and we jog along effortlessly. Even exercise doesn't take my mind off of Jenny.

I think back to when we had our prenup done. It didn't take as long as I thought it would, and after it was done, Mr. Pensley, our lawyer, told Jenny that she needed her lawyer to sign off on it. She told him that she didn't have a lawyer and asked if he could recommend one. He advised her that it would be inappropriate for him to do that...that she needed to find one on her own and have them look over the prenup and approve it. He told her that it was for her protection and that it was required by California law. Jenny looked at me for help, but Mr. Pensley said that I couldn't be involved in obtaining a lawyer for her. So, she called Esther and asked who her lawyer was and if they would see her and look at the prenup. Esther gave her their name and phone number and assured her they would take care of her. Mr. Pensley had his secretary make an appointment for Jenny and arrange to send the paperwork to their office. It was all pretty seamless and taken care of in less than two weeks.

Looking over at Jeff, I notice his pace is faster than mine, so I increase the speed on my machine to match his. I start sweating before him, and he makes fun of me, calling me an old man. When we're done running, we spot each other lifting some weights, and when we feel we've had enough, we shower, change into our suits, and jump into the pool. He challenges me to a race, ten laps, but there are kids in the pool, and I tell him it's not a good idea. He's disappointed, but at least he doesn't call me a chicken.

We're lounging in the Jacuzzi when my phone rings. It's Dad.

"Hey...where are you guys? We're supposed to be at the rehearsal in two hours."

Shit! I wasn't paying attention to the time. Jeff and I climb out of the spa and hurry to our rooms to shower and change. We meet Mom and Dad in the lobby and leave for the rehearsal. This will be the first time I will see Jenny since she went home to prepare for the wedding. Three very long weeks ago.

We walk into the venue, and it's beautiful. Jenny is off in a corner talking to a couple of people, so I make my way to her. Her face lights up when she sees me, and I can't help but smile back. She finishes discussing wedding matters and jumps into my arms. The smell of her perfume, the touch of her lips, her tight embrace floods my memory of why I love this woman. She's wearing a light summer dress and yellow heels. She is more beautiful and sexier than I remember. I want to pull her into a back room and make love to her...but I restrain myself. Instead, Jenny loops her arm in mine and drags me around, introducing me to those I haven't met yet. My parents join the Seagles while my brother roams about looking for a girl to hit on.

Jeff walks over and asks, "Hey, who's that girl over there, I'm guessing, with her parents? She looks familiar, but I can't quite place her."

"That's Tom Griffin, his wife Jesse, and their daughter Christina," I answer.

"How do you know them? Are they family I haven't met?"

"Nope. Dad and Tom are good friends, and our construction companies have collaborated on a few projects. They met when they were at UCLA. Mr. Griffin swam for the university and even medaled in the Olympics. Dad insisted we invite them to the rehearsal dinner. I guess they got here a little early."

"Will you introduce me? Shit! Christina is hot!"

"Sure...but watch out for her father. He's no pushover and very protective of his daughter."

"Yeah...whatever. I can handle him."

Taking Jenny by the hand, Jeff follows us to where the Griffins are sitting. Mr. Griffin stands as we approach.

Reaching out to shake his hand, I say, "Mr. Griffin, this is my bride-to-be, Jenny Seagle, and my brother, Jeff. You may be interested to know that he plays basketball for UCLA."

"Ms. Seagle, it's very nice to meet you," Tom says. "From everything Josh's parents have told us, he's a fortunate man to have you in his life. When things settle down, we'd like to have you guys over for dinner sometime." Tom turns to Jeff and says, "Jeff, it's nice to meet you too. From what I understand, you're not interested in the family business?"

"No, sir," Jeff answers. "I hope to be drafted into the NBA when I finish school."

"Ah. Lofty goal. I like it. I've seen you play, and I think you have a good shot. Keep up the hard work...professional sports isn't an easy gig."

"Thank you, Mr. Griffin," Jeff answers.

Tom then introduces his wife and daughter to Jenny and Jeff.

Christina stands, walks over to Jeff, and says, "We've met before, Jeff...at Susan's party about a month ago."

"Susan's party? OH! Right! I'm sorry, Christina. I was beat from practice that night and only went to the party as a favor to a friend. So...what year are you in?" Jeff's voice trails off as they walk away.

The rehearsal goes off without a hitch, and dinner afterward is excellent. It was nice getting to know my new family and having them get to know us. And when it's all over, I don't want to leave my sweetheart. Holding her tightly, we share a passionate kiss, and I invite her back to my hotel room, but she puts her finger over my lips and hushes me.

"After tomorrow, we'll have forever. Just one more night, Josh."

Esther walks over and pries us apart. Since she is one of the bridesmaids, she is staying at Jenny's parents' house with her. Jenny wanted Marie and Sandra to be here too, but they said no. The disappointment and hurt those two have put Jenny through is maddening. I wanted to meet them face-to-face and give them a piece of my mind, but Jenny urged me to let it be.

Standing alone, watching Jenny and her family pile into their cars and drive away, is heart-wrenching. I must look like some pathetic dog because Jeff walks up to me, slaps me on the back, and tells me to snap out of it. He wants to go out for some drinks, but I'm not in the mood and decline. It doesn't matter. Jeff and Dad each take an arm and drag me to the car, telling me that I don't have a choice...it's not an invitation. I look at Mom, but she just shrugs, gets in their rental car, and leaves. Dad and Jeff throw me in the backseat of my rental, and we take off to who knows where.

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The wedding ceremony was lavish. Jenny took my breath away when she appeared at the end of the aisle next to her dad. I swear there was an angelic glow around her. When she gave her vows, there was so much joy in my heart, I thought it would explode.

We're standing next to each other in the reception line, greeting our guests as they file by. I can't help but put my arm around Jenny's waist just to have her close to me. The line is broken up when the band announces that it's time for the first dance. Taking Jenny's hand, we go to the center of the floor and wait for the music to start. We're breaking tradition and having two 'first' dances. We both selected a song that we felt appropriate for the evening, and the band will sing Jenny's first and then mine. They start with Forever and Always by Shania Twain, and then without skipping a beat, they slip into The Keeper of the Stars by Tracy Byrd. When the music ends, neither of us wants to leave each other's arms, but it's time for the parents' dance, so I take my mom's hand while Jenny takes her father's and dance to In Case You Didn't Know by Brett Young.

After our dances, it's time to cut the cake. Jenny thinks I'm going to shove the piece of cake in her face and smear it around, but I place it delicately at her lips for her to take a bite. The crowd boos, and she gives me a mischievous look.

I shake my head, but she cocks hers to the side and mouths the word, "Please."

I nod hesitantly, so she places the cake at my lips like I did to her, but instead of waiting for me to take a bite, she shoves it into my face and wipes it around. The guests cheer wildly. We laugh as I wipe cake and frosting off my face and try to get as much of it into my mouth as possible.

The rest of the night is delightful. Jenny and I mingle among our guests, thanking them for coming, answering questions, and accepting all the well-wishes we receive. We try to sit down to eat, but someone interrupts us every time we take a bite. It's okay though, we thought that might happen, so we plan to get room service when we get back to the hotel.

It's time to leave, so we go to our respective parents, give them hugs and kisses, and thank them for the wonderful wedding and evening. Our guests file outside and line up to give us a roaring send-off. We walk outside the doors, and it rains rice as we quickly make our way to the car. It takes a bit of work to get Jenny inside the car because of her wedding gown. After getting her situated, I run around to the driver's side and dive into the seat to avoid the rice being thrown at us. As we drive away, we hear clanking and banging. I was expecting that. I stashed a pocket knife in the center console, so I get it out and pull over to the side of the road. There are ten strings of cans tied to the back of the car. I cut the strings and throw the cans in the back seat before we continue on our way.

Pulling up to the hotel, I pop the trunk. Jenny's brothers stashed her luggage in there sometime after the wedding. The valet opens my door, and after getting out, I go to Jenny's door and open it for her. Before going inside, I ask the bellhop to take the luggage to our room as Jenny and I shake out as much rice from our clothing as possible.

Holding her train in one arm and my hand with her other, we walk inside. She looks like a fairytale princess in her gown, and we hear oohing and aahing as we make our way to the elevators. After unlocking the door to our suite, I pick Jenny up and carry her inside. When I set her down, she turns to me, wraps me in her arms, and we make out. When we stop to take a breath, she turns around and puts her back to me.

"Will you please unzip me?"

"Gladly!"

Finding the small pull tab, I lower her zipper slowly. When I reach the middle of her back, her lace bra appears. As I go lower, her matching thong is exposed. My cock began getting hard while we were making out, and seeing her underwear finishes the job.

"Unhook my bra, please?"

Without saying a word, I unlatch her bra, and she lowers her dress, exposing her shoulders and her bare back. Dropping her dress to the floor, she steps out of it. She is still wearing one garter that she didn't fling into the crowd of guys clamoring for it. Stepping out of her heels, she slides the garter off, turns around, and hands it to me.

"This is for you."

Stepping into me, she wraps her arms around my neck, and we make out some more. Then, she lifts her legs as I slide my hands under her ass, and she wraps them around my waist. I carry her to our bed, where I bend over and lay her down. She doesn't let go. So, I lift her again to center her on the bed and lie on top of her. Our tongues wrestle as we push them in and out of each other's mouths. Pulling my lips away, I lean back to admire her beauty. Setting my elbows underneath me, I push up to hover over her and gaze into her hypnotic green eyes. She smiles.

"Josh, will you do me a favor?"

"Anything!"

"Will you please fuck your wife? I've missed you so much!"

"I will do anything you ask of me."

I undo the first couple of buttons on my shirt, but it's taking too long, so I grab the shirt at the open collar and rip it apart, causing the buttons to fly across the room. Jenny giggles. Then, I remove my cuff links, throw them to the side, get my shirt off, and work on my pants. Once I'm naked, I kneel before my sweetheart and kiss her nylon-covered calves. I slowly work my way up her leg, and when I reach the top of her stockings, I grab the hem with my teeth and pull them down, but I can only go so far, so I use my hands to remove them the rest of the way.

Continuing to kiss up her thighs, I meet her lace-covered pussy. Her aroma is intoxicating, and it's a struggle to keep myself in check. I want to rip them off of her and ravish her body, but I control my instincts and go slow. I want this to last. Hooking my thumbs into her waistband, I slowly pull her panties down. The material pries out of her ass crack and gently pulls away from her labia. She lifts her hips so I can slide them all the way off.

Now my beautiful bride lies before me, completely naked, waiting for me.

Usually, I'll start at the bottom of her opening and lick upwards when I please her orally. This time, though, I begin at her clit. I flick it with my stiff tongue before wrapping my lips around her button and suck. Jenny moans as she squirms. Letting go, I slowly lick down to her opening. She is sopping wet. Pushing my tongue inside her, I flick it upward, trying to capture her nectar for my tastebuds to savor. Removing my tongue, I flatten it against her labia and slowly lick back up to her clit. When I reach it, I slide two fingers inside her while at the same time sucking on her hard button. Pushing my fingers against her spongy g-spot, I move them slowly inside her. She moans and squirms more.

"Fuck, YES! Right there. OH! Shit, that feels good! OH! God, I'm going to come!"

Lifting her ass off the bed, her legs quiver, and her breathing gets shallow. Jenny lets out a squeal as she comes and floods my fingers with her delectable juice. Pulling my fingers from her, I slide them into my mouth, consuming as much of her as I can. Then, sealing my mouth around her opening, I suck her cum from inside her.

Jenny stops breathing hard, so I sit back on my haunches and set my crown against her opening. Slapping her vulva a few times with my cock, I let her know that I'm about to invade her personal space. I lean forward and slide into her as she smiles, wraps her arms around my neck, and pulls me down to her. We continue our passionate kissing. While we make out, I slip slowly in and out of her. I'm afraid to go fast because it's been so long since we've had sex. I don't want to come too soon.

"Faster, Baby, faster!"

So much for keeping it slow. I increase the pace, and her hips gyrate and rock, keeping in time with me.

"I'm going to come," I warn her.

"Me too."

Knowing how close she is, I go ahead and let myself go. Then, driving deep inside her, I hold myself there as I pump my warm semen into her. The walls of her vagina clamp down on my cock, and her hips rock as she comes.

"OH, FUCK!" I exhale.

"Damn, Josh. That was fucking unbelievable. You came so much; it's leaking out while you're still inside me."

Exhausted, I fall to my side with my arm draped over Jenny's torso. My hand reaches up and caresses her nipple as I set one of my legs on top of her. My bride turns to face me and kisses me on the tip of my nose and then my lips.

"I've missed you so much. I never want to be away from you that long again. Never!" I say.

"You won't have to, my love. We are together forever now."

That proclamation brings peace to my soul. Calmness washes over me, and I know everything is right with the world.

"We better get some sleep. We have an early flight tomorrow," I suggest.

"That's a good idea. Let's clean up and get to bed. I am dead tired."

"Do you want me to order something to eat first?"

"No. I'm sure we'll be fine skipping one meal. Right now, sleep is more important."

We clean up our mess and then take a shower. When I wash her back, my hand sneaks around and cups her tits. Jenny leans into me, turns her head, and kisses me.

"Not now...let's just wash up and go to sleep."

Even though I'm disappointed, I know she's right, so I finish washing her back, and we get out to dry off.

After we turn off the lights and climb into bed, my brain won't shut off. I think about the events of the day, not wanting to ever forget it. My thoughts are disturbed when Jenny clears her throat.

"You still awake, Josh?"

"Yep. I keep thinking about our day and how wonderful it was."

"Me too. There's something else I want to ask you, though."

"Sure. What's on your mind?"

"How would you feel if I didn't go back to work? I mean, I will still take care of the farm's finances, and maybe a side job here and there, but not go back to working full-time."

"Would you travel with me on my business trips?"

"If you'd like, I would love that."

I smile from the inside out. I'm so excited I can hardly contain myself. If the lights were on, Jenny would be snickering at me. Pulling her close to me, I give her a deep kiss and say, "I would. Somehow, you always find a way to make my dreams come true."

"Your dreams? You wanted me to stop working and travel with you?"

"Yes. Ever since the first time I had to go on a trip without you. I didn't want to ask you to give up your career because I know how much it means to you."