A Bride for Halloween (7 page)

Michelle came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I could see the tears streaming down her cheek.

Next, Allisan came over and gave me a hug. She wished me best of luck in our marriage.

As Michelle, Allisan, and Amy were congratulating Jenny, Miranda came up to me, gave me a hug, and then kissed me on the lips. Her tongue slid deliciously into my mouth as she executed her trademark kiss du jour.

"Not just anyone gets that" she whispered. "The kiss du jour is only for my true friends. You are a very special lady, Heidi."

I blushed and thanked her.

Amy congratulated me and had Jenny and I fill out the marriage license. The name "M H Berry" was in spot for the bride. That was me - Michael Harold Berry. Or perhaps M. Heidi Berry. I signed "M H Berry" to be safe, and Jenny signed hers "J C Campbell". If the marriage license would have had the names Jonathon and Heidi on it, I would have been sure that it wasn’t a legal document. With our initials, I really wasn’t sure. Jenny was definitely "J C Campbell" and I was truly "M H Berry", and we had been married by a justice of the peace. As far as I could figure out, we really were married - although I wasn’t completely sure if I needed to change my name to Heidi Campbell or not.

At this point, I had had enough excitement for several lifetimes. And I really needed to pee. I had managed to keep from peeing my panties when I realized that I was really going to be married, but now I really needed to go.

Michelle volunteered to help me out. We went into the bathroom. Michelle unbuttoned my sleeves and back and unzipped me. She helped me loosen the crinoline, and I stepped out of the dress. I lowered my panties and sat down to pee.

"That’s a beautiful corset" Michelle commented. "Is it tight?"

"It was pretty hard to breathe at first" I said "but I’ve adjusted to it, and it’s not too bad now."

I finished peeing, and started to pull my panties up.

"No, stop" my sister exclaimed. She pulled my panties down a took a closer look at my female anatomy.

"Oh my God" she said. "You actually have a vagina. You are so sweet to do all this for Jenny. Is it ... can you, well you know."

"What?"

"Can a man stick his penis up in there?"

"Jenny said that penetration was possible, but I’m really not interested in finding out."

"Why not?" she asked. "You only live life once."

"In case you haven’t noticed, my dear sister, I am a man. I have no desire for another man to stick his penis into my vagina!"

"You don’t look like a man" she replied. "After all, we’re discussing your vagina. It’s really a shame that such a fine pussy will go to waste, though."

I rolled my eyes, and Michelle gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Now that the sideshow was over, I pulled my pink panties back up. Michelle helped me back into the crinoline, I stepped back into the gown, and she zipped me in and buttoned it closed. Michelle and I exited the ladies room, and we met up with the rest of the group near the front door. Michelle and Miranda had to head back to the dorms to get ready for a Halloween party. Apparently, they weren’t going to go as bridesmaids.

Jenny and I thanked Amy, and we left.

Once again, we were in Jenny’s car, headed to the party.

"I’m sorry I had to lie to you" Jenny said. "I thought that it would be a wonderful surprise."

"Oh, it was" I said, as I leaned over and kissed here. "I wouldn’t have had it any other way."

We turned back onto the main road, and I thought back over the past couple of months. I reminisced about all the wonderful times I had experienced, and I drifted off into a pleasant daydream, dreaming of the future that lay in front of me, Mrs. Heidi Campbell.

"Earth to Heidi" Jenny said as she shook me gently. "I hope I haven’t bored you to sleep."

"No, no, of course not, I replied." Nothing could be further from the truth. My whole body buzzed with a very special feeling. I was a lovely virgin bride, and I was loved. What more could any girl want?

We had arrived at our destination. Costumed guests were climbing out of other cars. Jenny came over to my side and opened to door. She gently eased me out of the car on onto the ground.

I struggled a bit as we walked up to the building. The parking lot was uneven and slanted uphill. For a woman who had just been introduced to heels a few short weeks ago, making my way uphill in the four inch heels was quite a test. I eventually passed the test, and we reached the door. Jenny pulled out two tickets, and we were motioned in.

As we walked into the main ballroom, I could overhear the two ticket takers chattering with each other.

"Whoa. I’d really like to get inside her pants" I heard one of them say.

"Brides don’t wear pants, dude" the other replied.

"OK, then I’d like to get inside her panties. I’ve got a spicy little sausage that would fill her up right."

I blushed in embarassment at having been the target of such comments. I turned away from Jenny for a minute. I hope that she hadn’t heard the comments, and hadn’t seen me blush in response.

The ballroom was filled with partygoers. There were costumes of every shape and size. There were football players, cheerleaders, cowboys, and superheroes. In one corner, I could see a red M&M making out with a green M&M.

The dancing had begun, and we made our way to the dance floor. I put my hands around Jenny’s neck, she put her arms around my waist, and we began to dance. Jenny was a good dancer, and she appeared to have some experience leading. We flitted around the dance floor like Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers.

Everyone was in good spirits, and couples were trading partners freely. There was another bridal couple on the dance floor, and the other groom cut in on Jenny and I danced with him and Jenny cut the rug with his bride. He was taller than Jenny, and in my heels, I stood eye to eye with him.

It felt strangely erotic dancing with another man. I wondered if he knew I was a man, and I wondered if he cared.

Jenny cut away from her new bride and asked if she could cut in. My new groom relented and allowed Jenny to cut. Jenny cut in, but began dancing not with me, but with the other groom.

The other bride came over to me and asked me to dance. As I watched Jenny dancing with the somewhat reluctant groom, I took the other bride’s hand and we began to dance.

The two of us took a considerable amount of room on the dance floor, with our trains trailing behind us. Other dancers formed circle around us, allowing us room to dance. I could feel her dress against mine as we danced cheek to cheek. The feeling of satin against satin felt wonderful, and the feel of her cheek against mine felt just as good. I could feel a strong bond between us, the special feeling of two brides celebrating their wedding day.

Anna’s groom wanted to rejoin her again, but our circle of friends was enjoying the slow, sweet dance of two brides getting to know each other a bit better. They close the circle, and gently eased him toward a corner of the room. He found solace, and a dancing partner, in the green M&M.

Anna giggled with delight. "I’d rather dance with you, anyway, Heidi" she exclaimed. "You’re such a sweet girl and you feel so wonderful."

I blushed, kissed Anna gently on the cheek, and told her how beautiful she was. We came to the end of the song, and we both knew that it was time to part. We hugged in the middle of the dance floor, and it was hard to let go.

As wonderful as it had felt to dance with Anna, I knew that my true love was still Jenny. She had been switching partners after every song. She appeared to be having a great time, and her dance partner wore smiles on their faces long after they parted ways.

I rejoined my groom, and we once again graced the dance floor. I felt the butterflies return to my stomach once again, and at the moment, I knew that I would spend the rest of my life with this woman.

The party wound down, and the partygoers began to leave. In the end, we didn’t win the prize for best costumes. I can’t even recall who won. As they announced the winners, Jenny kissed me and told me that I was the true belle of the ball. I blushed with delight and held her close.

There were only a few couples left when we finally made our exit. Anna saw us leaving and came over to give me a hug.

"You’ve got a wonderful lady" she told Jenny as she gave her a quick hug. "Treat her right."

"I will" Jenny replied. "I’ll treat her like a queen."

We had only been driving for a few miles when Jenny pulled into a hotel.

"It’s late" she said. "Let’s stop here for the night."

I was tired anyway, so I agreed. Jenny checked at the front desk and came back to the car. She helped me out and carried me across the threshhold.

Jenny unbuttoned my sleeves. Then she deliberately unfastened each button along my back, starting at the top and working ever so slowly to the bottom. She unfastened the tiny hook at the top of the dress and inched the zipper downward, teasingly slow. My pulse raced as Jenny worked to unwrap her virgin bride.

When the zipper finally reached the bottom, I slowly stepped out of the gown. I heaved an enormous sigh. This had been the most special day of my life, and it was coming to an end.

Jenny loosend my crinoline and took off my shoes. She slowly loosened the binds of my corset. She unfastened the garter straps and took off my stockings. Then she lowered my panties, and I stood in front of her, naked.

I returned the favor, and helped Jenny out of her tuxedo. We walked across the honeymoon suite and lowered ourselves in a pink, heart-shaped pool. We kissed and caressed each other’s bodies as tuned out the rest of the world.

The warm water of the pool was very soothing, and made me feel sleepy. Jenny helped me out of the pool and we dried off. Jenny reached into the small bag she had brough from the car and pulled out a white teddy - the one she had bought for me at the bridal store. I stepped into the teddy, and Jenny reached down and fastened the bottom with snaps.

Jenny had an identical teddy for herself. I helped her into her teddy, and we retired to our bed. We fell asleep embracing each other.

"Wake up, sleepyhead" Jenny called to me the next morning.

"Come on, we’re newlyweds" I responded. "Can’t we sleep in a little bit longer?"

"We need to get started on our honeymoon" Jenny responded with a smile.

I wondered what Jenny had up her sleeve. A trip to a nice spa would be nice. I was tired, but I forced myself to get out of bed and face the day. I was certain that Jenny had something wonderful planned for us.

Jenny had clothes laid out for me when I finished my shower. It was the burgundy dress that showed off my cleavage. I slipped into matching burgundy panties and a demi bra. The dress felt wonderful as I slipped into it. I pulled pantyhose and some matching pumps. Jenny helped me with my makeup, adding lavender lipstick as the crowning touch. We cleared our belongings out of the room and Jenny left the key cards on the counter. We were taking advantage of "express checkout" she explained. We jumped into her car and headed toward our next big adventure.

Instead of heading back toward campus, it appeared that Jenny was heading into the heart of the city. Jenny turned at the exit for the airport, and I finally realized that she actually intended to take me on a real honeymoon - to a place far away.

"Um, Jenny? Where are we going?"

"To the airport, of course."

"I mean after the airport."

"I can’t tell you. It’s a surprise. I guarantee that you’ll love it. We have a whole week for term break, and we’re going to have a wonderful time."