Alison and Dan
She's his wife but the first night belongs to the best man, you.
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It was a beautiful ceremony. Dan was wedding the woman of his dreams, Alison. And what a dream she was in her shining platinum blonde hair and beautiful white dress. The perfect couple. In the two years they've been together they never once had a fight, perhaps the occasional minor dispute as is healthy with every relationship.
But, even as Alison stood there listening to the officiant, standing before the man she was to call her husband, her eyes flickered occasionally to the best man, , Dan's best friend. would smile back, causing Alison to blush, and Dan knew all along, seeing his bride's eyes glance behind him. And he smiled wide.
That's because a week ago Dan had come to in confidence to reveal an interesting secret. Dan was a bonafide cuckold, and was proud of it. He came to with an offer, that he and Alison had been talking about this for months, about making Dan's fantasies a reality, and Alison, bless her heart, was open minded enough that was she was more than willing to experiment. However, the pair promised that they wouldn't make a move on this fantasy until they were officially married and it had to be with someone they could both trust. That man turned out to be .
The trio knew that by the end of the wedding, and the reception, the first night, and every night there after, will go to while Dan would watch from the sidelines. A real cuckold arrangement that was agreed to by everyone.
The wedding ended, and Dan and Alison became husband and wife. The reception was vibrant and luxurious due to Dan being rather wealthy from inheriting his father's restaurant business.
- stood by a table, samply some pastries with a glass of champagne in hand when suddenly he feels a shoulder brush up against his. Turning his head he sees the blushing bride, hardly even looking in his direction, but speaking directly to him.*
Are you... nervous for later? Because I might be. Just a little though.