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The Wedding


Ispent that evening, the night before the wedding, at home while Jacqui stayed at her parents’ house. Liu stayed with me - he was my best man, of course - and did his best to stop me from getting too drunk, reminding me that no one wants a hangover on their wedding day.

When the big morning arrived, we got to the church early and I realised that Eddie would probably be with Jacqui right now, taking the traditional pictures of her at home, with her parents, getting ready with the bridesmaids, having their hair and makeup done and I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d say anything to her about my impromptu visit to the studio and the exchange we’d had. Would she be angry with me?

When the bridal party arrived at the church, Jacqui seemed calm and composed and not upset at all, so I was confident that Eddie hadn’t said anything. That was good. I made a mental note to thank him afterwards, as long as he kept it professional all day. However, it turned out that I didn’t have to worry about it, because the man taking the photos of us as we walked out of the church hand-in-hand wasn’t Eddie.

Liu seemed confused and went away to make a phone call. When he returned, he told me that Eddie had decided I was right; it was inappropriate, so he’d sent one of his photographer friends instead.

“As long as he does a good job, that’s okay,” I replied to Liu and he reassured me that Eddie wouldn’t recommend anyone who wasn’t good.

The ceremony went perfectly to plan. Jacqui looked beautiful and our first kiss as man and wife felt amazing. I was so incredibly happy and proud to be Jacqui’s husband, even if she’d had another man’s dick between those eloquently painted lips just two days before.

The new photographer completed the shoot with a series of large, wide-angle group shots but when he’d finished, I saw Eddie arrive and Liu quickly told me that he’d probably just come along to make sure everything had gone well.

When I saw him approach Jacqui to say ‘hi’, I could sense a chemistry between them. They shared a few looks that seemed to be more than just customary glances. I did my best to ignore it and instead focused on my wife, family and friends to make sure everyone was enjoying the day as much as possible.

Before Eddie left, only a few minutes after he’d first turned up, he made the time to come over to me and wish me good luck. “Congratulations,” he said, shaking my hand and then kissing Jacqui on the cheek as she followed him across the room. “I hope you enjoy the rest of your day.”

“Thank you,” I said. “It’s been fun. Will you be in touch when the photos are done?”

“I will. Give me a couple of weeks, after your honeymoon, and they should be ready.” He glanced at me and then Jacqui. “By the way, I just wanted to say ‘sorry’, again, for what happened. I can tell by looking at you together that you guys were meant for each other, so please, don’t let anything get between you, okay? Least all of me.”

Jacqui’s cheeks burst into flame, her whole face glowing bright red but she took it in her stride, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders. “It’s fine. It really is. We’re past it already, aren’t we?”

I had no idea what to say so I just smiled and nodded.

“Great,” Eddie beamed at us. “I’ll speak to you in a couple of weeks. Have a great honeymoon.”

“He told me you went to see him,” Jacqui said quietly. “I wasn’t going to say anything but I guess we should talk about it.”

“Are you angry with me?” I asked, looking around to make sure none of the partying guests were listening.

“No,” Jacqui shook her head again, making her beautifully styled gold ringlets bounce on her bare shoulders. “I get it. I’d probably have done the same thing in your position. As long as you got from it what you needed, it’s fine with me.”

“I just needed to say some things to him,” I shrugged. “It was Liu’s idea. I guess it worked.”

“I hope so.” Jacqui gazed deeply into my eyes. “I love you, Karl. More than you could ever know.”

“I love you too,” I smiled, my heart feeling like it might burst. Today had gone well, after all.

“Awww, listen to the two love birds.”

The voice belonged to Emily, Jacqui’s older sister. She was here with her husband, Paul, her somewhat dour-looking husband.

“Finally married,” he smiled. “It’s about time. Congratulations.”

“Thanks, Paul.” I took his hand and shook it and then turned to his wife who was staring at me for some reason. “Hi, Emily.”

“I would say congratulations if it was anyone apart from my sister you were marrying,” she joked. “I never thought anyone would be able to get her to settle down.”

“You thought wrong,” Jacqui said, taking my hand and squeezing it. There was no love lost between the two sisters sometimes. They’d last argued during Jacqui’s hen night, although I didn’t really know why. I just put it down to sibling rivalry.

They were both blonde and good-looking but where Jacqui was slender and toned, Emily was more fuller-figured and curvy, however, you could tell they were sisters. Facially, they were quite alike apart from Emily’s eyes being blue and Jacqui’s light green.

“The ceremony was beautiful,” Emily went on, “And I have to say, my little sister looked gorgeous. I’m really proud of you.”

“There’s a first time for everything,” Jacqui said with a wry smile and I couldn’t tell if she was being slightly sarcastic or attempting humour.

“Anyway, thank you for coming,” I said before anything could be interpreted in the wrong way and ruin the evening. “But we must go mingle. We’ll have a drink later, yes?”

“Definitely,” replied Paul with a wink. He knew what I was doing. “We’ll find you in a while.”

The rest of our wedding night was wonderful. Jacqui and I did share a friendly drink with Paul and Emily, without any arguments - right before we left - early, to enjoy the wedding suite at the hotel which we’d booked. We fucked that night in a four-poster bed, and while the image of my wife sucking Eddie’s dick hadn’t totally erased itself from my brain just yet, I managed to push it to one side enough to enjoy our first marital coupling.

Our honeymoon in Hawaii was blissful. We were blessed with gorgeous weather and we made love every single night, sometimes more than once and one night we even fucked under clear star-lit skies on our balcony - the most risque sex we’d had in a long, long time.

Everything was perfect. Jacqui’s moment of madness with Eddie was a distant memory, a mistake that we’d barely even talked about because it wasn’t important anymore. What was important was us and the future we were going to make together. We were happy.

Then we returned home and everything changed.


* * *


It all started when Eddie called, the day after we’d returned home, to inform us that the wedding boudoir shots were ready, along with the wedding album itself.

Jacqui was super-excited to collect it and so was I, but as we drove over to the studio, a thought crossed my mind; a question which I didn’t want to think about but once I did, I had to know the answer.

“You know when you… did that thing,” I said awkwardly as we stepped out of the car outside Eddie’s studio. “With Eddie… The-”

“The blowjob,” Jacqui said with a sigh, turning to look at me. “Please, let’s not go over this again, Karl.”

“I don’t want to go over it,” I replied quickly. “A thought popped into my head. He didn’t… take any photos of you… sucking his-”

“No, he didn’t,” Jacqui replied in a reassuring tone, then creased her forehead in thought. “Well, I hope he didn’t. I mean, he put the camera down first and I don’t remember him picking it up although he did do something with it. I think he said he was making sure it was switched off. It was on the side though, so… no. I’m sure I’d know if he’d taken any photos of me. Why don’t you ask him?”

“I’m not going to ask him,” I responded quietly as we walked through the door to be greeted by Leanne again, sitting behind the reception desk.

“Eddie said you were coming,” she smiled. “I’ll let him know you’re here.”

We took a seat for a few minutes until the handsome grey-haired photographer emerged from the door behind Leanne. “Hey,” he grinned. “Good to see you. Come through.”

He led us down the familiar corridor and this time I took the time to examine the photographs on the wall. Some of them were just portraits but others featured naked models, both male and female. I found the one which I’d suspected to be Leanne and had a closer look as we walked past. It was definitely her. Lithe and petite, with smallish pert breasts and a totally shaved pussy. It made me feel a little better, knowing that I’d seen Eddie’s wife naked, just as he’d seen mine.

“Quit staring at the naked women,” Jacqui said under her breath, looping her arm into mine and dragging me away from the photo and into the room where Eddie was sitting down, waiting for us.

“Sit down. Do you guys want a drink? Coffee?”

“No, I’m fine,” I replied. “We’re just here to collect the photos.”

“I wanted to show them to you,” Eddie explained. “And to make sure you’re happy with them. They’ve come out really well in my opinion.”

He presented us with the wedding album, a large, beautifully bound tome which Jacqui immediately opened and began flicking through the pages.

“Oh, wow. Look at this!” she said, flipping the photos over excitedly. “Oh, it’s gorgeous. I love it. Thanks, Eddie.”

“And here’s the boudoir shoot,” Eddie nodded, handing her a USB stick and then passing me an iPad, which I noticed had all the thumbnails on the screen. “There’s some really sexy shots. You’re going to love going through these later, I think. You should totally look at them as a couple in bed later.”

I wanted to tap on the thumbnails right now but at the same time, I didn’t. It’d feel weird, looking at naked shots of my wife with both her and the man who’d taken the pictures present. I felt awkward but Jacqui put down the album, took the iPad from me and began to click through the pictures anyway.

I stared at her, wondering how she had no shame but figured that she knew Eddie had already seen her naked. What did it matter now if he was seeing her again?

However, as we moved from the semi-naked to the first few fully naked shots, I put my hand on Jacqui’s. “We should go. I’ve got stuff to do.”

I didn’t have ‘stuff to do’ but a weird feeling had grown in my stomach as we looked at the pictures of my wife, laying completely naked in various poses on a leather couch. One photo, near the end of the collection, made me realise that just moments after it was taken, she’d pulled out Eddie’s hard cock and put it in her mouth. That realization hit me hard and I felt myself tensing up. Not just out of discomfort, but also - for some weird reason - arousal.

“What ‘stuff’ do you have to do?” Jacqui asked, her pale green eyes searching mine. I didn’t reply but a look of comprehension washed across her face as she realised I felt uncomfortable. Perhaps she’d forgotten that she’d given the man sat across from us a blowjob two weeks ago, but whatever it was, she sensed I wanted to leave and she smiled at me in recognition. “Yes, you’re right. I guess we should go.”

“Well, I hope you guys enjoy the photos and the album,” Eddie said as he stood up and shook my hand and then gave Jacqui a kiss on the cheek, as he’d done after our wedding. “And please, if you ever want any photos done in future - of your kids maybe,” he grinned at my wife, “Or any others, let me know. I’d love to shoot you again. You’ve got an incredible body.”

“Do you really think so?” Jacqui said, looking down and smoothing out the black dress she was wearing.

“Definitely. You can model for me anytime if you want to earn some money.”

That was enough. I took my wife’s hand and led her out and into the car.

“You can model for me any time, if you want to earn some money,” I impersonated him in as sleazy a voice as I could manage. “Urgh. He wants to photograph you so he can leer at your body and get you to suck his cock again. That’s why.”

Jacqui’s green eyes turned cold as she looked at me. “So you don’t think it’s because he might think I’m model material?”

“I never said that,” I responded, aware that I’d lost my temper slightly. “The guy just gives me the creeps. That’s all.”

Jacqui didn’t say anything to that. She’d driven here today, so she regarded me for a moment, then put the car in gear and pulled away from the house.

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