Chapter 6

“I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the minister said with a warm smile. “You may now kiss your bride.”

Brent and Darlene stepped into each other’s arms, their movements soft and deliberate. Their kiss was tender yet full of love, a promise sealed before their gathered loved ones. As their lips met, the church erupted into cheers and applause.

Brent’s side of the church was filled with his children, grandchildren, and even great-grandchildren, all beaming with joy. Darlene’s side held her son and other family members, while friends from both their lives were scattered throughout the pews. The air was alive with happiness, the warmth of the moment touching everyone present.

They smiled at each other as the kiss ended, then turned to face everyone, both had a huge smile on their face. Darlene blushed as she held onto Brent’s arm, still holding his hand, as she watched all of their friends and family react so positively to her getting married. They carefully walked down the stairs from the altar as the music played.

“I can’t believe we did it!” Darlene squealed happily once they were in the lobby of the church.

Brent just pulled her close, putting his hands on her waist, and looked deeply into her eyes. “I can. We were meant for each other.”

Darlene melted into his embrace as his words sank into her mind. Yes, their courtship had been quick, and passionate, but it had been honest and loving. When Brent asked her to marry him, she actually argued about it, telling him that it was too soon to get married, that they hardly knew each other, what would their friends and family think? Would their families even accept her?

All Brent could say was, “I don’t care what anyone else thinks. I love you, I want you to be my wife and partner and hopefully, the mother to my children.”

She had given in and now here they were, husband and wife and she couldn’t be happier.

As the attendees left the sanctuary, they greeted them all warmly, directing them to the fellowship hall downstairs for the reception. Once everyone was greeted and hugged, the happy couple went back in for their couple’s photos from their photographer.

“Ladies and Gentlemen! May I introduce the happy couple, Brent and Darlene Jackson!” the DJ said, as Brent and Darlene entered the fellowship hall for the party and dancing. Their friends and family again all stood and cheered for them as they entered hand in hand, smiles plastered on their faces.

Brent and Darlene moved to the cake table and cut a piece of cake, fed each other, and smiled as they tapped each other’s noses with frosting covered fingers much to the enjoyment of the gathered friends and family.

“I love you honey.” Brent said, which Darlene repeated back to him.

Brent wiped Darlene’s nose with a napkin, then leaned in and gave her a kiss. She took the napkin from him and the tip of his nose as well, also giving him a kiss.

While the reception was going on, Darlene started to think about their first dance. She had planned on just doing a simple, normal, dance. But she started to get an idea. What about a strip-tease dance? What would everyone think about her stripping her gown off and dancing in front of everyone? WE, um, what do you think? Should I do it?

Darlene. The WE think that you should do this special dance for your husband as well as for the people attending. If you were to ask the women who are of age if they would like to do the same dance with you, many of them would join you in dancing for their dates, mates or boyfriends.

Darlene smiled, trying not to show her reaction to Brent, while sending out an idea to all of the women in attendance who were of age asking if they would be interested in joining her doing a strip for their men. She assured them all that the routine would be taught and led by her so they wouldn’t have to worry about looking foolish in front of everyone. Darlene had to excuse herself so that she could teach women there what to do via the WE.

Brent noticed that she was talking to everyone, and he watched her carefully as it became obvious that her focus was on her WE and not the reception but since there was cake and food to eat, he left her to whatever she had planned. He trusted her completely, so there was nothing to worry about.

“Ladies and Gentlemen! It is now time for the couple’s first dance.” the DJ said over his public address system.

The crowd moved toward the dance floor, just as Brent and Darlene did. The only difference was that Darlene was pulling a chair behind her and several other women were doing the same thing. Darlene had Brent sit in the chair while the other women had their men sit in their chairs.

Then the music started.

The opening chords of “You Can Leave Your Hat On” drifted through the reception hall, low and deliberate, like a heartbeat that demanded attention. A hush fell over the room as Darlene appeared at the edge of the dance floor, framed by soft, ambient lights. She moved onto the dance floor, along with the other women, as the crowd watched them all move in a synchronized dance toward their men.

Darlene moved to Brent, leaned over and kissed him, then spun away letting her skirt twirl around her legs. She stopped, facing Brent and looked him in the eye, just a few feet away, but out of reach of his hands. She swayed her hips to the music, running her hands down her body moving her hips seductively to the music, making sure that Brent kept his eyes on her.

She spun around to face away from him then reached for the clasp on her skit, and unhooked it, then spun around so that it flew up and out as she let it fall to the floor once its momentum had run out. The other women didn’t have a skirt like that, so they simply spun around and flashed everyone their bare bottoms.