Chapter 1

"You and a guest are cordially invited and encouraged to help celebrate the joining of Alan Thomas Stewart and Elizabeth Anne Cater into the heavenly bonds of matrimony. Casual attire is recommended. Gifts need not be purchased. This one's on us. See you May 14th at the estate of Mr. And Mrs. Mathew Stewart. Why I swear when I first read this here invitation three months ago to Mark he almost keeled over from laughing so hard. And yet here I am inside this big fancy house with all of these butlers and maids serving us and we don't even have to get dressed formal or a pay a dime. I just wish Mark would have gotten off his fat lazy ass and saw for himself how one half of the Carter girls finally made it. I'll tell you what sugar your soon to be father in law sure is something else. Let's hope the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree." Sandra paused a few moments and after not receiving a response she nudged her sister Beth and continued. " As usual my little sister has head up in the clouds. Come on sis snap out of it. With my three extra years I have a little more experience in this world and I think it's time to give you a little sisterly advice. In exactly twenty minutes you're going to become Mrs. Alan Stewart. If you do not start paying attention somebody, hopefully me, might come and steal that gorgeous hunk of a man right out from under you."

As Sandra kept on rambling about respecting your man and other Biblical nonsense Beth was looking into the bedroom mirror, studying her magnificent figure which was entrapped in her wedding dress. The color of the dress was starting to bother the girl for it was pure white but rather a soft textured Ivory. How she wished she could walk down the aisle, in front of what seemed to be the entire population of Alberta Springs California, wearing the traditional white but she knew that she would be fooling no one. Almost everyone present, through mostly firsthand experience, was aware of this bride's sexual history. Perhaps none more then her sister. But it didn't really matter to Beth what they knew of the girls past escapades. It was all in the past and everyone had been in agreement that she had been well behaved during the yearlong courtship with Alan. Not that she didn't still frolic under the sheets with countless men. She simply stopped going public with her affairs.

Staring at her slightly overweight sister in the mirror Beth thinks back to her teenaged adventures. The two girls still bragged to each other about their many conquests. It all began when Sandra was a sophomore in high school while Beth was still in middle school. Thanks to a liberal dad i.e. drunk white trailer trash and a mostly out of town mother i.e. in and out of prison Sandra always had the school boys hang all over her and she gave it away on a daily basis within earshot and sometimes within sight of her impressionable younger sibling. It was a natural progression, Beth decided, for the blossoming girl to take her rightful place along Sandra and become together the legendary Carter sluts.

First it was Sandra's senior boyfriends then they graduated to the local college boys and subsequently to their father's friends and neighbors. By the time Beth herself had become a senior she had managed to surpass Sandra. But since she had graduated she decided it was time to stop giving it away for free. Oh sure she would still indulge as often as possible, in her favorite food-cock-but she would no longer give it away all of the time. For the most part only her husband to be would be the man to satisfy her lustful needs. He was the ultimate prize. She didn't fool herself into thinking it was going to be based on that timeless fantasy (love). No the attraction she felt for the twenty one year old bachelor was the usual lust she had for man in general as well as the knowledge that Alan was going to inherit a substantial amount of money and power. These three things were the perfect ingredients to satisfy the appetite.

"Oh I am sorry sis. I was just thinking to myself about Alan and about how lucky I am. Who would have thought that I'd find mister right in of all places Alberta Springs? Sandy I know it is hard to believe but I do think that Alan will be the man to settle down with." Beth said glowingly.

"Beth who do you think you are fooling? There's not a man out there who could settle you down. Tie you down maybe but that wouldn't count because you'd enjoy that too much." The girls laugh as Sandra tries to continue. " Just a word of advice though. Do not ever get caught with one of your stud muffins. It's not like when dad used to catch one of us in the pool fucking one of his friends. I don't think that your husband would be the type of guy to just smile and slowly walk away with an enormous bulge in his pants."

"Sandra you are terrible. Dad never got turned on watching us. Did he?"

"Oh you know darn well he did Beth. And I know darn well you got off knowing daddy was watching you get plowed by some Italian stud. What was his name Rico?"

"Like I can remember every guy that I have fucked. I'd be here all day." Beth giggled.

"Well we can't have that now can we? Come on sis let's go get you married. I love you more then anyone and I won't let anything ever happen to you." Sandra says to her sister, somewhat emotionally. " Yes I do realize this and I love you to Sandy." The sisters embrace.

"What's going on in here my soon to be daughter? You're not cheating on my son already?" Mathew speaks as he walks into the bedroom.

"Please Mister Stewart, with all due respect, accusing my saintly sister of something like that. Why you should be ashamed of yourself." Sandra playfully comes to her sister's defense.

"Oh my dear once you get to know me I suppose I'll be ashamed constantly. Especially if you continue to look as ravishing as you do today."

"Mister Stewart pleases. What about the lovely Mrs. Stewart?"

"Sandra since we are going to be family soon why don't you call me daddy? And as far as the Mrs. Stewart well let's not ruin this joyous occasion by bringing her into this." Mathew replied.

"But the invitation did say the two of you were throwing this shindig." Sandra said, not knowing when to leave good enough alone.

"Public relations my dear. Actually my wife passed on ten years ago and I keep her name on things to foil any fortune huntress. Now why don't you be a good little girl and go gather the rest of the wedding party and tell them we are about to begin." Mathew said softly yet sternly.

"Okay daddy. But Beth will you be safe here alone with this beautiful single man? I mean why go for the side dish when you could go right for the main course?" Sandra teased.

"Goodbye Sandy. I'll be fine. I happen to love both Alan and Mathew but if it's okay with you I think we'll stick with the original plans. Now scoot. Do what daddy says." Trying to get a chance to be alone with Mathew the soon the be wed young girl says to her sister.

Sandra giggles and seductively, knowing fully well that Mathew was looking at her, pushes her generous breasts up to the top of her low cut dress as she closes the door behind her. " I am awfully sorry about your wife. Alan never speaks about his mother. I really wish that she was around today to see her son marry..."

"Glad the bitch is dead. Good fucking ridings. And enough of this crap. We got some things to discuss." The elder Stewart grabs his soon to be daughter in law and kisses her passionately. At first her instincts were to pull him off of her but she gave in and allowed him to make his point by staying were she was and opening her mouth for him. Yes she decided to play along by allowing her fiancés father to penetrate the opening with his hot erect tongue. She was enjoying this cat and mouse game and if Mathew wanted to prove his dominance over her so be it. However she didn't expect the game to start so soon.

Mathew slid his hand up her wedding dress and cupped her soft mound then slowly slipped a finger into his son's wife to be and just as slowly pulled the finger out and inserted into his mouth licking her juices off of it. " Now listen here Beth. You might be about to marry my boy but I get first licks. You just do as I say and you'll get everything your pretty little ass desires. I have several mistresses that occupy most of my evenings but I am sure we can think of something." He arrogantly remarked.

"Yes daddy." Beth said as she takes hold of Mathews still wet finger and licks it long and hard. Not wanting her father in law to think she did not know how to play the game.

"I have arranged for your husband to go out of town tomorrow so the honeymoon will have to wait. He'll be in Japan for over a month. After you spend your wedding night with Alan I want you in my office first thing tomorrow morning. We'll have some business to take care of. Now kiss me again my slut." The strong willed man ordered. Beth lunges back into his arms and does what she is ordered to do. For added affect she takes her hand and grips his cock as she darts her tongue into his waiting mouth.

"One last thing before you go." He pulls out a gold credit card. " Before you head on over to my office take this card and go pick out a new wardrobe. Skirts, thigh high of course, garters, the works. If your going to be working for me you'll have to look the way I like girls like you to look. Oh and do bring the card back. It wouldn't be so good if my son saw my card in your purse now would it?" Beth shrugged in response. " That's a good little slut know when's to keep her mouth shut. Time to walk you down the aisle. On a serious note I am very sorry your father passed away before he had the honor of giving you away. That' something every father looks forward to doing. But I am honored to fill in for him. Are you ready?"

The young bride softly said " yes" and shortly thereafter she became Mrs. Alan Stewart.

The wedding itself was surprisingly uneventful, considering all of the sexual tension. Everyone was pretty much tame during the ceremony. The traditional Catholic service was held outside under the gazebo. The weather was most cooperative and the twelve-piece orchestra played beautifully. The guests dined on fresh lobster flown in that morning from Maine, and drank from a fountain that that had Don Perion flowing constantly. Being that it was Sunday everyone had left before eleven that evening so that they could all try to recover from the party before they made their way to work. After thanking the guests for helping them celebrate the nervous groom and his new bride climbed the stairs and retired for the evening.