This story is a tribute to PacullaAnnia's brilliant parody story, "The Perfect Loving Wives Tale." To borrow PA's words verbatim, this story "...is in response to the true comments of certain critics, as well as being based on the high ratings certain stories get in the 'Loving Wives' category, but any resemblance to real people, alive or dead, is purely embarrassing to those people."
When you're nineteen and horny, sometimes you do things that later seem crazy. Such was the case with me during my second semester as a college sophomore. Fortunately, it all turned out well in the end. Actually, I don't know who had the better time, me or the groom. What's even crazier is I was paid for doing something I would've gladly done for free!
When my dad needed to reward some of his employees and money just wasn't enough, he needed something special. What could be better than the boss's daughter!
After a lot of debate I finally let Beth talk me into another one, my first of the summer. Well, it turned out better than I dared hope. I got to participate in the initiation and even convinced a newlywed to commit adultery. Yeah, I had a good time!
I chose a religious university based on its personal learning atmosphere and impressive academic credentials. Although frustrated at times with the strict rules I'm sure in the future I won't regret my choice. In comparison, my cousin Kristen chose hers based on being close to home and having a good time; apparently a degree was an afterthought. When I was home on break I got to experience dorm party life at my cousin's university which was just a tad bit different from mine.
I've done a couple of bachelor parties, both involving rather large groups of men. I was about to learn not all bachelor parties require a dozen horny guys dying to fuck me. Indeed, when you come down to it, all that's really needed is the groom!
It was supposed to be just another typical brief office Christmas party where lunch is catered, a few gifts handed out, Christmas music plays, and maybe an appearance by Santa. You never know who you're going to meet at such gatherings - or what you'll do with them.