Campus Corner (Open)

[CarnivalBarker]

I make love to you long and slow for what seems like forever, my lips covering your nipples when they aren't kissing your lips. I move quickly into a firm, steady, and deep pace, filling you over and over until I unload another river of seed into you. I can't get enough of you, and we both know it.

 

[celestialdragon]

I moan loudly as you flood me and keep myself wrapped around you.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

We unwrap from each other and I order a bottle of wine from room service. I offer you a towel and wrap one around myself and walk you into the sauna across from the shower in the large bathroom. I sit beside you and pour us each a glass.

"What should we do next, baby?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Relaxing sounds good," I say, sipping my wine.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I laugh a little. "No, I mean.....for us. I mean, are we going to own a bar forever? We're getting married in a week or so, and I'm going to get you pregnant, but," I pause, looking at you.

 

[celestialdragon]

"But what, love?" I ask.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"I think I am going to sell the bar to Don," I tell you.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Baby, the bar's your life," I say, looking at you.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I nod. "Yeah. I know. I don't know what to do."

 

[celestialdragon]

"So why sell it?" I ask.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"I'm just restless, I think. And I think sometimes it's not a good place for me. For us. I mean....you are here pretending to be a hot college girl I met at the bar that lets me fuck her. Hell....you ARE a hot college girl I met at the bar that let me fuck her. And even Riley, you know......" my voice trails off. "I don't know. I guess it's a bad idea. Forget I mentioned it."

 

[celestialdragon]

I kiss you softly. "I understand, baby," I say softly. I won't forget that you mentioned it, but I would pretend to do so.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Are you ready to have a wedding?" I ask, changing the subject.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Yes, I am," I say, kissing you. "Very much so."

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"I have a surprise for you," I smile.

 

[celestialdragon]

"What is it?" I ask eagerly.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

"Well," I begin. "Riley is taking little Mr. Groomsman for a week after the wedding. You and I," I continue, "will be spending two nights in our cabin in Lake Dallas, where we took our first little trip the week we hooked up. Then we're going somewhere for a honeymoon."

 

[celestialdragon]

"Italy, right?" I say smiling. "For a whole week?"

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I grin. "You got it. A week in Rome."

 

[celestialdragon]

I squeal happily and kiss you. "O my Lord, Thank you!!" I say.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

I laugh a bit and squeeze you. "I hope you enjoy it," I smile down on you.

 

[celestialdragon]

"You know I will, baby," I say, smiling happily.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

A week later, I am standing in a vestibule in a historic, ornate home, straightening my thin, black tie while Don holds baby Reece in his baby tux, and my brother and friend Jason sit nearby. Don shakes his head.

"Never thought this would happen," he says.

"What do you mean?"

"You crush hot ass more than anyone I know. Every 18 year old girl wants you to violate her the second she steps on campus. Just never thought this would happen."

"Yeah," I say, butterflies in my stomach, certainty mixed with uncertainty at any moment.

"Lynn's pretty perfect though," Jason says, and Don nods.

"She looks damn good," Don says. "Hottest hostess we've ever had. And she is cool too." I continue to straighten my tie, giving no response, wondering what the girls are up to across the building.

 

[celestialdragon]

I am getting dressed, and I keep looking at myself in the mirror, while Riley and Stacy watch.

"I honestly do look fine?" I say, smoothing out my dress once more.

Riley laughs and Stacy holds my hands away. "Lynn, calm down. Everyone's nervous on their wedding day. You're taking it to the extremes," she said.

Riley wraps her arms around me. "You're going to be absolutely fantastic, honey," she said softly.

I go to smooth my dress again and Stacy bats my hands away. "Stop that right now, Lynn," she said.

"I can't help it! What if. . ."

"Don't do that again, Lynn," Riley groans. "Please don't."

I sigh and look at the mirror again. "I'm just so nervous!" I whisper.

Stacy sits me down and puts on my heels. "I am not carrying you in," she said firmly. "Now get ready to walk in, alright?"

I nod, and the three of us walk across the street.

 

[CarnivalBarker]

Don and I gather up the little man, who looks very distinguished for an infant in a tuxedo. I think for a moment that he is sort of like Johnny Carson, mastering the ceremonies at the Oscars, except he might poop himself.

"Just, uh, put him in the carrier," I say to Don, who does so. "We will sit him on the top stair facing the audience in the row of groomsmen. He should be fine." We walk out, Don carrying the boy, who has two wedding rings in a box tucked into his tiny hand. We walk down the hallway and Don opens the door, where I peer around him. The chapel is filling with people, mostly friends, your mother, and various people from the bar and other respective chapters of our life. I notice there are a lot of girls I met at the bar, some of whom I have slept with.

"Is that Darcy?" I ask Don. "Who invited her?" He shrugs.

"I'm sure she's looking for a groomsman. Or three," Don says. I grimace a little.

"Yeah, okay, so that wasn't the best judgment." I say. Don walks out and places the midget on the top stair and the crowd audibly awes and groans in delight. Don smiles at the crowd and speaks briefly to the organist, who begins playing the groom's entry song, the remaining groomsmen file in and toward the back of the room, where they will meet your entourage. While I walk to the front, next to my boy, I wonder who will be walking with you down the aisle, and I wonder what you will look like. Never happier, I hear the wedding march begin, and the crowd stands at attention as the back doors open. It's time. Time for the rest of my wonderful life.