We’ve scrambled around to make a wedding happen in less than three months. She didn’t want to be huge and pregnant when we married, and I wanted her to worry only about her day being special, rather than her waistline, so I agreed to this precipitous arrangement.
As I pull my tux on, I can’t help but smile.
I’m sure she’ll be stunning in her beautiful white dress she chose.
I had her show it to me the moment she bought it, ignoring what customs dictate.
Her shoes, veil and bouquet I left up to her.
I did buy the garter belt though, and insisted she wear it today.
Panties were optional.
I was in a generous mood.