The Height Of Happiness

“Christ, Serena. You’re just layers of fluff right now!”

Serena shrugged, teasing him as she looked herself over and said, “I don’t have legs anymore. I’m just like a cloud down there now.”

“Let me see if you’re lying!”

Wide-eyed, Serena watched as he threw up the ten layers in front of her before finally calling out to her from under the skirt.

“You lied! You still have beautiful legs, and really nice shoes!”

“Thanks, Teddy. While you’re down there though, can you do me a favor? It is kind of important, and Cassie was supposed to be doing it right now.”

“What is it, my wife?” Serena heard him say from inside her ballgown.

“Can you bustle me?” Serena asked. “There are three little ribbons that you just tie together. The seamstress has them color coordinated.”

Slowly, he worked his way around the skirt, and finished in a short matter of time. Serena waited for him to come back to the surface, but instead he remained under the gown. Much to her surprise, she felt his teeth just barely bite the thickness of her ass, and she squealed in shock as she swatted at him blindly. Her hand did its job, and she heard a thunk as the force of it made him collide with the nearby wall.

“Ow!” He shouted with his voice muffled by the thick crinoline and other fine fabrics. “Remind me never to get adventurous with you.”

As he came out from the mass of skirt, Serena helped him as she replied, “We are boring married people now, Teddy. When we get back from the honeymoon, it’s going to be scheduled s*x from here on out, and only missionary.”

He grinned, and leaning in close to her he told Serena, “Well, I guess I have to make the most of our honeymoon trip then, don’t I?”

She nodded, “It’s a whole week of just us.”

Kissing her again as she felt the heat of bashfulness, Edward whispered in her ear, “What if we leave now? Those people will forget about us. There’s enough booze to make that happen. We’ll send out two strangers in our outfits and head off to the Seychelles Islands this minute.”

“As nice as that sounds,” Serena said in a soft tone. “I spent too much time on this freaking reception not to see it to fruition.”

“But maybe,” Edward went on as he began to kiss her again. “We can just stay in here until the party really gets going. No awkward dances or congratulatory strangers.”

“What strangers did you invite?!”

“Love, I have a lot of cousins I hardly know. They might as well be strangers to us both.”

Serena rolled her eyes as she thought of the long list of people sent to her from Edward’s mother via the United States Postal Service. It included fifty people from her family and her late husband’s extensive family. Only fifteen of them made the cut, and now all fifteen of them were drinking her wine and hopefully gushing over Serena’s attention to detail.

“No matter what you say, we’re still going out there. Or rather, I’ll go alone, and you’ll make me look like a fool.”

He sighed jokingly before replying in exaggerated defeat, “I guess I will go to our wedding reception then.”

Smiling from ear to ear, Serena offered, “But you can give me one good kiss before we go back into the fray, alright?”

Just as quickly as she finished her sentence, Teddy found her in the near darkness of the room. Their lips met again for one long wonderful moment before they heard people asking for them just outside the door.

“We have to go,” Teddy groaned as he pulled away and unlocked the door.

When the coast was clear of people getting too much of the wrong idea, they stepped back out into the hall and made a turn to the main area where the photographer, the coordinator, and Cassie stood.

“We’ve been looking for you both!” Cassie complained. “I have to bustle you!”

Serena calmed her friend’s panic with the reply, “It’s okay. I got Edward to do it for me.”

“Where did you even go?” Cassie asked.

“I had to use the bathroom,” Serena quickly lied, knowing she wanted that moment to stay just between them for the fun of it. “My husband was kind enough to help me.”

“Aww,” the photographer gushed. “You have such a good man, Serena.”

Looking at her husband, Serena took his hand as they positioned themselves to head to the party as she agreed with, “I think so too.”

The end.