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 Chapter 22

   As we were making our way home, I had a thought.  "Jordan, dear, do you
think there would be anything that you might ask Rachel to do for the
wedding?" I asked.  "If I'm reading things correctly from your mom's
comments, I suspect Rachel would be delighted to be asked to do something.
Maybe talk that idea over with your mom" Jordan looked at me with a smile
then without saying anything, reached over and squeezed my arm.

   Once we were finally home and unpacked, Jordan headed into the living
room and I soon heard her on the phone to her mom.  I went into my office
to see if there was anything urgent that I needed to deal with and as I was
finishing my e-mails, Jordan came in.

   "I talked to Mom and she thought that your idea was wonderful.  We
talked about what we might have Rachel do and decided that we'd ask her if
she'd like to make the centerpieces for the tables for the reception." She
seemed as if she was almost ready to cry so I pulled her to me and sat her
on my lap.  "Brian, what did I do to deserve such a thoughtful guy?" she
asked but before I could answer my mouth was covered by hers.

   It seemed like forever before she stopped kissing me - 'course I'm not
complaining.  I didn't say anything, just smiled and hugged her.  Finally,
she told me she was going to have a bath and get ready for bed.  Once she
was finished, I followed suit and soon joined Jordan in our bed.  Tonight
was a night for just cuddling and kissing and soon we were both asleep.

   Things moved ahead at what seemed like too fast a pace and suddenly
there it was - one month to go 'till our wedding.  Over the past few years,
I'd become quite friendly with the principal of Jordan's school.  I called
and made an appointment to talk to her about the wedding and give her a
heads-up in case there was going to be anything printed for graduation that
would have Jordan's name on it.  Jordan had already told me in no uncertain
terms that once the 'I do's were said, she was going to be 'Jordan Moore'.

   The principal was happy to see me and even happier when I told her about
the wedding.  Good thing I'd called as she was just about to have the
program for the ceremony sent out to the printer.  She assured me she'd
make sure the change was made.  As I was about to leave, she called the
lady who did the office admin work over and passed the news on to her.  I
asked them both to not say anything and let Jordan spread the news in her
own time and they both agreed.

   I'd asked Jordan if she wanted to meet her dad and Rachel before the
wedding and she thought that would be a good idea.  The trip would only be
about an hour and a half each way so we could leave in the morning, have
lunch and supper with them then come back home.  Jordan talked to her dad
on the phone and we arranged a Saturday to go to see them.

   The trip to Jordan's dad was very nice.  The sky was clear and sunny and
the temperatures weren't too hot so we could really enjoy ourselves. 
Rachel was wonderful and we'd only been there for a couple of minutes when
we felt like we'd known her for years.  Jordan told her dad that we'd like
them to come to our wedding and both her dad and Rachel hugged her and told
her they most certainly would be there.  Rachel almost cried when Jordan
asked her if she'd make the centerpieces for the reception.  Jordan's dad
was smiling and I could see he was almost ready to cry as well.

   We had a wonderful time with Rachel and Frank and I could see Jordan
relaxing some.  I guess she was nervous about what had transpired when her
parents broke up.  We were on our way home when she confirmed this to me.
"I was so afraid that Dad wouldn't want to come to the wedding or that
Rachel wouldn't like me or..."

   I reached over and squeezed her hand.  "Sweetie, your dad was bowled
over by you asking Rachel to help with the wedding.  You may not have
noticed, but he almost cried he was so happy.  You made a fantastic
impression on both of them and they'll be looking at you proudly on our
wedding day.  Jordan looked at me, smiled and squeezed my hand back.

   *****

   The wait is finally over.  Today Jordan and I will officially become
husband and wife.  Of course privately, we've been living as husband and
wife for several years.  Officially, I've been Jordan's guardian then once
she became eighteen, I guess I was her landlord since she was 'boarding'
with me.  I'd be a fool to think that others haven't put 2 and 2 together
and figured out that we've been having more than a platonic relationship
for quite a while.

   I'd asked Jordan if she wanted me to stay in a motel last night since it
is supposedly bad luck for the groom to see his bride on their wedding day
prior to the ceremony.  Jordan's answer was an emphatic 'NO!'.  As it
turned out, Jordan woke up horny this morning and we had a wonderful romp
in our bed.  So much for superstition.

   Since neither of us were religious individuals, it seemed to be
hypocritical to have the wedding in a church so we rented a small hall and
had a Justice of the Peace do the official part of the ceremony.  We'd
discussed having the wedding in a park but decided that since we couldn't
predict what the weather would be like, we'd better stick to indoors.

   Jordan's parents together with their new partners, an old friend of
mine, Marvin, who was my best man, my ex-wife and her new husband and three
friends of Jordan's were the guests.  One of Jordan's friends, Beth, was
her maid of honor.  The ceremony was fairly short and as soon as it was
over, the caterer's took over and served our refreshments.  Other than the
cake, everything was finger foods.  After the obligatory photos, Jordan and
I were on our way back to our home - this time officially as husband and
wife.

   "Sure is too bad our guests are coming over.  If they weren't, I'd be
ripping those clothes off of you and raping you right here in the living
room.  I'm sooo horny - guess it wasn't a good idea to put the Ben-Wa balls
in, was it?" she said with a giggle as we were driving.

   I laughed.  "Well, wife of mine, I hope you can restrain yourself for an
hour or so until our guests leave" I told her with a big grin on my face.

   Finally, our guests left and the door had only just closed on the last
of them when Jordan grabbed me and started pulling my clothes off.  "C'mon,
get naked!  I need you to fuck me and fuck me hard NOW!" I reached down and
picked Jordan up, slinging her over my shoulders like a sack of wheat then
headed for the bedroom.  As soon as I stood her upright, I saw Jordan
almost rip her clothes off.  Once she was naked, she reached down and
pulled the Ben-Wa balls from inside her pussy.

   While Jordan was busy, I'd wasted no time and was almost naked when she
turned to me.  'Guess that's the end of those shorts,' I thought as Jordan
reached for them and tore them in her haste to get them off.  "Hurry,
Hurry," she was telling me as she pulled me towards our bed.

   Quick as a wink she was on her back with her legs opened wide and pulled
up to put her pussy in a perfect position for me to put my cock into it.  I
needed no further invitation, but just in case I hadn't got the message,
Jordan was forcefully telling me what she wanted.  "Put that cock of yours
in HERE!  And do it NOW!" she said pulling me by my cock towards her pussy.

   Our love making was fast and hard and it took Jordan no time to cum.  I
was still a ways away and kept pumping.  Suddenly, I realized that Jordan
was going to cum again!  "Yes, OHH YES!" she yelled as I dumped my load of
cum into her pussy.  Suddenly I discovered it was hard to breathe - Jordan
had grabbed my head and pulled it down to kiss me, and kiss me she did.