Out of The Box Regifted (29 page)

“So ladies and gentlemen, I now proudly present to you Mr. and Mrs. Tommy Harper!”

Clapping ensues and immediately, Smash starts playing
Rhythm of Love
as the recessional.

Tommy and Emily give us an Oscar worthy kiss and they playfully bow. They playfully dance back down the aisle, while Tommy takes time to stop and shake hands with the guests.

Todd and Kyra are next as he consecutively twirls and dips her, causing her to lose her footing. He is there to help her and playfully pats her behind. She swats him and we all laugh.

Lainey and Brady do their dance and it’s too cute. Brady has her arm in his and is pointing at her belly, looking over at Kellan laughing. I’ve never been to a wedding where the wedding party dances the recession. Everyone is laughing and clapping.

Once they’ve made their way to the back, I see them exchanging partners and dancing together celebrating.

Ash and I make our way to the back, stopping to greet the guests. In the moment, I’ve not had the chance to see everyone and Sarah makes her way over to me.

“Olivia, what a touching ceremony. Geez. I’m still crying. I need a glass of wine girl!”

I spot Smash seductively looking at Sarah, and she flashes her flirty smile at him. “So who’s the hot deejay?”

“His name is Smash. He’s actually one of the sound engineers for the band and does deejay work on the side. He’s pretty cute, huh?”

“Uh, cute no,
hot
? Yeah. How old is he anyway?”

“I’d say late twenties, early thirties. Why, are you interested? I’ll introduce you. Come on.” I take her hand and lead her over towards Smash.

“Smash, this is Sarah Sellers. She’s my boss.”

Sarah shakes her head, grinning coyly, “Smash, Olivia works at my shop, but she’s actually
my
boss.”

He whispers something in her ear and she shakes her head. Her eyes light up, and I can tell there’s a connection.

“So what was that about?” I ask her, as we walk away.

“Well, he said that he’d like to join me for a drink when he takes a break. A little fun never hurt anyone. He sure looks like a fun playmate.” She says and winks.

I leave Sarah at the bar, as I make my way over to where Rachel is gathering everyone for wedding party photographs. Sarah looks like she’ll be taken care of for the night.

I find Emily and Tommy, and wrap my arms around them. Emily kisses me on the cheek.

“Olivia, I want you to meet my dad, Glenn. Daddy, can you come here please?”

Glenn comes over to us and extends his hand. Instead of shaking his hand, I offer him a hug.

“Glenn, I’m Olivia and I’m engaged to Tommy’s father. It’s so nice to meet you, and I’m so glad you came.”

“Olivia, I can honestly say I’ve always wondered what Emily’s wedding day would be like, and if I’d even have the courage to be there; or even if she would want me there. I’m speechless and so honored meet you. Emily’s found her a pretty great guy, I believe, and I’m so damn proud of her.”

After a plethora of photographs, Todd lets everyone know it’s time to drink and party. His attention span has reached its max. “Okay guys, party time. Enough with the fuckin pictures. Geez we get it. Let’s go get trashed.”

Emily and Tommy make their way to the dance floor for the first dance to their song, Alpha Rev’s
Perfect Love.

As they dance, Tommy takes Emily into his arms and begins to sing the beautiful words of the song to her. Every word he is singing is perfectly aligned with the way their relationship evolved. They’re dancing slowly, she is gazing up into his eyes and his eyes are adoring her; both of them oblivious to anyone else in the room.

***

After the dances, Todd and I step out on the grounds to have a smoke when Todd gets a call. He excuses himself and walks out to the dock with Steve to take the call privately.

In a few minutes they are both back, laughing hysterically.

“What’s so damn funny?” I ask.

“Jesus Olivia. Your boss is getting banged big time.” Steve says cackling.

I put my hands on my hips and purse my lips. “What in heaven’s name are you talking about?”

Todd takes over the conversation, cracking up laughing. He’s laughing so hard he has to hold his side. “Steve and I walked over there to take that call.” He points out to the dock.“It was Beamer from the Devil Dogs, and while we were talking to him, we kept hearing these moans of raw pleasure.” He simulates the sound and grinds his hips and bites his lip. “Your boss is getting her lights fucked out by Smash.” He bends down and puts his hands on his thighs, out of breath from laughing. The shocked look on my face is evident by my mouth, which is now wide open. “Oh my God Todd. You’re not serious are you?”

He nods his head and bends down to slap his thighs. “As a fuckin heart attack. He’s got her bent over, puttin the wood to her and I gotta say, she’s lovin it.”

I respond in disbelief, “Pfft Todd, come on. Stop with the shenanigans. Smash is deejaying silly.”

“Olivia, he’s got the music on auto pilot and, he is deejaying your boss at the moment. Fuckin A.” He points to the sound equipment, which is indeed minus one deejay.

I shake my head. “Eww! How in the world did you see them?”

“Hell, they’re in the fuckin boat house and the damn door was open.” He raises his eyebrow and looks me in the eye, as if to embarrass me. “It was pretty hot to watch, I gotta admit. Like they say, if the boat house is rockin, don’t bother knockin.” He laughs and backs away shaking his hips.

We see Sarah and Smash coming out of the boathouse straightening their clothes. Sarah is fluffing her long curly hair from the base of her neck and smiling culpably.

When he sees them, Todd stands straight up, holding back a laugh, puts his finger to his lips. “Uh Oh, here they come. Act like we don’t know anything.” Then he whispers, “Hey Olivia? Is she a
real r
edhead?”

I look at him sarcastically, “I have no idea Todd, why?”

He and Steve crack up laughing, and I realize I don’t even want to look Sarah or Smash in the face when they walk by us, nor do I want to know about the redhead remark.

I wave my hand in the air and they get it by the look on my face. “Ok, I don’t
even
want to go there guys. I’m going to find my fiancé, thank you very much.”

I leave them laughing and have made my exit before I have to face Sarah. I guess she needed a little fling. Never in a
million
years would I have thought she would just have casual sex like that, but who am I to judge? After all, she deserves a little fun and Smash is a pretty hot looking guy.

The Rolls Royce is right on time to pick Tommy and Emily up and take them to their honeymoon destination in the city. We all throw rose petals and give them a fun send off. The happy couple waves to us all, as they speed off into the night, riding in the royal luxury of a first class ride.

Todd deviously whispers in my ear, “I put a few ‘things’ in Tommy’s suitcase for the honeymoon.” When I asked him to elaborate, I was sorry I asked. It seems he bought Tommy and Emily some leather accoutrements along with edible panties, love oil, a dildo and several other things he said were
necessary
.

“Tommy’s gonna shit when he sees them! He probably doesn’t know how to use half that shit, but not to worry, I put blow by blow instructions with them.” He casually shrugs his shoulders. “I’m here to serve.”

Mortified, I rear my head back, “Todd, you
didn’t
really, did you? Wait - you use all that kinda stuff too?” I ask in surprise.

He crosses his arms and looks at me proclaiming, “Olivia come on, what do you think? Of course I’ve used stuff like that. Hell, you wouldn’t believe some of the shit I’ve done.” He looks up at the sky and smiles. “Not proud of it anymore, but remember you asked and I told.” In my mind, I really don’t want a visual on that, but it makes sense with his former lifestyle that gadgets would be included.

We stand on the drive waiving, as the last guest leaves. Ash looks at me with those dreamy bedroom eyes and winks. “I’ve got a great idea, if you’re not too tired that is.” He raises his eyebrow, “Remember we did broker a deal earlier.”

I tease him. “Well, if it involves skin on skin then I’m definitely not too tired. Are toys involved?” I seductively ask. I’m anxious and curious, as to what he has in store.

He has a devilish smile on his face and looks at me. I’ve had more than my share of wine tonight, which gives me an extra boost of confidence.

“Seriously?” He anxiously asks.

I seductively stretch and wiggle, “Oh yeah, definitely seriously. I’m kind of drizzly drunk.”

“
Well then, I think I’d kinda like to drizzly fuck you.” He says in a low sexy voice, as he kisses my neck.

Before I know it, he leads me into the kitchen, lifts me up and places me on the counter. He then takes my shoes off, slinging them behind us. I hear them hit the floor and we both laugh.

He moves closer to me and places his hands on the bar on each side of my hips. “Love the shoes honey, but they’ve gotta go. I’ve been watching you all night. Seeing you talking to those guys, walking around in your short little dress with those sexy heels turned me on like you wouldn’t believe.” He’s biting his lower lip, “I’ve got a hard on like a son of a bitch, and I’ve gotta have you.”

He looks down, and then I look down at his appetizing erection tenting in his pants. He quickly takes off his coat and shirt, carelessly tossing them on the kitchen floor. Shirtless with his gorgeous chest exposed, he begins by rubbing my feet softly then gets down on his knees and begins sucking my toes one at a time, my arches and then licking his way up my calves. I moan, as he stands up to face me. He wraps my legs around his waist, pulling me into him, sensually grinding against me and I can feel his desire. I lift my dress to allow him access, and he expertly moves my panties to the side, gently inserting his finger slowly, moving in and out. I’m on fire and my hips dance for his touch, begging for more. I tilt myself up to accept more of his finger and he inserts another, causing me to whimper with desire. My addiction to him is making me throb, craving more. He slips my dress up over my head and unhooks my bra, which falls onto the counter. My breasts are exposed; my nipples are swollen and hard. He gently sucks one of them and I throw my head back, as my breath hitches. “Gaw! Ash I need you bad. Please.”

He stops, teasing me further, “So you want more?”

I can hardly get my breath, as I respond. “Yes. Now.”

In a low sultry voice, he taunts me, “Well then let’s see just how I can give you what you need.” He lifts me off the counter and carries me into our room, softly placing me on the bed. Seductive music is playing.
Addicted to Love
. Yes, I
am
addicted to his love.

The only lighting in the room is from the back of the house. From the bed, I look outside to see twinkle lights glow from the outside, softly illuminating the room.

My body is begging for him. “The music is incredible.”

“It’s my seducing Olivia playlist. Relax, because you’re fixing to be seduced and rocked into paradise.” He holds up a finger. “I’ll be right back. Hold that thought.”