Sis Comes Home for Memorial Day Part IV

I woke up Sunday morning, wondering if it had all been a dream. As I walked to the bathroom, I saw the tuxedo hanging in the closet and knew it was for real.

We never discussed what time things would get started. I thought I’d wait an hour before calling. In the meantime I thought I’d check on flight arrangements and try to book a seat on the same flight as Melissa when she went back.

I checked her flight itinerary and noticed it was still under her married name. Her divorce had just become final a few weeks prior as well as the change back to her maiden name. I called the airlines to see if there were seats available and if so get seats together. I explained the situation to the ticket agent that passenger Melissa Brewer and myself and gotten married unexpectedly over the weekend and asked if it was possible to get seats together. She informed me that there were no seats available in coach but did have two together in first class. I told her that would be fine and gave her my credit card info for the seats. When she told me the cost it sounded kind of low for 2 first class seats. I asked the agent and she told me that she was only charging for my seat and had given my new wife a complimentary upgrade.

“Thanks very much,” I told her. “You don’t often hear of airlines doing things like that these days.”

“You’re very welcome sir,” she replied. “I hope you and your new wife choose to fly with us in the future. Please pass my congratulations to Mrs. Graham. Oh, one last thing sir. Mrs. Graham’s ticket will still be listed as Melissa Brewer since I am sure she hasn’t been able to get her identification changed yet.”

“That’s a good point,” I said. “Thanks again.”

I then proceeded to pack for the next few days although there wouldn’t be a need for many clothes. I also laid out a second set of clothes to pack for the trip with Melissa to Georgia.

Feeling kind of hungry I finished of the fruit Melissa had bought a few days earlier and cleaned out the refrigerator of anything that would spoil over the next few weeks.

I was just getting ready to take a shower when I heard my phone ring. It was Melissa’s phone number that came up.

Picking it up I answered, “Hello.”

“Good morning Shawn,” Amy replied.

“Hi Amy how are you today?” I asked remembering what Melissa had told me she had been doing the night before.

“I got most of my tensions relieved enough to have a good night’s sleep,” she said openly. “I had some real special dreams about you and Missy. Remind me to tell you about them when I come back to visit.”

“Ok, I will. What time should things be ready to go?” I asked.

“We’re thinking about 10 o’clock. Don’t be your usual self and get here real early otherwise Missy might have to stay couped up in her room,” she instructed.

“I’ll call when I am on my way. I have one stop to make first after I leave here. Don’t forget you need to come down to meet me to get Melissa’s present,” I reminded her.

“I bet you really just want to have one last quickie with me,” she teased.

“You are soooo bad Amy.”

“Shawn, you know that is one of the thing’s you’ve always loved about me,” she said coyly.

“I’ll see you in awhile Amy. Goodbye,” I said as I hung up the phone. She was right though I always did admire how she would say what was on her mind.

I went ahead and took a shower and got dressed. I finished straightening up the apartment to kill some time. Finally knowing I wanted to make a stop I left.

I stopped by the Marriott hoping to leave my suitcase so Melissa would not see it when we left our parent’s house later and catch on that we weren’t going back to the apartment.

The hotel staff was very receptive and insured me they would put my suitcase in our room before my arrival. I was also able to take care of all the check-in details as well and they went ahead and programed a key card with the code they would be changing after the current occupants left. Finally I asked if they could have a dozen red roses and champagne in the room prior to our arrival.

It was about 9:15 when I arrived at the house. Before I took the tuxedo out I looked around making sure none of the neighbors were watching. Dad met me at the door already dressed in his best suit.

“Good morning Son, how are you doing?” he asked.

“I don’t know why but I’m kind of nervous,” I responded. “Sorry I forgot to call to let you know I was on my way.”

“Oh that’s okay,” Dad said. “We figured you’d get here about this time anyway. Will the downstairs bathroom be alright for you to change in? The women have pretty much taken over the entire upstairs.”

“That’s fine. Can you let Amy know I’m here? I have something I want to give to Melissa before the ceremony.”

“She told me about that. I can take it up if you want. She’s finishing up styling your sister’s hair. You’ll see shortly but she is even more radiant than her first marriage.”

“Thanks Dad, but I’d rather have Amy do it.”

“Okay, you better start changing,” he advised. “Amy should be down in a few minutes.”

I took my tux and headed toward the bathroom. I was just starting to put on the bow tie when I heard a knock on the door.

“Are you decent?” Amy asked.

“Yes, but why ask? You’d come in even if I wasn’t,” I answered.

“Probably,” she said as she walked in. “It’s not like there is anything you have I haven’t seen before.”

I turned and looked at her. She was wearing a nice blue dress. Her hair was in a french braid. “You look beautiful Amy,” I told her.

“Thanks,” she told me. “Wait until you see Missy. I look like a street whore compared to her.”

She noticed I was shaking a lot and having trouble with my tie. She came up behind me and I felt her body press against mine. Reaching around me she proceeded to tie it for me.

“What’s with you anyway? You’re as nervous as your sister,” Amy asked.

“Just the usual jitters. Worrying if I’ll make her as happy as she had hoped.”

“Shawn, I know you both well enough to say that things will be even better than either of you hoped. I am jealous of the love that Missy and you share. Now what is it you wanted me to give to her?”

I reached into the carrying pouch that the tux came in and pulled out a box and handed it to her.

“I think that this may put the final touch on getting her ready,” I said proudly.

Amy looked at me for approval to look inside.

“Go ahead…”

“My gosh Shawn it’s perfect. It sure beats the something new I had in mind. I better take these up now.”

Before she left she gave me a friendly kiss on the cheek and smiled.

“When you’re done you need to transfer your dance song to Missy’s phone and hook it up to the stereo. There is a folder for wedding music so just transfer the file and don’t peek. Her phone is in the living room.”

I followed her out and took care of the phone hookup. I went ahead and tested it with a song from another folder. I noticed the time. It was almost 10 o’clock.

Mom and Amy both came downstairs. Mom showed me where to stand so I could see Melissa as she came down the stairs. Amy went over to start the music. Dad took his a place near the stairs to escort his daughter the few steps to where I was standing. Amy started the music.

When the traditional ‘Here Comes the Bride’ began playing Melissa appeared at the top of the stairs. She paused briefly as we both looked at each other.

She looked like a Greek goddess about to descend from Mount Olympus. Her long hair was curled and pulled back behind her ears which were highlighted with diamond earings. Her gown was sleeveless with a plunging neckline. A diamond pendant centered in her cleavage . She was carrying a bouquet of flowers that looked like the ones we had planted together the day before.

She ran her hand quickly thru her hair and and over her ear and then looked down at the pendant and then back at me mouthing a ‘thank you’ acknowledging my first gift to her. She then started down the stairs her blue eyes staring into mine the whole time.

As she reached the bottom she took Dad’s arm and walked toward me. As she took her place facing me Dad kissed her on the cheek and took her hand placing it in mine.

The music transitioned to Pachelbel’s ‘Cannon in D’ playing so quietly it was almost subliminal.

Amy spoke first, “Melissa and Shawn, Mr. & Mrs. Graham… I have the honor to be with you here today and witness my best friend Melissa and the man she loves make their vows to each other. I have known both Melissa and Shawn since we were kids. I know their love to be true and that they will have the strength to overcome the obstacles that all couples sharing their live’s together face. May society one day look upon them and realize that true love has no boundaries. Shawn and Melissa would you now please share your vows with us.”

Amy took a step back and stood next to our parents. I turned to Melissa as we looked deeply into each other’s eyes we repeated in part the vows we took the night we confessed our feelings to each other.

“Melissa, I love you… I always have. I love you as my sister, but I also love you as a man loves a woman. I held that inside for many years. I promise to never hold anything back from you again. I will always be there for you as we live our lives together. I will love you forever as your husband.”

“Shawn, I love you… I always have. I love you as my brother, but I also love you as a woman loves a man. I held that inside for many years. I promise to never hold anything back from you again. I will always be there for you as we live our lives together. I will love you forever as your wife.”

Mom and Dad then stepped forward. Dad handed me a ring and Mom handed Melissa a ring. I had not thought ahead about what to say. I looked at Melissa and could see she was thinking the same but we both knew something should be said.

Taking the lead Melissa put the ring on my finger and with her eyes told me to do the same.

Melissa then found the words, “May these rings symbolize our love and commitment to each other. The same love and commitment our grandparents shared for over 60 years. They have blessed our union by passing these rings on to us.”

Our vows completed, we embraced each other as our lips came together in a slow and tender kiss.

When our kiss ended we looked toward our parents. They stood there for a moment. They both had tears in their eyes. They then came toward us and we exchanged hug and kisses and offered their congratulations.

“Why don’t you both stand by the fireplace so I can take a few pictures?”, Dad told us as he briefly went to get his camera. Returning he took some with us in the various poses we had seen in other wedding photos.

When we were done Dad put the camera down.

Amy then picked up the camera. She looked at our parents and told them, “Let’s not forget to get of the bride and groom with their parents.”

Mom and Dad joined us while Amy took a few shots.

“I don’t think these will make it into the family album that sits on the coffee table,” I said with a chuckle.

There was a quiet round of laughter. “Maybe not but I have an idea where we could put them to enjoy them privately,” Mom said. “Also we should probably have your Dad develop them personally.”

Dad had always enjoyed photography and still shot using film not wanting to accept that digital photography was now equal in quality.

Amy then went back to start the music. “Are you two ready for your first dance?” She asked. “You both chose very nice songs. I had a hard time deciding which to play first so I am just going to select random and see which plays first.”

As the music started I recognized the first song was the one I chose which was “In My Dreams” by REO Speedwagon. We danced together for the first time as husband and wife. She hinted that her song had a very similar theme. When it came on I recognized it as “Dreaming of You” by Selena. All too soon the music faded away.

“Well the guests for the cookout should be arriving soon so we should probably get changed into some less formal clothes,” Dad announced.

Melissa looked at him with disappointment in her face. “Daddy, what about the traditional father & daughter dance?” she asked.

“Don’t worry sweetie, I’ll make it up to you,” he told her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

I could see in his facial expression that there was something else going on. Melissa looked at me confused. “Don’t be sad… Mom and Dad are up to something. I just don’t know what yet.”

I saw Amy coming down the stairs. “Shawn, I moved your clothes up to Missy’s room so the two of you can change in there. Just try to behave yourselves until tonight. I don’t think your parents would appreciate it if you met there guests smelling like you just fucked each other’s brains out. I would understand though if you couldn’t keep your hands off of each other though. You both look irresistible today,” she said winking at both of us.

We went to Melissa’s old room. After we entered she closed and locked the door. She stood in front of me sliding the straps of her gown off her shoulders revealing she had not worn a bra. She proceeded to slide it down and stepped out of it and laid it on the bed. She was totally nude.

I looked at her with wonder in my eyes. Knowing what I was thinking she responded, “Since the gown straps were an off the shoulder style I would have needed a strapless bra. I didn’t have one so I decided to go without.” She cupped her breasts adding, “Besides these are still firm enough to go without. As for the panties, I didn’t have time to go buy a special pair.”

Stepping toward me she took the lapel of my tux in each hand and pulled me into her. “Thank you for the diamonds sweetheart. I love them, but not anywhere close to how much I love you.”

With that our lips met in a much more passionate kiss than the one we had after our vows. After the kiss ended, Melissa proceeded to remove my jacket and hung it back on a hanger. As I started to remove my tie she stopped me.

“Let me undress you dear. As she proceeded to strip me naked she told me, “I’ve wanted you in my room like this since I was fifteen. I want you so badly now, but I know we can’t. I am going to get you back here like this someday when Mom and Dad are away for the day. We’re going to make love in every room in this house except their bedroom,” she said in a seductive voice.

With that she dropped to her knees. Taking my dick in her hand she licked slowly from my balls to the head. She kissed the head softly and got up moving to get dressed.

“Keep that thing under control until tonight,” she told me. “Remember snip… snip.” Smiling she took her fingers and moved them like the blades of a pair of scissors opening and closing. I had a feeling that private joke she started the day before was going to be around for a long time.

After we got dressed we went down stairs.

Our parents were putting out snack trays. Melissa asked what we could do to help.

“Amy went to get some ice, so could you get the cases of pop and beer from the garage and take them to the patio?” Mom asked.

Amy got back as we were carrying the pop out. Together the three of us loaded the coolers with the drinks. We then helped with all the last minute preparations including setting up a makeshift bar.

As the guests started arriving the usual greetings and pleasantries were exchanged.