Step Brothers Bride Pt1

Step Brothers Bride Part 1

It was the night before my younger step brother Shaun’s wedding he was 32 and finally was going to settle down. Shaun was only 5ft 6” and we always told him this was why he couldn’t handle alcohol. He had looked after himself so had a muscular build and had trained as a boxer when younger. He had short light brown hair and was always cleanly shaven. I had always treated him as a brother as his mum had been with my dad since we were very young.

Both sides of the bridal parties’ families and friends, had come together to stay in a hotel close to the church for the wedding. They had agreed to do us all a deal as long as a certain amount of rooms were booked which was easy, especially with our big family and the number of guests coming from afar.

I was sitting in my hotel room with my older biological brother Jim who was 37. Jim is married to Stacy and had 2 children. He was 6ft 2” had dark brown hair and a trimmed beard, he also kept in shape when younger but had started to put some extra pounds on as he had stopped training at the health club. He was usually found in the spa area nowadays. Stacy who was 38 she’s 5ft 6” had blonde hair and had never lost the baby weight. She was still pretty but age and children were taking its toll on her.

A little about myself at the time of this taking place I was 34. I’m married to Felicity and have 2 children as well, also like my brothers I did a lot of training at the health club. Unlike Jim I was still usually weight lifting or doing some cardio to keep healthy. I had a muscular build and a lot of upper body strength. My friends always joked I should do more leg days but I was happy with my appearance. I had short dark brown hair and a trimmed goatee. Felicity was 5ft 3” and was also 34, she had wavy light brown hair and was quite athletic so had a runner’s body except a round ass which I loved.

Jim and I didn’t mind a quiet night in. After a few drinks we started discussing how Shaun had decided to spend the night with his biological father. He had only known him for a few months but he chose to be with him rather than us and our Dad.

He had grown up with us, our Dad had practically raised him. What an unappreciative little shit we both thought. A few beers later Jim and I discovered we had lent Shaun almost £4000 between us for this wedding which made his decision to ditch us even more aggravating.

Our wives were out with Shaun’s fiancée Jennifer for a meal and a few drinks. I received a text from my wife saying they were staying out late but Jennifer had gone back to her room early due to pre-big day nerves and suggested Jim stay in my room. They would go back to his room as they didn’t want to wake us, they were usually loud after a few cocktails.

We accepted the suggestion as our plan was to have some more beer watch the football highlights then call it a night, there was a pull-out bed which Jim could use so it seemed like a good idea.

It must have been around 10pm when there came a light knock at the door, Jim answered it and there was Jennifer still dressed ready for her night out in a short black cocktail dress and a short jacket asking if she could come in.

“Of course,” Jim said and in she came.

Now we had no problems with Jennifer, in fact I had helped her find work a few years before as a secretary for one of my oldest friends Dave. He had owed me a favour after I had helped him start up his own business. Jennifer was a lovely girl 26 years old, short wavy red hair and a petite frame about 5ft 2″ tall, Jim and I had talked about her many times when drunk, mostly about her amazing curvaceous figure, round ass and pert breasts almost Latino like. With her being from Glasgow, her pale skin and red hair confirmed she was definitely of Scottish heritage though.

I started thinking back to how lucky Shaun was I remember when he first started dating Jennifer about 6 years ago and would boast about getting with a younger girl who had saved her virginity, how inexperienced she was sexually but he had popped her cherry after just a few months together, but then once they were serious she would never go any further than the basic missionary or a blow job but she would never swallow.

It was clear from the moment she entered the room something was bothering her. She sat in silence for a moment so I broke the silence “Are you ok would you like a drink?”

“Neat vodka please” she replied, then downed it. “Can I have another?” then she quickly downed 3 more which is unusual for her.

I decided to just ask “Is something wrong, what’s bothering you?”

She started crying and all she could say was “its Shaun”. My initial thoughts were of worry, had something bad happened to him? but this was not the case.

When she settled a bit more Jennifer started to explain “When Shaun first connected with his Dad a few months ago his Dad got him into gambling, he quickly became addicted and started spending a lot. In the past week he had even dipped into the wedding fund.”

She explained they had agreed to pay the photographer cash when he arrived to take some pre-wedding photo shots of the bridal party in the morning, this had vanished so she checked the honeymoon spending account and found that was empty. That’s why she left our wives early so she could call Shaun to find out what had happened and that’s when he came clean about the gambling.

Despite this she still wanted the wedding to go ahead, she loved him and they had agreed he would get support with the addiction. That’s when she came out with her request, nervously she asked “Can either of you loan us the cash to pay the photographer and some spending money for our honeymoon?”

Usually we would have helped her out but we had already loaned Shaun £4000 towards this wedding which it suddenly looked like we would not be getting back anytime soon. We now had major concerns about loaning them anymore money.

Jennifer was shocked, Shaun had mentioned in his confession of the debt that he had borrowed a small amount from us so she was unaware it was anywhere near the amount of £4000 which made her more concerned.