My Fairytale Wedding
I had a dream last night about my old friend Tod. We were in L.A. and I was free to go about dressed as Lisa as I pleased. I convinced him to marry me as Lisa at a justice of the peace. He was ok with the idea of passing me off as Lisa before the judge, so I went shopping with Jacqueline, who would be my maid of honor.
Jacqueline and I had a ball together, looking at frilly dresses and sexy lingerie for me to wear underneath. Silk stockings, garter, sheer white panties with rose pattern. A push-up style bra to pad and lift my small boobs and give me a little cleavage. Finally, pink 4 inch heels.
After lunch at a nearby bookstore cafe, Jacqueline took me to the salon where she treated me to a manicure, and as a wedding gift, her friends at the shop gave me a new “do”.
Finally the time came, and Jacqueline drove me to the courthouse. In the ladies’ room, I stepped into a bathroom stall and hung the bag containing my dress and the rest of my outfit on the hook on the door. As I stood there looking at my wedding outfit, I imagined myself in Tod’s arms, being carried across the threshold. I slid the sheer white panties on, feeling a tingle in my thigh as they slipped up over my hips and into place. Carefully, I bundled up a stocking and slid it over my calf and up my leg. Repeating the process with the next stocking was no less a thrill. My lacy bra pushed my small breasts into place to create a nice cleavage. I put the garter on, followed by my shimmering white wedding gown. Lifting the skirt slightly, I put on the heels and stepped out of the stall. Jacqueline let out a little gasp and spun me around to zip me up. She cupped my face in her hands and gave me a small kiss on the cheek. She actually began to tear up.
“Oh! Lisa, what a lovely bride! And such a big day for you! How long have you dreamed of this?”
She checked her watch.
“Almost time, hang on a second.”
Jacqueline left me in the ladies room to primp a bit and wait until Tod arrived. She had convinced a bailiff to escort me into the courtroom. He took me by the arm and led me into the room. The old beaten down courtroom was transformed in my mind to a majestic palace as my eyes got the first glimpse of my prince.
Tod was perfect in his black tux, watching me approach. He stood tall, shoulders back, head held high. He looked as if someone had thrown a suit on a statue of a Greek god. I was breathless and covered my mouth with my hand in awe as I held back joyful tears. The moment I’d been waiting for was finally here.
My heart pounded and my breath was heavy as he took my hands in his, looked deep into my eyes, and recited his vows. I met his gaze, swearing to love and cherish him for life. I paused for a kind of awkward moment, and decided to go off script.
“Tod, you’ve been my friend; you’ve been my lover. And finally after all these last ten years you’re going to give me what I wanted all along. In a few minutes I’ll be your wife.” I said, my voice quivering. “Look, I promised to love and cherish you. But it’s not enough. I’m yours; yours only. You have not only treated me with love and tenderness, you’ve been my protector, my guardian and defender. I promise from this day to obey as well. My goal is your happiness, and in that I’ll make myself happy too.”
The judge pronounced us husband and wife, and Tod took me in his arms. Staring deep into his eyes, I felt as if I would explode as I awaited the kiss that every girl dreams about. My chest pounded as his lips finally met mine. When the kiss broke I let out a deep sigh as we turned to face our massive wedding party of two. I could barely take my eyes off him to stroll out of the court room. I was his now; I would be the wife he deserved and more. Waking up disapointed that such an amazing dream had to end, the romantic dreaming stopped, and my mind drifted to the honeymoon to follow.