Darcie Makes a Convert: Part 2
(Or Olivia Drowns the Gown)

Hi, guys! I'm back for part 2! What? Where was the sex in the last story? Everyone doesn't have sex at the drop of the hat! This isn't A Parallel Universe. Practice delayed gratification. I'm sure with everything that unfolds something steamy will happen.

Kellie loved doing trash the dress shoots at our place. We had a clean pond that Dad kept treated for algae. We had the docks behind our house and Mom and Dad's house. We had the swimming raft with the slide. There was the creek and the waterfall and for the really fearless bride, who wanted no chance of salvaging her dress, there was the mud bog and if it was around the Fourth of July there was our mud volleyball pit. Two weeks after her dunk tank debut, Olivia was at our house getting ready for her drown the gown session. Jared was going to be in it with her. We also had Beth, Steven, Debbie and Robert here. We needed as many lifeguards as we could get. Her gown was very pretty pure white with a camisole top half and two spaghetti straps. It had a paisley texture down to her waist and a wide belt around the waist. It flowed out a lot more at the bottom than mine did and would be difficult to tread water in. That was why we had so many volunteers to stay in the water just out of the camera. We had the place to ourselves since Mom and Dad had taken the girls to Hurricane Harbor.

Olivia just wore her gown and none of her other accessories. She had some cheap sandals on and her hair and makeup fixed nicely. Jared wore a white long sleeve shirt, a pair of black pants and some old wing-tip dress shoes.

You two ready to have some fun? I asked when they came up from the dressing room in our basement.

You bet we are, Jared said, but I still wish you had convinced her to just trash her gown and get it over with.

Olivia giggled and rolled her eyes at his comment as I handed her the plastic bouquet. All she had agreed to was getting wet in the hopes that her dress could survive. Although I'm sure with a little more time, I could have gotten her to agree to be a really trashed bride. Getting trashed was so much fun. I still can't believe that it was really my wedding and reception. Sorry, enough about me. Read Darcie's Wet Wedding parts 1 and 2 if you're not up to speed.

It was a hot day and a good one to be all wet. June in Texas was always hot. We ladies were wearing shorts and either tank tops or cami's. The guys were in shorts and t-shirts or muscle shirts. It looked like everyone was already soaked when I accompanied Jared and Olivia out of the back door.

Darcie! Help! I heard Kellie scream between laughing. No one else will!

Jim and Steven were carrying her down the dock by her arms and legs. The wet crowd following them was chanting, DUNK! DUNK! Kellie was laughing, resigned to the fact that she was going swimming. Jared, Olivia and I joined the crowd in counting to three and the guys let her fly.

Thanks! she cried out treading water. At least I'm cooled off!

She was used to it by now. Anyone close to us soon learned that once one person went into the water, everyone went into the water. She usually ended up in the pond to get some of the shot angles she wanted when she was doing trash the dress shoots anyway. She sloshed up onto the sand barefoot with water dripping from her skorts and cropped tank top. One of the top's shoulder straps had slipped giving us a view of the spaghetti strap on her tan bra.

What brought that on? I asked.

Oh, I told them since they were all getting wet anyway, it would make a funny picture if they all stood together and fell off the dock, she replied. They decided I needed to join them. Say, you're still dry. Hey, Jim! Your wife is still dry!

I screamed and tried to run away, but I didn't try very hard and let them catch me pretty quickly. I was treated to the same ceremonious dunking as Kellie. I was pretty wet from perspiring anyway as we'd been working earlier getting things ready. It just evened out my red cotton shorts, and caused massive VPL, and evened out my yellow cropped t-shirt to completely show off my black bra underneath. I was among friends who had all seen me in my underwear anyway. (I'd shown Kellie the Three Stoogettes videos. That is why she was after us to go into business with her doing staged trash the dress videos.)

Okay, now that the fun is over, let's get started, Kellie said. First off, Olivia, I need you to decide the theme of this shoot. I usually have two scenarios. The first is that getting wet and being carefree is your idea. That's where you wade in slowly and tease us getting gradually wetter and wetter until you finally go under completely. She paused.

What's the second one? Olivia asked.

Kellie paused to giggle and then said, Your groom is being mean to you.

Kellie had done three drown the gown sessions out here and I hadn't yet seen anyone pick the latter one. One of them didn't even bring her husband. The women all either slowly waded into the pond or into the little pool at the base of the falls and then looking like they just couldn't resist going all the way, plunged in or dunked themselves. Now of course mine was different but then again I was already soaking wet going into it. My entire wedding was a trash the dress, trash the groom, trash the wedding party and trash all of the guests session. Even the mother-of-the-bride ended up taking a face full of cake and went swimming in full wedding regalia several times. If you'll recall, she was still out in the pond with all of the kids, all of them still dressed up, after everyone else had gone home or gone in. Dad must have liked the way mom's dress looked on her all wet because after one of their late-night swims, (Yes, they still do that. I worked out a schedule with her so that Jim and I wouldn't be out there at the same time!), I saw it hung over the clothes line the next morning. And people wonder where I get it!

Sorry, off on a tangent again. Anyway Olivia thought for a second and gave Jared the wickedest grin I'd ever seen. I think it made him nervous. She finally said, Since this little episode was ALL his idea, I think he should be mean to me.

Wow! Has she ever loosened up!

Great! Kellie replied. It's a lot more fun but no one ever wants to do it. The rest of you get in position in the water near the dock, but not too close. You need to be out of the picture. Jared, Olivia, here's what I want you to do.

Kellie ushered them toward the dock while the rest of us floated on tubes and rafts with noodles and actual life preservers in case Olivia got into any trouble staying afloat with that dress. Olivia and Jared walked up the bank a little way and Kellie got her camera and went out in the paddle boat accompanied by her intern who was running a video camera to document the shoot for Kellie's You Tube channel.

Getting the camera in position, Kellie called to them, Go ahead. Whenever you're ready.

Jared and Olivia held hands and started walking toward the dock. They stopped just short of it and Jared pulled Olivia around in front of him and kissed her. She wrapped her hands around his neck and held her bouquet behind his head. Kellie snapped away with her camera. Olivia pulled out of the kiss and turned around. They walked out onto the dock. She looked so pretty in that gown with it trailing down the dock behind her. They swung arms as they walked out to the end.

Okay, pretend you're looking at something in the water, Kellie directed. They both bent forward. Now Jared, nudge her back like you're going to push her in.

Olivia really acted startled. I didn't think Kellie would go for the money shot this soon and I was right. It was just a tease.

Now scold him, Liv! Kellie said.

Olivia gave him one of those teasing furrowed-brow grins, the kind you give a lover who's just teased you and you love it. She had her fists on her hips with her bouquet sticking out behind her in her right hand. Jared had one of those Who, me? expressions. They were having a great time clowning up there.

Tell her you're sorry, Kellie directed. Jared took Olivia in his arms and kissed her again. Her back was toward the water. They pulled back away from each other. Keep smiling, Olivia. Whatever happens, keep smiling. We only get one chance for this one! Show me that wicked expression, Jared. Great! And now!

Jared reached up and gave both of Olivia's bare shoulders a good shove. Her smile went from a simple grin to an open-mouthed shocked smile and as she fell she threw her arms back so her bouquet was over her head. Olivia looked like she kicked off the dock just slightly. Her train wrapped around in front of her as she went down. It was like watching it in slow motion. Olivia hit the water nearly prone, disappearing under the splash all at once except for the train which trailed behind her and vanished under the surface a split-second behind the rest of her. Kellie's very sophisticated camera caught it from the point Jared first touched her shoulders to long after she'd gone under the water. It was an amazing series of photos. Kellie had told Olivia to push off and try to remain as straight as she could. That gave her one shot that with Olivia's feet completely clear of the dock and her lying nearly flat. She looked like she was levitating over the water.

Throw her that noodle, Kellie yelled to Jared before Olivia had even come back up. Her head popped out of the water with her hair over her face. She shoved it back and went under. She popped up again and grabbed the noodle.

You all right, Liv Kellie asked.

I'm fine, Olivia called back. I just can't stay up by kicking. The dress is in the way. I can only use my arms.

I knew the feeling. I was so thankful for the noodles and inner tubes when I was in the water like that.

Use the pool toys, Kellie told her. Now look pissed.

She got a few shots of Olivia scowling at her man.

Now, not so much. Olivia's expression softened. She took directions really well. Maybe there was room for yet another stoogette.

Jared, try to look innocent, Kellie directed. Jared mimed a Who, me? expression. Okay, Liv, now you realize you can't stay mad at him no matter what he does.

Leaning on her noodle, Olivia's expression softened and changed to a loving smile. Now that picture always cracks me up whenever I see it her still in the water smiling lovingly up at Jared with her bedraggled hair and soaked wedding gown. My suspicions from the dunk tank were confirmed. Olivia did have a clown inside of her.

Okay, now look right at the camera, Olivia, Kellie said. Give me a flip of your eyebrows and a wicked grin. That's it. You may have to forgive him, but that doesn't mean he gets away with it. Now motion for him to help you out.

Even though the swim ladder was on the opposite side of the dock, it was still in the shots. However this was all in fun so it didn't have to make complete sense. Hanging onto the noodle with one arm, she waved at Jared to stoop down and grab her other arm. He started to pull her up and we got our first glimpse of her soaked dress, at least from the waist up. However she hooked her feet to the dock and yanked down, bringing Jared down on top of her with a huge splash. She managed to hang onto her noodle and Robert tossed Jared one when he surfaced.

Okay Jared, you're like 'Darn! She got me!' Olivia, you're like, 'You deserved that!' Now let me move the boat.

Kellie maneuvered so she and her intern Sara were in front of the dock. Now each of you grab the dock with one hand and wrap the other arm around each other. Give me a big kiss.

Olivia gave Jared such a passionate kiss. Based on it alone I could tell he was getting lucky tonight.

Let's get some shots on the raft, Kellie said.

Jared and Olivia paddled out to the raft with their noodles and climbed up. Now we got to finally survey Olivia's dress! It didn't look too bad. It was a simple satin and as long as Dad's algae treatment held up it wouldn't suffer the same slight green tint that mine did. It might never shimmer in the light exactly the same way again, but it would lose that over time anyway. The bust must have been padded since it wasn't see-through at all. However if you looked closely a little further down, you could see Olivia's belly button. The bottom clung to her legs as she climbed out until she got all of it out of the water and air could get in. The train dragged up the ladder behind her and dribbled a steady stream of water across the raft. Olivia was smiling from ear to ear.

At least I'm not hot anymore! she exclaimed.

If a bride gets soaking wet and she looks dejected, like everything is ruined, there is nothing more pathetic looking. If a bride gets soaking wet and she looks happy, like she doesn't have a care in the world, there is nothing more beautiful. Olivia definitely fell into the latter category. Kellie took shots of them standing bedraggled on the raft kissing. She had them go down the slide together and hold hands and jump off the edge.

She had them embrace with Olivia's back to the water and kiss like they did in the first shot when they were both still dry.

You know what to do, Jared, Kellie said and Jared shoved her in again. Olivia threw her arms out to her sides to get the biggest splash and hit the water nearly prone just like before. She surfaced and grabbed an inner tube I passed her.

Kellie continued directing: Olivia, your expression should say, 'I can't believe he got me again!' Olivia opened her mouth in shock but kept smiling with her eyes and then bowed her head over shaking it. Perfect! Kellie said. You two are going to love these!

I sort of love it now, Olivia admitted giving her dripping husband smiling down on her in the water a look that removed all doubt as to whether he was getting lucky later.

Can we do some I want to do? Olivia asked.

Sure; it's your photo shoot, Kellie replied. You do whatever you want and I'll just keep shooting.

Olivia paddled to the raft's ladder and started up. She got to the second to the last rung and let go, throwing her arms up next to her head in a whatever expression and fell back in. She climbed back out onto the raft with water rolling off of the side of it from the drenched gown.

She asked Kellie to climb up on the raft with her. Olivia stood with her back to the edge, holding her bouquet in front of her with both hands like she would have coming down the aisle. She closed her eyes and with a simple, blissful grin on her face let herself fall backwards. Kellie shot her through the entire fall away from her until she splashed under the water. Her train wrapped up in front of her again and the last picture in the series is her train sticking up just before it followed the rest of that lovely wedding dress into the drink.

Olivia climbed back up ready to go again. Kellie asked her to do it again, but with her arms outstretched. Never thought I'd see a bride who enjoyed getting dunked as much as I did!

Olivia asked for one more. This time she had Jared with his back turned to the water and she was in front with his hands clasped around her. You know, the typical prom picture pose. Kellie counted to three so they'd be in sync and both of them fell off backwards together. What a trooper Olivia was! I know from experience how exhausting swimming in a wedding dress can be, but if she was getting tired, she certainly didn't show it. She was up for anything.

Let's do one more of the two of you running off the dock together and then we'll do some fun shots and romantic shots, Kellie said.

Okay, Jared said, but I have one more I want to do from the raft.

He whispered to Olivia and they both took up spots on the opposite side from the dock. On his signal, Olivia hitched up her skirt and they both took off on a run yelling, Cannonball! which was just what they did side-by-side off the other side of the raft. They climbed up onto the dock and ran down the entire length to do the same thing.

Kellie got out of the boat and onto the dock to take pictures from above of them in the water kissing and then a few of them holding each other in one of the inner tubes. Then it was Kelly and Sara's turn back in the water. They got shots of them under the water kissing and swimming together. Then it was solo shots of Olivia swimming, shooting up from underneath her with her dress billowing out in the water. She took one with Olivia coming down feet first so her dress flowed out in all directions and her hair billowed up above her head. Back on the surface, Kellie stood nearly neck deep and shot them lying on their stomachs face-to-face holding both hands.

Can you dive, Olivia? Kellie asked.

Sure I can.

Want to do a couple diving off the dock?

I'll do whatever you want, Olivia replied. This is so much fun!

As she climbed out, she said to me, Man, I wish we hadn't run off from your wedding reception. It had to be a blast and it was a once-in-a-lifetime thing.

Well, I'll warn you, I replied. I tend to attract that sort of stuff.

I can see us getting to be closer friends then, she said rather seriously.

Kellie and Sara climbed back into the boat to shoot Olivia doing several perfectly arched dives. They looked so wild with her dress train flowing out behind her. Then she had them both dive in together for a couple. Then Olivia suggested a couple. She wanted to do some of those silly dives you do as a kid. First she stood on the dock with her back to the water and her train hanging over the side. She bent her knees and tried to do a back flip. The dress was heavy and she ended up doing a back flop that cracked all of us up.

Wait, I know I can do that, she said as she clung to a noodle and paddled for the ladder.

She tried twice more with as little success other than getting hilarious shots of her falling in.

One more and then I'm giving up! she declared. She stood with her back to the water again and somehow this time got the height she needed to kick herself over in midair in that heavy soaking wet gown. Kellie followed her all the way getting a picture of her over the water with her back perfectly arched, one of her just breaking the surface and one of just her feet and the train following the rest of her under. Finally she ran down the dock and somehow managed a handstand on the edge, pausing before she pushed herself over.

She's gunning for your title of 'Most Fearless Bride', Kellie teased me.

Well just remember all of my antics and dress destruction was at the actual wedding, I replied.

Kellie and Sara got back up onto the dock. Kellie motioned to Steven and Robert. I need your help. First she had them pick up Olivia by her legs and arms and swing her into the pond and then they did the same to Jared. I was beginning to figure out that Kellie had been doing more than just taking pictures of our crazy antics during the wedding. She was taking notes for later. Of course nothing compares to the picture of all of us women lined up in the rain waiting to be thrown in. That is something you just can't recreate unless you have a lot of women unafraid to wreck a lot of nice clothes.

As long as I'm up here and you're down there, can you float on your back, Olivia? Kellie asked.

Olivia got up close to the dock and flipped up on her back. Amazingly she floated without any assistance. Kellie took one picture with her looking up at her and another dreamy one with Olivia's hair all fanned out and her eyes shut.

Let's do some fun stuff up on shore before we head back to the waterfall, Kellie suggested.

Olivia was acting more and more like she regretted opting for a drown the gown instead of just wrecking her dress. I came up next to her as we all walked toward a clear area away from the houses and asked, Think your dress will hold up and make it to the cleaners?

Olivia turned to me smiling with water dripping from her face. Her gown was making a strange swooshing sound as we walked the sort of sound only wet satin can make. At this point, I really don't care anymore. It's just a dress.

I remembered saying the same thing to Mom as I stood there talking to her in what was left of my wedding gown, stained with pies, covered in mud and cut off and starting to unravel just above my knee. She'd just commented about my poor wedding gown, but she had room to talk having just climbed out of the water wearing her dress.

This has been so much fun today, Olivia went on. I sort of wish I'dforget it.

Hmmm, maybe wanting to go for it per chance?

Kellie had Olivia hold her bouquet and stand with her back to the rest of us girls. Then she handed Jared a five-gallon bucket of water. You can guess what happened next. Olivia threw her bouquet over her shoulder and Jared doused her with the bucket. Olivia laughed even through the water flying up her nose.

Damn! Kellie exclaimed. Have to do that one again. Didn't get the bouquet in the picture. Olivia, try to throw it lower.

Well I'll make the sacrifice, Jared said.

Oh, that's really funny! Olivia shot back with her hands on her hips. She looked so funny trying to appear annoyed when it was obvious that she was having a ball in her soaked gown and would stand there for ten takes, twenty, a hundred, if that was what it took.

Jared filled his bucket up from the pond and started back up the bank. I couldn't believe the grin on his face. He'd told Olivia that this was the one thing about her he'd change if he could and he was getting his wish! Ordinarily a woman would tell a man he owed her for doing something like this but it was plainly obvious, Olivia loved the change in herself too.

Kellie got her camera ready, Liv tossed her bouquet and Jared nailed her with the bucket and this time Kellie got the picture she wanted. People always have the funniest expressions when they're getting hit with water and Olivia was no exception.

Olivia didn't have her garter because she wasn't wearing any stockings, but Kellie had one ready. Olivia put it on, sat down in a lawn chair and exposed her leg to Jared who slipped the garter down, while Beth and I poured water over both their heads. Olivia had such a classic expression!

We had them dance with the sprinklers running all around them. We soaped up the Blazer and had them pretend to wash it. Jared turned the hose on Olivia and she just stood there with her fists on her hips, her sponge in one hand and her bouquet in the other. Then she lay back over the hood and Jared put the hose nozzle on fan. Kellie used a special filter and it created a wild rainbow effect. Finally, Olivia stood next to the Blazer and assumed the classic Let me have it! pose with her chest thrust out, her arms open wide and her head back to let Jared splatter her with the soapy water in the bucket.

I want to do that again! Olivia exclaimed.

Go for it! Kellie replied.

Jared filled his bucket with water, and Olivia assumed the position again to welcome another five gallons of water in her face. Then she turned around and stuck her butt out at Jared, daring him and got splattered again in return.

Hey! I know one! Jared said.

Well don't just stand there, Big Boy! Let me have it! Olivia shot back. Now she was even using some of my material!

Jared filled the bucket and came up beside her. He dumped it over her head and then dropped the bucket over it. Kellie could barely hold the camera steady for laughing so hard as she tried to take the picture of Olivia standing there drenched with the bucket over her head. Her fists were on her hips with her bouquet hanging out of her right hand.

How fearless do you feel? Kellie asked.

Hit me with your best shot, Olivia replied.

How about some 'make out in the sand' poses?

You got it! Olivia said, grabbed Jared by the hand and took off for the pond again.

At first she just had them lie there on their sides and kiss, but Olivia suddenly flopped on her back and pulled Jared over on top of her. She dropped her head in the sand, oblivious to the fact that it was sticking to her hair.

You are fearless! Kellie exclaimed as she kept shooting. Olivia's dress was nearly covered in sand now. May as well get it completely sandy.

She had Jared get up and had Olivia roll over on her stomach, thus completing her coating of sand. How do you feel about more in your hair? Kellie asked.

Olivia just grinned and rose up on her knees. She put her head down and shoved the top of it into the sand, scooping handfuls onto her head while we all just stood there and lost it. Olivia was destined to be a trash the dress legend before it was over.

Is that enough? she asked with it pouring out of her hair.

Kellie could hardly stop laughing long enough to say, Yes. I was her tutor and even I was shocked at what a good sport she was being. Once Olivia was out of her shell, it was clear that Beth, Debbie and I had found another kindred spirit. I kept wondering what had made her bottle this up for so long.

Damn, Darcie! Jared said. You've created a monster.

I'd ask her again about going ahead and trashing her dress completely if I were you, I replied quietly, assuming that it survives today to make it to the cleaners.

Kellie got right down in the sand with her and had Olivia prop her chin on her hands and look sexy. These will probably look best in black and white, she commented. She also had Olivia roll over on her side with her arms stretched over her head with her eyes closed. I'd love to do a shot like this on a real beach by the ocean, Kellie said. You don't happen to have one of those around?

Fresh out, Jim quipped.

Kellie had Olivia lie down with her head and torso up on the beach and the rest of her dangling in the water. Get over here, groom! she commanded. Of course Jared's job was to kneel down in the water next to her and pull her up into one of those romance novel cover kisses. It didn't take too much prodding.

Kellie and Olivia walked off into the lake to rinse the sand off. Well, the outside at least I have it down my bra! Olivia cracked.

Amazingly, her dress was still white when she waded out of the pond sand free. We turned the hose on Olivia, Jared and Kellie and let Liv spray herself down her bra to get the rest of the sand out. We didn't make Olivia walk all the way back to the waterfall. Jim and I got in the Blazer's front seat. Jared, Olivia and Kellie got in the back seat and everyone else piled into the back end. It was a tight squeeze, but it was a short drive. We got back to where the creek forded the stream and hiked upstream to the falls. It was a comical sight. Olivia had her dress hitched up and we were all trying to help her through the stream with it. It didn't always work and we kept ending up falling into the creek and Olivia kept flashing her red panties with little white hearts.

To hell with it! she finally said, stopping in the middle of the stream. You've seen my panties enough. What's it going to hurt to see the rest? She unzipped the dress and pulled it over her head to give us all a good look at her bare flesh covered only in the red panties and a bronze strapless bra.

No pictures! she said comically waving her finger at Kellie who was busy having a laughing fit. I had indeed created a monster!

Well carrying that dress through the stream was only slightly less difficult than wearing it, but we eventually managed to make it to the waterfall. Olivia got dressed again and she and Jared jumped into the little pool at the base. Kellie took pictures of them splashing each other and holding each other for a passionate kiss. She had Jared recline against one of the rocks and Olivia laid her head in his lap with both of their bottom halves trailing off into the water. Then they both got under the falls. It had been rainy so there was a lot of water coming down. Lucky Olivia's dress was strapless because it filled up with water in front and if not for the straps, she would have had a wardrobe malfunction. She and Jared kissed under the falls, and she recreated the shot from below with Olivia's head in Jared's lap under the falls. (I didn't tell anyone what Jim and I like to do under the falls. That's for us to know and them to hopefully never find out!)

I want one more picture while we're here, Kellie said. Your hair looks long enough. Do you know how to do a 'hair flip'?

Do I ever! Olivia replied. She jumped down off the rocks in front of the falls and splashed down into the pool in waist deep water.

Now getting a true hair flip wasn't always easy. I never asked how many times they tried at the beach in her Facebook pictures, but in my experience, it takes several attempts. Either your hair doesn't fan out correctly or the picture isn't timed right. Today was no exception, but Olivia was beyond just being good sport about it. She was turning into an honest to goodness fish! Kellie would say she wanted to do another and Liv would dunk her head right back in and like everything else Kellie had put her through that day, Olivia was having an absolute ball.

Well Kelly finally decided that she had enough waterfall shots. Olivia stripped down to her bra and panties again for the trip out, but would not leave without climbing back up under the falls and insisting Kellie take one more of her. And she was the one who said, No pictures! earlier!

That one is strictly for Jared! she insisted.

It was early evening when we got back to the house. Our dock is on the east side of the pond and the late sun was setting directly across from it.

My God! The light is perfect for a silhouette! Kellie exclaimed. Liv, you don't mind going in the pond one more time, do you?

Hell! she exclaimed, It's a little late to say 'No' now! Besides this is the most fun I've had in years!

We've got to hurry then, Kellie urged. Get down to the end of the dock!

She quickly swapped filters on her camera for one that would put them both in silhouette and gave them instructions. She stood on the bank and shot them from an angle. Olivia stood with her back to the water familiar position; I know. Jared took her in his arms and they shared a long passionate kiss. Then they broke their embrace and Jared gave her a shove. Because of the angle that Kellie was shooting from to silhouette them against the setting sun, Olivia fell differently. She threw her arms out above her head at an angle and spread her legs apart to make herself big and to fan out the bottom of her dress in order to block as much of the light behind her as possible. She had her bouquet in one hand over her head and let it fly. Olivia hit the water with a huge splash and she and her bedraggled wedding gown disappeared beneath it for what had to be the twentieth time today. Jared canonballed right in behind her and they swam to the ladder and climbed out.

They walked back up the dock dripping all the way, when Olivia suddenly turned and yanked Jared with her. Cannonball! she screamed and the two of them went running back down the dock to plunge in one more time.

I didn't know you were going to do that! Kellie said when they sloshed back down the dock again. I didn't get it.

That one was just for fun so my sweetie would know I really loved doing this, Olivia said, staring lovingly into Jared's face with a gaze usually reserved for newlyweds, not someone married for a couple of years. Someone was DEFINITELY getting lucky tonight.

Only I still wish you'd just trashed your gown beyond recognition, Jared quipped, not really being serious.

Okay, if it will make you happy, sweetheart, she said with the sliest grin I'd ever seen on a woman, and I've given Jim some sly ones!

I'd seen the look on Jared's face one other time. He and Robert both had the same expression when we were fooling around in that muddy hole in the road to the quarry and Iwell; go read Darcie's Messy Rebound. I'm not going into that again!

They all did a double take, well except for me. I'd been noticing the change in her, although I thought it would take a little more coaxing. I just smiled at my prot

When Jared could speak, he said, But Liv, our session is over and we can't afford to pay for another one just yet.

That's no problem, Kellie chimed in. That's something you'd want primarily on video anyway. Darcie, Beth and Debbie and the guys can film it as a promotion for our new trash the dress skit video business and I'll throw in the photography for free if you'll let me show clips on my web site to promote it.

Kellie had been after us for months to go into this business with her. She insisted that there was a demand from women who wanted to do something more than a simple photo shoot. They wanted a story to go along with it. How could we say no now? Beth, Debbie and I all looked back and forth at each other and eventually we all nodded our heads.

Jim had been in favor of the idea, especially since he, Robert and Steven would be involved as crew and get to mess up pretty women and film it, but my hubby was not one to rush headlong into things on the spur of the moment. Hey, we'd need to write up a business plan and everything, he said.

Don't worry about it, Kellie replied. Let's just get this video made for them. You guys already have all of the equipment you need. We'll iron out the details afterwards.

We all looked back at Jim. He pondered the suggestion and said, Far be it from me to stop a lady who wants to ruin her wedding gown. I'm in.

Well what are you going to do to me? Olivia asked with a giggle. I could tell her pulse and breathing were up from where I was standing. What a conversion from the tight you-know-what lady I met at my wedding!

Darcie's an expert at writing these things fast and making them really funny, Debbie said.

The wheels were already turning in my head about a jilted lover who disrupts the wedding reception. I can think about it and send you an outline before I write the whole script. That way if you don't like something or want something else I can change it.

Oh, I added, do you just want to trash your dress or can we totally trash the bride too?

Olivia looked at Jared again with that same loving, I'd do anything for you expression we'd seen a few moments earlier. What do you think, sweetheart? Do you want to see them throw everything they've got at me?

Jared snickered and bowed his head with a shake. I think he was having trouble grasping the change in Olivia and understanding just how much happier he was going to be from now on.

Olivia turned her head to face me and said, Show me no mercy! She looked back at Jared who was grinning ear to ear at her. They both looked so cute, Jared in his wet shirt and slacks and Olivia in her drenched wedding dress complete with her wet hair plastered to her head and down her back, the mascara streaks running down her face and her raccoon eyes from wearing makeup in the water all afternoon. Kellie saw it too and snapped one more picture of the two of them looking at each other like they were just falling in love.

Remember, you asked for it, Jared said before another impassioned kiss.

Well if you're going to wear that dress again, you're going to need to get it in a cold soak with some Woolite, Kellie said. It doesn't look too bad and I know a dry cleaner here in town that will get it back to nearly new condition.

I'll get it over there on Monday, I offered.

Great! Olivia said. This thing weighs a ton! She turned her back to Jared and said, Unzip me!

Jared started to laugh and we all joined in. Oh hell! Olivia exclaimed. You've all seen my underwear already! What's the difference?

Jared said, What the hell? and unzipped Olivia's dress. She let it fall to the ground and grabbed Jared's wrecked dress shirt. Get out of that! she commanded and tore it open sending buttons all over the yard. And out of those shoes! she added as she kicked her own sandals off.

What are you doing? Debbie asked.

I had to tread water in that damn thing all day, Olivia replied. I want us to have some fun in the water without worrying about drowning. You don't mind; do you, Darcie, Jim?

I don't mind at all, Jim replied, staring at Olivia. I don't think any of the guys minded getting another look at her in those wet red panties and bronze strapless bra. Jared looked like he didn't mind them staring either. He knew she was doing this for him and him only.

Knock yourselves out, I added, but remember my parents will be bringing our kids home soon.

Race you to the raft! Olivia said.

Wait, this isn't fair, Jared complained. These slacks will slow me down!

Well get them off too! she demanded and was already playing with his belt. Jared dropped his pants and stepped out of them left only in a pair of gray boxer briefs.

Now we can race, he said, and against our laughs and whistles the two of them shot down the dock and dived in to race for the raft. I didn't see who won because we picked up their clothes and everyone else headed up to the house. A loud female Wheeee! got my attention and I looked back to see them coming down the slide together and hitting the water with a big splash.

I swear, Mrs. Sutton, you are contagious, Jim said, slipping his arm around me.

Nothing she didn't already have inside her, I replied.

I put Olivia's dress in cold water in the bathtub and then looked at the text on my phone. I stuck my head out to share the good news that the girls would be getting home late since Mom and Dad took them out to dinner and the movies after Hurricane Harbor.

There are towels in the cabinet on the patio and the back door will be unlocked, I added. You two have fun for as long as you like!

You mean like this? Jared called back. They were both on the raft and he swept her up and tossed her in. Olivia shrieked at just that pitch and decibel a woman emits when she is being picked on and loving every second of it. I know that tone well since it comes out of my mouth so much.

The two of them finally came in about two hours later and laughing, giggling and shrieking ran down the steps to their dressing room in the basement. Everyone else was gone by now. After they had changed clothes, we said goodnight and I reassured Olivia that the dress would be at the cleaners first thing Monday.

Olivia gave me a big hug and kissed me on the cheek. Thank you so much for helping me, she said.

I don't think I helped you as much as I just gave you a nudge, I replied.

Jared and Olivia headed for their hotel and my parents dropped the girls off about ten minutes later. All day at Hurricane Harbor and then a movie had totally wiped the three of them out because they headed straight for baths and bed. Not even a hint about wanting to stay up late on this still-warm evening to play in the pond.

Well that gave Jim and me some free time. Jim was watching TV in just a pair of walking shorts and I was wearing a long t-shirt braless over some running shorts commando. I went to the bedroom and slipped into something less comfortable. It was a matching lingerie set. It began with a red lace camisole. The lace was sheer enough to give just a hint of my nipples beneath it. It was cropped high above my belly button and v-necked at the top so my boobs were slung nicely in it. The bottoms were a red lace thong and over that was a matching garter belt that was wide enough to mock a hip hugger low-rise micro-mini-skirt if the lace hadn't been so sheer. The straps attached to red nylon stockings with lace tops that matched everything else. I'm sure that some women might actually wear it out clubbing. With enough liquid courage, I might even do it on a dare!

I sauntered into the living room and asked in a sultry voice, Anything you'd like to do to me in this?

Now I knew my husband well and while I knew he'd eventually get around to what a man is supposed to do to a woman dressed like that, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that he'd take a detour first. He didn't disappoint me. Yeah, he said and turned off the TV. He walked up to me as I still leaned sexily against the doorway and said, Those guys cut way into our swim time today! and swept me up over his shoulder in a fireman's carry and started for the door.

I kicked off the black stilettos I was wearing; no sense wasting them. I waited until we were out of the house and onto the covered back patio to start to resist and scream. I didn't want to wake the girls. I grabbed the patio door and yelled, NO! NO! make it look good and then let go and shrieked all the way down the dock until Jim leapt off the end and we both splashed into the water. We surfaced sputtering and laughing and made for the raft.

I let Jim get there first and climb up so he could behold my wet red lace in all of its glory in the full moon light when I climbed up the ladder. The wet lace was luxurious on my body. Ladies, lingerie is the second best swimsuit next to your clothes and the first best to turn on a man. Jim immediately took me in his arms and kissed me while I allowed his hands to slide down my back and caress my ass through the wet lace of the garter belt. If I weren't already soaking wet, my crotch would have been drenched anyway!

I slid my hands to Jim's waist and fumbled with his shorts' button. What are you up to? he asked.

I stepped back and spread out my arms out to indicate my wet lingerie and said, Well this isn't fair! You made me go swimming in my smokin' hot undies!

You've got a point, he replied, undid his shorts and let them drop onto the raft. That left him in a pair of blue knit boxers that clung to his ass and his package up front the next time he came out of the water. Those knit boxers wouldn't strike you as sexy but ladies, they are the guys' equivalent of a wet t-shirt!

We played on the slide, jumped and dived in and shoved each other in. Okay, mostly Jim shoved me in. We were sitting on the side and I had my stockings dangling in the water. I forgot to mention how those red nylons reflected the moon light when they were soaked. Anyway, I turned to Jim and asked, Isn't there anything else you can think of to do to me when I'm dressed like a total slut other than throw me in the pond?

Of course there is! he replied. He grabbed the bottom of my camisole top and slid it up. I put my arms up to assist. It came over my head and I caught his arm just before he flung it out into the water.

No! Please! This is brand new, I begged. He chuckled and dropped the top on the raft. Now one of his things is to strip me out here and toss my clothes in the water, especially when I'm just in my underwear to start. If it's a regular bra and panties, or lingerie we've ruined getting messy, I don't care. But I'd just bought this set. I wanted to get a little more use out of it before it ended up at the bottom of the pond. (I hope it never gets drained again with all of my underwear that's down there!)

Jim grabbed the air mattress that was stuffed under the slide and laid it out on the raft. I lay back on it and smiled at him in the moon light, the water beading up on my newly naked tits. Jim got down between my legs and unfastened the suspenders on my stockings. He reached up inside the garter belt and took hold of my thong. I raised my bottom up a little so it would come off easily for him and he slipped it down my legs, rubbing them all the way, until I flipped it off my foot onto the raft.

I know what you want, I purred. I opened my legs wide and said, Help yourself.

Jim's head slipped up between my legs and I gasped when his tongue made contact with my clit. I have to admit, watching Olivia drown the gown and have a ball doing it had kept me horny all afternoon. Jim picked up a rhythm quickly and got his whole face into it, nose, tongue and lips. He told me once (and made me laugh) that it was just like playing in the mud. Once you were down and engulfed in it, you didn't want to get out.

That was definitely the case tonight because he took me to orgasm once and instead of stopping and plunging his manhood into me, he just kept lapping the juices from my all-day-horny pussy like it was his last meal.

You're too good to me, I moaned out, submissive to the point that I was now tempted to throw all of my lingerie into the pond myself. I would have except that I was otherwise occupied.

Jim was kissing me down there now. Oh, how I love your pussy. I wish I could crawl up inside.

You guys out there wanting to get blown? Take a hint! Show your lady that kind of dedication and you'll guilt her into it if nothing else.

Oh! God! I am going to suck your cock so hard! I exclaimed when I felt my pussy clench up on his tongue and go over the edge for the second time. I lay there thrashing and that sexy Yankee bobbed right, left, up and down right with me! He was tongue-fucking me so deep that I was sure he was going to gag. I came down from it and he finally released me from that tongue.

Once more around the block? he asked with my juices smeared all over his face and dripping from his chin.

No way! I said back to him out of breath. I need to get my mouth around your cock before I pass out!

I rolled off the air mattress and Jim took my place propped up on his elbows. I pulled down on his underwear and he raised his bottom up like I did to help me out. I tossed them onto the raft and paused to play with his long toy that was staring me in the face. I slid down between his legs and ran my tongue down his shaft until I got to his sack and then I slipped my lips around it and caressed it with my tongue. (Yeah, I was that submissive and horny!)

Damn! You are a little Texas slut, aren't you? Jim exclaimed.

And don't you forget that I'm your Texas slut, I replied into his crotch. I turned my head sideways and put my lips around his cock long ways and slid up it dragging my tongue along it until I reached the business end. Then I straightened up and took him into my mouth. I've never been a deep throat, but I didn't want to just play with my tongue after the eating I'd just received. I bobbed up and down on him as far as I could stand, running my tongue along one side of his shaft, the roof of my mouth along the other and mouth fucking him with my wet lips.

He was watching me do this with the biggest, I can't believe this is happening, grin on his face I'd ever seen. So every ten times or so when I would come up his shaft, I'd pause and make eye contact with him. I'd roll my lips all around the head of his cock like I was savoring the taste of him in my mouth. Hey, he enjoys burying his face in my pussy and I enjoy his cock in my mouth. It's symbiotic.

He laid his hands on both sides of my head and began guiding me how fast and how far he wanted it. I was feeling excessively submissive after his thorough tongue-fucking so if he wanted to drive, I was more than happy to let him. Every few strokes he made me stretch my comfort zone a little more, testing what I could take and what I'd let him get away with. I had started out just going down his shaft about halfway. He was pushing me to take two-thirds and then three quarters of it. Suppressing the gag reflex got a little easier each time his cock went into the back of my mouth.

Want to try taking all of it? he asked quietly and with labored breath as I was taking a little break rolling my mouth over the head of his cock.

I didn't even hesitate. Mm, hm, I moaned, looking him in the eye and nodding while licking the head of his dick lick a Tootsie Pop.

I prepared myself and went back to work. I slid down it half-way several times, and then pushed it to two thirds again and finally three quarters. Then I went for it! I tried to go down a little further each time. A couple of times I had to stop at the same spot to get used to the sensation before pressing further downward, but before I knew it, I was there! I was burying my nose into his hair patch each time my lips reached the beginning of his cock while I felt the business end of it raking my throat! I may be hoarse in the morning, but I was deep throating my husband for the first time! I felt like such a slut! Juices dripped from my rapidly closing pussy and I thrust my right hand up under the soaking wet garter and started to play with myself. Take that, high maintenance women! While you're running men down, we're swallowing their cocks whole!

Darcie, here it comes, he whispered with very labored breathing. I was about to come myself. I'd wanted to hold off until he was done so I could get him to bury his face in me one more time, but I was all the way down on him when he first jerked and started shooting out his wad. I wasn't expecting the high I got when his warm wad shot right into the back of my throat and I started to come too. I pulled back and let him finish while I finished off myself. It was only now that I realized that had we not been swimming, we would have been soaked in sweat anyway.

Usually, I would back off of him and swallow, but I was so exhausted from this encounter that I came up off of him with my mouth hanging open and his wad drooling inside. I caught myself when I saw him chuckling at the sight of me and closed my mouth to give him my characteristic exaggerated swallow.

Then he did something that he never did immediately after. He pulled me up into his face and French kissed me. He was smearing my own juices that were all over his face all over mine and I know that some of him was still in my mouth, but neither one of us cared.

We laid our heads down facing each other on the air mattress. With my face as glazed as his was, I said, Jim Sutton, you sure know how to show a girl a good time.

I'm not sure, but I think we fell asleep out there holding each other for a little while. It was a warm night, but Jim finally shook me and said we needed to head in. I grabbed my thong and camisole and slid them over my left arm up to the shoulder. I didn't see any reason to put them on. Jim put his underwear back on and held his shorts and we climbed the slide to splash down before we swam for our dock.

Well, was that steamy enough for you? I got so worked up just watching Olivia soak her wedding gown over and over that something like this was bound to happen. Well be sure and find out what happens in Part 3 of my little trilogy: Olivia's One of Us.