Monday
I got up early and went running for three miles. I came back and jumped in the mud pit for a while. I got out and cleaned myself up and had some coffee. I thought about the times when Stacey will join me in the mud pit after we come back from running and whenever we want to. What I really wanted was to trash her with pies and have big, big pie fights between us. I would wear whatever she wanted me to wear. I got dressed and then went over to Sam's Club, Target, and other stores and started stocking up on chocolate syrup, chocolate and vanilla pudding and cool whip. I also started buying pie shells. Fortunately I had the freezer to put the cool whip in. I got through putting everything up when Stacey called me. "Hello baby!"

Hey doll! Are you ready for me to join you for lunch?

Uh-huh! I cannot wait to see you! What have you been doing today?

Well, I went running and then had a mud bath. Got cleaned up and then I went shopping for some things for us when after we get married.

What kind of things?

Some different substances if you are uh, willing to uh, be adventurous with me. I heard her smile then she said, How adventurous?

I will come right out and say it. Stacey, I want us to have pie fights and do some oil and mud wrestling after we get married and get wet every chance we can.

She was silent for a few seconds and then said, We already settled on the mud wrestling but now its pie fights? Just how trashed do you want to get?

Very trashed! But, uh, I believe you're kinda chicken to do that sort of thing, I said, egging her on.

Oh really, well why don't we talk about over lunch, Mister?

We will, Missy! And speaking of chicken, do you want to go to Chik-Fil-A for lunch?

Sure, there's one right down the road from the school. I will meet you there shortly.

Okay, love you!

Okay Mr. Pie trashing man. I love you too, she said laughing.

I was half on my way to the restaurant while we were talking. I pulled up right beside her as she was getting out of her truck. Well, hello dear! she said.

Mornin' honey!

What, no pies, she said laughing.

Not yet baby, not yet. Just wait until after we get married, then you are going down, missy!

Oh, I don't think so, mister. We, jokingly glared at each other, then she kissed me and smiled at me. We held hands walking in and standing at the counter placing our order. She went to find us a seat in the back so we could talk about the pie fights we wanted have. I am so glad this girl is all for having pie-trashing sessions with me. I brought our lunch back to the table where she was and then prayed and ate. While we were eating I asked, So, have you ever been pie-trashed?

Once, but it was at camp one summer and that was by my best friend. We were on opposite teams and the losing team for the week got pies in their faces. My team lost and she plastered me with three banana cream pies in my face. Girls had to put the pies in other girl's faces and the boys had to do that to the boys. Personally, I never laughed so hard in my life. I had banana pudding, crusts and whip cream all over my face. I, uh, was getting kind of turned on by it, though. The next year my team won and her team lost so it was my turn to smash pies in her face. We also had mud-volleyball tournaments and I love how the mud felt on me. I know I asked what it was like but I meant that kinda mud. The mud in the volleyball court would have debris in it. How about you? How did you get on this little pie'ing binge?

Well, I saw the movie Stripes and they had a female mud wrestling scene in it. I was the typical red-blooded American teen-age boy whose hormones were out of control. I was in a boarding school and had a room to myself when I entered high school so when I was done studying I would get bored easily and just shower with my clothes on because I liked how it felt. I also started looking at different websites that featured wetlook/messy sites. I graduated from the boarding school and then went straight to college and took my fetish with me. When I was in college there were times when I used shaving cream on myself because I had no wife to do that to me. She looked at me like she knew what I was talking about.
I continued, I kept looking at those websites and then I finally joined two of them. I just started looking at the pie sites and my curiosity kicked in. I bought a lot of pies and did self pieing for a while. I dated in college and tried to share my fetish with girls but they were not interested in getting messy.

Stacey sat there processing it all in. Drew, my mother caught me as well looking at WAM on the internet and she really lit into me. She did not yell at me or anything, she told me never to go there again. Ever since that time at camp I have wanted someone, hopefully my husband to do those very things to me that I saw.

I have wanted someone, namely my wife to do those things to me as well. We smiled at each other and then laid her pretty little head on my shoulder and sipped her tea. I said, By the way, have you ever been in a dunk tank?

No, why?

I thought I might rent one some time for us.

Drew, that would be so awesome! When would you rent one?

Sometime next month. We ate some more and then I asked, Stace, did you think I would be into getting wet and messy like this?

Believe it or not, I was hoping you would be. I think it makes marriage that more interesting, but I will not do anything in public. That should be private and maybe between friends.

Yeah, I agree. We finished eating and sat and talked longer until she had to go.

We walked out and then I said, Stace, I love you very much. I must tell you that I prayed that I would meet a girl who would be interested in WAM. I'm glad that I opened up about this to you. I didn't want you to think I was some wierdy

I love you too, Drew, and I prayed that I would meet a man who was into WAM also. I don't think that at all! Matter of fact I am thrilled to know that we are same page with this! She kissed me and then I opened her truck door and she climbed in and then she rolled down her window.

She leaned out and said, I want to so, trash you after we are married. I want to do everything you want us to do and wear whatever you want me to wear.

Thanks Stacey, I am so glad you feel that way. We kissed again and then she pulled out and said, I'll call you after I get off work tonight, okay babe?

I will be looking forward to it, doll! She waved her little slender fingers at me and then drove off.