The Wetgalfan Chronicles: Chapter 31
A Wild Wedding Part 7

We unlocked the door to the chapel room and stepped back out into the insanity of the reception. Families had taken over the pudding pool. Little kids in their underwear were jumping off the tables and disappearing into the chocolate glop. Their moms, many of whom hadn't been anywhere near the pudding wrestling, let alone stripping to their skivvies were stripped to their bras an panties with their clothes nowhere in site in the pudding playing with their little ones and supervising the jumping from the tables.

Their number included Jeremiah and Jewel, Jeff Jr's grandkids and our ring bearer and flower girl who had found the deep mud hole at my house the night before, and their mothers. Both kids were topless. Crystal, Jeremiah's mother, was sitting on the edge of the table, kicking pudding at Susan, Jeff Jr's daughter and Jewel's mom. Both of them were in mismatched bras and panties and covered head-to-toe in chocolate pudding. Crystal waved to Lisa and me and we went over.

Every time we let our kids get around you, they find some way to make themselves a total mess! she said. This is two days in a row!

You don't have any room to talk yourself, Lisa teased.

They insisted we play with them, Crystal replied, fluffing out her pudding-slicked hair. We tried to stay as clean as possible, but that didn't last. We figured we may as well have fun if we have to be in here with them.

Well just to warn you when you come out to our house, I said, I think Lisa wants one of these.

My goofball gave me a playful slap on the arm.

Mommy! Jeremiah yelled, Dive in again!

Crystal waved to him on the other side of the pudding pool. Time to act like an idiot again. See ya! she said and put her arms up over her head and her hands together.

You're just fitting in, Lisa said as Crystal rolled forward off the table the disappeared under the pudding eliciting a loud case of the giggles from her little boy.

Wanna rinse off in the pool? I asked.

Let's do, Lisa replied and wrung glop out of her hair.

Margie stepped up to take pictures of the kids and their moms playing in the pudding. Brenda and Jen were with her. Darn, Margie remarked sarcastically, looks like I won't be able to wrestle you in there!

It will still be there when everyone else leaves, Brenda replied. We have plenty of time, she added with a wicked grin.

Yeah, doing it with no one else around might be more fun! Jen said.

What did that mean? I asked when we turned and headed toward the real swimming pool.

I'm not sure I want to know, Lisa said and added with a smirk, There've been rumors!

We had to laugh when we walked outside. People were having the best time swimming and playing in the cloudy water that got a little cloudier each time someone new jumped in. The sun was going down, but it was still a warm, humid evening. I swept Lisa up into my arms and stepped off the edge of the deck and we contributed a healthy amount to the cloud in the water.

I loath bathing suits and swim trunks. I love swimming in clothes and skinny dipping is fun when you're just with someone you love or an intimate little group. However, there is something different about swimming in your underwear, especially when you're with a bunch of other people doing it. You get to feel a little naughty, even though you're still covered upunless you're dressed like Lisa, Connie and a few other ladies who didn't care who saw what their thong panties didn't cover. Then again, Lisa's outfit wasn't covering up much of anything when it was all wet!

Lisa wrapped her arms around me and as kids and adults alike splashed around us, we kissed and gazed into each other's eyes. Then we decided it was time to have fun. We came down the water slide together a few times. Then we showed off our tandem diving talent some more from the one meter boards. I am so glad we got both a photographer and a videographer. I have so many favorite parts of our video, but one I like to watch over and over is the two of us, me in my Crazy Boxers and Lisa in her bridal bralette, sheer skirt and thong, which were now permanently stained chocolate milk brown, doing tandem flips off the diving boards.

Knowing that I am not comfortable with heights, Lisa, Connie and Lori said they wanted me to go off the ten meter platform with them. We're not diving. You just have to jump, Lisa urged. We're going to do it either way!

What about the other guys? I asked.

Too chicken, Connie replied. C'mon! Lori and I will let you grab our tits again!

Oh no you won't! Lisa shot back. She tried to sound threatening, but her voice cracked from laughter. He can give each of us a Head Banger from the one meter boards.

I thought for a second. Three meter, I bargained.

Fine! Lisa shot back.

Now if I had gone up there by myself, I may have still been up there getting my nerve up to jump. Going up with someone else made it a little easier, plus knowing that of the four of us, only Lori had actually done this. It was probably a once in a lifetime thing to get to jump off there with three pretty ladies in their underwear. Then again, it was Lisa, Connie and Lori. It was a very good chance this same set of circumstances could repeat!

We held hands and counted to three and ran off the end like maniacs. I was scared s-less all the way but I survived. So did my sweetheart. Then I got my compensation and jumped off the three meter board with each of them hanging upside down from my shoulders.

Freddy redirected his sound system out doors and cranked up the music. People grabbed Lisa and me and threw us onto their shoulders and crowd surfed us halfway across the pool and unceremoniously dumped us in. We jumped into the last spot and helped dump Connie and Brett in. Then Lori and Terry came surfing along, followed by Kris and Jeff. We just made our way around the pool like that with the first couple getting picked up and crowd surfed to the end where they got thrown in and got back in line there. We did that for a while and then paired up for Chicken Fights. My little goofball fell off my shoulders more times than I can count, but she gave as good as she got.

This thing stopped resembling your typical wedding reception a long time ago, but Freddy still brought along the typical wedding reception music. When he fired up The Chicken Dance, people in their underwear started jumping in the pool right and left to join the circle. A quick count told me that either everyone had finally stripped down and joined in the undie fun or those too afraid to went home. (If you're at a party that turns into an underwear party and you don't strip, who is the weird one?) I hadn't seen Kay for a while either, but you couldn't see the bar from the swimming pool, so I wasn't sure if she left or not.

We had a blast out there. It was night by then, but it was still pretty warm and the lights were on in the pool and above it. We did The Hokey Pokey, and we must have set some record for the number of people doing it in their underwear in a swimming pool. Then we did the Cha-Cha Slide. Sure, we were the biggest collection of goofy dorks you've every seen in your life, but we were having fun.

Well, I've never seen it done in a pool, and definitely not in their underwear, Freddy began, but here is a nice one for the bride and groom to share their first dance as husband and wife.

Technically, that was The Chicken Dance, but we got what he meant. I held Lisa close to me and everyone gathered along the edge of the pool, leaving us all alone in the center. Freddy played Ed Sheeran's Perfect, which while it's still new, I think is one of the greatest wedding songs ever written.

We talked while we danced. Lisa, I know we planned to have a crazy reception, but did you think it was going to get this wild? I asked.

No, it's why I didn't bring anything else to wear to the motel, she replied. We were leaving on our real honeymoon the next day, but Lori insisted was spend our first night together there. Lisa did own a third of it. I knew my dress was going to get wrecked, but I didn't know it was going to end up ripped off and thrown away.

You gave me the choice, remember? I teased.

I know, she said grinning sheepishly at me.

Starting to regret that? I asked.

No way! she replied. I've loved every second of everything we did. I'd do it all again and throw in even more crazy stuff!

What was your favorite part?

The wrestling match and having to stand on my head over and over and letting you spank me!

You're kidding!

Nope! Lisa insisted. I told you watching Mom do it got me excited. You learned a long ago that we Rueter women have a real submissive streak. You were the only man ever in my life who appreciated it. I'd forgotten exactly how deep it went until tonight when I was standing on my head under three feet of chocolate pudding and letting you spank me in front of everybody! You don't know much I wanted you to just fuck me or let me suck your dick right then!

She paused, expecting me to say something, but all I could do was gasp and look at her dumbfounded. I began to wonder once again if it was all a dream. When I didn't say anything, she continued: I do know one thing.

What's that? I finally managed to ask.

We're getting a pool like that and a lifetime supply of chocolate pudding, Lisa replied. We're doing that again!

The wrestling or the spanking? I asked, my sense of humor asserting itself again.

Both! she replied, But you don't need to wait until we have the pudding pit to give me what I deserve if you think I've been a bad girl!

Wow! She just admitted that she liked spankings and left the door open for me to do it any time I wanted! I'm glad she did too. Not because I want to spank her all the time, not that I consider that an undesirable chore, but rather because she loved and trusted me enough to be open about her own fetish. I knew wet clothes would never be a problem because swimming in clothes was just something her family did. It took some courage, even though it was Lisa, to confess how deep my desire for WAM in our relationship went and it made me love her all the more because there was no judgement whatsoever. She just accepted it and gave herself over to it.

Well, you've still been acting wild, I said. I may just have to tan your little bottom again before the night is over.

Mmmm, she moaned. You know how to treat a girl!

We didn't do any of the other obligatory dances since this was a second marriage for both of us.

You want to head out? I asked. At least we're washed off a little.

Lead the way, she replied.

I went to Freddy's DJ booth and asked to make an announcement. He asked for everyone's attention. I want to thank everyone for coming, I began. This reception turned into something a lot wilder and rowdier than any of us could imagine.

A few guys yelled out redneck calls. I waited until it calmed down again. Thank you all for being such good sports and playing along. You helped turn this into a party that none of us will ever forget!

By show of hands, Lisa interrupted, pushing her way to the mic, if we threw a party like this one to dedicate our new house in a month or so, how many of you would be interested? Hands went up all over the room and outside in the pool. Guys hollered and gals shouted, Woo Hoo!

That settled that. I regained control of the mic and continued: Lisa and I are heading out, but every single one of you is welcome to stay and celebrate for as long as you like. Good night everyone!

People clapped and hollered. Lisa and I started to leave and we were rushed by a small mob consisting of Connie, Brett, Lori, Terry, Jen, Kris and Kris (Junior), Mark (Lisa's son), Elizabeth, Katherine and Allison. And just where to you think you're going? Connie challenged.

Uh, out to the car? I responded cautiously.

Connie folded her arms and slowly shook her head, No. The next thing we knew we were both being grabbed by our arms and legs and carried toward the pudding pit. Lisa was cackling. We were getting messy again!

I got tossed in head first, but when I came up, Lisa, Connie and Kris were coming over the side feet first to wade over to me.

Why didn't you get thrown in? I asked.

Because they want to give you another spanking and I decided if you can't beat 'em, join 'em! Lisa replied. Get him!

I dove for the other side, but somebody got hold of one of my feet and dragged me back to the center. Take a deep breath! Connie urged and the three of them started pulling me up by my feet. I figured I'd better take that deep breath because they had me. I was covered again anyway. May as well stand on my head and let them have their fun!

They did pull my feet up and set my head on the bottom of the pool. I held my breath and then I felt them do something else! Somebody pulled my boxer briefs down in the back! WHACK! That smarted! O.K, I did deserve it a little since Lisa and Connie had basically gotten bare butt spankings and had been running around with those same bare butts showing all evening. As I alluded to earlier, Lisa's outfit was lace and really sheer after swimming in it. I shouldn't complain that my ass was sticking out. At least they made sure the front stayed up. WHACK! That was a really good thing since that little submissive streak I had was showing up again and I was starting to get turned on. WHACK! I could feel that they were taking turns since the slaps were coming from different directions.

The slapped me at least ten more times and I was a good sport about it. Even though no one was holding me, I stayed on my head with my legs straight up and my feet together just like Lisa and Connie had every time we had planted them upside down like this.

They were continuing to enjoy punishing my bare bottom and it was starting to sting. I didn't care about that, but my breath was running out. I was just about to tap someone on the leg when all three of them smeared big piles of pudding all over my bare ass and pulled my underwear back up so that I had plenty inside as well as outside. I'd been relatively clean a few minutes ago, but since I was a mess again, I welcomed the feeling of boxer briefs full of pudding. I made it fun to walk! Finally, someone mercifully shoved my legs over to let me up.

I popped up as quickly as I could and got my breath. The ladies were sloshing for the side of the pool. Cowards! Weren't even giving me a chance to get even! I lunged in that direction and grabbed the only thing within reach. It was Kris's foot.

No-ho-ho! she screamed when I dragged her back over the side of the pool and wrapped my arms around her waist to pull her back to the center. Lisa and Connie were doubling over laughing. I wasn't sure what I was going to do with her though. I looked over at Jeff who was laughing as hard as anyone else.

She's all yours! he yelled to me.

Kris was still trying to get away, but not very hard. She put up enough resistance to make it look good as I swept her up and held her in front of me. I was covered head-to-toe in pudding again. She was chocolate from the waist down from wading in with Lisa and Connie. The rest of her was clean from swimming except her hair was a totally wrecked mop. Her white Playtex bra was stained brown and was a little on the transparent side after the pool.

The thing was, What do I do now? I was in a three-foot deep pudding pit with my new mother-in-law, (who had considered me family many years before now), and we were both in our underwear. I don't think Emily Post ever addressed this social situation.

You gonna dunk my head and spank me, Jim? Kris said with a teasing tone and an expression I remembered from years ago. It was the same one she looked at me with when we were all out there for our early morning swims, dressed much like we were at that moment. It was the crush Lisa told me Kris had on me. She liked that I found her attractive then and was a little amused at how I was always just a little uncomfortable about it.

Unless you'll get upset with me, or Jeff does, I replied.

Jim, you just heard him. Kris said. Look at him over there laughing at us. He's waiting for you to give me what's coming to me. You're family. You are officially now, but you've always been. Now go ahead!

You gonna dunk her or do I have to get in there and do it? Jeff yelled.

Kris flipped her eyebrows at me and snickered. I love this family! I flipped mine right back at her and lowered her head toward the pudding. She gave me a glance that seemed to suggest, Good choice, and obligingly raised her hands up over her head and put them together like she was doing a backward flip off a diving board. She took a deep breath and plunged her head under the chocolaty surface. I felt her hands touch the bottom and kept lowering her until she was standing on her head like earlier in the afternoon with Jen. Her chocolate covered feet and legs were tight together. She was going to take whatever I dished out like a trooper. I held her up with one arm around her thighs.

Go ahead! Pull 'em down! Lisa yelled. She was the one who did it to you!

Freddy was taking notice and getting involved. Way to throw your mom under the bus! he exclaimed.

I grabbed the waistband and looked a Jeff for the O.K. I got a laughing nod from him, so I carefully pulled the back of Kris's panties down (or is it up standing on her head) to her legs and exposed what was a very tight ass. What was the secret these women had? Were they all like Samantha on Bewitched, eternally young?

Kris shook a little. She was fighting a laughing fit. I hoped she could keep fighting. She'd drown if she started laughing. I gave her ass one hard slap. She comically kicked her legs where they were free below the knee.

Now is that any way to treat your mother-in law? Freddy asked.

It is around here! Brett shouted. Hey, why wasn't he in here? He was slapping Connie's bare ass! Spank her again! he yelled. I gave her ass another hard slap. She kicked her legs below the knee again even harder.

Go on! Let her have it! shouted Lisa's younger brother, Mike. His arm was around his wife, Sally, and they were waving Corona bottles in the air. Both of them were stripped. He was in gray boxer briefs with blue stripes and Sally was in very proper Bali bra and panties. They had once been white, but were stained from the pudding pit like so many other ladies. Her and Mike's underwear was also dripping wet and water dripped from her brown hair since they had also just come from all the dancing in the swimming pool.



Kris seemed to be holding her breath O.K, so I gave her about seven or eight more hard slaps on her ass. Her ass jiggled each time like woman's her age shouldn't be able to and she kicked her legs feverishly through all of it. However, she didn't once tap me on the leg for permission to get up. I figured I ought to let her though. I scooped up a big handful of pudding and mimed smearing it over her ass.

Yeah! Do it! someone shouted.

Wanting to please my audience, I did. Then I pulled her panties back up over the glop, patted it a couple of times for good measure and shoved her legs on over. Kris kept them straight and together until all of her had splattered down into the pudding and I shoved her feet the rest of the way under. She popped up and caught her breath with a great big grin on her face. She jumped to her feet and wrapped her arms around my neck from the side and kissed me on the cheek.

Welcome to the family, Jim, she whispered in my ear while everyone else, clapped cheered and whistled. Don't worry. It won't be the last spanking I ever get, she added and topped it off with, maybe not even the last one from you!

She still manages to embarrass me when she wants to. For those of you thinking Gross! please remember that when I first met her over thirty years ago, she looked then like she was supposed to be Lisa and Connie's older sister. She looks just a little older now than she should have looked then. If there is indeed another reality out there where she never married and had kids and I met her instead of Lisa and that whole younger man/cougar relationship developed, I would still be very happy.

Once the shock of hearing that passed, I looked up to see Lisa and Connie climbing one of the tables we'd left next to the pool after our wrestling match. They looked down at Kris and me and pouted out their lower lips.

What are you two doing? I asked.

We felt bad about leaving Mom alone to take her punishment, Lisa replied.

So we came back to take ours! Connie added.

They both stepped up to the edge and threw their arms out wide. Slowly, they leaned forward until gravity took over and let both of them fall into a messy face plant and splattered chocolate pudding everywhere, especially on Kris and me and everyone who was standing next to the edge of the pool.

Let's get 'em! Kris said.

I grabbed Lisa's feet and Kris grabbed Connie's and we stood both women on their heads in the glop. I slapped Lisa's round little bottom ten times and Kris punished Connie's the same way.

Wanna trade? I asked, getting the crowd to react with even more laughter.

Sure! Kris replied.

We shuffled around and Kris spanked Lisa and I spanked Connie. I figured after the photo session in the chapel that Brett wouldn't mind. We pushed our thirty-second breath hold time out closer to a minute, but neither my bride nor my kid sister complained. If you recall, they were both lifeguards when I met them, had grown up in the water and never gotten very far from it. We finally shoved them over and they came up. We all shared a hug and then posed in a line with our arms around each other for Margie's camera and anyone else who wanted a picture. Then Lisa took my hand and she started to lead me to the side.

Wait! Kris commanded. I want to do one more thing! I want to do that thing you guys did where you get dumped in upside down!

The 'Head Banger'? Lisa asked. Kris nodded. (I love this family. Have I ever mentioned that?)

Can we spank you? Connie added.

Kris smirked and rolled her eyes, and sounding like she was giving in to a small child who had asked to something outrageous, replied, I suppose.

All four of us climbed onto one of the tables. Kris lay on her back and I got down to pick her up.

You three have fun for as long as you want, Kris said. If I get tired under there, I'll let you know.

Lisa and Connie dove into the pudding and I picked Kris up with her knees bent over my shoulders so she was upside down.

Ready? I asked her when I stepped up to the edge of the table.

Dunk me! she replied.

I jumped off the table and we both splattered into the pudding just like I had those times with Lisa. Kris went right into a head stand. By the time I got my eyes cleared, Lisa and Connie had already gotten her ass turned to face the largest part of the crowd and we pulled the back of her panties down again.

We took turns spanking her with no complaints for nearly a minute. Then we let her fall over and get up.

We climbed out, but as we did, Margie climbed onto the table in wet bra and panties. (She had been taking pictures of the dancing in the pool and had given her camera to someone a couple of times to dive under and even ride the water slide.) She motioned for everyone's attention.

What could the announcement be?
Find out in Part 8!