Hazel
Ilook fucking hot as hell in my wedding dress. There, I said it. I don’t care if it sounds conceited, but I look good enough for two men.
My private changing room smells like roses, making my head swirl as much as the complimentary champagne.
I can’t stop looking at myself in the full-length decorative mirror. The halter top of the dress pushes up my tits, and I make a point to pick a form-fitting design around the waist and ass. I want to show this hot body off while I still have it!
The dress flows out in a classy way at the bottom, resulting in a small train. My hair sits on my head in an impressively complex updo complete with braids and curls. I wear understated, simple makeup that shows off my smile- nothing too heavy.
I feel sexy, elegant, confident, and loved. I hope both Dylan and Andrew like my look.
A couple years ago, I never would have thought I’d be walking down the aisle to get married to one man, let alone two. However, a lot can change in a couple years.
We have such a great relationship together that I can’t even imagine being without either of them, and I know they feel the same way about me.
I know they both swoon over me more than each other. Their excellent relationship simply allows me to have both men I want. It doesn’t hurt that we all work together, keeping us on the same schedule and in sync regarding work-related topics.
I hear a knock on my door and turn around to see my father in a tuxedo. It melts my heart, considering I only ever see him in shorts and tee shirts (wearing socks with his sandals).
I’ve never really been that close to my father. I barely ever see him, but I still love the guts out of him. All I care about is that when I asked him to come to my wedding- he didn’t judge my choice in partners.
“Does my wedding dress look pretty, daddy?” I greet him.
“You know, I’ve always wondered how I created such a beautiful creature looking how I do. You can thank your mama for that. I can’t tell you how much I love that you look more and more like her every single day,” he tells me, starting to tear up a bit.
“Don’t cry. If I start crying, my natural makeup will take another half hour to put back on,” I plead with a giggle, rushing over to him with a tissue.
“I guess it’s time!” He declares.
“Are you happy about the marriage? Be honest,” I ask him.
“You must be kidding. I spent years waiting for this moment. It’s obvious that you have a slightly unconventional relationship, but you always favored the eccentric. I just want you to be happy, and I want both of those boys to know that I will kill them if they hurt you,” my dad answers.
“Thank you, daddy.”
“It does help that you three covered the cost of the wedding thanks to your new business ventures in the sky. Now, may I have the honor of escorting you to your grooms?”
I take a deep breath before locking my arm with his. This is it.
I feel all eyes on me when the grand French doors open, introducing me to the guests. In my mind, many of them whisper about our throuple relationship, mocking it, but I don’t care what anyone says.
I can’t make out any faces in the crowd- I only see Dylan and Andrew at the other end of the aisle waiting for me. My dad walks with me down the aisle, waving at his friends and distant family members in the crowd that I invited out of politeness.
When we reach the altar, he gives me a kiss on the cheek and places my hand in the middle of Dylan and Andrew. They put their hands on top of mine.
The female officiant beams at the sight of our union.
“I’m proud to bring this family unit together legally and spiritually today in front of God and all friends and family. We don’t always plan love, but we need to make the most of it when we find it. Hazel, Dylan, and Andrew find themselves partners in business, partners in life, and partners in love. May we all support them as they create a beautiful and successful life,” she read from her notes.
“Can I kiss my grooms now?” I ask excitedly.
“Not quite yet. Hazel, do you take Dylan and Andrew to be your lawfully wedded husbands?”
“I do.”
“Dylan, do you promise to make Andrew and Hazel your family and first priority from here on out until the day you die?”
“I do.”