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“What? We can’t wait that long.” Actually I had no idea how far away that was. I glanced down at the Save the Date Chastity had slapped on my desk. The end of March? That seemed rushed. But also really far away if I had to wait.
“I’m sorry,” said Chastity. “But it’s the only way. I hate Mr. Frost just as much as Ash does. But the slippy little thing entrapped me. She asked me to be her maid of honor.” Chastity sighed. “So now I have to abide by all the Single Girl Rules. I can’t blatantly ruin her engagement...”
“What? That’s the whole reason we’re brainstorming.”
“Shush. I know. You didn’t let me finish. I can’t blatantly ruin her engagement. But I can be the best maid of honor ever!”
“I’m so confused,” said Nigel.
“You’re always confused.”
I was confused too. “Chastity, what are the Single Girl Rules revolving around being a maid of honor?”
“Single Girl Rule #39: Being a maid of honor is the most sacred duty in a woman’s life. Single Girl Rule #40: At a bachelorette party, every girl is single again. Single Girl Rule #41: Any girl who doesn’t suck a cock at the bachelorette party is uninvited to the wedding. This includes the bride. No exceptions.”
Huh.
“So I’m going to throw the most amazing bachelorette party that’s ever been thrown. Because if Ash happens to be a giant whore at her bachelorette party, thus setting you free and making her realize that she’s made a horrible mistake…that’s not my fault. If anything I just performed my duties as maid of honor perfectly.”
I nodded. “That’s a pretty good idea. But you’re sure it has to wait that long?” I didn’t want to go any more months without Ash.
“I’m afraid so. Her cooch is closed for business until the bachelorette party.” She clapped, showing me how closed shewas talking. “Worst single girl ever.” She sighed. “But I’ve got this. I promise. I want this sham of an engagement to end just as badly as you. I’m #TeamTannash. Just give Destiny a list of any guys you want Ash to fuck, and she and I will set up the ultimate bachelorette party.”
“Done.”
“Wait,” said Nigel. “He could give me the list of guys, and I can help you plan it.”
Chastity shook her head. “I want Destiny’s help.”
“But...”
“A pure boy can’t plan a bachelorette party.”
Nigel looked devastated.
“Ah!” squealed Chastity. “This is gonna be so fun. I’m so excited to share tons of huge cocks with Ash. I love being a maid of honor.”
True Love - Chapter 16 – The Lusty Labyrinth
Friday – March 8, 2024
Ash
Mr. Frost was having his bachelor party tonight. Which meant I had to have my bachelorette party.Gah.Bachelorette parties meant Chastity was going to hire strippers. Even though she’d promised not to.
She kept trying to throw me at men for the past couple months. But I wasn’t going to cheat on Mr. Frost. I’d put too much effort into making this thing seem real. And I meana lotof effort. Every time he tried to mention our arrangement I had to drop to my knees and give him a blowjob to make him stop talking. I’d given him so many blowjobs at work. On his desk. In the bathroom. On the elevator. He couldn’t keep his little mouth shut. And now I had cockjaw. It was like lockjaw. But caused by all the cock in my mouth. Chastity had diagnosed me.
There was a knock on my door.
Tanner!I shook my head. I’d been very clear with him the last dozen times he’d shown up here that I didn’t want to see him anymore. I had to stay away. Ghazi was watching. And whenever Tanner was around, I tended to have wandering fingies.
Yet, every time there was a knock on my door or a sound in my closet, I went running hoping it was him. But it never was. Tanner was being a rather terrible stalker now. He should have been outside my apartment with binoculars. But alas, he was not. And he wasn’t at my door right now either. Neither were myfriends with a bunch of strippers. Instead it was a courier with a padded envelope.
I grabbed it and closed the door. I didn’t remember ordering anything. And I only ever used couriers to deliver last minute Save the Dates. I tore into the envelope and pulled out a binder.Ah my prenup is here!
I flipped through it and paused on a very surprising page. My eyes grew round. Mr. Frost was paying me a million dollars in case of a divorce?!Wow. Score!Sometimes we were so good at faking it that I was worried he was starting to believe it was real. Hence the cockjaw. Although I guess I mostly did that when he tried to say something alarming that Ghazi might hear.
But according to this agreement, Mr. Frost and I were definitely on the same page about this being fake. And I loved that he was going to give me a million bucks for my time. I felt like a common street whore. Well, more of high-end whore, I guess. How swell.
