2 comments/ 75320 views/ 4 favorites A Wedding Day Affair to Remember By: SexxxyCuriosity Aiyaka already knew she was in trouble. So as the angry, incessant pounding began on the other side of her dressing room door, she didn't even flinch. She'd sent her wedding party out and had locked herself in about two hours ago. She'd been ignoring the almost non-stop buzzing of her cell phone. The last time she checked, she'd had at least ten missed phone calls. So she simply pushed the button to power it off. The landline phone in her dressing room had rung a number of times too. So many times that she'd lost count. So she just unplugged it from the wall, after not bothering to answer a single call. She knew her family and wedding party had tried not to create a scene, so they hadn't spent too much time knocking on the door. Only one person was pissed enough to be doing that right at the moment. Now she was more than a little tipsy as she took yet another sip from one of the oversized flasks she'd brought in with her. She'd known she was going to need some liquid courage to endure this day. The bottom of her beautiful ornate sleeveless designer wedding gown splayed around her body like lovely pastel petals of a pretty spring flower as she sat comfortably in a pink cushioned high backed chair. She stared at her own reflection in the lighted vanity mirror as she heard her fiancée shouting now from the other side of the door. She laughed at herself out loud, seeing how drunk her reflection looked. She couldn't quite make out every single word her betrothed was saying since her head was beginning to feel like it had been dunked into a vat of toxic waste. However, she did clearly hear the pissed off tone in his voice and got that the general gist of his current monologue was something about her making him look like a complete asshole in front of some very important people. She glanced at an analogue clock hanging from the wall. It was exactly 6:30 pm, so she was now an hour and a half late for her own wedding. The would-be groom that she didn't quite have the courage to leave standing at the altar altogether was telling her to "get your ass out here right now got dammit!" Aiyaka sighed as she took another sip from the polished stainless steel flask. The truth was she hated Marcus. She never wanted to marry him in the first place. The only reason she'd accepted his proposal was because she was a good girl and had been complying with her parents' wishes and expectations. But what about her own expectations? Did anyone even give a shit that she'd be stuck with a bastard that treated her like dirt in private, but kept up appearances in public for the rest of her life? She shuddered at the thought of being stuck with the jerk still banging his fists on the other side of the door for an entire lifetime. She hadn't even slept with him yet. She'd rarely even kissed him or shown him any affection in the year or so that they'd been dating. In fact, one of the reasons she was putting off going down the aisle was that when it was all said and done, she'd be Mrs. Marcus Garver and she'd have to sleep with Mr. Marcus Garver. The thought made her gag as she swallowed another sip of mai tai and she thought she would vomit as she considered having to have sex with such a boorish, insensitive idiot. She had actually insisted that they wait to their wedding night to engage in any sexual activity because she'd hoped he would get impatient and leave her. Instead, he'd pushed their wedding date up so that they got married within three months instead of a year and a half as they had initially discussed. Her parents had been very pleased with the new date. In fact, they seemed to like the whole situation so much overall that she hadn't objected to the accelerated plans. Why? Why hadn't she gotten into her car and left this place or even called someone like a friend or her family's driver to come get her and take her away from here? She really wanted to leave, to run away from the mess and drama she knew was soon to ensue in her life as Mrs. Garver. Aiyaka felt trapped, lonely and isolated, even though all of her closest friends and family were just down the hall. None of them would understand why she despised Marcus though. On the outside he appeared to adore her. He was good looking, rich and seemed caring and attentive, buying her anything her heart desired. Yet that was just it. Like his cars, or anything else he owned, Marcus saw Aiyaka as being just another one of his possessions. Aiyaka knew Marcus didn't love her. She doubted very seriously that he even wanted her. Sure, she was beautiful and well-educated. So were plenty of other women who were also extremely eligible bachelorettes though. Aiyaka wasn't kidding herself at all in this situation. As a professional football player, she knew her soon-to-be husband could have any woman he wanted. So she had no illusions. She knew Marcus was after her primarily for business and monetary reasons as he was also a savvy business man and investor. After all, Aiyaka was heir to one of the biggest entertainment conglomerates in the world. Aiyaka's father had essentially done the same thing that Marcus was trying to do when he'd married her mother thirty years prior. Her father, Darryl Martin, was an African-American who'd built a big time music company and had become a major industry mogul. Ultimately, Darryl had expanded his empire overseas by marrying a very non-traditional Japanese movie and television executive named Ai Yakasuji. It was a match made in strategic business move heaven, so much so that there were surprisingly few who opposed the interracial marriage, at least not openly or publicly. In thirty years, Ai and Darryl had combined assets, had three children -- Aiyaka being the oldest, created an international entertainment mega corporation together and expected all of their children, especially Aiyaka, to follow in their footsteps. So far for the last twenty-eight years, Aiyaka hadn't disappointed them. She'd always been compliant, quietly doing whatever her parents asked without any resistance. She got all the education they requested, travelled and saw the world sights they suggested, dressed, spoke and behaved as they preferred, even made friends with the people they approved of being in her life. Indeed, Aiyaka had done everything her parents had always wanted her to do, especially because she believed that ultimately they both had her best interest in mind. However, she wasn't really sure if either of her parents knew what they were asking her to do by marrying Marcus. She would be giving up any modicum of autonomy she had remaining in her life to be his completely brain dead trophy wife. Worst of all, her parents didn't seem to know what kind of man Marcus really was. Sure he was charismatic and had charmed and sweet talked her parents, distracting and blinding them from the fact that he was cruel, manipulative, controlling, greedy, opportunistic and self-centered. Or maybe Aiyaka's parents had judged him correctly but still believed her being married to Marcus would be what was ultimately the best marriage partnership for Aiyaka. Aiyaka sighed again and turned the flask upside down as the last few drops in the container landed on her tongue. She screwed the cap back on and put the empty bottle back into a nearby suitcase before retrieving another full oversized flask and returning to her seat. Maybe if she died of alcohol poisoning before someone made her marry Marcus she could get out of the impending bedlam. As she contemplated how many more flasks she would need to drain in order to poison herself, she suddenly became aware that she could no longer hear Marcus shouting profanity at her. Neither did she hear the relentless pounding any more that had sounded as though Marcus would break down the door at any moment. "Oh well," Aiyaka said aloud to herself unconcerned as she unscrewed the full flask and kept drinking. This flask contained an apple martini drink. However, after she'd gotten to about sip three, she heard something familiar... It was the sound of a key turning in the lock on the door. Aiyaka's eyes flew to the opening door, anticipating some serious unpleasantness. She continued drinking though as she saw a very agitated Marcus rush through the door toward her, a nervous looking hotel manager reluctantly lagging behind him. "Don't you know it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding," Aiyaka slurred sarcastically. "Leave us!" Marcus barked his order angrily at the hotel manager without even turning to look at the man because he was too busy glowering at Aiyaka. The poor manager mumbled something unintelligibly and left the room hurriedly, locking the door back on his way out. Marcus glared at his drunk would-be wife with such ferocity that a scowl like his would have made Aiyaka tremble, cower and shrink away on a sober day. But not right now. "Marcus, you look displeased. Why whatever is the matter dear?" Aiyaka said still slurring, patronizing the 6'3", 250 pound quarterback even further. The sweat on his milk chocolate colored bald head was beading up, another definite sign that Marcus was losing his cool, as it were. "Aiyaka, I don't know what the fuck kind of bull shit game you're playing here right now. But there are some very important people in that ballroom down the hall that came here to see our wedding today. People that are not just important to me, but also to your parents. So get your shit together. I'll have somebody go get you some coffee if you want, and in the next ten minutes the wedding march will be playing and you had damn well better have your ass on the way down that aisle. Got it?" "Got it," Aiyaka said. Then she paused and took another swig. "But I'm just not doing that." "What!" Marcus thundered. "Marcus, for once I'm gonna be very honest and just straight up with you," Aiyaka said as she managed to pull herself up onto her high-heeled feet. Drawing up as straight as she could to her full 5'7", about 5'10" with her shoes right now, she got right up into Marcus' face and continued. "I despise you. I abhor even breathing the same air as you. The thought of becoming your wife and having to have sex with you makes me feel ill. And do you know why? Huh, do you tough guy?" she asked pointing her index finger into his chest gruffly. "I'll tell you why. Because you don't give a shit about me. You're just one more person who wants to get in line and give me more orders to take and even more unreasonable expectations and double standards to live with. Well I'll tell you what. I'm fuckin' sick of it. I'm sick of all the lying and pretending and being the precious little good girl princess that everyone else wants me to be all the time. What about me? What about what I want?" Unaccustomed to Aiyaka having any opinion at all in his presence, Marcus looked at her with an expression mixed with confusion, frustration, surprise, disbelief and irritation for a few seconds before replying. "We don't have time for this shit right now. Look, I'll pay for the best damn shrink money can buy when we get back from our honeymoon and you can work out your little breakdown, or temper tantrum, or whatever the fuck it is you're going through right now with your head doctor." Aiyaka shook her head and took some more sips. "I swear I hate you," she said quietly between sips. Then she returned to her seat. "You just don't get it. Everything's always about you. And you just want my compliance. Not my actual partnership. That's not a marriage. That's a parent-child relationship. And I'm a grown ass woman who already has a daddy. I really don't need or want another one." Marcus was growing increasingly frustrated and impatient. Aiyaka could tell, though she mostly didn't care, that he was getting more aggravated by the second. "Aiyaka, put the drink down and let's just get through the ceremony. We can talk about all this later," Marcus said trying to sound calm and reasonable. "Fuck off," Aiyaka said taking another sip. As she withdrew the flask from her lips and before she could take another swig, Marcus was over in front of her forcefully grabbing the container out of her hand. He angrily threw it to the floor, its pale green appletini contents spilling out onto the lush beige carpet. Aiyaka rolled her eyes in annoyance. She was about to ask Marcus why the fuck he did that, but as she looked up at him something instinctually told her to "run!" Marcus looked like a bull in the full throws of seeing red. Aiyaka moved with as much speed as she could muster to get away from him. However, her current state of inebriation had vastly altered her coordination. Everything seemed hazy and wavering as Marcus easily caught hold of her around her waist from the back and within an instance Aiyaka was on her back, lying on the floor looking up at the ceiling. She was suspended motionless with her legs up in the air, the bottom of her dress billowing out everywhere skyward. Before she could get up, Marcus was coming down on top of her. "I've had enough of your bullshit today. No one talks to me like that, least of all the woman who's going to be my wife. Maybe it's time you learn who wears the pants around here and why." He reached under her gown and gruffly snapped off her blue panties, ignoring her weak protests for him to stop. He unzipped his tuxedo pants and removed his thick, long dick through the opening in the front of his boxers. He poised himself at Aiyaka's vaginal entrance, ready to penetrate her against her will. Aiyaka's mind was racing as she searched frantically about her, her hands flailing wildly when she heard Marcus unzip his pants. She had to stop him. She was not about to let him mark her the way a dog would mark his territory by pissing on it. She wasn't Marcus' bitch, not now or ever. Just as Marcus was poised to take her, Aiyaka's hand made contact with something smooth and metallic. She picked up what she knew now was the large fallen flask and clocked Marcus over the head with it with all her might using both of her hands. Marcus fell to the side of Aiyaka on the floor with a loud thud. For a second, in her quickly sobering mind, she thought she'd killed him. However, within a few seconds, she realized he was still breathing and that he was just unconscious. Aiyaka scrambled from off the floor and went around his huge body, slumped ungracefully on the floor and quickly ran to the door, smoothing her poufy dress down about her as she went. She unlocked the door, closing it behind her, and went as rapidly as her legs would carry her to the grand ballroom where she was supposed to get married. Aiyaka stopped running as she reached the door. She opened one of the huge double doors and walked in unceremoniously going down the red carpeted aisle then up onto the raised platform, walking under a flowered arch, passing by her bewildered looking guests and then would-have-been wedding party. She ignored all the whispers as she grabbed the microphone out of the minister's hands and hoped she didn't look as intoxicated as she still felt. "Ladies and gentlemen, friends and family members, I have an announcement to make. I know you all came here to witness a wedding today, but I assure you that I will not be marrying Marcus Garver, not now or ever. So I apologize for the inconvenience. See, I only agreed to marry him to make my parents happy. I didn't want to disappoint them." She spoke definitively, though her hands were shaking. She couldn't believe she was doing something so bold. In her mind's eye, she could see this scandal on the cover of all the tabloids now. Aiyaka sought out her parents in the front row of the bride's guests' side and made eye contact with them before she continued. "But I'm sorry daddy and okasan, I can't and won't marry that man. I hope you'll forgive me." Turning to address everyone as a group again, she added "so, while I won't be joining you all, everyone please go on and have a great time at the reception. I'm sure it'll still be a fantastic party." She paused for a moment, about to hand the minister his microphone back, when she suddenly put it back up to her mouth and added "oh and someone should probably get a doctor to go check on Marcus. He's unconscious in my dressing room down the hall." She smiled, handed the mic back to the officiant, and hastily made a b-line for the exit, again ignoring all the gasps and side conversations and not looking at anyone directly on the way. Once outside of the ballroom, she departed going down a different hallway than the one she'd used to get to the would-be ceremony site. She didn't want to run into Marcus in case he'd come to. She got outside in front of the hotel and realized that she didn't have anything with her. No purse, money, credit cards, keys or cell phone. "Shit!" Aiyaka exclaimed out loud as she searched around frantically wondering how she was going to get out of this mess now, ignoring all the people who were stopping to gawk and stare at her. She was stranded since she and Marcus were supposed to spend the night at the hotel and leave the following day to go to the airport, they hadn't arranged any transportation for the evening as it would have been unneeded. Furthermore, Aiyaka's sister had driven her to the ceremony site that morning. She knew she couldn't go back into the hotel and find a concierge or anything. She had to get the hell out of here - now! As Aiyaka looked over to the side parking lot, she saw her family's chauffer, James, leaning against the side of a black stretch limo and talking on his cell phone. She ran over towards him, glad that he wasn't too far away. When he saw her, he immediately opened the back passenger door for her and ended his call abruptly. Aiyaka got in as fast as she could. "Get in and drive away from here as fast as you can," she told him before he closed her door. Within less than a minute, they were leaving the beautiful grand hotel behind them and Aiyaka didn't bother looking back at it. James rolled down the glass partition as he drove. "Where to Miss Martin?" "Um, let's see..." Aiyaka tried to think. Where could she go to relax and take some time to think without the whole world disturbing her, trying to get media exclusives? "Take me to my summer villa please. Call ahead and ask Jennifer to start getting everything ready now since we'll be there in about two hours." "Yes ma'am," he said as he rolled the partition back up. Aiyaka grabbed a mineral water and started rehydrating herself. She grabbed a bag of trail mix and some Advil and was glad that James always took such good care of everything, staying so well prepared. She appreciated too that he'd called her "Miss Martin" and hadn't referred to her as "Mrs. Garver." Whether it was out of habit or because he'd picked up on something having gone awry back at the hotel, she didn't know or care. Aiyaka ate her snack and took the medicine before she drifted off to sleep. When she woke back up again, the car was pulling up the curving driveway that led into her private getaway home on the outskirts of San Diego. It was dark outside now and Los Angeles as well as the wedding fiasco from earlier in the evening seemed a far cry away and Aiyaka was glad. She finally felt relieved as she saw James' familiar, smiling face when he helped her out of the vehicle. Maybe it was the first time in her life that she actually truly felt free. As James closed her passenger door, Aiyaka was struck not only by how reliable he was, but also by how handsome he was. Somehow she'd never had occasion to notice before now, even though he'd been working for her family for the last seven years. "Miss Martin, since I didn't know what your plans were, I made arrangements for another chauffeur to drive your parents and siblings in LA. I can stay around as long as you need me here or I can send for your car." A Wedding Day Affair to Remember "Ok, thank you James. I appreciate you taking care of all that. Please stay for now. I'll let you know if I decide anything different in the morning. In the meantime, tell Jennifer to prepare some tea and dinner for me and to take all of my food up to my room. Let her know she should go ahead and go home after that. She can come back in the morning around eleven o'clock since I definitely intend to sleep in." "Yes ma'am," he nodded as they both removed their shoes at the entrance to the house. Then he went away to do her bidding after they'd gone inside. Aiyaka went up to her room and walked into her majestic, custom closet. She stripped out of her wedding gown. She'd almost forgotten she was missing her underwear as she found herself standing in front of her closet mirror wearing only a strapless bra. She shook her head at her tired looking reflection as she unhooked her bra. She unpinned her hair, taking out the diamond encrusted combs she'd gotten from Marcus as a wedding gift. She wanted to throw them in the trash, but she just threw them on top of the heap of her discarded clothing instead. Maybe later she could set the whole pile on fire or something, she mused. Aiyaka headed to the shower and got a long, hot, steamy cleansing. Under the waterfall showerhead and with the various body sprays hitting her from all around the stand alone shower, she washed away the makeup as well as all the cares of the day. She was happy she wouldn't be spending the night as the new Mrs. Garver. There'd probably be plenty of fallout from her actions later, but she'd have to deal with that tomorrow or whenever everything all came to a head. After her glorious, refreshing shower, she toweled herself off then moisturized her golden tan skin from head to toe before slipping on her wonderfully soft robe and matching slippers. Next she sat at her vanity table towel drying her hair. Washing her hair in the shower had returned it to its natural state of long, small-sized curly ringlets. It was a nice change from the straightened hair that had been pulled, sprayed and styled into a French roll with a side piece hanging down as a long bang for her wedding. She walked into her seating area and everything was setup as she liked. She felt better after her shower and was ready to eat. As she enjoyed her grilled halibut, she heard a knock at the door. "Come in," she answered before taking a sip of her favorite jasmine mixed with green and white tea. A few seconds later, James entered her room. "Jennifer has gone home for the evening as you requested and I'm about to go get set up in the servants' quarters for the night since you asked me to stay. I just wanted to know if there was anything else you needed before I go to bed?" Maybe it was something about the way he said bed, maybe it was how handsome and downright irresistible he looked right now, or maybe Aiyaka was just particularly grateful he'd rescued her from a catastrophe earlier. Whatever it was, a new sense of boldness once again took over Aiyaka. Looking him straight in his eyes, Aiyaka said "yes, there is something else you can do for me tonight James. Right now, you can come over here and kiss me." The sheer shock on James' face caused Aiyaka to smirk. He quickly recovered though and hesitantly he strode over to her. "Are you sure ma'am?" James asked as he stopped and stood in front of her, looking down at her as she remained seated. "Yes, very. You see, I'm grateful to you for saving me from what would have been a nightmare and I want to show you my gratitude. And please, call me Aiyaka," she said in a husky voice, thick with desire. "Ok Miss... Aiyaka," James said awkwardly, before kneeling in front of her so they were eye level. He turned his head slightly to the side and closed his eyes as he brought his face closer to hers. Aiyaka kept her eyes open the whole time, breathing heavily in anticipation as he brought his lips to hers and slowly gave her a small peck. The kiss was like a small spark that ignited a forest fire and as James tried to stay gentlemanly and pull his face away from hers, Aiyaka caught his head between her dainty hands and growled "more!" lustily as she brought her lips back to his. Greedily, she kissed him, swallowing his whole essence in a way that was totally foreign to her usual romantic interactions. Starting to lose some of his initial hesitance, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her body into his. He allowed his tongue to explore her lips and taste the crevices of her warm recesses, then seductively he moved his lips over and all around hers. It was unlike any kiss either one of them had ever engaged in before. It was like an embrace that was not only uniting their physical bodies, but was also engulfing and melding their souls. When they both came up for air, panting, pulses racing, James could see a fire lit inside Aiyaka's mocha brown eyes that he'd never seen before. She wanted him in a way and with such intensity that it threatened to make his very bones liquefy. He pulled away from her, not wanting to take advantage of her after what had likely been a very tiring and trying day for her. "Alright Miss... Aiyaka, you've gotten your kiss. So if that'll be all, I'll head to the servants' quarters now." Aiyaka looked disappointed. For a split second, she thought maybe the incendiary kiss that had left her breathless was only incredible for her and that maybe James didn't desire her in the way that she wanted him. That was until he stood back up again and she could see his erection straining to stand at full attention in the front of his uniform pants. Aiyaka licked her lips, dragging her gaze away from his groin back up to his handsome, angular face. She wasn't sure if he was Greek or Italian, but his tan skin, deep brown eyes, and jet black hair definitely gave him that tall, dark and handsome vibe. "No, that's not all. I want you to stay with me and join me in my bed tonight." James looked conflicted. Aiyaka wondered if he was worried about his employment status after this evening or possibly being embroiled in any scandals. She also knew he wasn't used to her speaking to him in this way -- it was unlike her and so brazen and too familiar. "I... I don't know Aiyaka. I don't want you to feel later like I took advantage of you while you were vulnerable." She stood up then and took him by the hand, pulling him over to her large king cal bed. When they were standing directly in front of it, she pushed him back onto the bed. "Don't worry. You can tell people I took advantage of you then," she said with a devious smile and a wink. Then Aiyaka worked on unbuttoning James' uniform shirt. When his shirt was open, her hands worked feverishly to touch all of his now exposed naked chest and torso. She marveled at how smooth and muscular his broad chest and shoulders were, then she ran the tip of her tongue over all his rugged contours. She heard James take a sudden, sharp inhale when she flicked her tongue over one of his nipples, so she lavished more licks and soft kisses on both of his nipples. She even nipped at them with her teeth a little. Somehow her using her teeth to tease him seemed to make him lose any remaining resolve he might have had about not letting their current situation go too far. Like a caged beast finally let lose, he repositioned himself quickly so he could sit up while in the same fluid motion, he pushed Aiyaka onto her back. He pulled her robe open and immediately started to kiss and lick a trail from her earlobes, down her neck, over each of her breasts and over her stomach. Then James took his time and made long sweeping, teasing licks over the satiny sensitive areas of her inner thighs before lightly running his fingertips over her glistening slit. Aiyaka moaned and he continued to caress her with feather light touches. Gently, he parted her vaginal lips and lightly rubbed her clit with the pad of his thumb in a slow circular motion. Before long, he replaced his thumb with the tip of his tongue, moving it in the same circular motion. Aiyaka moaned louder and James started licking her clit with more intensity and longer straight strokes then intermittently sucked on her swollen feminine nub. Just as she was about to cum, he stuck two fingers deep into her and stroked her inner walls. He moved his fingers to caress an area inside her tunnel that Aiyaka never knew existed before. She shuddered just before her body went spiraling off into spasms that gave her untold pleasure. It was all so new and exciting, she could swear she was seeing fireworks now that her eyes were closed. James continued to work his tongue and finger magic on her and she multiple orgasmed, again another first for her. James removed his fingers and tongue from her body and she opened her eyes to look at him. She watched him undress. His movements were graceful, slow and seductive. She liked how he took his time and was careful. He watched her eyes intently as he unbuttoned his black pants then worked his zipper downwards. She licked her lips in anticipation as he kicked his shoes off, removed his socks then finally slid his pants off. He stood before her now only wearing a pair of black and grey waist banded boxer briefs which graphically outlined an impressive male package. Aiyaka's breath caught in her throat as he tortured her by slowly inching his underwear off. Already, the outline of his erection was the hugest male appendage she'd ever seen in person and she couldn't wait to really see it, hold it, stroke it, lick it and then have it inside of her. James seemed to relish both her arousal as well as her suspended state of expectancy. He was finally revealing just the top of his pubes. Then Aiyaka could see just the base of his penis. He continued working the boxer briefs down until Aiyaka could see about half of his beautiful member. It was swollen and red, veiny and hard. So hard it looked like he couldn't wait to let it pop free of its underwear prison. When he eventually revealed his full erection to Aiyaka, she gasped. His hard on was magnificent. She fully slipped out of her robe as he moved closer to her. Then she took his super erect masculinity into both of her hands. She liked that he was so big around that she didn't think she could handle him even using both hands. He was sitting on her bed and she smiled at him before moving even closer to him. She licked her lips, getting them nice and wet, then she slowly lowered her mouth onto the tip of his penis. Slowly she licked and sucked his tip. Aiyaka had only performed oral sex a handful of times in her life and she had never particularly enjoyed it. This time was different though. She was enjoying and getting turned on by going down on James. She savored his genitals in her mouth, taking her time to familiarize her tongue with the veiny surface texture, smooth tip and ridges of his underside. James was quiet while Aiyaka worked her mouth on him, and as she was beginning to wonder if he liked what she was doing to him, he suddenly disengaged from her. "I won't be able to last too much longer if you keep doing that," he told her in a silky sexy voice. Aiyaka smiled, enjoying the smoldering midnight color his eyes had turned. He ran his hands over her entire body, fondling her lovingly and causing her to shiver. James straddled Aiyaka and as he was about to penetrate her, she suddenly decided to flip him onto his back. She smiled ruefully as he looked at her quizzically before dropping her hips, lowering her wet, ready femininity until she sank him fully into her. She closed her eyes, moaning at the delicious sensation filling her. She stayed still for a few more seconds savoring the exquisite moment. When Aiyaka began to move, she rocked slowly, in part to adjust to and accommodate for his girth. She threw her head back with her eyes still closed, rolling her hips into James sensually. She built up her pace very slowly, enjoying the cascading stimulation rocketing through her. She opened her eyes as James kneaded and licked her nipples and she began to pump up and down on him faster. They kissed with James continuing to touch her breasts which caused a cacophony of vibrations to rip through her. As Aiyaka exploded into what was the most powerful and intoxicating orgasm of her entire life, she decided to increase her pace even more, elongating her awesome cum. When she was finished cumming, she did a helicopter type spin movement, pivoting on James' member and began to ride him as hard and fast as she could in the reverse cowgirl position. He gripped her hips and helped to pump her up and down even harder and faster until they both came. Aiyaka was so loud moaning her pleasure as she climaxed that she wondered if the people at what would have been her wedding reception could hear her. James stayed totally quiet though. Although he didn't make a sound, Aiyaka could tell he was really into it. He was definitely into the moment and above all else, he was way into her. Especially when as she was coming down from her latest high, he was already prepared to go again. While keeping them fully engaged, he repositioned both of them so that he was stroking her in the doggy style position. He pushed the top half of Aiyaka's body down towards the mattress as he pulled her hips higher into him. James thrust into her hard and fast, causing her to scream out in another amazing orgasm. As he neared his own climax, he grabbed hold steadfast to one of Aiyaka's hips while he grabbed a fist full of her hair with his other hand, pulling it back towards him. When Aiyaka was up on all fours, a handful of her curly ringlet hair firmly entangled in James' hand, he really gave it to her before bursting like a dam with his seed blasting out like a fire hydrant's water inside of Aiyaka. He slowed and jerked into her with hard, powerful staccato thrusts until he'd emptied his entire load into her. James had taken his pleasure silently again, but Aiyaka was cumming again and was the loudest with this her most overwhelming orgasm yet. There was something about the firm tugging on her hair that pushed her over the edge even more than with her other climaxes. James pulled his still semi hard male member out of the tight copiously lubed recesses of Aiyaka's feminine triangle. He fell backwards onto the bed, pulling Aiyaka on top of him. They lay there in each other's arms sweating, panting and still highly aroused. "That was amazing," James whispered, kissing Aiyaka on top of her head. "Yeah, it was," Aiyaka said. She pulled away from him then so she could see his face. She studied his handsome face for a moment before deciding to kiss him. This time, there was even more passion shared between the two of them, but some of the desperate urgency from earlier had disappeared. They enjoyed each other as they embraced in the nude and kissed, the air and energy lingering between them thick with sexual desire. As they began exploring each other's bodies, the sexual tension built back up, sparking quickly. As they prepared for round three, James kissed and caressed Aiyaka's face, ears, neck and breasts while he stroked his re-hardening cock. Aiyaka pulled away from him so she could watch him stroke himself. She slid her own fingers over her clit and used their combined cum and other sex juices to rub herself. They were both getting even hotter, looking flushed as James positioned himself to penetrate Aiyaka. She couldn't believe how for once she was actually speaking up and acting on her own desire, getting exactly the kind of sexual experience she'd always craved, but had never had the courage to seek out and get. He entered her slowly, staring into her eyes as he went to move both of her legs, putting them over his shoulders. As he picked up speed with his thrusting, he took one of Aiyaka's feet and began to slowly lick on her big toe. Before long, he was thrusting into Aiyaka faster and harder and sucking on her toes, giving Aiyaka a strange, but welcome and totally hot sensation. Feeling even bolder, she yelled out "fuck me harder!" James acquiesced, sucking solely on her big toe now. She came again then, unable to believe how this man made her feel. People had always remarked that she was beautiful and about how she had an uncanny resemblance to Kimora Lee Simmons. But when she had been alone with a boyfriend or even her former fiancé, she never felt like they knew how to touch her to make her feel special or sexy like a real woman should. Now as she was experiencing a prolonged orgasm as James started to suck on the toes from her other foot and she was in a state of incredible ecstasy. When she'd come down completely from her latest wave of climaxing, James repositioned them. He came down closer to Aiyaka to kiss her again and pushed her knees back and up into the bed so they were at her sides. He penetrated and stroked into her deeply, having slowed his pace which turned her on even more. Suddenly emboldened by sheer sexual excitement she said "choke me." James looked at her and nearly froze, raising an eyebrow in response. Clearly, he was uncomfortable with her request. However, Aiyaka had overcome a lot and had shed too many inhibitions tonight to turn back now. She would not be denied her latest request. "I said, choke me," Aiyaka demanded again. When James didn't move to do it, she grabbed one of his hands and put it over her neck. Swallowing hard, he held onto her neck very lightly. He wanted to make sure he exercised the utmost restraint. When she moved her hand over his to close his grip more tightly and refused to let go until he held her more tightly, he sighed. Then like a man possessed, he propped himself firmly on one arm and grabbed her throat fiercely with his other hand. Though he held onto her with a firm grip, he made sure not to cut off her breathing. A little yelp of surprise at his sudden forcefulness escaped from Aiyaka's lips before her eyes glazed over in complete ecstasy. James pounded her harder and faster again and made sure to stroke into Aiyaka's internal sweet spot with every thrust. Aiyaka felt sexy, aroused, desired and powerful. The boost to her ego and confidence seemed to make her libido rise even higher which made her swoon with even more sexual intoxication. James' powerful masculine presence, him being in her body, her being mesmerized by his sexy sculpted body and his massive hand on her neck did something to Aiyaka. Out of pure lust induced instinct, she used her inner muscles and walls to grip onto Jame's cock and milk him into her. She worked her hips so she could slurp him up inside her even better. This time, he actually hissed, then let out a long, loud guttural groan as he shot his load into her. Aiyaka stayed quiet, watching him in amazement as one last orgasm wracked through her body. When James took his hand off of her neck he collapsed on top of her looking and feeling completely spent. He was laying on her with his head on her breasts and she was stroking his hair. Aiyaka finally felt completely sexually satisfied for the first time in her whole life. They spent the rest of the night talking, laughing, having sex and just generally enjoying each other's company. She discovered that in addition to being an amazing employee and incredible lover, James was also a highly educated intelligent man with a great sense of humor and he was a phenomenal conversationalist. She also found out he was only a little older than her, 30, and that he had a Greek mother and an Italian father. She knew now too that most of his friends and family called him Jimmy. She even learned that his last name was Valentino and was amazed, if not a little embarrassed, that she hadn't known his last name though he'd worked for her family for so long. A Wedding Day Affair to Remember "So why were you so hesitant when I asked you to kiss me?" Aiyaka inquired out of sheer nosiness. "Well, for two reasons. First, your parents have employed me for quite a while now and they pay me very well. They actually pay me better than my previous corporate job that I left to come work for them. Which is why even though I have a college degree, I make my living being their driver. They expect me to be loyal, discreet, use sound judgment with a high degree of basically what I'd call intuitive anticipation, and be extraordinarily professional at all times. I didn't know how they would feel about me throwing caution to the wind and giving in so we could both get what we wanted." Aiyaka nodded, liking the way he was looking at her as he verbally acknowledged that their attraction and desires had been mutual. "So what was the other reason?" she asked looking into his eyes and smoothing his hair as he lay on the pillow next to her. She realized too as she looked him now that he kind of reminded her oh John Stamos. "You know, I always thought you were beautiful, but I knew you'd never give me a chance. I just knew a woman like you was so way far out of my league. I was actually kind of jealous when I found out you were getting married to that jerk. Then my heart skipped a few beats when I realized you were running out on him and I was gonna get the chance to be your knight in shining armor type hero. It was like a dream come true that you really needed me to do something important for you. But even still, when you asked me to kiss you tonight, I thought I was hearing things. I was totally blown away, like I'd been working too hard and was starting to hallucinate. It was all too good to be true." Aiyaka laughed, finally feeling really connected to another human being. She loved her family, but she often felt like her relationships with them were strained with formality and appropriateness rather than being about genuine affection, love and caring. "And what do you think now?" "Now, I think I've died and gone to heaven," James said before nuzzling his face into her neck then nibbling her ear. Aiyaka giggled again. Who knew her wedding day was going to end so well?