My Wife's Keeper

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My Wife’s Keeper

The night before his wedding, Scott asks his brother why he didn‘t marry Lorna.

‘This tux is too damn tight!’
‘C’mon Scott it’s a monkey suit and besides you’re suppose to be uncomfortable.’
‘Well whoever thought of that is crazy.’
‘It was woman man. Look you’re suppose to be uncomfortable in front of everyone you know saying uncomfortable words in an uncomfortable situation, jumping into an uncomfortable lifestyle.’
‘Marriage is not suppose to be uncomfortable Alex.’
‘Oh yeah, then why are you the only one here getting married big brother. ‘You really haven’t coaxed or convinced the other couples to jump the broom.’
‘Well that’s there loss.’
‘Man this necktie is gonna kill me!’

Scott and Alex stood in Scott’s bedroom adjusting any or everything about their tuxes for Scott and Jean’s wedding tomorrow. The day seemed like it would never get there. Plans for the day were always put on hold due to world crises, Magneto, Apocalypse, humans or something breaking in the school. No matter what Scott vowed he would marry his true love tomorrow, whether hell or high water came, even if the plagues of the bible rained down on them.

The house was empty besides them and some of the groomsmen. Alex of course was his Best man, Following in line was Warren, Bobby, Hank and he made Logan his ring bearer. He knew how much Logan cared and loved Jean and why not symbolize that by giving them their binding symbols of their love. Kurt was overseeing their marriage, who better he thought and of course The Professor, his ‘father’ was giving them the blessing and giving Jean away.

Since his baby brother was his Best man, he wondered what kind of surprises he had in store for him. They put the tuxes back in the closet and the rest of the party said theirs fit fine. Logan even made a comment about being dressed like a monkey and Scott and Alex just laughed. They all gathered in the game room eating all the junk food and alcohol in the house. They had to convince Kurt to join in the fun or Logan would hang him by his tail after the ceremony.

A couple of hours and a few scotches, vodka tonics, beer, and Incredible Hulk’s later (yes it’s a drink in Baltimore), Alex opens the door a crack.
’Bro what’re ya doin’?’ Scott said a little slurry.
‘Got a surprise for ya bro.’

The door opened and entered a beautiful long limb in a white stiletto heel. The hoots of the men could be heard throughout the house. Next came an arm wrapping around the door as did the leg, then the whole body entered. Scott began to sweat when he saw who it was. Alex turned on a slow erotic melody and the bachelor party truly began. Scott was helped by his brother to a chair in the middle of the room while his present made her way towards him.

‘Bro this is it your last night to be free! Enjoy it to the fullest!’ Alex said with a slap on Scott’s back.

Scott licked his lips as Emma came further to him. She was dressed in usually white attire only she wore a replica of his uniform. A tight leather unitard along with visor, gloves and utility belt. Armed with zippers at the breasts and crotch for easy access for the bachelor, Emma began her sultry little dance. Moving her hips and ass to the music, Scott watched in awe as she began moving her hands slowly over body caressing her ample form for him. Dropping to her knees she crawled on all fours sitting in front of Scott.

Reaching in one of the small pockets around her waist she extracted a pen like object. Pressing a small button in turned into a small riding crop. Emma crawled slowly up Scott’s body pressing her huge breasts into his chest placing a kiss on his lips. Grabbing the edge of the chair beside Scott’s thighs hoisting herself onto his lap, Emma began a slow grind as she ran her fingers through Scott’s hair. Alex and the others gave their applause and catcalls as she guided Scott’s hands to the zippers hiding her breasts.

‘Oh no, no I can’t,’ Scott stammered.

Lifting a perfectly arched eyebrow, Emma guided his fingers to the zippers and helped him pull them slowly across as her creamy white tits spilled from the tight material. Two pink pert nipples jutted out towards Scott’s face. Emma began grinding against him harder as her ample chest bounced with her sultry movements. She could feel him growing hard between her legs and she gave him a smile.

Embarrassed, Scott tried his best to keep his composure. Looking over at his baby brother who puffed on a stogie with a smile Scott mouthed the words ‘I’m going to kill you’ to him and Alex mouthed back ‘Not if she kills you first’ and Emma returned Scott back to the present when she shoved his face down into her soft skin between her breasts. Play fighting for breath Emma felt something unexpected, Scott’s tongue licking at the hot flesh pressing against his lips. Emma gasped in approval as she shoved the X leader back against the chair.

Emma leaned back catching the floor with her hands onto a handstand bringing her knees back onto the floor. She unzipped the crotch cover to her costume and spread her legs wide for Scott. She took the riding crop and ran it gingerly across her shaven lips giving it little hard taps along her clit. Gasping and moaning she saw Scott enjoyed the show and slowly inserted the handle end of the crop into her hot cunt. She eyed Scott intently as she fucked herself for him, the bulge in his pants becoming more evident. Scott kept still and quiet as he watched the woman who had a huge crush on him play with herself for him and secretly he loved it. Emma came hard and fast as the other men made lewd comments taunting her on more, egging Scott to do something to her.

Emma removed the cum soaked crop from her dripping pussy and crawled back to Scott. Ripping open his shirt she ran the handle up his chest making light circles around his nipples. The crop then trailed up his neck and around his mouth under his nose. Her scent danced in his nose and he tried with all his might to keep his hands at bay. She ran her hands over his body enticing him further. Raking her nails over his chest and stomach he gasped in surprise as Emma dipped the handle into his mouth.

*Taste me Scott.

She rolled the hard leather around his mouth as his tongue danced around her juices. The men were shocked that Scott Summers was actually easy going about this. Alex cheered him on the most as Emma dropped the crop and retrieved two sets of handcuffs from her belt. Suddenly Scott felt something cold around his wrists. Somehow he was locked to the chair with his wrists nicely wrapped around his back. Trying to move his legs, they were also shackled to the chair. Getting into the rhythm of Emma’s little game he didn’t notice Alex shackling him to the chair.

Sliding back down to the floor Emma sat on her knees between his legs. Her hands slowly went up his thighs finding the button and zipper to his pants. Looking down at Emma in horror he tried to wiggle his way free from her but he soon looked down at his erect cock standing at attention for everyone to see. Fighting and pushing against all the cuffs Emma brought herself forward and slowly brought her lips to the tip of his head.

*Emma don’t!
*It’s the only time I’ll ever have you Scott.
*No Jean’ll…
*Jean will never know

Scott gritted his teeth as he felt her hot mouth plunge over his throbbing member. Letting out hard breaths through his teeth with every lap of Emma’s tongue he thought how much Jean would kill him if she ever knew what was going on. Emma laughed to herself at the thoughts that ran through Scott’s head. Scott watched Emma’s head bob up and down as her spit drizzled down making her mouth easily slide along his shaft. Soon Scott erupted sending hot cum into Emma’s mouth.

She sucked all of it up swallowing the creamy white spunk with ease. She stood wiping the corner of her mouth with her finger then placed the little drop on her tongue. Still cuffed to the chair Scott watched Emma change the song on the radio and she began her strip show for the rest of the boys. She danced with Logan, his claws ripping the rest of her costume off her body. Alex had a special pole added so she could dance. Hank, Kurt, Warren, and Piotr retrieved lap dances which caused Hank to almost pass out from the elevated blood pressure his body gave. The dance lasted 20 minutes, while Scott had to watch with another hard on. Logan cut the cuffs with his claws as he returned to Emma giving her a cigar and a bottle of rum.

Riding on Alex’s back, he sat her down on the pool table and she turned him around planting a big sloppy kiss on his lips. Scott got in on the action dancing and drinking with Emma. Kissing and fondling the White Queen, playing with her body making her squirm under his touch, the final night with the woman he lusted after before he took the plunge with the woman he was madly in love with.

The party ended at around two in the morning leaving Scott and Alex to clean up the mess while Emma invited whoever to come continue the party in town. The only able bodies were Logan. Warren had a presentation to prepare for for after the wedding, Hank was out cold, Piotr felt guilty and went looking for a phone to call Kitty, Kurt had to put Hank in his bed safely and he found himself partied out himself crashing at the foot of Hank’s bed, leaving Emma to party with Logan.

‘’Bro that was awesome.’
‘Alex if you even breath what happened to Jean ever…’
‘Don’t worry what happens in this room stays in this room, promise.’

They began cleaning up the mess dumping trash into the compactor while they got a snack from the fridge.

‘Thanks Alex, that was something else.’
‘You’re welcome it’s the best man’s and brother’s job to provide the proper entertainment.’
‘Proper huh? So you were behind my little extra incentive?’
‘Oh no that was Ms. Frost’s own doing. You know she wants you and gettin’ married only adds fuel to an already outta control fire.’
‘Too bad, ‘cause man…’
‘Scott you mean you would’ve done it?’
‘If I wasn’t getting married in a couple of hours….maybe.’

Alex looked at his brother and burst into laughter because the expression on his face rang true. After the cleanup the headed outside and sat on the patio watching the moon dance on the pool’s water and the firefly’s dance on the lawn.

‘Hey Alex can I ask you a question?’
‘Foreplay, foreplay, foreplay…it‘s your best friend.’
‘Not that you jerk, I wanted to know why you didn’t marry Lorna.’
‘Oh that.’
‘Yeah that. So why couldn’t you go through with it?’
‘It’s a long story ‘bro.’
‘I’ve got a couple of hours to spare.’
‘You sure you want to hear sad tales of the younger Summers’ brother before you take that plunge?’
‘I just want to know why? I mean you never talked to me about it, I mean what are big brothers for anyway?’
‘Scott c’mon, why can’t we talk about the women or somethin’ why this why now?’
‘Just spill it Alex.’
‘Fine.’

They grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge again and settled down at the table. Scott watched his brother fidget and raised his eyebrow waiting for his story.

‘Well it’s like this…’