"Now......let's have some fun!!!!!" yelled Michael. Everyone started going crazy and ran to the dance floor when we all heard Michael's "Thriller" begin. We would all be jumping around when the versus's were being played and then get in lines and do the dance to each chorus. I watched as Michael danced and he still got them nice Thriller hips! It was a little hard for me to dance with this skirt, upindo so I alisema to Michael,"Give me the mic and follow me"
He gave me the microphone and follwed me in front of everyone. The song was still going and I said,"Hey guys! Watch this thrilling trick!" Michael grabbed part of my dress and I spun away from him as the skirt, upindo came off, leaving me in a silky short sleeve shati and matching silking pants with white wedding dress shoes. The skirt, upindo was zipped to my shati and was removable. Michael threw my skirt, upindo off to the side and hugged me and started the dance again for the last chorus as I moved with him. When it finally ended, we all clapped and chanted and scream hollered and everything.
I walked over to get a drink and Michael hung out with everyone on the dance floor. I watched him as he smiled and enjoyed himself. How did I end up being with him? He doesn't deserve me. I'm not special au important. I don't know but I have to be the luckiest woman in the galaxy to be able to marry him. I then heard a song that wasn't mine nor Michael's. It was.........Lionel Richie's? I saw Lionel with Michael and then I watched him take a microphone and started imba along to his track "Angel". Michael and I always loved this song and we thought it was sweet for him to sing it to us.
Everyone danced to it as Lionel sang to everybody, especially Michael and I. "This is gonna be some night, isn't it Taylor?" alisema Michael. "Hell yeah. And it's gonna be something when we get nyumbani and I get wewe into that bed" I replyed, uigizaji sexy and I kissed his neck, not caring who saw. I could feel Michael's hand slide up my leg to my butt then to my lower back. Michael then kissed me on the lips and said,"Girl, you're in for a lovely fun night." He winked at me and then we found out it's time for Michael to remove the girtle from my thigh. Oh Lord, this will be interesting.
I walked over to the chair, grab my skirt, put it back on, took off my pants then sat down in front of Michael. Then stupidly "Dirty Diana" started playing with a mix of my song "Haunted" within it. Michael then got down on his knees, lifted up part of my dress then went in. I immediately covered my face from shock, and I knew I must have been blushing. I felt Michael run his hands up and down my soft right leg and place kisses on the inside of it. I was laughing the whole time from shock of what was happening. I didn't know what else to do au how to act. Then I felt Michael kiss right thigh where the girtle is then grab it with his teeth. I felt it slide down my leg and watched Michael come out from under my dress.
When Michael finally came out, he stood on both his feet with the girtle still hanging from his mouth, smiling. He pumped both fists in the air as basically every man was chanting at him and everyone else clapping while laughing. "Michael." I said. He looked at me and I wagged my finger for him to come closer to me. "Yes, my love?" he asked. I pulled him kwa his shoulder and kissed him hard, deep, and rough in his mouth while slipping my tongue to his. Everyone got louder and chanted zaidi as I roughly shared a kiss with Michael. "You have been a very bad boy, Michael. I think I'll need to teach wewe a lesson later tonight." I alisema into a microphone I had hiding behind my back. Everyone all started clapping and chanting and hollering. It was pretty funny.
*The End*
"Thank wewe all for coming tonight. This night wouldn't have been as fun if all of wewe weren't here. Thank wewe again!" alisema Michael. It was the end of our reception and it was time for Michael and I to go home. As we all alisema our goodbyes and cleaned up the reception hall, I could see Michael was getting antsy to get home. Michael truly is in the upendo making mood. And to be honest, so am I. After everything was put away and cleaned up, Michael, me and his family shared final goodbyes then we went our separate ways. They went to their cars while Michael and I went to our limo. I was tired but still awake at the same time, if that makes any sense.
*Home in Michael's Point of View*
We're finally home. I can't wait to carry my beautiful bride into the house. I don't think she knows I plan on doing it. But what the hell? Why not? I stepped out of the limo and held the door open for Taylor. "My lady." I said. She stepped out of the automobile, the moonlight shining perfectly on her soft pail skin and making her gorgeous hazel eyes twinkle as the light chanzo hits them. God, she is truly an angel. I put my right hand on her lower back, preparing myself to pick her up. Then, with no warning for her, I stuck my left arm under her legs then lifted her up into my arms. "Whoa, Michael!" she yelled. Yep, she was surprised. "Gotcha, babydoll. Ready to go in?" "Of course."
To Be Continued..........
He gave me the microphone and follwed me in front of everyone. The song was still going and I said,"Hey guys! Watch this thrilling trick!" Michael grabbed part of my dress and I spun away from him as the skirt, upindo came off, leaving me in a silky short sleeve shati and matching silking pants with white wedding dress shoes. The skirt, upindo was zipped to my shati and was removable. Michael threw my skirt, upindo off to the side and hugged me and started the dance again for the last chorus as I moved with him. When it finally ended, we all clapped and chanted and scream hollered and everything.
I walked over to get a drink and Michael hung out with everyone on the dance floor. I watched him as he smiled and enjoyed himself. How did I end up being with him? He doesn't deserve me. I'm not special au important. I don't know but I have to be the luckiest woman in the galaxy to be able to marry him. I then heard a song that wasn't mine nor Michael's. It was.........Lionel Richie's? I saw Lionel with Michael and then I watched him take a microphone and started imba along to his track "Angel". Michael and I always loved this song and we thought it was sweet for him to sing it to us.
Everyone danced to it as Lionel sang to everybody, especially Michael and I. "This is gonna be some night, isn't it Taylor?" alisema Michael. "Hell yeah. And it's gonna be something when we get nyumbani and I get wewe into that bed" I replyed, uigizaji sexy and I kissed his neck, not caring who saw. I could feel Michael's hand slide up my leg to my butt then to my lower back. Michael then kissed me on the lips and said,"Girl, you're in for a lovely fun night." He winked at me and then we found out it's time for Michael to remove the girtle from my thigh. Oh Lord, this will be interesting.
I walked over to the chair, grab my skirt, put it back on, took off my pants then sat down in front of Michael. Then stupidly "Dirty Diana" started playing with a mix of my song "Haunted" within it. Michael then got down on his knees, lifted up part of my dress then went in. I immediately covered my face from shock, and I knew I must have been blushing. I felt Michael run his hands up and down my soft right leg and place kisses on the inside of it. I was laughing the whole time from shock of what was happening. I didn't know what else to do au how to act. Then I felt Michael kiss right thigh where the girtle is then grab it with his teeth. I felt it slide down my leg and watched Michael come out from under my dress.
When Michael finally came out, he stood on both his feet with the girtle still hanging from his mouth, smiling. He pumped both fists in the air as basically every man was chanting at him and everyone else clapping while laughing. "Michael." I said. He looked at me and I wagged my finger for him to come closer to me. "Yes, my love?" he asked. I pulled him kwa his shoulder and kissed him hard, deep, and rough in his mouth while slipping my tongue to his. Everyone got louder and chanted zaidi as I roughly shared a kiss with Michael. "You have been a very bad boy, Michael. I think I'll need to teach wewe a lesson later tonight." I alisema into a microphone I had hiding behind my back. Everyone all started clapping and chanting and hollering. It was pretty funny.
*The End*
"Thank wewe all for coming tonight. This night wouldn't have been as fun if all of wewe weren't here. Thank wewe again!" alisema Michael. It was the end of our reception and it was time for Michael and I to go home. As we all alisema our goodbyes and cleaned up the reception hall, I could see Michael was getting antsy to get home. Michael truly is in the upendo making mood. And to be honest, so am I. After everything was put away and cleaned up, Michael, me and his family shared final goodbyes then we went our separate ways. They went to their cars while Michael and I went to our limo. I was tired but still awake at the same time, if that makes any sense.
*Home in Michael's Point of View*
We're finally home. I can't wait to carry my beautiful bride into the house. I don't think she knows I plan on doing it. But what the hell? Why not? I stepped out of the limo and held the door open for Taylor. "My lady." I said. She stepped out of the automobile, the moonlight shining perfectly on her soft pail skin and making her gorgeous hazel eyes twinkle as the light chanzo hits them. God, she is truly an angel. I put my right hand on her lower back, preparing myself to pick her up. Then, with no warning for her, I stuck my left arm under her legs then lifted her up into my arms. "Whoa, Michael!" she yelled. Yep, she was surprised. "Gotcha, babydoll. Ready to go in?" "Of course."
To Be Continued..........
