This choice: Jackie wants to have a makeup 'wedding night' with you • Go Back...Chapter #5Jackie wants to have a makeup 'wedding nigh... by: fantaghiro   Jackie drove you both to your apartment and then helped you cary the luggage up - though most of that fell to you. It took you a couple trips back down to finish unloading. When you walked into the apartment with the last of the bags you heard a heated argument.
Judy practically shouted: "What the fuck Jackie!? That's my fucking body! You don't have the right!"
Jackie's voice grew loud in response: "It's my body now. Who knows, maybe forever? I've missed out on my wedding, my wedding night, and my honeymoon. I won't even be able to live full time with my husband because 'Judy' has to go off to college - I'll be lucky to see Gerry on weekends. I WANT to have a night with MY HUSBAND! Is that too much to ask?!"
Judy glared at Jackie. "Well if that's what you want, then I'm taking MY car and going out to have some FUN. You do whatever the hell you want!"
Judy grabbed Jackie's purse and keys and stomped out the door.
"Wait, Judy..." you called out after her but she was gone. You turned to Jackie. "Where is she going? WHAT is she going to do?" you asked.
She shrugged. "I don't know and I don't care." Her eyes shimmered and tears ran down her cheeks. "I've waited two weeks to be with you, having to pretend to be Judy all the freakin time. I'm so tired of it." She collapsed into you arms, sobbing, burying her face in your chest. "I want to be with you ... NEED to be with you tonight."
You stroked her head, feeling Judy's long, straight hair - so different from Jackie's short curls. "I know...I've missed you too but it's had to have been worse for you, I'm sure." You paused. "But you mean 'be' with me tonight? In your sister's body?"
Jackie lifted her face to look at yours. "Yes. We don't know how or when this might ever be fixed. Judy doesn't want to admit it but I think we're stuck this way. I might have to pretend to be her and take on her life, but I won't give you up. You're the love of my life, even if you're not technically my husband now."
She stepped back, wiping the tears from her face. "This IS me now," she said, motioning at herself. "And I still want to be with you. Don't you want to be with me? Isn't that what we promised - to be together, no matter what?"
You looked at the apparent teenager in front of you. It was hard to see her as Jackie. Your instincts screamed at you that this was her sister, someone you thought was cute but had never let yourself think of in any kind of sexual manner. 'This is Jackie!' you kept telling yourself as you leaned forward to kiss her.
You closed your eyes at the last minute, picturing Jackie in your mind as you kissed. Jackie eagerly responded, seeming almost desperate as she pushed her tight body against yours. The feeling of her body and the smell of her hair and perfume broke the illusion. You opened your eyes and automatically broke off the kiss.
Jackie sighed. "Gerry, you love me, right?"
You nodded. "Of course! I just need time to process this..."
"Time? You've had two weeks! Nothing is going to change in the next day, or weeks, or probably longer. This is our reality," she explained in an almost matter-of-fact tone. "I've thought alot about this. If we're going to make this work, we need to start now. I'm afraid the longer we wait, the harder it will be for us - not easier."
She got a decisive look and slipped off her blouse.
"What? Uh..." you stammered.
Jackie rolled her eyes, making her seem even more like Judy. "Look at me, Gerry! I'm not a kid. And I'm not really my sister. I'm the woman you declared your undying love for, Jacquelyn - I'm just now 10 years younger." She shifted her shoulders back and forth to move her breasts. "Objectively many men would say this was an upgrade." She kicked off her boots and slipped out of hear jeans.
Tom stood still watching her, both confused and entranced.
She ran her fingers down her breasts and stomach, stopping at her thigh. "You can't deny that I'm pretty. I know I was attractive enough but in most ways I'm better - taller, thinner, bigger boobs. You can't deny it."
She looked down at you crotch. "I can see you are attracted to me." She slowly, methodically unfastened her bra, then pulled down her panties. She turned around slowly, putting on a show for you, cupping her breasts, stretching out one leg - everything to show off Judy's incredible body. She then walked over and took your hand. "Come now, let's finally have our wedding night!" she announced, pulling your hand for you to follow her into the bedroom.
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