Billionaires Runaway Bride

The front windows were blacked out, and I started to feel a little nervous about what was about to happen. Sienna put a lot of work into the party, and I didn’t want to seem ungrateful. I buttoned up my apprehension and walked with my best friend inside, the rest of our motley crew following behind us.

Loud, thumping bass blasted us as we entered. A strobe light set up in the middle of the room threw brightly colored lights all over the place. There were silver streamers reflecting the light, making the diner look completely transformed. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think it was a nightclub, albeit a dingy one.

Tony had his back to us and was setting up various liquor bottles on one of the back tables with some of the other guys pretending to help. No one did shit unless they were forced to. My buddies had always been that way and wouldn’t be changing any time soon.

Sienna skipped over to Tony and kissed him on the cheek. I followed closely behind.

He turned around and said something, but I couldn’t quite hear him over the music. He shook my hand, hard and pulled me to him, clapping his other hand on my back.

“Are you ready for a night you will hopefully forget?” he said with a big smile, indicating all of the liquor bottles.

I took a deep breath and nodded. I hadn’t gotten really wasted in some time. This was a party in my honor, and I needed to take the edge off from the bullshit with Rachel, the selling of my company, and the wicked images that crossed my mind every time I looked at Sienna in that dress.

Sienna leaned closer to me and her perfume filled my nose. “We have two special surprises for you. Well, Tony and I do. The rest of these heathens you call friends didn’t do shit.”

“I’m not surprised.” I eyed her subtly as Tony handed me a shot. Before I finished, he handed me another one, and I drank it down. “I hope I’m not the only one drinking tonight.”

“Hell, no,” Tony said and then took a swig of his own concoction.

The front door opened and two women walked in.

“Ohhh!” Sienna called. “Your surprises are here.”

I had a feeling she meant strippers. This was going to be some night.

Both women stripped off their long trenchcoats and my jaw dropped. The blonde wore a mini wedding dress, fishnet stockings, and massive heels. The other, the brunette, wore what looked like a very inappropriate bridesmaids dress. Her huge tits were almost spilling out of the fabric.

“Where is my groom-to-be?” the blonde asked in a sexy, husky voice.

“That would be him,” Tony pointed to me.

Sienna and Tony led me to the middle of the room and sat me down in one of the few chairs that were set up in a circle. How had I not noticed that when I came in?

The blonde straddled me and leaned close; her chest brushed against my chin. “I hear you have cold feet,” she said, pouting. “How about I warm them up for you?”

She rubbed herself against my crotch and my body nearly imploded. The abstinence with Rachel had affected me more than I realized. I closed my eyes and willed my body to not respond to the rubbing, but it seemed to be out of my control.

The “bridesmaid” came around the other side of me and started massaging my shoulders.

“My maid of honor and I love to share,” the bride said, taking her bridesmaid by the hand. They started touching each other, slowly removing their clothing.

“Sharing is good,” I said. I glanced over at Tony and Sienna who were in the kitchen.

Sienna had her back turned, but Tony gave me two thumbs up. I laughed and sat back, enjoying the show.

Tony had continued to feed me drinks while the girls got down to their G-strings. Sienna stayed away for that part, and I wasn’t sure if she was uncomfortable or planning something else. Everyone else was chill.

My head started to feel light by the time the girls had finished, and Sienna came out of the kitchen holding several trays of food. The rest of the guys sat down in chairs around me. Danny, one of the rowdier ones gave me a thumbs up.

“Good, buddy?” He wagged his thick eyebrows.

“Yeah, I guess. I’m starving,” I said and got up from my chair. I stumbled as my legs had gone numb from sitting, or possibly it was the alcohol. The room was fuzzy around the edges, but for the first time since Rachel left, I felt pretty damn relaxed.

“Hey,” I said to Sienna, slipping an arm around her shoulder. “This already the best bachelor party I’ve ever had. Thanks for rounding everyone up. Means a lot to me.”

She smirked and helped me sit down at the booth. “Well, I’m glad. Let’s get some food in your stomach before we start an IV of alcohol for you.”

I devoured most of the grilled cheese bites she made. They were like condensed versions of the ones I loved so much. Then I moved onto the sliders and topped it off with a pile of french fries. It reminded me of the meals we served to the kids when I worked here for that one day. A memory that I would cherish for a long time. I always appreciated Sienna, but now I was able to appreciate how hard of a worker she was.