Chris and Christie: Making it work part 3 - Sex Stories

Chris and Christie: Making it work part 3

... applying her make up when she heard the door open. A few moments later Chris appeared in the bathroom door. He looked down, avoiding her eyes in the mirror. “How much longer will you be? I need to shower.” Not meeting his gaze either, Christie nodded and gathered her things. “I’ll finish up in the sitting room.” “You don’t have to, I can wait.” Chris said. “No, it’s fine. You can have it.” And she brushed past him. Chris started to raise his hand as if to stop her, but thought better of it and let her move by. “Christie.” She ignored him, but he continued anyway. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said what I did this morning. I’m sorry.” Christie nodded slightly without looking at him, and he closed the bathroom door. She finished doing her make up and started getting dressed. She was almost done when Chris stepped out of the bathroom adjusting his tie. He looked up at her. “Do you need me to zip you up?” He asked. She nodded and turned her back to him and he zipped up her dress. He rested his hands on her shoulders and gently caressed them. She placed one of her hands on top of his and gave it a light squeeze. “Baby, I know that things aren’t great between us right now. But we’re here for Hailey. Can we please not fight? Today is about her, not us.” “We have to talk about this sometime.” He said. She nodded. “I know. But not today. Okay? Let’s just put our problems aside and be happy for her.” Chris gave her shoulders a squeeze and headed to the door. As he opened it he looked ...

... back at her and extended his hand towards her. She walked towards him and placed her hand in his as they exited their room. As they headed outside and towards the wedding lawn where the wedding was to take place, they walked down the bamboo path and out onto an open lawn lined with Azalea bushes. A string quartet was tucked off to the side, softly playing as Christie linked her arm through Chris’s and the two of them took their seats. As the rest of the guests filed in, she scanned the female faces that looked to be about their age, straining to see if any of them looked familiar to her. She knew that it wasn’t helping matters, but she kept wondering if Chris had slept with any of them. She looked down at her hand in Chris’s and pulled it free. He looked at her questioningly, and she patted his hand lightly before turning away. Chris put his arm around her and felt her stiffen slightly so he lowered his arm to the chair. What the hell did I do now? Chris wondered. Christie looked over the garden, her mind awash with random and conflicting thoughts. She knew that she loved Chris, but she also couldn’t stop thinking about him with other women. She also knew that these feelings were ruining their relationship, but she couldn’t stop them. The preacher walked in from the side, trailed by James and his groomsmen, and stood beneath the Pergola that had been hung with white bunting. One by one, the bridesmaids walked down the aisle on a white carpet. Christie smiled as the preacher ...