Disclaimer: I Own Nothing of The Vicar of Dibley except for my Original Characters, This Is My First Fanfiction Ever too so be nice.
Chapter One: Wild Harry
"No." Hugo Horton said to his wife, "No Geraldine and Harry have yet to return their flight was delayed.
"I see a problem why is it they just make it to a moon made of honey and yet they go only to get stuck there." Alice worriedly asked.
"Probably all that honey I'd suppose, darling." Hugo beamed.
"I just miss our Vicar." Alice said immediately but a bit sadly she went back to sleep.
"I know…" Hugo said sighing as he kissed his wife on the cheek and turned out the light and nodded off.
Meanwhile at Sleepy Cottage,
"How long are we to keep doing this I feel awful guilty Harry." Geraldine inquired.
"It won't be long I am sure the gang will be here in the morning if they saw the car oof!" the newly wedded accountant fumbled for his keys as his wife snogged him. "Besides I have a surprise for you my love."
"Please wait don't tell me is it a proposal?" Geraldine joked.
"I know something better about my heart and it is as exact as I told you before, I fell in love with you the moment you came in here and I want us to always be happy, but Geraldine I have to say this now before but part of my real surprise, I am not only an accountant, not anymore." He finally got the door open and Geraldine gaped.
"No way… get out of the village… Is this for me or from you to me or… or…"
Harry smirked and it was a wry cheeky grin he couldn't help it having it placed on his face.
"Harry Kennedy your personal stripper at your service." He said.
"But Harry? I haven't got the money… to afford such a commodity."
"Just pay me in love, Geraldine." He kissed her cheek still smirking.
"But then you are my whore…" she giggled delightedly touching the pole.
"If the boot fits?" Harry admitted he had taken some' night classes' on pole dancing and bartending to pay his way through school.
"Well it is Harry gone wild…" Geraldine laughed. "Sins of the flesh not exactly the way the bible depicted but I don't think Eve had quite a looker in a husband as I do."
"What is today?" she then asked quickly.
"It's Friday love…" Harry said his smile fading as he knew her response.
"That means it's almost Saturday and the Parish council meeting and I haven't written a word of sermons."
"Then I suppose you do that then I am going to put a kettle on." Harry stated. He knew she was a vicar but she was also his wife, he wanted her to be as happy as she could be, but all of his wanting for her to be happy, he hoped it wouldn't diminish his own.