A Good Time

The valet handed Jules her ticket and she smiled graciously at him. Instead of heading directly inside, she sat on the bench waiting for Nick. Jules was happy to see Amber arrive. She felt relieved she had someone to at least talk to while she waited.

Nick looked at his watch wondering how long the tiresome pictures would take, it seemed like they were going on forever. He didn't want Jules waiting for him alone but he had hopes that Amber would be there to keep her company.

Amber spotted the limo first as it pulled into the driveway.

"Oh good, they are here," she smiled happily.

"Yep, we finally get to have our handsome husbands back at our sides," Jules laughed.

"Ya got that right," Amber laughed back.

Nick smiled wide when he spotted Jules in the front waiting for him. Brooke, who was sitting next to him in the limousine, rolled her eyes discretely when she saw him smile. She couldn't believe how enamored he was with that girl. It angered her to think about him rejecting her. It pissed her off that he never looked at her that way, even when they were dating. It was making her sick.

"Hey, Darlin'," he said smiling as he got out of the limo, "You found it okay?"

"I told you I would," she smiled and leaned into him kissing him hello.

Brooke rolled her eyes again and walked past them.

Standing at the table in the entrance hall, Nick draped his hand around Jules' waist as they looked for their table card.

"We are seated together, right, Nick?" she nervously said.

"Yeah, the bridal party will sit with their spouses at one table. No worries, Honey," he smiled at her allowing his hand to fall slightly over the top of her ass.

"You really do look gorgeous, Sweetheart," he whispered in her ear.

"I can say the same about you, ya know," she whispered back.

It wasn't like Jules not to fit right in with Nick's friends, but she really didn't feel that way with this group. It didn't help that she had a terrible headache and she didn't feel all that well in her stomach. But, as they all sat around the round table close to the Bride and Groom's, each of them laughed loudly about the memories from the past. Jules took note that Brooke continuously tried to bring up memories involving only Nick and herself. Jules didn't really care, she actually just thought Brooke was acting a little pathetic.

"How about the time we rented that cabin at Potter's Lake and Josh got drunk and passed out outside?" Rob yelled.

"Oh that poor guy had bug bites even on his ass!" Amber said.

"Oh yeah, and you were such an asshole that night!" Nick chimed in looking at Rob as he took a swig of his beer.

"Oh my God, that's right, you and Sherri got into a fight and you stormed off because me and Nick told you to shut the fuck up and calm down!" Ship recalled.

"Yeah, we didn't know what to do or how long you were gonna leave us there!" Amber said laughing.

"Yeah, and Brooke and Nick thought it would be a good idea to walk to the nearest town in case I didn't come back!" Rob roared.

"Well, we found one, didn't we!" Nick laughed hard.

"TWO HOURS LATER!" Brooke proclaimed, "and everything was CLOSED!" she laughed loudly.

"Well for the record, I begged you both not to go!" Sherri defended herself.

"No worries, we found things to do on the way there," Brooke giggled and looked over at Nick smirking, "and on the way back..."

Jules found it an unnecessary comment but said nothing.

Nick put his fork down and reminded his friends about another moment in time.

"No, no, my favorite was when Amber and Sherri were dancing on the bar at Murphy's and the guys started to stuff them with dollars!" Nick laughed loudly.

"Hey, we made fifty bucks each that night!" Amber smirked.

"Hey Amber, you know we would have made more if Rob and Ship didn't make us get down!" Sherri said proudly.

"Definitely!" Amber agreed.

"Oh, I remember that night," Brooke began.

Jules knew she was sure to make it a Nick story and she nearly rolled her eyes.

"Nicky, you remember? We missed most of it because…"

"All right, Brooke, we all know why," Amber cut her off almost knowing the discomfort Jules was beginning to feel.

Josh and Anna walked over to their round table and Josh quickly joined in.

"Nah, my favorite has to be when Nicky nearly burned down Ramsey Hall!" Josh said when he and Anna came up behind them to join into their college memories.

"Oh my God, you did, Nick?" Jules turned and smirked at her husband.

"Oh Yeah, he did!" Anna laughed.

"Complete with fire trucks and sprinklers," Ship laughed harder.

"Hey, come on, how was I supposed to know the wind would blow the curtains!?" Nick said as all of them cried with laughter.

"You can't put a candle on a window ledge next to curtains, Dumbass!" Rob interjected.

"They go up fast, huh, Nicky?" Anna chimed in.

"Cut him some slack, guys…he's a romantic!" Brooke gushed. "You know why he had candles lit in his room," she laughed but the table grew a bit quieter.

Brooke was becoming more and more inconsiderate. After all, Nick's wife didn't need to hear about why Nick had candles burning in his room. The only funny part of the story was he nearly burned down the dorm.

Jules placed her napkin on the table next to her plate gently.

"I'm gonna go call your parents, Nicky. I want to see how Emma is doing," she leaned over and told Nick.

Nick nodded to her and she got up from her chair and grabbed her purse. As she turned to walk away, Nick leaned back and slapped her ass.

Jules turned around surprised. She knew then that he was already on his way to being completely loaded.

"Oh would you look at that, Nicky's still a horny son of a bitch," Ship yelled. "Always lookin' to cop a feel," he said as Rob, Sherri, and Brooke laughed loudly while Amber elbowed her husband.

Nick laughed along with his buddies and Jules just smiled, shook her head, and walked into the lobby to call Nick's parents to check on their daughter.

As the night went on, Jules headache grew worse from the incessant chatter of Brooke gushing over her husband. She didn't mind if the girl was still hung up on Nick, Jules was truly confident in Nick's love for her, but she just wasn't in the mood to listen to her babbling.

"Stokes, you two gonna are gonna come out with us after this shindig, right?" Ship asked as the party was ending.

"Of course, Ship! C'mon, you know me better than that!" Nick said much louder than he needed to.

Jules found it funny to see him so trashed.

As everyone started to head out of the ballroom, Jules pulled Nick aside.

"Honey, would you be mad if I told you I wanted to go up to the room instead of going out?" Jules felt bad asking but she really didn't feel all that well.

"Oh... oh... no, yeah, if you want to go back I can tell them we will see them in the morning," Nick slurred sounding a little disappointed.

"No, no, Nicky, I want you to go! Go with your friends," she insisted. "I will be fine! I just want to go up and take a shower and lie down."

"Yeah? You don't care?" he tilted his head not sure if she was really okay with it.

"Of course not, Nick! Go!" she smiled and she reached out and touched his face.

"Alright, but let me walk you to our room," he said taking her hand and heading to the elevator.

"I will meet you in the lobby in a few minutes; I am gonna walk Jules up to our room," he yelled out to his group of friends.

Jules thought she saw a smile creep over Brooke's face when they saw that Jules wasn't coming out with them, but she didn't care enough to look twice.

Instead, she held Nick's hand and walked into the elevator with him.

Nick walked her into the room and instantly pulled her to him by her waist.

"Did I tell you how gorgeous you look tonight?" he said caressing her ass as he spoke.

"Uh huh," she smiled at him and kicked off her pretty, but painful, strappy heels.

"Did I tell you how much I love you?" he asked.

"Yes, but I'd love to hear it again," she laughed quietly.

Nick ran his hands down to the hem of her dress and reached up it, surprising her.

"I love you," he said grabbing the side of her panties trying hard to pull them off. "Annnnd I can show you," he smirked.

"You're drunk, Handsome," she laughed.

"Yes, yes I am, but that doesn't mean I don't still want to fuck you," he slurred and pulled her panties harder but they were hard to maneuver by just reaching up her dress.

"Oh yeah? Is that so?" she laughed, "You're friends are waiting, ya know," she reminded him.

"I can be quick, just watch me…"

Nick took his hand out from under her dress, grabbed the bottom of it and pulled it up. Once he had it around her waist, he took a step back and he scanned her up and down lustfully.

Lifting her up fiercely, he brought her over to the dresser.

Holding her up onto him with one hand, he used the other to push everything off the dresser, sending it crashing to the floor. Jules wondered if the lamp broke but before she could mention it, Nick quickly unbuckled his belt, unzipped his zipper and freed himself from his tuxedo pants within seconds.

Just as quickly, Nick grabbed her panties and ripped the sides, tearing them off completely. Tossing the torn material to the floor, he immediately jammed himself hard inside her pushing her back against the mirror.

"Ohhhh" he groaned out. "Oh fuck yeah, Baby, I wanted to do this to you all night," he said grabbing her hips so he could fuck her harder. He was wild. This was no love making, he was fucking her like a drunken sailor and shamefully, she liked it. It was different and fun.

"Oh yeah, Texas, I wanted you to fuck me, too," she whispered. "I wanted you to take me into the coat room so I could drop to my knees and suck your dick," she said knowing it was turning him on that she was talking dirty to him.

Argh," Nick grunted as he jammed into her hard and deep wildly. "Yeah? You wanted me to take you upstairs for a quick fuck? You dirty little minx," he said between groans.

"Oh yeah, you nasty, naughty man," she almost laughed when she moaned the words to him. She knew she had made him insanely hot and it struck her funny.

She could tell Nick loved it because he yanked her off the dresser and put her onto her feet. He spun her around and bent her over the dresser and grabbed her by her hips. He began pounding into her like a wild man and she felt him reach up and grab her hair. It hurt a little as he pulled it back but it felt too wild and hot to care. She decided to talk dirtier to him just to see how far he would go.

"Oh you want to fuck me, Cowboy? You wanted to pull up my dress and bang me in the elevator, didn't you? You wanted to throw me up against the wall and fuck me hard?"

Oh fuck yeah, I want to fuck you all the time, Baby," he said pulling harder on her hair.

"Then go ahead and fuck me, Nicky… fuck me harder," she moaned knowing it was firing him up like never before. With him being drunk it made him crazy so she wanted to work him up good.

"Come on, Cowboy…is that all you got?" she instigated. "...you wanna teach me a lesson for not going out with you tonight?"

"Ohhh, fuck yeah, you little tease," he moaned and slammed her harder almost making her head hit the mirror but he held her back by his fist full of her hair.

Nick wanted to grab her breasts and rub her nipples, but her dress was still on and he couldn't get to them, so he just pushed her dress up higher, grabbed her hip tighter, and pulled her hair harder, slamming wildly inside her.

Jules jumped when the loud banging of their hotel door vibrated the walls.

"STOKES! STOKES! Come on, open up, man!" the loud voices of drunken friends came loudly through the door.

"YOU IN THERE STOKES!" they yelled with no concern of any possible sleeping guests on that floor.

Nick couldn't stop pounding his wife even if he wanted to…he was too far gone to care about his friends waiting outside the door. With one last thrust he groaned loudly as he came hard inside her.

His friends continued to pound on the door as Nick slowly pulled out of her, sweaty and out of breath. Pulling up his pants, he barely had them zipped when he stumbled over to the door.

Jules quickly pulled her dress down and tried to straighten herself up.

Nick pulled open the door and Josh, Ship, Rob, Anna, Brooke and Sherri piled into the room.

"What took you so long, Stokes? God man, I gotta piss!" Ship yelled. "Amber is asleep in my room, man, and I need a bathroom NOW," he said walking into their bathroom.

Josh looked at the lamp, hotel stationery and an ice bucket scattered around on the floor.

"What the fuck happened in here? You get robbed?" he was too drunk to figure it out until Rob looked down and saw the torn thong on the floor. He quickly bent down and grabbed it. Holding it up and swinging it around he began to yell.

"Ohhhh Nicky Boy is at it again! He can't even go up to a room without getting laid before he leaves!" Rob was roaring with drunken laughter.

Jules closed her eyes and shook her head.

"ROB! Put them down!" Sherri yelled at her husband in defense of an embarrassed Jules.

"Stokes, you ripped them up!" Rob held his stomach as he laughed.

Nick laughed proudly, pulled them out of his buddy's hands and tossed them into the garbage pail by the dresser.

Jules watched silently. She could feel Brooke's eyes boring holes into her but she wouldn't look her way.

"Come on, Nicky, " Brooke grumbled. "Let's go to the bar downstairs…we're all going dancing," she informed him.

Nick took his tuxedo jacket off and threw it on the chair in the corner. He looked over at Jules who smiled at him to let him know she had no problem with him going out. She spotted Brooke walking over to grab Nick's arm but Jules stepped in her path and stood in front of her husband. Reaching forward, she finished buckling his belt that had never been fastened.

"Niiiiiice, Nickkkayy!" Ship laughed as he spotted what Jules was doing.

Nick chuckled proudly.

All of them began to walk to the door. Nick stopped.

"You sure you don't want to come along?" Nick turned back to his wife.

"Nope, you go ahead. Have a good time," she smiled.

Nick smiled, walked back to her and kissed her before whispering in her ear.

"You were incredible. You never cease to amaze me."

"I know the feeling, Cowboy, I know the feeling," she whispered back.

He leaned in and kissed her goodbye again, before walking out the door with his old college crew.