About a month ago, some good friends of ours, Matt and Jan, got married in an outdoor ceremony at a spa and resort. My wife and I were intent on doing whatever it took to get it to be a wet wedding. My wife wore a purple dress, sheer pantyhose, and white heels. After the ceremony, everybody gathered for the reception. It was hot outside but a lot of people stood outside regardless. Olivia and I were starting to sweat. We walked off on our own up a walking path. We soon saw tjat the path dropped away in a steep, muddy slope that ended in a mucky pond. The mud and the water, though dirty, looked too cool and inviting to pass up. We immediately kicked off our shoes and slid down the mud slide into the pond. Our clothes became wet, muddy, and torn, but at least we had cooled off! Soon, other well dressed wedding guests saw what we were doing and joined us. Even some bridesmaids slid through the mud into the pool in their aqua dresses and white stockings. Eventually, the bride and groom arrived and played around in the pool. I noticed that several couples were making out or even openly having sex in their ruined formal clothes. Soon, Olivia and I went home, washed off, and had sex.