Just realized this would be a book with the detail I was writing, so I will really shorthand it to get to the point.
Our wedding night, no surprise, was a disaster. I was pathetic and crushed, Sherri went from frustrated and sniippy to angry, as I simpered away my apologies. The next morning she had calmed down enough to give me another try, and predictably it was worse. So she went "out to the pool" pissed off to "enjoy my honeymoon" ... while I moped and cried the day away, in the room and just kind of aimlessly wandering around the resort property, hoping to see her and somehow get her to forgive me. Of course, interspersed with some time in the bars, drinking a bit. To cut to the chase, after a nap I went out again ... still no Sherri ... and came back later at night, I think it was around 9:30 or so. And when I came back in Sherri was back ... and in the middle of consummating her honeymoon , just not with her new husband.
Another miserable scene ensued, with me ending up totally humiliating myself ... and then shamefully going off by myself, and simultaneously sobbing and masturbating myself to sleep.
So finally I get to my point. "Cuckold wedding" or not ... what is really important in real life is at least basic honesty and openness between the man and the woman. I suspect if I had the balls ... or she at least took pity on me enough ... to get everything out in the open before we were married, we would have ended up exactly where we are now. But without the extreme trauma of those few days on our honeymoon. What's most important, at least as I see it, is not the form of the wedding or marriage, but that both parties understand what is going on, and will go on. In the long run, things will be a lot easier for everyone involved.