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The bridesmaid and my wife
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By *r Bob OP Man
over a year ago
Banffshire |
True story
About ten years ago my wife and I were invited to my cousin’s wedding. He was a divorcee and she was a young(ish) widow so guests were kept to a minimum - I think 40 in total. The wedding took place at the local registrar’s and then back to a town centre hotel for a meal and the obligatory dancing and drinking.
Now that particular morning my wife and I had a blazing argument, I can’t even remember what it was about but by the time we had reached the registrar’s there was definitely a coolness between us, to the extent we were hardly speaking.
The ceremony was lovely, the bride was gorgeous and my cousin was smiling like the Cheshire Cat - so although I was in a bit of a black mood I was happy for them both. At the end of the ceremony whilst we’re all mingling about taking photographs and making small talk I noticed the bridesmaid chatting to my wife - obviously my wife was happy to chat to anyone but me. I discovered later that my wife (a teacher) had taught the bridesmaid at her first school. The bridesmaid - we’ll call her Linda - was in her final year when my wife started as a probationer so possibly 8/9 years between them. Linda had a very long red dress which certainly enhanced her fairly big boobs and shapely figure. Probably a size 10 and a natural blonde. She was taller than my wife about 5’10 - wife is 5’4 - and a size 12/14. Anyway I meandered over and ‘hovered’ between them so my wife had no other option but to introduce me. Linda had the most gorgeous smile and dazzling white teeth as well as a very appealing cleavage which I couldn’t help but notice.
Shortly afterwards all the guests trooped out of the registrars into their cars to drive the short distance to the hotel. As we were about to leave Linda came up to us and asked if she could join us at our table as she didn’t really know anyone else. I was certainly happy with that and my wife agreed.
After the meal and speeches and drinks I was able to relax to the extent that I was actually able to have a conversation with my wife without wanting to gouge her eyes out and I think that helped having Linda and another couple at our table. I should say at this juncture that one of the reasons I was relaxed was the way Linda engaged you in conversation - she never lost eye contact and was very touchy feely - hand on hand and at one one point hand on my knee. Anyway I needed a pee and headed to the toilets which were upstairs in this hotel. My wife was on the dance floor with a group all doing their thing. As I reached the top of the stairs I saw Linda coming out of the ladies. Hi, she said. It’s a really nice hotel. Yeah I replied but it’s the kinda place that you could easily get lost - it was a warren of corridors. She giggled and said something about the rooms being really quaint. I wouldn’t know I replied eyeing her up and down - I felt really horny looking at this young woman with such a gorgeous body. Let me show you the bride’s room and with that I followed her along the corridor to the far end and we entered this room with a four poster bed, low coombed ceilings and the tiniest windows. I don’t know why but I sat on the edge of the bed and started to test the bedsprings and Linda joined me - we were both definitely tiddly. This is naughty she said sitting so close beside me that our thighs touched (it was a small four poster). I know, I replied leaning over to kiss her - and she responded. Before long her dress was up over her hips revealing nude holdups and the tiniest thong. As she straddled me her hands were feeling my hard on under my trousers but it didn’t take long before my belt was unbuckled and my zip down. She was soon on her knees sucking my cock as if there’s was no tomorrow, while I was pulling at her long hair. I could easily have cum there and then but I wanted to fuck her pussy. It was all very fast and frenzied - and of course the door, although closed, wasn’t locked! So with her thongs pulled to one side my cock soon pushed its way into her soaking pussy, and before long I couldn’t hold back and came inside her. We lay there for a few moments not believing what had happened! She then whispered in my ear that my wife was a right bitch as a teacher and she loved the fact that she was fucking her husband! She then removed her thongs asked me to put them on and she would discard my boxers in the loo - we tidied ourselves up went back downstairs, sat at the table looking very flushed and as my wife came back over from the dance floor she rubbed the rim of my wife’s wine glass with her sticky fingers. I was just telling Dave, she said, my time at school! |
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