Sometimes, when I see someone, my mind thinks about them in ways it shouldn't. I see her before I see her husband. A cute girl, in a tight, dark yellow, floor length dress with a slit up the side. I guess I was looking too hard, since before I could look away, her husband caught me staring at her.
I smiled as if it was just by chance, and went about my business. We were at my buddies' wedding reception, so I mingled, stealing glances at her when possible. Until I saw him coming my way. Ready for an altercation, I shook his outstretched hand with a smile.
"Hey man! My name's Anderson, how are you?"
He's tall, but shorter than me. Long black hair, tan, but closer to the pale side, with a slim face and frame. He spoke warmly, as if he didn't realise I was eyeing his wife.
"'Sup, I'm Garret. I'm good. You here for the bride or groom?"
"Bride. Allison and I went to school together years ago. I've only just met her husband tonight. How about you?"
I wasn't sure where this was going, but I responded with the same warmth he offered.
"Nice, yea. Jack is a cool dude; I've known him since middle school. Glad he's finally found a girl like Allison. I flew in just for the wedding."
The small talk goes on for a little while. Until his wife comes over and hands him a drink. She's even more beautiful up close; tight, coiled, black hair, mocha brown skin, a smile that shows her impossibly well-maintained teeth. And perfect fucking tits. Aaron thanks her and introduces us. Elena. She hugs me, ignoring my outstretched hand.
"Hi!! It's so nice to meet you!" Her voice is what I wanted to hear. It's genuine and you can tell she has a good heart. It makes me want her so badly.
Someone calls to her and she goes to talk to them. Andy gives me a look.
"Why don't you fuck her?"
The shock is clear on my face. "What? Sorry, excuse me?"
He laughs at my bewilderment. "It's okay, dude. She likes to see me flirt and fuck other women. It's a turn on for her. I don't like to watch, but I like knowing she's with some other guy or girl. She likes blondes. I'll tell you what. I'm going to go flirt around, why don't you go take her somewhere quiet? See you around, good luck!"
He leaves and I decide I won't do it. This has to be a joke, or a set up...right? I'm not falling for it. Until she catches my eye again. I know I'll be thinking about her all night, now. When I finally decide to walk up to her, she smiles in a way that makes me think about what her mouth would look like around my dick.
"Hey! Garret, right? Aaron introduced us a few minutes ago?"
"Yea. I was looking for him, and found you instead," I lie. "Lucky me!"
"Yea, he's um. He's over on the other side of the dance floor."
I look and he's standing a little too close to some girl. I use this to my advantage.
"Huh. I can't imagine wanting to talk to anyone else when I came with the most beautiful woman in the room."
She looks at me with a little surprise on her face. She looks turned on, but suddenly a little shy. My dick pulses a little. I decide to go all in.
"It's hot and loud in here. Want to find somewhere cooler? Quieter?" She doesn't respond right away and I worry I might have rushed things.
"Sure!"
We come out of the main room into the hallway and find a storage room a couple of doors down. When we enter, it's empty. The light is low, but our eyes adjust. Two rows of tall, standing shelves housing miscellaneous items line the front of the room, perpendicular to the left and right-side walls; in the back is a table and a few chairs.
