The Best Man
Lynn and Michael had been dating for many years, and had been engaged for several months. Finally their wedding day was nearing. They were deeply, madly in love. She was shorter than average, with long, curly, dark brown hair, clear blue eyes, and and a face with perfect features. Her body was trim, with curves in all the right places, full breasts, an ass to die for. All the men wanted her, all the women wanted to be her. Michael was best described as tall, dark and handsome, with a lean physique. All the women wanted him, all the men wanted to be him. They made a striking couple.
Their sex life could only be described as spectacular. They were young and supple. They could not get enough of each other, making love anywhere and everywhere they could. Lynn was willing to please Michael anyway she could. Michael was endowed, had great stamina, and brought her to orgasm every time they made love. Lynn had the ability to accept him deeply, whether orally, vaginally and anally. When they made love, they were one. They fucked like the Gods. They had practiced with various toys, positions, role-played, and shared fantasies. They had talked about bringing another person, man or woman, to join them, but could never agree on the right one, the timing was just never right, the right person at the right time. They never pushed the issue, but were looking forward to the honeymoon on the beach, hoping perhaps, another someone they meet would strike their fancy. If not a threesome, maybe another couple.
Before Lynn and Michael had met, Lynn had never felt true satisfaction with her sex life, smaller guys just never satisfied her, and most she felt were just too small. She had even measured some, just to check, and even the bigger ones were missing something. Some were bigger than Michael, but not like Michael. His was special. He called her a "size queen". She didn't disagree, but she couldn't imagine being with anyone bigger, or better.
Several weeks before the wedding, Lynn had to go on on a business trip to Chicago. It was "an emergency" her boss told her. And it was, but the timing couldn't have been worse. She had been there all week, and it was a Friday night, with a afternoon flight on Saturday. Lynn decided to go out by herself, something unusual for her, but better than staying in the hotel all by herself, all of her coworkers had gotten late flights that afternoon. Just her luck, stuck in the big city with no one to share it with. Her luck was about to change. She had seen a upscale restaurant within walking distance of the hotel, and decided to try it. After a nice dinner, Lynn thought she might grab a drink elsewhere, it was still early. As she strolled a block later, she found what seemed to be a nice place, walked in and ordered a glass of wine. She was not so pleased to discover the place was full of women, hardly a man in the place, but when she asked the bartender where all the men were, he laughed and explained it was ladies night on Friday, for the male review was scheduled for the evening. She decided to stay a little longer.
By the time the show started, she was tipsy, and enjoyed the first couple of dancers, they were good dancers with great bodies, but just not her type, although she did come up with some great ideas for her role-playing fantasies with Michael. Lynn decided to stay till the end, for she did enjoy seeing the men, and they were getting better looking. Hot men in tuxes, in uniforms, firemen, plumbers, policemen, superheroes, athletes, pirates, as cavemen, as frontiersmen.......she was horny. Maybe its just the wine she thought. She went to the ladies room. On her way back, the crowd was in a frenzy, and she struggled to make back to her seat at the bar. She turned to the stage, and immediately understood why. There dancing was one of the most gorgeous men she had ever laid her eyes on. Tall, dark haired, and the body of an god, and my, could he dance, his moves were incredible. How he moved had her mesmerized but she struggled to move her gaze from his eyes, his eyes, full of intensity. Then he turned his back and completely stripped to a g-string in one fluid motion. His legs, his back, his shoulders, his ass........ she felt a stirring. The crowd was now standing, frenzied, and Lynn had to adjust herself to see. After a full minute, his back to the crowd, he finally turned and Lynn gasped. His crotch was... no.... it couldn't be. He must have stuffed a sock in his g-string. She strained to look closer. She cursed herself for not getting a better seat. Yes, she thought, it must be a sock, or two. No one could be built like that. Then she remember his eyes, as she raised her gaze, she realized that this well hung adonis was staring straight at her, deeply into her eyes, it was as if they were alone. She blinked, thinking she was imagining it, but then he had moved along. Yes she was imagining it she thought, and her eyes moved back down his body, stopping for the longest time to stare at his crotch, maybe she really is a size queen, she thought. If that's a sock, she thought, its a well shaped one. The dance ended, and Lynn watched him walk off, convinced that she had just seen the best dancer, most gorgeous, well built, well hung man in the world. The package was a complete one. Michael, had been forgotten for a brief time.
Lynn had asked for the check just after the show was over, but hadn't received it several minutes later. When she got the bartenders attention he said the check had been taken care of. By whom, she thought, but before she could ask, the bartender pointed down the bar where HE was standing. He was fully clothed, caught her eye, and smiled, she felt the stirring, again, in her. He was coming her way, and stopped in front of her, his smile was captivating, and he introduced himself as Mat. One "t" he said. They sat and chatted for a while. Mat was wonderful, they talked and laughed. Occasionally, another woman would try to get between them, but Mat was focused, on Lynn, and Lynn could feel herself wanting him. No one would know, what would be the harm, Michael might even approve. What happens in.... well u get the idea. She invited him back to the hotel.
