I picked up the stack of papers and they slid out of my hand and scattered across the floor of my bedroom. "Shit!" I bent over and picked them up. Moving really sucked. I had never planned on having to change addresses and move all my crap but my living situation had to change. I missed Ana. It sucked but life moved on. Sort of. In the pile of papers was an envelope with script writing on it. I opened it and saw it was an invitation to a wedding. Fucking great, a wedding, like I'm interested in that at the moment, I thought. I saw it was for John and Stephanie. John worked for me a couple of years ago and, oddly enough met Stephanie at a party held at my house. In fact, of all the weird things I could have, I had a copy of a videotape from that party with the two of them fucking. I smiled and remembered the past.
The party was small but fun and loud. The house was not very cramped and people milled about, listening to music, watching the big screen, chatting and a poker game had broken out with a few guys in the game room. The doorbell rang. Somewhere along the line someone had gotten the munchies and called for a pizza. I opened the door and there stood this incredible brunette. Her hazel eyes twinkled as she saw what was going on in the house. Being a gentleman, I invited her in. She handed me the three large pizzas and laughed, a laugh that was attractive in a unique way. "Nice party."
"Thanks. My name is Dan, and you are?"
"Stephanie."
"It's great to meet you Stephanie. Want to hang out awhile? You are more than welcome to."
She laughed that laugh again. "I'm working but I get off in about an hour, invitation still open then?"
"Sure is."
At that moment John had come from the game room and the poker game to retrieve the pizzas. Their eyes met and I knew it was fate. I smiled and walked off.
Three hours later John was asking me quietly if he could use my room. I grinned at him secretly wishing it was me who would have a shot at the great looking Stephanie. I told him sure.
I ended up crashed on the couch and was awakened in the morning by the two love birds leaving. "Thanks buddy," John said as they left, a smile a mile wide on his face. I went upstairs and pulled off my clothes, glanced at the closet and saw the video camera on its tripod sitting there. Holy shit, I thought. I had set the thing up to record lovemaking sessions with my current girlfriend Wendy. She was really into the visual thing and it was to be a surprise. It was set to activate on motion. I checked the chip. It had been run for a few hours. I had secretly taped John and Stephanie fucking. I tossed in my mind if I should watch it or not. I decided to convert the data over to video and keep it safe and maybe someday see what happened.
I rolled the invitation in my hand and decided that maybe it would not be a bad idea to go to the wedding and give the two of them a small present. I smiled and wondered who was available to go as a date; after all, I shouldn't go stag.
One week until the wedding and no takers. I guess I had fallen from grace as of late. I was now at the point of just going with a friend as opposed to a date. After coming home to my new condo I noticed the light flashing that I had a message. I glanced through the mail and hit the button. "Hi Dan, it's Desta from over in the Accounting Department at work. Hey, I heard you were going stag to John's wedding and as it turns out I was planning on going alone too. How about we go together? We wouldn't have to call it a date or anything, just two co-workers attending a friend's wedding right? Call me or stop by my floor if you're interested. Hope you say yes it would be a blast. Bye!"
Desta, Desta, my mind searched to match a name to a face. When it finally did I smiled and nodded my head approvingly. Desta was attractive and I remembered now that someone said she liked to have fun. She was petite, about 5'2" with short, curly, brown hair and sexy brown eyes. Her petite frame was compact and firm. The other feature about her was her skin tone. She was the daughter of mixed parents and her skin color was gorgeous. I would definitely have to say yes. My hand involuntarily massaged my cock through my pants as I thought of her. I know she had said just friends but you never knew what could happen at a wedding and I was horny enough at the moment to not really care.
I thought about the DVD stashed upstairs, the one with John and Stephanie on it and how Stephanie would look in her wedding dress, all sexy and glowing. I started to picture her naked and wondered about the sex she and John had engaged in that was stored on that disc. My cock started to swell. I leaned back against my kitchen counter and unzipped my pants, reached in and pulled my hardening nine inch cock from the opening. The more I thought about Stephanie naked and fucking the harder I got. My hand slowly strokes my cock making the head swell, my finger teasing the underside. Pre-cum glistened at the tip. My stroking became a bit faster, my mind now seeing Stephanie in front of me, sucking my cock, her hazel eyes looking up at me as she worked my man tool into her mouth, her tongue teasing it. Faster now, my hand nearly a blur, my balls tightening, I could feel it rising, my cum deep from my balls. With a loud grunt and exhalation I came, a big, thick, white stream of cum launching from my cock, then another stream and another stream, each landing with a small splat on my kitchen floor. I tilted my head back and sighed, hoping Saturday's wedding would be fun.
SATURDAY