I finally realize that the noise I keep hearin the phone ringing and answer it, "Hello?"
"Mike?"
"Tara, is that you?"
"Yeah, it is me" I hear you giggeling. "So what have you been up to Mike? you ask. "Well, as of the moment, sleeping" I answer.
You giggle some more, making it evident that you have had a few to many to drink tonight. Thinking back it had been like two years since the last time we had spoken to each other and needless to say that was not on good terms.
"Guess what Mike" you say almost timidly " I am getting married tomorrow, in like 12 hours from now."
I sit up in the bed letting this new bit of imformation sink in and wonder why on earth did you call me to give me the news.
"Congratulations" I say, "hope it all works out for you and your fiancee."
"His name is Chris and he is a real good fella so I am sure it will, I am happy now."
I think back to the time when we dated. To say we had a stormy relationship would be putting it midly. We would argue at the drop of the hat about anything it seems but one thing never changed. Sex was off the wall fantastic.
"So what are you doing riding around at 2 a.m. and calling me on the eve of your big day" I ask curiously.
"Had to leave the girls at Midnight, was supposed to go home but just wasnt ready to so been out riding around and thinking, hey you mind if I come over for a little while?"
"No, come on over, will have a light on and door un locked."
About fifteen minutes later I hear you at the door knocking softly. Opening it I find you standing there in a yellow with white polka-dots sundress. You look absolutely stunning.
"'Come on in, would you like something to drink?"
A coke you answer and I head off to the kitchen to get us some drinks. In my haste all I had time to throw on was a pair of boxer shorts and a robe. Heading back into the living room I find you sitting on the couch, your feet turned back under you with your dress spread out around you. Your hair has gotten longer and even lighter and it seems as if you had gained some wieght wich really looked good one you, rounds out your curves.
"Here you go" and I hand you your drink and sit down beside you.
"Tell me something, do you remember some of the times we have had on this very couch" you ask with a sly grin on your face.
"How could I ever forget" I ask dreamily.
"Look what is going on here, lets cut to the chase, just what is really going on here?" You blush slightly and look down at your drink in your lap. "Well you see, Cindy told me of an old college tradition of her soriority that when a sister gets married the night before the wedding she goes out and does some thing wild that she can only tell the bridesmaid about."
Sitting here listening to you tell me this my mind is working a hundred miles a hour.
Slowly you look up into my eyes and say, "Mike, I want you to be my secret, will you?" you ask almost pleadingly. Softly I take your face into my hands and caress your cheeks and kiss our lips tenderly and whisper, "the pleasure would be all mine."
We kiss again, more urgently this time, your face still in my hand as I hold you tenderly. Between kisses you say how much you have missed my lips and the feel of my skin as your hands carress my thigh under my robe. I run my hand down your leg and gently pull the hem of your dress up so I can get my hand under it and run it along your bare legs.
"So you will be my secret" you ask softly again.
"Yes, you can have me anyway you like"
With that our bodies crush together and melt into a passionate kiss and your hand snakes thru my boxers and fishes out my growing member. Slowly you stroke it making it get harder. Releasing it you move to untie my belt of the robe and hook onto my boxers and pull them down. Slowly you start to move away from my mouth, kissing down my chest, down my stomach and lower. I can feel your your hot breath over my cock as you are just inches from my hard cock.
Slowly I feel your silky lips wrapped around my cock and slowly make their way down, I couldn't but think of the fact that you were supposed to be married during the day. With your tongue swirling around the head of my cock I tried to imagine how you would look in you white wedding dress.