After the ceremony, David and Marie left the Basilica and climbed down the stairs that led into the old city by the river. It would be several hours before the wedding party congregated at the hotel for the reception, and this would be a perfect interlude. With their kids visiting Grandma for the weekend, they could enjoy some rare time together. They strolled hand in hand like young lovers, their attention completely taken by each other. The sun was setting by the time they had arrived at the Chateau for the reception. They walked the receiving line and chatted amiably with the other guests at their table. The open bar had ensured that everyone was having a good time.
David sat drinking his coffee. The speeches were long, done both in English and French. Polite for the uni-linguals in the crowd, but for a bilingual person like David, it was doubly boring. He took another sip of his coffee and used the time to admire his wife. Even after 15 years she could still light his fire. She was fairly tall for a woman, short blonde hair and legs that went up and up ending in a lovely tight ass. You would never know that she had nursed three babies by her lovely well-shaped breasts. She was a bit of a loose cannon, but it was exciting. Life certainly was never boring. Yes, he considered himself a lucky man.
Finally the master of ceremonies announced that the tables were to be moved back to clear space for dancing. Everyone quickly lent a hand, looking forward to an evening of music, movement, flirtation and fun.
Stefan and Anna had not attended the wedding. In fact, they did not arrive until after the dancing had started, quietly slipping in among the guests. Stefan offered his hand to Anna as they moved out onto the dance floor. They danced with a grace that was rarely seen, floating easily among the less talented. He held her tightly, his hand in the small of her back controlling her every movement. She moved easily and naturally to his lead. Her long black skirt swirling around his ankles, her bodice held precariously by a fine gold chain over one shoulder.
"Ah, Stefan, I do so love weddings!" said Anna. "They are full of such promise, such potential!"
Stefan took a long appraising look around the assembled guests, a veritable smorgasbord of possibilities. People of all ages, shapes and sizes crowded the dance floor and the tables around the edge of the glittering room. From old grandmothers to chubby cheeked babies; they were all here to witness the birth of a new family; all here to have a good time. He turned back to his beautiful dark-haired partner, "Yes, you should do well tonight." He kissed her without faltering in his steps, his teeth crushing her lips. When he released her, a drop of blood welled up on her lip. He licked it leisurely away.
"Come on, let's dance!" David led Marie out onto the dance floor for the waltz. They moved tentatively and sedately through the pattern. Then the tempo changed as the DJ moved into rock. Marie smiled and started to move faster. After a couple of songs, David had had enough.
"I'm going to get a glass of wine, darling. Have fun." David kissed his wife and went to the bar. Marie cast around for another partner. David knew exactly what to expect. She would dance her heart out and flirt outrageously with all the men in the room. She said it was her job as his wife to make as many men jealous as possible. Dressed as she was in that green silk she was halfway there. He collected his drink and headed back to their table. David loved to watch his wife dance and picked a spot so he could see the whole dance floor.
Anna was hunting. It was close now; she could smell it. Potential. She danced through the crowd, totally disregarding the gender of her partners. She would simply join couples or groups and dance with them for a few minutes. Always smiling, always moving on. Eventually, she merged with Marie and the man she was currently arousing. Ah this was better, she smelled something familiar... almost ready, almost dark. Anna focussed all her energy and attention on Marie, a lovely peacock in emerald green almost as tall as Anna herself. Marie responded to her call by abandoning her poor partner and dancing only with Anna.
Anna licked her lips and moved in closer. She synchronized her movements to Marie's tempo. Shoulders keeping time while her hips moved closer into Marie's pelvis. Up and down they danced keeping time with the movements. Each exchanged look an invitation to accelerate the dance. Anna threw her head back and laughed. She grabbed Marie's hips and pulled her pelvis in close. Marie smiled in response and hiked her skirt higher to get more freedom for her legs. They danced faster. Marie got more complicated in her steps, using the backbeat and a syncopated rhythm.
Ah, thought Anna, a challenge! How refreshing. Nothing she couldn't cope with easily, of course. She matched Marie's rhythm and added yet another level of sophistication. Marie's eye's flashed and her feet flew as she fell into sync yet again. She was a worthy partner, a fitting offering. When the music stopped their eyes met as they caught their breath. Anna smiled; yes, surely Stefan would like this one. Anna quickly glanced across the room to where her master sat watching the dance. He nodded. She knew the script perfectly, knew her part. She kept Marie on the dance floor for several more dances each getting more and more complicated and erotic until the girl was almost spent with her exertions. Now. The time was now.
"Let's get some air." Anna suggested as she guided Marie from the dance floor and outside to the patio overlooking the river. The moon cast pale shadows as they walked the length of the patio, the cool night air whispering over their hot glistening limbs. The sweat from the dance had lifted Marie's hair into spikes; her bodice clung to her breast and her back. At the end of the patio they leant on the rail and looked down at the old city and the great wide river beyond. Anna never let her gaze stray far from Marie.
"You're a fabulous dancer," Anna said, watching for the right moment. "Sometimes, I think dancing can be better than sex!"
Marie laughed, relaxing. "Well, at least I can 'dance' with whoever I want!" Marie turned her back to the rail and looked at her partner, a flush on her face and fire in her eyes. "And dancing with you is spectacular."
Anna moved closer, her mouth close to Marie's ear. "Yes, dancing is spectacular, isn't it?"
Marie turned her head towards Anna and was trapped by her mouth. Anna's hands were on her face, holding her fast as her mouth sucked the breath from the girl. Anna could feel Marie's initial shock and stiffness melt and her mouth surrendered. Ah yes, the sweet surrender. This was only the first taste, but so delightful. Marie responded, kissing her back and bringing her arms up to embrace Anna. Anna's hands left Marie's face.
