Steve and Hannah were getting married. I was going, and had ended up as the designated driver for our little group. Not drinking didn't bother me, as I was hoping to try and get in to the pants of Abbey, one of the bridesmaids, and I'd need to be at my best. The bridesmaids dresses were so ugly I was expecting at least one to hit the floor before the confetti.
A few weeks before the wedding, Steve called to tell me Sue was going to the reception, as a friend of Hannah's. No big deal, and then he said she was bringing a plus one. Great, I wouldn't have to worry about her cramping my style with Abbey.
The wedding went well, and I'd been a little lucky in talking with Abbey, but a fly had appeared in the ointment - the bride's brother Tim had also taken a shine to her. After the ceremony, all the guests went and changed out of their costumes into something more comfortable for the evening. Bah, no chance of helping to remove an ugly dress. We sat through the speeches and toasts, and when everybody started mingling, I ran into Sue. And her boyfriend, Dave. She was wearing a knee length dark blue dress with a lot of cleavage, and high heels. Bare legs, though.
She introduced us, and Dave asked how I knew Sue.
"We fuck," I said.
She glared at me, and said "we dated for a while, before I met you. Now we're just friends."
I made small talk, and it seemed they'd been together for about 8 months. We'd been fucking every now and then the whole time.
As she got a little bit tipsy, Sue started getting pretty handsy with me, hanging off me, putting her hands on me and so on. Dave didn't seem to mind too much, but I did - there was no way I'd be able to get into Abbey's pants with Sue's tongue in my ear.
John, one of the guys I was supposed to be driving back to the hotel, came over and said they were fine to get a cab if I wanted to go off with Sue, and I pointed out her boyfriend, lurking around the place. I didn't see anything happening here, and pretty much resigned myself to just getting through the night and heading for the hotel when everybody was good and drunk.
We went in to dinner, and I was seated opposite Dave, but next to Abbey, who was opposite Tim. Sue was next to Dave, but swapped seats with him to sit opposite me. She said she thought Dave'd get on better with the guy on her other side, as they, I don't know, both collected stamps or something.
Pretty much as soon as she sat down she was flirting with me, and before the starters were out, she was playing footsie.
I tried talking to Abbey, but that looked like a lost hope - she seemed more interested in Tim, and it was difficult having to turn and talk to the person next to you when you're supposed to be eating. To say nothing of Sue constantly talking to me as she rubbed her bare leg against mine under the table.
Fine, two can play at that game. I slipped my shoe off, and ran my foot up the inside of her calf. Up and down. She seemed to really like that, so I ran it up higher, and felt her spread her knees apart and adjust her dress so I could slide my foot up the inside of her thigh, all the way to her pussy. That seemed to shut her up for a minute, so I was caressing her thighs and pussy through her panties while she was talking to her boyfriend. Nobody was talking to me at the time, so I worked on my soup and looked around the room. Nobody seemed aware that I was playing with Sue under her dress.
I tried to pull at her panties between my toes, and she briefly stared at me. I mouthed the word "off," at her, and she went back to talking to Dave. A few minutes later, she stood and excused herself, reaching for her purse while looking at me. I shook my head slightly, and she left it on the table.
She came back a few minutes later, with something clutched in her hand, hopefully her panties. She took her purse into her lap, and put whatever it was in there.
Her leg started rubbing on mine again, and I looked at her and started talking about work and stuff while running my foot between her thighs again. She had indeed removed her panties, so now I gently rubbed against her bare pussy while we seemingly chatted innocently. Every now and then she'd lean towards me, pushing her tits together and making her cleavage really stand out, and, it seemed, her nipples hard. I could feel her wetness through my sock. I was tempted to take my sock off, but it was almost the end of dinner, so there were more speeches, and more toasts, and I turned to watch them, taking my foot out of her crotch.
Her bare foot appeared in my crotch at this point, and I dropped my napkin on it in case I still had a chance with Abbey, and ran my fingers up and down her calf until it was time for the dancing to begin.
I'm not good at dancing, but I managed to get a few in with Abbey, including a slow one where she put her head on my shoulder and pulled in tight against me. I saw Sue dancing with Dave around the place, and bouncing her tits off him during the livelier numbers.
Another slow tune was just starting when Sue cut in on me and Abbey, and Tim took that as an opportunity to grab Abbey and climb all over her.
"Aren't you with somebody?" I asked.
"Yes," she said, "you."
"What about Dave?"
"Oh, he's crap at dancing, so he's happy to have somebody else take me off his hands for a while."
I did wonder about that as we wandered around the dance floor with her grinding up against me.
The crowd started to thin out a bit as the night wore on, so I was looking right at Dave, over her shoulder, when I undid her bra strap.
She quietly said "fuck!", but he didn't seem to notice anything.
Shortly after that, she excused herself to the ladies' room. When she came back, she sought me out again, sitting and chatting with some friends, and asked to dance. I suggested she dance with one of the other guys, and she seemed a little disappointed, but went out onto the dance floor with him.
