Part 1
The 20 months of dating, weeks of preparation, months of planning, tears, laughter,...promises, it was all behind her now, Angie's big day was here, or at least in a few hours from now, she sat with her maid of honor in the older woman's living room sharing wine supplied by her parents after the rehearsal, everything had gone so good, so perfectly, and now it was time to...not reflect as much as just let it all sink in, this was it, her big day, in a little over 14 hours she would be Mrs. Glen Wrighte, the culmination of her's and her fiancΓ©e's dreams coming true.
It was late, almost 11pm, the rehearsal had ended by 5 followed by a meal put on by Glens parents and a few drinks for the wedding party but no one was tired, Wendy suggested that her best friend since even before college should really think about trying to get some sleep.
" It's going to be a long day tomorrow Ang," the brunette said as she got up from the table and looked at the shorter red head, " we need to go to bed," and as Angie nodded she got up, following her friend up the stairs.
At the top of the stairs the pair passed the bathroom door on their way down the hallway to the door leading to the master bedroom on the left and just past it, at the end of the hall was the spare bedroom with the door facing the hallway, the two embraced, Wendy assuring her soon to be married friend that everything was going to be great, they sighed together and said their goodnights before each went into their bedrooms.
Angie quickly found that she was anything but tired, staring into the darkness of the hallway with the covers up to her chin, the rest of her life, married, was running wildly through her head while only a few short steps away, on the other side of the bedroom walls, an exhausted Wendy quickly fell into a deep sleep.
It was shortly after 2 am when Angie heard the front door open, close, and footsteps downstairs, she knew Wendy's boyfriend Trey, or who the promiscuous brunette playfully called her man of the month, would be getting home from work at some point, she peered into the darkness of the hallway as the footsteps climbed the stairs.
Angie watched as the tall black guy flicked on the bathroom light on his way past and walked down the hallway, not noticing, or maybe forgetting that Wendy had a house guest, a soon to be bride, sleeping in the spare room.
A moment later Trey reappeared in the hallway again, now totally naked, and Angie watched, no, stared at the suspected reason her friend had dated him for so long, his oversized manhood hung loosely, swinging side to side between two thick powerful thighs.
Trey was younger then Angie by 2 years, 4 years younger then Wendy, her friend had confided that in a couple weeks he was going to be dumped.
" Great cock, no conversation," Wendy had laughed three weeks ago when she had told Angie her time with Trey was soon to be over.
Angie had felt she shouldn't inquire about his " great cock," at the time, not with her wedding in a few weeks but now, laying in bed watching, she knew what her friend was talking about, Wendy had met the younger black man when he worked as a bouncer at a bar she used to visit with co-workers, he was a sight, tall, thick and muscular with a dick that brushed half way down his inner thighs as he walked, he was a giant in that category, especially compared to Angie's husband to be.
The slender red head watched as Trey walked into the bathroom followed by a long loud splashing sound as he peed into the toilet, " of coarse," she thought, then heard the water run as he washed his hands, Trey walked down the hall again, towards the master bedroom where Wendy had fallen asleep but in the dim light, where a small night light in the hallway in case Angie needed to get up was left on, he stopped and looked in through the guest bedroom door at her open eye's.
Angie lay still, covers up at her chin as Trey stopped and grinned in at her, being naked with his long loose dick hanging didn't seem to bother him at all as they looked at each other, in fact she watched in awe when he reached down, boldly grabbed that long hanging length of black flesh and gave it a firm shake, waving it towards her.
Angie's heart rate spiked when Trey veered from his original coarse back to where Wendy was sleeping and entered the spare bedroom, the soon to be bride had no idea what to say, what to do as he walked to the side of the bed, he reached for the red heads right hand and lifted it, Angie resisted, maybe not as much as she should have, but she did resist as the bigger negro slowly dragged her hand up his smooth black thigh to where his cock hung.