There was going to be a marriage. No it wasn't mine, thank God. I had already done that nine years ago. The results.... still married, no children, two careers, two separate lives. That is what probably kept us together. He is in the oilfield business and travels a lot, we only spend about one week a month together. If he was around all the time we would drive each other crazy and we more than likely would have split up. I'm sure he is getting some on the side when he is away but I don't ask and he does not tell. Me on the other hand take those needs into my own hands, with my collections of toys. It is not really much of a marriage but more a arrangement of convince. We both make good money, have a nice house, nice cars and have extra for some of the finer things in life, so I just let it ride.
Anyways, the marriage. Kim was getting married, her second. We both work for a large banking institution in management at the head office. We have worked close together for a number of years now and have become good friends. We go to some chick flicks together that the guys don't want to see, have a drink after work, talk about our lives, etc. I don't have a great social life and I guess I would have to say she is the closest friend that I have. I know she does not have a lot of friends either so it was not a surprise when she asked me to be one of her bridesmaids. I, of course, had to accept.
I was even feeling better about the whole thing when I found out the dresses we would be wearing would not be the typical hideous, make the bridesmaids look like fashion rejects, outfits. They were very tasteful in a black silver color scheme. It was something I would even wear out afterwards to a club or event.
It was Thursday evening, two days before the wedding. I was running about 10 minutes late when I entered the church where the rehearsal was taking place. I first noticed the bride to be, Kim, with a group of people around her chatting. A light musical laughter reached my ears drawing my attention away, that is when I saw her. I was captivated, not is a sexual way but by her charisma. Her smile, it dazzled me, her flowing red hair waved and shone, glinting in the light, the sound of her musical voice, her bright eyes – so alive, sparking with enthusiasm. Here was a person that loved life and it exuded from her, washing over everyone else around and infusing them with her vitality. I had never seem a person so alive.
It was Kim's voice that brought me back to the situation, as she beckoned me to join them. I made my way over to the clustered group. Kim introduced everyone around. Mother, Grandmother, Linda, the groom's sister, Katie the vivacious redhead that had so captivated me and Lenard her husband. It turned out Katie was an old friend of Kim's that had flown in from down east to be a bridesmaid along with Linda and I.
We did not have a chance to say much more than hello before the Pastor started shuffling us into position and giving instructions. We went through the paces of the rehearsal in about half an hour and then decided that we should all go out for a bite to eat and a drink.
We ended up in a little pizza and pasta joint not far away. I ended up sitting next to Katie and for some reason this excited me. I was just drawn to her in a way I could not explain. We started chatting and hit it off like old friends. She was very excitable and energetic and a number of times through the night she touched my hand while making a point, each time the thrill of it sent goosebumps up my arm. At one point our knees touched and I resisted the urge to pull it away, she left hers there too, I could feel my heart beating faster and my cheeks reddening. I felt like a young school girl on her first date. I don't know why I felt this way about her, I had never experienced any type of sexual feelings for another woman before. Even back in high school and college I had never experimented, not even a kiss.
I really had to go to the bathroom. I did not want to break our knee to knee touch but peeing myself would have been much worse. I excused myself and headed for the ladies room. When I finished I exited the stall to see Katie there. She was washing her hands. I stepped up beside her and washed too.
She turned to face me. "I just wanted to thank you for being so kind. I don't know anyone here but Kim and her Mother and you have been so welcoming."
I dried my hands and faced her. "My pleasure, you are very easy to get along and I'm having a great time."
She looked deep into my eyes and then leaned forward kissing me on the lips. She backed up looking to see my reaction. I am sure I looked shocked on the outside but my insides were going wild. There was just something about Katie made me want her. I reached up and grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to me. Our lips met, our tongues entangled. God, lusted after her, I needed her. The sound of the outer door to the bathroom opening shocked us apart. A moment later Kim walked in. I washed my hands again not knowing what else to do and to keep up appearances.
"Glad to see you two getting along so well" Kim said. "Sorry Katie but there is so much to do for the wedding I have not got to spend all the time with you that I would like."
"That's ok," said Katie, "Brenda here is keeping me company, we will catch up later."
"Thanks for being so understanding."
Kim headed into a stall and Katie gave me one last quick, silent, kiss on the lips before leaving to go back to her seat. I just stood there for a moment a million feelings boiling through out my body, my mind racing in circles. I made my way back to my seat on shaky legs.
We hung around for another twenty minutes or so. At one point Katie had removed her shoe and ran her stockened foot up and down my bare leg. It felt so good and I was so horny I was afraid I was going to leave a wet spot on the back of my dress. It was with disappointment that I said goodbye to her as she left with her husband.
All through my drive home I squirmed in my seat. Oh I needed to cum. It was getting late and when I got home the lights were out. I went to the bedroom intent on making my husband give me lots of orgasms. I looked in and saw him sleeping there. I realized then that he was not what I wanted anyways. I made my way to the basement family room. I undressed myself and laid down on the couch. One hand on my breast and one on my pussy I relived the nights events. In my fantasy Katie pulled me into a bathroom stall, fucking me right there in the restaurant. I pinched my nipple imaging it to be her lips. I flicked my finger over my clit imaging it to be her tongue. I then finger fucked myself crooking my fingers and rubbing my G spot, cumming over and over as I thought and lusted about Katie. Finally satisfied I went to bed. My husband did not even move as I climbed in beside him. I had trouble going to sleep as my mind would not stop thinking about Katie and what I wanted to do to her.
