We were getting a little bored by now. We'd had plenty of drinks at the open bar but pretty much everyone was dancing by now and we just weren't into that.
It had been a great wedding. Beautiful sunny day for the outdoor ceremony, followed by a cocktail hour, then dinner.
We were both a bit tipsy, Bonnie a little more than myself, definitely, and we decided we'd head back to the hotel.
There was an Uber shuttle arranged by the wedding party for guests, as the hotel was a good 20 minutes drive away.
I pulled up the app on my phone and entered the destination and the code that would pass the charges onto the wedding party account.
As we waited in the parking lot, a young guy approached us and asked if we were going back to the hotel.
He was a little glassy-eyed and was slurring his words slightly.
I told him that we were indeed going back to the hotel and he asked if he could share a ride. He was taking a few good looks at Bonnie's face and figure, and I could tell he thought she was attractive.
I agreed to his request and asked him his name. It was Sean and he was a relative of the groom, Bill, and had traveled from Colorado for the wedding. I thought for a moment and remembered that the groom at our wedding was named Dave. I asked him if he knew the bride and he said this was the first time he'd met her. I asked if he remembered her name and he said it was Nancy. I knew the bride at our wedding was Carole. I realized that he had been at the wedding in the facility next to ours. I knew there was another wedding going on, as the Mens' room was shared. I made sure that he was staying at the same hotel as us and decided to say nothing. Bonnie looked confused, but I gave her a little shake of my head.
I asked his age and he told us that he was 26. This put him way younger than my wife and I, at 69 and 68 respectively.
He'd obviously been enjoying the open bar a little too much - as we had.
An idea sprang to my mind and I whispered to Bonnie to pretend that she was totally wasted.
My wife, Bonnie and I have been 'swingers' for many years. We're not the type that go to 'orgies' or other such gatherings. Our preferred scenario is to meet our 'new friends' when we're out at a bar or similar surroundings. Throughout our lives we've only had a problem once, when we were tricked and Bonnie was forcefully used by 3 rough guys.
The Uber car arrived and we got in. It was a regular 4 door sedan. I sat in the front passenger seat, leaving Bonnie and Sean to sit together in the back as we set off.
As we approached the hotel, I turned to them to let them know that we were getting close.
I saw that Bonnie's skirt was pushed up and that Sean's hand was up between her thighs. Bonnie's head was leaning back against the headrest.
The young devil was fingering her! It was too dark for me to tell if his hand was either inside or outside her panties, but either way, the kid was going for it. I admired his spirit, smiling to myself. I wondered if the driver had noticed any of the action in his rear view mirror!
I felt so proud of Bonnie, that she could attract the attentions of someone so much younger than us. I knew that men, young and old looked admiringly at her, but a 26 year old? Even if he was drunk, it's still a fantastic compliment.
The car pulled up outside the hotel's entrance and I opened my door. I then opened Bonnie's door and helped her out. She gave me a sly wink as I did so.
She staggered into my arms and I pretended to struggle to hold her up, calling on Sean for a little help. We supported her on both sides and walked/carried her to the elevator.
I leaned her against the wall as the elevator doors closed and only then did I notice that her skirt was still rucked up. It wasn't high enough to see her panties, but there was a good expanse of thighs on view.
Bonnet blurted out, "Gotta pee, gotta pee", wriggling her legs.
I told her we were nearly there and to hold it for a little while longer.
I then asked Sean if he wouldn't mind helping me get her to our room, and he agreed eagerly. He seemed to have sobered up a lot now. It's amazing what the libido can so!
We left the elevator and made it down the hall to our room, Bonnie again telling us that she had to pee. I swiped the card key and we supported her as we entered.
The bathroom was just inside the door and I reached in to flick on the light switch. It was very bright in there and I leaned Bonnie against the vanity, acting as though I was struggling to hold her up.
"Gotta pee, gotta pee", she moaned again.
I told Sean that he'd have to help me. He asked what he could do. I told him it was very embarrassing, but I needed him to pull down her underwear as I held her up.
He didn't need telling a second time. I told him to pull her skirt up and tuck it in at the waist, so it would be out of the way, then to remove her panties.
He succeeded in pulling up her skirt, tucking it into her waistband, and then knelt down to pull down her panties. As he did so, her bush was at eye-level to him. I saw him take in the sight and hesitate. Bonnie kept just the pubic hair above her slit and was clean-shaven below. With the light in that bathroom, I knew he'd get a great view of her slit. I was sure she'd be aroused, so he probably could see her pussy lips swollen and wet.
I told him to hurry up before she peed herself and it shook him back to life. As he continued pulling her panties down Bonnie smiled at me without him seeing her.
He lifted one of her feet and pulled the panties off, leaving them wrapped around her other ankle.
I then maneuvered her over to the toilet and sat her down. She allowed her legs to fall open, showing her pussy fully.
Sean stood there mesmerized, staring at her pussy as she started to piss. I looked up like I'd forgotten that he was still there and told him that maybe he should go out of the bathroom to give Bonnie a little privacy, knowing inside that it was way past that stage!
When he went into the bedroom, Bonnie looked at me me and giggled. I whispered that she was doing a great job. I then asked if she wanted to fuck him. She just shrugged her shoulders, which to me, meant 'maybe'.
She wiped herself and stood up. I whispered for her to resume the drunk act. Then I called Sean to ask for his help getting her to the bed. He came back into the bathroom and his eyes immediately went to Bonnie's pussy. We led her to the bed and sat her on the edge. She slumped back onto the bed, leaving her pussy exposed. Sean was again staring at it.
I then informed Sean that I'd seen him in the car with his hand up Bonnie's skirt. He had that look of 'shock, horror' on his face, stammering out that he was sorry, that he was drunk and forgot who he was with.
I calmed him down by telling him that it was OK, that I was actually turned on knowing that he had been touching Bonnie. He relaxed and I asked him with a grin if he had gotten his hand inside her panties and he looked at me and sheepishly said that he had. I asked him if he'd enjoyed it and he nodded his head vigorously.
I asked him if he'd like another go at it and he he looked at me like I'd offered him the winning lottery ticket.
We moved over to Bonnie on the bed and I told him to go ahead. He looked at me like he thought that I'd leave him to it, but I told him that I wanted to watch this time.