"I will be out in five minutes honey," Jenny Dolan said as she turned the water on hot and stepped into the shower to get ready for her rehearsal dinner this evening. She smiled with delight when she thought that this was her last night as a single woman, and with even greater joy at the fact that she was going to be married to the most wonderful man that she had ever known, in a few short hours. As she washed her long red hair and gazed at her reflection in the mirror through beautiful pale green eyes, she was bubbling with excitement in the knowledge that Peter was the man for her. She loved him with all of her heart and wanted nothing more then to be the best wife in the world to him, but there was a secret that she kept from him, a secret that if he ever knew would destroy their life together.
He was a true and decent man, who showered her with such love and tenderness and made her feel so completely and wholly loved, but there was another who had ignited a passion inside of her the likes of which she had never known. Many times she had tried to forget him and push him from her mind, but the desire that he awoke in her caused her will to weaken and force Matt back into the forefront of her fantasies. The very thought of him caused her arousal and as she washed her breasts her nipples began to harden, part from her manipulation, but also from, her desire. She loved Peter with all of her heart, but he had never been able to drive her desire the way that Matt had done, and he had never been able to fill her with such animal lust and sexual fury the way Matt did.
She knew it was wrong and she had betrayed Peter, but the fire that he had started inside of her continued to burn. Her large breasts swelled and her pussy began to ach as she thought of him between her legs, his mouth devouring her sex and his tongue reaching deep inside of her, teasing her clit and exploring her secret garden. Her breath began to quicken as she detached the shower head and placed it between her legs, with thoughts of his large tool pounding her in and out, and filling her to the breaking point. Harder and harder he pounded her, his cock sinking deeper and deeper inside of her, and driving her to an unimaginable release of pleasure.
"Argh," she sighed as her release came, her chest heaving and her legs straining to keep her upright. She returned the shower head to the holder and braced her hands on the wall to steady herself and gain her bearings.
That's in the past and will never happen again, it was a mistake that I will never allow again
she thought to herself as she fell from her high.
Never again!!!!
She finished her shower, and after drying off, pulled on a tight black lace thong that fit snugly over her firm behind and seductive hips. She complemented this with a matching bra that was taxed to it's limit trying to hold her large firm breasts. She then walked over to her closet and pulled on her favorite black dress, which was cut short to accentuate her long toned legs, and clung, to her body to highlight all of her curves. Her flaming red hair was combed back in her typical ponytail, and her pale green eyes were dancing with excitement as she sprayed herself with a wisp of perfume and gazed in the mirror to check the final product.
"Ok girl, you have had some bumps along the way, but it's time to start your new life. It's time for you to become Mrs. Peter White," she said softly as she smiled at her reflection with tears of joy in her eyes. Her eyes took on a far away look as she remembered the first time she met Peter and all the joy and the love that they had experienced together, and she suddenly felt very guilty again for her betrayal of him. She wiped the tears from her eyes and was more determined now then ever to never let Peter down and never betray his love for her again.
"Never again," she said sternly as she walked out the door and joined him for the rehearsal dinner.
The evening was going perfectly as Jenny and Peter mingled amongst their guests and talked excitedly about the wedding. The rehearsal had gone off beautifully and everyone played their part to perfection. Jenny had a few glasses of wine and clung to Peters arm as family and friends wished them well and began to take their seats for dinner. As Jenny sat down next to Peter, she noticed an empty seat beside her and began to push it away so she could have more leg room at the rather cramped table. Just as she was about to move it away a man suddenly stopped her by swiftly sitting down. She looked up at his face and her mouth gaped in horror as she stared into the face of Matt.
"Hi Jenny. I noticed nobody was sitting here so I thought I would take it. Oh by the way Congratulations on your wedding," he said as he wickedly smiled at her. She felt as if someone had kicked her in the stomach as she saw him shake hands with Peter and congratulated him as well.
"Well thanks Matt. It's so good of you to come," Peter said as he pumped Matt's hand and insisted he take the seat next to Jenny. Jenny said nothing as all of this transpired, she just tried to remain calm and collected hoping to get through the meal without incident. After a few minutes the atmosphere relaxed as the meal began to be served and the wine began to flow more freely.
Jenny was ignoring Matt completely and refused to answer him on several occasions when he tried to get her attention. She was doting on Peter and trying to eradicate Matt totally from her surroundings. Matt did not seem at all bothered by her lack of attention to him, and joined in conversation with the rest of the table. The reaction that she was getting from Matt caused her to relax even more and she decided to let her guard down a little more by having more wine. After the meal the ceremonial toasts began and people from both families stood and wished them a life of love and happiness. Jenny was beginning to feel very warm inside as a result of all of the sentiment and wine, and kissed Peter deeply each time they were toasted.
As the well wishing wore on she began to feel a hand on her leg, and softly moaned as she felt her thigh being massaged. She inhaled sharply as she felt the hand move below her dress and softly rub her inner thigh. A fire between her legs began to grow as she felt the hand begin to rise toward her very moist pussy. Suddenly she jumped back to reality and realized that she should stop this, but when she looked over at Peter she saw both of his hands clearly visible on the table. Panic shot into her heart as she turned her head and saw one of Matt's hands on the table, but the other one was out of sight.
"Stop it now," she whispered at him sternly as she slammed her legs together tightly and trapped his hand between them. She repeated herself and clamped her legs together like a vice, but failed to realize the position he was in. His hand was now palming her sex and he began to gently squeeze his hand together and grope her. He could feel her heat and continued his manipulations as she strained to close her legs tighter and tighter. The fire began to grow inside of her and her juices started to flow as she felt his hand squeeze her sex. She was determined to stop him, but the harder she pulled her legs together the further she pushed his hand into her. Desperate to stop the onslaught, she grasped his hand and tried to pull him away, but as she moved to his hand, she relaxed her thighs and his hand was now in total possession of her mound.
