Richard Plumy had agreed to go to the wedding against his better judgement, he hated weddings and he knew his wife would leave him unattended whilst she fussed about making sure everything was just so for her cousin's reception, she was always the same. Richard usually sat about drinking too much at such affairs and getting the worse for drink. His mind went back to his own wedding, then Sally had been young vibrant and sexy, but after the marriage she had let herself go. She was now plump what some would describe as dumpy, sex had slowly deteriorated from twice a day to once a month as Richard did not find her stimulating. Sally had stopped attracting her husband and regarded him as an ornament and a provider she considered him asexual and of no real threat to anyone in any sexual sort of way. Richard however still had sexual urges, it was just that with Sally his performance had diminished considerably, but he still had wild dreams of the days when he had been up there with the best of them. He hoped that somehow this would be the day he could live out his fantasy but there was little hope of that, in his mind he hoped that this time would be different, he had no idea how the day would change his mind about weddings.
The following day Richard first had to drive his wife to the bride's house; when they arrived Richard went into the lounge and poured himself the first drink of the day whilst Sally, his wife, went up to see the bride. Sally was to be the Matron of honour and she hurried up to see if Madeleine was anywhere near ready. Richard could hear the commotion above him and from curiosity he wandered up to see what the fuss was about. There sat the bride in a silk robe with tears running down her face, the robe was partially open and Richard could see she was naked beneath the clinging material. He felt his prick twitch as he saw her firm young breasts partially exposed, the sight brought back memories of long ago when he had married the 'now plump' Sally. Madeleine was distraught and as Sally put her arms around her; Madeleine looked up and sobbed,
"Oh Sally everything is going wrong, last night I had a terrible row with Charles, I wanted to wait to have sex until after the wedding, I know we have had sex many times before; but I wanted tonight to be special. As usual he had his way and it was a disaster, he gets me in the mood and then has to go out to buy condoms."
"I thought those were a thing of the past now that the pill is so readily available." Sally said looking surprised.
"I can't take them, I'm allergic to something in the make up of the dammed things, but let me get back to last night. When he returned with the condoms I had gone back but he couldn't wait and inevitably he came long before I was ready, leaving me very frustrated. We had a frightful row and he stormed off. Then this morning Uncle Frank who was going to give me away rang in sick, he's had a heart attack. I never thought he was the nervous type so now what do I do? How can I ask someone to give me away at such short notice?"
Sally had heard Richard come up stairs and she went to the door and motioned for him to come on into the bedroom and she said to Madeleine,
"Richard will help you I'm sure; he will be only too willing to step into the breach and help you Madeleine, won't you Richard?"
Richard stepped into the room unable to take his eyes off the bride's breasts as the robe opened further.
"Oh yes," he said, "I'll do anything to help you Madeleine, anything at all."
"Don't just stand there gawping Richard get the girl's dress from over there or she will be late."
Sally wiped Madeleine's tears from her reddened eyes and whispered,
"Just ignore Richard, he's quite harmless; let's get you looking something like normal"
Richard walked across the room to where the white dress hung on a hanger on the front of the wardrobe and as he reached up he heard Sally say,
"Let's get you dressed. "
Richard turned dress in hand and to Richards surprise Sally slipped off Madeleine's robe leaving the young woman totally naked. Richard felt his penis begin to firm and he held the dress infront of him to hide the growing bulge.
"Sit by the mirror dear and let's get your underwear on. Sally said
Richard's mouth was dry as he stared openly at the naked figure infront of the mirror his prick was throbbing in the tightness of his trousers. Sally dried Madeleine's eyes seemingly oblivious to Richard's presence. Madeleine put on the flimsy bra and thong panties as Richard brought the dress towards them. Richard stood whilst Sally put Madeleine's makeup on and when the bride's reddened eyes where touched up and she looked as pretty as a picture.
"Stand up Madeleine and let Richard put your dress over your head." Sally said,