My wife Trina and I, Dick, dated in high school from ninth grade on and had a great relationship. Well, great except she had a thing for my older brother, Ed. They met when she came to our house for a summer picnic. When I introduced them, I noticed both seemed taken by the other and figured I would have to stay on my toes. You see, Ed was two years older than I and had a thing for stealing other guys' women, even some wives. Our dad thought he was a waste; Mom on the other hand felt he could do no wrong, and all his problems were others' doing. I sided with Dad because some of my friends had suffered at his hands.
Ed was 6' 3", about 185 chiseled pounds, extremely good looking, and carried a large cock with which he was very capable. He had quite a reputation as a ladies' man, and I'm sure Trina was aware of it. There was some dancing that day, and he spent a lot of time dancing with my girl. Finally I was able to get a dance and asked her why she let him monopolize so much of her time.
"God, he is so damned good looking and knows how to treat a woman right. He can speak with a lot of authority. I have heard he is hung, and now I know it is true; he had his big erection pressing against my belly all the time we were dancing. My pussy is still soaked. Too bad I met you first, I could really go for him!" That gave my self worth little support, and I felt a sense of dread.
"Yeah, I noticed he was squeezing your ass cheeks and you kissed him several times. Have I lost you?"
She giggled. "Of course not, I love you. But he is my brother-in-law to be, so I thought we should get off on the right foot."
"I'm sure you know he is a relationship wrecker with no conscience, and I am not immune to his tricks. Please be extremely careful around him."
"Oh, okay, Honey, I'll raise my brother-in-law shield to keep him at bay and to keep you from worrying." She kissed my cheek and laughed it off. My worries did not cease.
Life went on well for a while, then I asked Trina to marry me. She accepted and we set the date in six months, in early June. Trina and her mother were very busy with the arrangements which I missed because my job requirements were growing. About two weeks before the wedding, I asked Trina to go to a movie that I wanted to see. She begged off, saying she was busy. Without meaning to pry I asked what was up. She acted a bit perturbed and blew me off. I did not get riled about it, and forgot it. A week later a friend of mine said he had seem Trina out that Friday night with Ed, dressed in a hot party dress and dancing her pretty little legs off. Now I knew why she was busy! I also discovered she was out very late. What the hell was going on? I asked her at the earliest opportunity.
"Oh, Honey, Ed said since we were now family, we should celebrate early by going out for dinner and dancing. It was so much fun. He's a whole lot better dancer than you, and I just loved being in his arms for the slow songs." More damage to my ego.
"What did you do after?"
"Well, we danced till 4am at Rico's, because they are open late, then we went for early breakfast, then we went to his place and danced some more and talked a lot. He took me home about 9am."
"9? Why so late?"