Mandy had decided enough was enough with Mr Nasim and persuaded her father to let her take driving lessons from someone else. He didn't ask too many questions as Mandy just pretended that she couldn't get along with him, saying that he wasn't a very good instructor and she thought a more experienced person would be better.
Besides this they were all wrapped up in the preparations for the forthcoming family wedding to worry too much about it. Mandy's cousin was getting married and had asked her to be the main bridesmaid. She was thrilled at being asked and even more excited over the thought of the expensive made to measure dress she was going to wear. She had been for a couple of fittings and although she wasn't going to see the dress until the actual day she couldn't help being excited at the thought of wearing it, she just knew she was going to look like a fairytale princess.
After all the preparation the day finally came and everyone met at the brides house to get ready. The dresses had arrived earlier that day and the dressmaker was there to assist in getting both Mandy and her cousin ready. Along with Mandy there were two other bridesmaids, both youngsters whose dresses were bought off the peg, they arrived at the house all dressed and ready to go.
The brides family were quite wealthy and a good deal of time and money had been spent on every detail. The ceremony was to be held in a small local church with everyone then going on to a big swanky hotel after for the reception and evening party.
With everyone waiting downstairs the bride finally appeared at the top of the stairs in her full white dress. There were the usual "ooooh's" and "aaaah's" from everyone as she came down. She looked lovely as all brides do, but as she came down the stairs all eyes switched to Mandy as she came into view behind her. The few men that were there could only stand in dumbstruck silence unable to quite believe the wondrous sight that greeted them.
She looked just about as amazing as it was possible for a girl to be, nobody could deny that they had never seen anything quite like it in their lives. She was not only stunningly beautiful in her bridesmaids outfit but also just about too sexy for words. She lit up the whole room as she stood there like some sort of fairytale Princess, the sort that grown men can only ever dream of.
Her face was a picture of pure beauty, her hair all gathered up on top of her head with pretty blond ringlets dangling either side of her face.
Her dress was a very pale shade of lemon, a colour that went so well with her lovely golden skin. The top half was a perfectly fitted bodice made of silk subtly embroidered with very fine lace. It fitted tightly around her slender waist and the two lace trimmed cups fitted the beautiful shape of her huge round breasts perfectly. Being strapless it seemed to be a gravity defying miracle the way it held out her obviously hefty bust in front of her. Her shoulders were completely bare, her flawless young skin was so smooth and taut. All that hung around her neck was a delicate silver chain with a tiny matching cross that sat comfortably just above her exposed mountainous cleavage.
The bottom edge of the bodice section stopped either side at her waist and followed the line of her hips down the front forming a "V" shape just below her tummy. The lower part of the silk dress flowed tightly over her ass showing off its steep outward curve from the small of her back and its gorgeous shape to perfection. From mid-way down her thighs it cascaded out freely all the way to the floor, as she took each step down the stairs she gathered the front of the dress in her hand just above the knee giving a teasing glimpse of each white stocking clad foot in matching white heels.
Not only did she look unbelievably sexy but she also looked extremely elegant, the fairytale dress combined with her youthful sweetness gave her such purity that she had an almost virginal look about her. These attributes combined made her a truly amazing sight to behold, there wasn't a man there who wouldn't have given anything to plunder this "virginity." To say she outshone the bride would be an understatement, she looked so gorgeous that hardly anyone even noticed the most important person of the day.
Anyway they set off for the church and on their arrival they had to pause for a few photographs before going inside, strangely enough there were quite a few people taking pictures, mostly men, and mostly of Mandy...
The church service went well and the deed was done, all the women thought the bride looked wonderful, but every man from 18 to 80 didn't seem that interested, most of the time none of them could take their eyes off the unbelievably gorgeous bridesmaid.
After the service everyone gathered outside for yet more photographs, and again it seemed that there were a lot being taken. The truth was that the way Mandy looked in her exquisitely made dress, and the way it displayed her fantastically voluptuous 20 year old body, was just something that every red blooded male there couldn't resist taking pictures of.
Of course in her usual innocent and naive way Mandy was blissfully unaware that more cameras were focused on her than the bride, and also unaware of the affect she was having on just about every man there.
For a while everyone was left hanging around outside the church waiting for the cars to take them to the hotel. It was quite a crowd and the glorious sunshine meant that everyone was quite happy to wait around chatting for a while. Mandy of course stuck close to the bride as was her duty and as the cars arrived she stepped back to one side to allow the newly married couple into the main car.
As she did she thought she felt a hand brush lightly across her ass. She thought nothing of it, there was a big crowd and it was probably a simple accident. Then she felt it again only this time she knew it wasn't an accident as it lingered for a few moments before withdrawing. She swung around to see a few people gathered behind her, it could have been any of them and Mandy didn't want to make a fuss, instead she hoped that her reaction was enough to put off whoever it was.
A few seconds passed and she couldn't believe it, she felt it again, but this time not only did it linger but it also gave a cheeky squeeze. Mandy quickly turned to see a hand suddenly pull away, it belonged to a little old man in a flat cap standing looking the other way in an attempt to make it look as if it wasn't him.
She couldn't believe the nerve of the dirty old sod, but rather than cause an embarrassing scene she simple moved away and went to get in the car which had now arrived for her.
As they got to the hotel and the reception got under way everyone started to relax thanks to the free alcohol being handed around. The food had been served, the speeches done, and now people were happily mixing and chatting with each other as the lights dimmed and the music for the evening party got started.
It was all taking place in a huge function room on the ground floor of the hotel. At one end was the dance floor with seating around the edges and at the other was the bar where most people were hanging around.
Mandy, of course, was receiving rather a lot of attention, she thought how nice and friendly everyone was and couldn't see the obvious reason why that would be. Some men were freely chatting her up even though their wives were in the room, this was the affect she had, causing seemingly rational men to act quite out of character and suddenly become like love-struck schoolboys. Mandy of course couldn't see it, she knew men found her attractive but had little idea of how irresistible they all found her, she was just happy to be having such a nice time talking to so many "nice" people.
While all this was going on Mandy was unaware of the two fat old men sitting over in the corner on their own. They were members of the grooms family, distant uncles that nobody really knew too well, mainly because they never really mixed with the rest of the family, they preferred to keep themselves to themselves.
The only thing most people agreed on was that they were, to say the least, odd! They were brothers, not twins, but very similar in appearance. Both in their late fifties, and both fat unhealthy looking characters, with greasy hair combed across their balding heads that looked as if they must have cut it themselves. The strangest thing everyone thought about them was that they both lived together, they always had ever since their mother died when they were still quite young. They were rather weird looking, sort of backward and a little scary. Their clothes were obviously very old and clearly the wrong size with their huge bellies straining their shirt buttons and hanging over their uncomfortable looking trousers. They had fat necks covered in unshaven stubble that bulged from their tight shirt collars looking like they were almost being strangled.
Their names were Roy and Kenny, and they were a right old couple of perverts. They had come to the wedding excited at the prospect of being in the close company of so many attractive women in fine and sexy outfits bought especially for the day. There were indeed many good looking women there, and all of them very eye-catching in lovely summer dresses or nicely fitted suits, a true feast for the eyes of a couple of dirty old men. The truth was however that they had obviously spotted Mandy as soon as she arrived, as did everyone else, and hadn't been able to take their creepy old eyes off her ever since.
Being brothers and closer than most they shared an almost unhealthy obsession with women. Being odd looking old and very fat they spent much of their time fantasising over them but very little of their time actually in the company of any, so today was a real treat for them both.
