Martha woke up Saturday morning and thought about what a wonderful time she had with Peter yesterday afternoon. She couldn't wait to meet with him again. She would have to think of a way to be alone with him.
She started to get ready for the wedding. She knew she would be dressing for Peter. She brought a beautiful beige dress with spaghetti straps. She would wear a pair of beige silky panties and a matching see-thru bra and taupe pantyhose. The length of the dress came to just at her needs. She thought it wasn't real revealing but she thought Peter would love it.
She met Anne and Peter and went to the wedding with them. After the wedding the reception was being held in the same hotel where they were staying.
On the way back to the reception Martha sat in the front and Anne sat in the back seat. While Peter was driving he kept making quick glances at Martha's legs. He could feel his cock twitching every time he looked at them. Martha realized what he was doing and she would tease him by crossing her legs or rubbing them.
They finally arrived at the reception and everybody had assigned seating with ten people at a table. They were all at the same table along with Anne's sister and husband and with other relatives. Martha sat next to Anne with Peter on the other side of her.
Paul went and got drinks for Anne and Martha. Anne and Martha decided to go mingle and talk with some relatives they had not seen for a long time. Peter stayed at the table and was talking with his brother-in-law. Every so often he was glance over at Martha, and think how beautiful she looked. Martha would catch him looking and smile back. His brother-in-law saw someone he knew and went over to talk to that person. Peter was sitting by himself when Martha came over.
"I thought I would come over give you company, babe" Martha said.
Peter responded "You look stunning Martha!"
"Thank you, I just want to tell that yesterday afternoon was one of the best times of my life."
"Me too, Martha." Peter put his hand under the table and started rubbing her leg.
Martha stopped his hand and said "not here Peter, maybe later tonight, but definitely tomorrow when we go home."
"I only hope it happens." Said Peter.