Author's note: This story is part of a series called 'The wedding party"'. The stories can be read in any order and are vignettes involving different members of the wedding party.
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I saw Misty give my brother Kevin a little wave from where she was standing. It made me giggle inside. We were standing by the door waiting for the bride so we could walk down the aisle. My name is Ginny and my sister Becky was marrying Mark, Misty's older brother. Becky was 3 years older than me. It was exciting. Mark was a great guy and they'd been dating for about two years.
My family and I had met Misty a few times before the wedding festivities but we had never spent much time with her. She seemed really nice. She was also really cute. 5'3 about 120 lbs. long brown hair and dark eyes. At 20 she was a year younger than me, but not by much. I knew my brother, 22, thought she was hot. Whenever he saw her he would say something to me.
I thought back to the bachelorette party a few weeks ago. My sister's friends decided the bachelorette party would be in Vegas. I thought of Misty and wondered how she would go as she was underage. I needn't have worried. Misty got an ID from one of my sister's friends and was all set.
The bachelorette party was Friday night. We all agreed to dress the same all weekend. A short black dress and black underwear was the uniform of the night. We were going to meet in the hotel lobby and head to the party which was was at a bar in the hotel. I went to the lobby and found two of my sister's friends that were already there. Gotta admit, the three of us in the lobby all dressed the same attracted some looks. It didn't hurt that we all looked great in it. The dress really complimented my 5'5" frame. With a 36c bust and about 115 I got my share of looks wherever I went, but the three of us got more than our share. Even more as the rest of the girls joined us.
We were finally all there and were waiting for Mark's mom. My mom and Mark's stepmom were meeting us at the bar. As usual when you've got a group of girls partying in Vegas we were boisterous, ok, we were loud. Lots of high pitched laughs and 'Woos'.
Finally Mark's mom showed up. When I saw her I realized she had decided to go with the black dress uniform. We all went quiet. She looked self conscious.
"Too Much?" she asked.
We assured her she rocked the dress and headed to the bar. Then someone asked if Mark's mom had the whole uniform on including the black thong. She flipped her dress up and showed us her thong. That set off more 'Woos' setting the mood for the night. We were all laughing as we headed for the bar.
Since Misty and I were family instead of friends we didn't know rest of the girls as well so we kind of hung out together. We had fun. Misty was really cool and sweet. She complimented me on how well I wore the dress and my hair. I thanked her.
The party was fun. We played all the usual shower games. Misty and I would make jokes about her brother and my sister and add funny innuendos to each other about everything anyone said. As with any bachelorette party some of the gifts were lingerie. We'd hoot and Misty and I would make sexual remarks to each other about it.
Of course, when you have that many girls all dressed in hot dresses in one place we attracted attention. Mostly older men. Misty and I flirted with the best of them, leading the men on, and then blowing them off.
Sometimes we'd tease them by telling them we were together. We'd hug each other and hold hands. We even pretended we were bi and looking for a guy to join us. It was a blast. Misty had me giggling all night.
As the party ended Becky's friends decided we should go out dancing. Misty and I both begged off as we didn't really know the other girls, but they insisted so we jumped in one of the cabs with them and headed out.
We had the cabs drop us off right in front of the club. There was a long line, but it seems the doorman thought a group of hot girls, all dressed alike, would be a great addition to the club. They let us right in. I felt like such a VIP.
We all got drinks and headed to the dance floor. That was the only round of drinks we bought all night. Lots of older men in their 30s and 40s. I guess the club figures that older men will spend a lot of money buying drinks for pretty women.
Misty and I pretty much danced with each other all night. Men would try to join us and, keeping our distance, we'd do a sexy shimmy at them. We were having fun. We'd tease but no touching. Well, no touching the men. Misty and I were all over each other.
I'd back into her and grind my ass into her. She'd back into me and I'd wrap my arms around her as we'd shimmy together. Whenever a man tried to touch us we'd dance into each other's arms. We had a blast. We spent the night dancing, laughing and teasing. I felt sexy and happy.
The group was going to the pool the next day. Misty and I agreed to meet for brunch and said goodnight.
The next morning I got dressed for the pool. White bikinis were the uniform of the day. I didn't own one and had to buy one for the trip. It wasn't anything special. Just your standard bikini. I pulled it on and put on shorts and a tshirt over it.
I met Misty at the buffet. She looked hot. She was wearing a string bikini that covered what was needed and barely anything else. It left no question as to what was underneath. The bottoms clasped at her hip and the top was a bandeau style. Over that she wore a gauzy cover up.
We ran into my brother Kevin and another groomsman, Sean, for breakfast. They joined us. Kevin tried to keep his eyes off Misty, but was not succeeding. He'd had a crush on her since the day he met her. I couldn't blame him, she was pretty and sweet, the sexy girl next door. Even I wondered if that body was as amazing under that suit.
We had a nice breakfast. The guys told us they were planning on playing golf with the other groomsman. We said we were going to the pool and then out dancing. They asked where we'd be dancing. We didn't know but told them we'd text them when we found out.
The conversation went on through breakfast. It was nice. You could see Kevin flirt with Misty and she flirted back. Maybe it was Misty flirting with Kevin. Sean tried to flirt with me but I wasn't interested. I was polite, but didn't lead him on. Misty also engaged in conversation with me too. If I didn't know better I'd have thought she was flirting with me as well. The little innuendos made me laugh, but also made my heart flutter.
Breakfast ended, the guys went to find the others and we headed for the pool. It wasn't hard to find the others. A bunch of pretty girls in white bikinis dancing in a cabana stand out. When we showed up there were the usual girl "Woos" and giggles. We had a drink and joined the group. Our hosts were 3 older men who seemed quite content to have a bunch of young girls dancing in and around their cabana.
We joined the conversation and the fun. Like the night before Misty and I hung out, joining in when we could and making private jokes when we couldn't. Misty made me dance with her. If I thought she danced sexily last night, it was nothing compared to her dancing in a bikini. God that body could move.
Sometimes, when we danced, she'd rub her ass against me. I could feel it against my bare skin. I swear I just wanted to grab it and pull it into me. If Kevin had been there he would have died.
It was a great day, at one point I wanted to get some sun. I lay out on a towel and Misty offered to sunscreen me. I didn't think twice about it until she straddled my body and started rubbing it into me. She straddled my hips and started at my neck slowly rubbing the sunscreen in. Her hands moved slowly over my skin and down my body. I found myself concentrating on her every touch and anticipating where she might go next.
Her hands moved down my body. When she got to the sides of my breasts she slowed down and paid more attention to that area. As her fingers moved in circles on the side of my breasts I let out a soft sigh.
Misty leaned in to my ear and whispered, "Feels good, doesn't it? You have great breasts."
I'm sure I blushed, but all I choked out was thanks.
Misty moved down and straddled my thighs. She continued to rub lotion down my back. Her hands flirted with the band of my bikini bottoms. Sometimes her fingertips Would dip just below the band. I was very aware of her fingers and enjoying her touch.
She moved off to one side and started spreading lotion on my legs. As she moved up my thighs I inadvertently spread them to give her more room. Her hands moved from my ass to my knees. As she went past my pussy I felt a jolt of electricity. There was a part of me that wanted her to touch me and a part of me that was repulsed by the idea.
After a while I could not take the teasing anymore. "That's enough," I said. "Thank you."
