Wedding Day Ch#2
Just then the bell went off, letting everybody know it was time for the party to start.
Amy looked at me with raised eyebrows and a questioning expression that said, 'are we going downstairs?'
Amy said, "Claire if all of this makes you uncomfortable, I tell you what. Kate, John, and I will go downstairs and check it out. You stay here and I will text you if you should join us or if we are on our way back. Sound good?"
Claire relaxed and nodded her head, which confirmed she agreed with Amy's plan.
Amy opened the door and Kate, Amy, and I exited the room. In the hallway, we were greeted by Janice and Bret.
I was surprised when I saw Janice, she looked hot. She had on a similar short mini-skirt which I knew she was required to wear, but it still surprised me, she looked amazing. She was wearing a halter top that was struggling to contain her large tits, which was another surprise. The dress she wore at dinner was very reserved and made her look somewhat maidenly and not at all sexy, but now, wow she looked hot.
"Where's Claire," Brett asked.
Amy said, "She isn't feeling well. She might join us later."
"I hope so," Brett said.
"Keep it in your kilt asshole. The night is young," Janice said obviously aware of Bret's attraction to Claire.
The five of us headed down the hallway, followed by other couples staying on the second floor.
We got to the balcony that overlooked the giant ballroom. I looked over the railing down into the ballroom and was amazed at the transformation.
The round tables that had been in the ballroom for dinner were all gone. The center of the ballroom was lit up like a stage with the rest of the room in the shadows. At one end of the ballroom, there was a disc jockey playing music. With the lights on the dance floor being so bright I was just barely able to make out that there were now small cocktail tables with chairs set up around the dance floor.
Amy looked at me and said, "Oh, this looks like it is going to be fun. Promise to dance with me, Babe!"
We got to the end of the balcony where the stairs lead down to the ballroom. The guy that told us to go back to our room earlier was standing there in a Tux and still wearing the Mardi Gras-type mask.
The couple in front of us was an attractive black couple. She was stunning. Tall and thin with corn rows. She was wearing a red miniskirt and a red tube top. I glanced around at the other women in the line behind us and almost every one of them was wearing a tube top similar to Amy and Kate's.
The man in the tux waved the attractive black woman through but the man she was with was still wearing the suit he wore to the wedding.
"Excuse me sir, but you need to change or you are not allowed to attend the after-party," the usher said.
"I am not wearing a skirt to the party," he grumbled.
"Sir, then I cannot let you attend the party, you are welcome to go back to your room and change. If not, you will be asked to leave the premises," the usher said in a pleasant voice but at the same time with authority behind it.
The pretty girl he was with was already four steps down the stairway. She turned and with a very dismissive tone in her voice said, "I told you. Go change or leave, I am going to the party." She turned and continued down the stairs.
The guy looked at the line of people expecting someone to support him, but all of us men were dressed as the instructions had said. Green plaid Kilt and white formal shirt and nothing else. I noticed some men had shoes on, but I was barefoot, the note said to wear only what was in the bag.
The guy didn't know what to do, but the usher did.
"Sir, once again, please go change or Charlie here will escort you off the premises," the usher said, staying very polite and never raising his voice to a threatening tone through it all.
The man stood there not knowing what to do, but soon Charlie showed up in a Tux wearing a similar mardi gras mask and escorted him down the hallway and what I assumed was out of the building.
Amy stepped up to the usher and the usher asked, "Miss, did you follow the dress code to the letter?"
Amy being the smart ass she can be, lifted her skirt with one hand and pulled her tube top down with the other exposing her tits and bare pussy, and said, "I think so, what do you think?"
The usher didn't say a word, just opened the rope and let Amy proceed.
Kate followed Amy's lead and did the same thing, lifting her skirt and then dropping her top. Kate and Amy headed down the stairs holding hands and giggling. They were both giggling so much they seemed to forget I had not passed inspection yet.
"Sir," the guy started with me and I cut him off and lifted my Kilt to show him I was just as commando as the girls.
I took a step to the left and turned when I heard Janice from behind me say, "Seriously, you want a free peek of all the lady's pussys? Here you go," Janice then lifted her skirt exposing her pussy to the usher, and then pulled her halter top to the side exposing one of her very large tits.
My opinion of Janice changed in a flash. Once again I thought, where had she been hiding those tits during dinner. They were clearly enhanced and she must have gone to the same artist as Melody because they were every bit as spectacular as Melody's tits.
I turned and looked at Janice and she flashed a smile at me that went straight down to my cock.
"Handsome, will you help me down the stairs, please? I'm not used to walking in heels this high," Janice said to me as she reached out and took my arm.
Amy heard the exchange and she looked up at me and rolled her eyes.
I heard the usher ask Bret the same question, had he followed the dress code, then I heard the usher say, "WOW, that's impressive, enjoy the night."
I turned around to see what that was about but Bret had already started down the stairs behind us.
I looked at Janice and asked, "What was that all about?"
"Who, knows? I think that usher is a perve. He just wants to see which ladies have hairless snatch," Janice said as we continued down the stairs. She was clutching my arm very tight as we went down the stairs, taking each step very slowly. She was having a hard time managing the stairs in the stripper shoes she was wearing.
When we got to the bottom of the stairs Amy was waiting for me and she looked perturbed.
"Can I have my husband back now Janice?" Amy said as she took my arm and pulled me away from Janice's grasp.
Amy and I have been in the lifestyle for a while and in all the time we have shared each other with other people I have never seen her get jealous. I on the other hand have on a couple of occasions gotten jealous, but never Amy. Normally she gets turned on when other women flirt with me, but something about Janice latching onto my arm upset her.
I was about to ask if she was ok when Amy smiled at me and said, "Wow, look at this place! You would never know that a little over an hour ago it was full of people dancing. All the round tables are gone and look how they have the dance floor lit up so that the rest of the room is in the shadows. Do you think there is going to be a show?"
Amy and I headed to a cocktail table that was just next to the stairs. From the table, Amy picked we could watch people come down the stairs. Kate followed us and quickly grabbed a chair on my left side. I was now sitting between Amy and Kate. My cock noticed as well and it was quickly moving to chubby status.
I asked Kate and Amy what they would like to drink and Kate said she would stick with champagne for now and Amy said she would have whatever I was having.
I came back with four glasses of champagne.
"Champagne? Seriously? Amy said.
"Babe, they are pouring Dom Pérignon now, not that the Veuve Clicquot they were pouring during the reception was bad, but come on. I figured you would want at least one glass," I said.
Amy laughed and said, "They didn't have any tequila I take it."
"They are still setting up the bar and he assured me they have some amazing Tequilas coming. You ladies will know where to find me until we head back to our room," I said smiling.
Kate said, "These are good seats, we can watch everybody come down the stairs."
"Yeah, we can look right up their skirts and Kilt's too," Amy said as she raised her glass.
I should have known why my wife picked this particular table. She wasn't wrong though. I looked up at a couple coming down the stairs and I could see the woman's bare pussy as clear as day as she strode down the stairs.
Kate said, "My cooch is right on the chair, I hope I don't leave a stain. I still have cum leaking out of me."
Amy put her hand on Kate's thigh and said, "That's one lucky chair."
The room filled up quickly with all the guests. It was then that I noticed it was almost all family, Uncles, Aunts, nieces and nephews, and a small handful of the bride and grooms friends. I wondered again as to why Amy and I were invited to the wedding and even more as to why we were invited to this after-party and given a room for the night.
None of the immediate family members were there yet. I glanced around the room and I counted roughly thirty people, mostly couples but there were a few single women. I made eye contact with the tall black woman whose partner wouldn't change and we exchanged smiles. I noticed two other women that I had seen with a partner during dinner, were now alone. Whether the men they were with earlier were their spouses or boyfriends, they weren't around now.
Most of the nieces and nephews were young, in their late twenties to early thirties. All of them were married and had their spouse with them. Women in green mini shirts with white tube tops or halter tops and the men in green plaid Kilts and white formal shirts. Most of the women had chosen to wear tube tops with just a few women wearing halter tops.
I hadn't paid much attention as people continued to arrive, why would I, sitting between Kate and Amy? As I scanned the room I noticed four couples sitting with the extended family that I couldn't remember seeing during the reception. As I surveyed the rest of the room I noticed several other couples that I was sure I had not seen at the reception.
The lights dimmed on the stairway and the music lowered. A spotlight lit up the stairway. At the top were Jasmin and Shannon with Finn and Paul right behind them. All four of them were dressed exactly alike. The men were in red plaid Kilts and red shirts with the ladies in red mini skirts and red tube tops. I was surprised to see Jasmin in a mini-skirt, but she looked stunning, with her long tone brown legs and her perky breast tucked inside her top, which did nothing to hide her dark erect nipples. The bigger surprise was Shannon, she was wearing just as short of a mini skirt, and the halter top she had on looked two sizes too small for her very large breast. Even from down on the main floor, we could see the sides of her full breast.
I felt like a kid trying to look up Jasmin's and Shanon's skirts as they walked down the stairs.
