The Infidel Wedding

NaughtyHubby

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OOC: Welcome to a game of adultery, passion, and seduction. If you are, like us, the kind of person that has a fascination with the Forbidden Fruit, you will enjoy reading this thread. And, possibly, you might want to participate yourself :)

This story takes place before and at a wedding. It will actually have three parts - preparations, rehearsal, and the actual wedding. Two of the roles are already taken: I will play the groom, and Candy plays the Maid of Honor. You can figure out for yourself how this fits in with the name of this story ;) As for any other characters, feel free to join in and play. You can be the bride, parents, minister, flower girl, or whatever else you enjoy. In the least, you will get a glimpse at the naughty things that the groom and maid of honor are up to. At best, there are other people that participate at this wedding that really should not get too close... but hopefully will :)
The actual build up might take a while, but then again, aren't the seduction, the dropping of hints, the exchange of secret glances, and the other details that lead up to the actual consumption of forbidden passion the most fun?

IC: I took a deep breath and looked around. So this was the store where my bride had picked out her rather expensive wedding attire. I wasn't really sure why she had made me come with her club of bridesmaids, except for the fact that I had to drive because they were all a little tipsy from sharing champagne over the afternoon. I knew I wasn't even allowed to see her in her dress before the wedding, so there wasn't much for me to do in the store after all. This was her final fitting day, then tomorrow would be the rehearsal, and the day after that - our wedding. It was hard to believe that we were so close to forever being inseperable.

The only good point about being in the store was that my fiancee had asked her maid of honor to keep me busy while the bride and the other bridesmaids were spending time in the secret fitting room doing who knows what. I had always enjoyed the company of my wife's long time best friend, and there seemed to be a certain spark between us. "Now now, Chris, don't let your mind wander into that direction again," I told myself. After all, I was to be married in just two days...

I adjusted my jacket over my chest and looked into one of the many mirrors. I smiled a little. I knew she would like me in a tuxedo. I was tall, toned, without being bulky. My light blue eyes had a certain shine to them, and there was a slight golden reflection in my short blonde hair. Yes, I would make a presentable groom.

Just then I saw the maid of honor behind me in the mirror, and I had to take a deep breath. She really looked gorgeous. I turned around and flashed her a smile.

"So... what are we going to do while the others are amusing each other in that back room?"
 
Candy - Maid of Honor

OOC: NaughtyHubby, clean out your PMs, sent messages and tracking messages. I can't get through.

IC: Chris was so handsome in his tuxedo, it made my heart lurch. I'd always been attracted to him, hoping more would come of it, but as soon as the engagement was announced, I fell into a depression. You know the old saying, always a bridesmaid, never a bride? That was me.

I couldn't believe I'd been asked to babysit him through all this, but I guess that was one of the many tasks assigned to the Maid of Honor. And, frankly, I didn't mind. His California-like good looks always took my breath away. I always felt on the brink of losing control while around him. He made me nervous in a wonderfully delicious sort of way.

"Hmm, turn around. Let me see if that fits you well enough."

As he twirled obediently, I stared at his crotch. The pants were a little tight, making his bulge noticeable. Now, how do I address that with him?

Blushing, I averted my eyes, just to see he'd caught me staring, which made me even more embarrassed.
 
I did turn around when she told me to, and I catched her glance. She was looking right at my crotch, for a considerable amount of time. And then she blushed so cutely. I had to smile. My cheeks were burning a little myself, but I was more focused on watching her than on feeling embarrassed. My cock even grew a little in my wedding tuxedo, thinking about the attention it had gotten from the maid of honor. A naughty little tingle ran down my spine.

"So, what do you think? Is it going to do for my wedding day?"

My smile turned into a playful little grin. I took the time that she needed to answer to let my gaze wander over her, admiring the way her clothes fit on her. She had such a different style from my fiancee. My wedding would probably be my fiancee's first time of wearing high heels, but her maid of honor and her delicious legs seemed to have been amde for elegant shoes, and she was sure used to wearing them.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I would only embarrass myself further if my thoughts caused a stronger reaction in my loins. The bulge was visible now, but it could become quite an eye catcher if I wasn't careful...
 
Candy - Maid of Honor

"Well, it would be more appropriate for your wedding night, as tight as it's fitting in the crotch. You might want to have them loosen the seams or get you a bigger size. Seems you're more endowed in that area than most."

I couldn't believe I'd said that, but the words were already out. What in the hell did I think I was doing? I was flirting with my best friend's fiance. They were getting married in a few months and I was flaming an attraction I had for him.

I blushed again as I saw his eyes roaming over my body. I'd worn my signature heels with a short skirt and skimpy tank top. I hadn't realized the groom would be here or I might have dressed a little more demurely. But that was water under the bridge.

I walked over to him and put my hands on his shoulders, turning him back to the mirror. It felt good to touch him, even though the tuxedo jacket was draping over him.

"See?" I pointed to his crotch where he was quite evidently sporting a growing erection.

"Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?"

I used my best Mae West impression to pull that one off.
 
I was a little taken aback for a moment at her words. After her first blushing, I had not expected her to tell me nonchalantly that she thought my cock was rather large, and that it was so visible. I did not answer right away; it was a rather intimate moment, and I used it to let my gaze wander over her gorgeous appearance once more. Subconsciously, the tip of my tongue wet my lips as I saw her standing there in her heels and skirt. The hem of the latter was short enough to tease me with a promise of revelation at every move, but it never moved quite enough. The fabric of her tank top was stretched out over her breasts. Sure, I was more well endowed in a certain area than most, but she was definitely blessed in some areas as well. And... were those her hard nipples I could see, almost poking holes into the top?

I was shaken out of my adoration for her by her hands, which turned me to the mirror again. I looked at the way she was standing behind me, her slender frame disappearing behind my masculine figure. Her hand pointed at my crotch, and she did her impression. I had to laugh. My blue eyes were sparkling, and my smile was genuine as I looked her in the eyes.

"I am always happy to see you. I don't usually see enough of you..." I glanced over to the other end of the store after hearing something, but my bride was apparently still in the change room. The thought of her changed the mood a little, though, and I tried to sober up. What the hell was I thinking, flirting here with my fiancee's best friend and maid of honor? It was bad enough that I often fantasized about her when my bride and I were in bed together. Those were usually the times when we ended up sweaty, after I had almost banged my woman through the bed.

I cleared my throat. "Alright then, you made your point. I'll change the pants." One of my hands wandered, with a mind of its own, to hers thatw as still on my shoulders and lay on top of it, gently, yet firmly. I looked into her eyes for another moment before tearing my gaze away and reaching for another pair of wedding tuxedo pants...
 
Candy - Maid of Honor

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IC: His hand touching mine sent a ripple of pleasure into me. It was so warm on top of mine. And when his gaze caught mine in the mirror. Was I reading something there? My heart began to flutter.

I shook myself out of my reverie while he went to change pants. I felt out of control, realizing my growing attraction to Chris. What was it about fruits of the forbidden tree?

I turned toward the mirror to make sure I was still presentable and was shocked to see my nipples poking through the fabric. Surely Chris had seen that. Why, oh, why didn't I wear my jacket instead of leaving it in the car?

He returned in the new trousers. They were much more sedate, but not nearly as fun to look at him in.

He faced toward the mirror. I once again placed my hands on his shoulder, leaning to the side to look in the mirror.

"See, that's much more decent, though not as fun."

I caught his eye and winked at him.
 
I took a little bit of time in picking out the pants, just to try and calm down. My cock had grown quite a bit form touching Candy and being so close to her. I had almost felt her breasts pushing into my back. Those delicious, full round breasts... she had quite a bit more on her than my fiancee. But that wasn't the main attraction. She just seemed to be so... so... naturally sexy. It was hard to explain, really, but there was strong chemistry there.

I smiled at her comments about the pants. My bulge didn't show up as much, and my cock had calmed down a little as well. Now just don't look at her gorgeous figure too much, Chris, and don't read too much into that smile of hers. She's the maid of honor on your wedding.

"I guess I should go for decency over fun at my wedding, seeing that I am getting married to Jenny." I grinned at the joke, almost expecting my bride to stand right behind me in the typical comedy sort of way. But luckily, no one else heard it.

"Now... should we stick around here, or wait in the car? It seems like I have found what I was looking for."
 
Candy - Maid of Honor

"Why don't I go tell Jenny and the others we'll meet them at the restaurant for lunch? It's just around the corner."

I left him to get dressed and wandered into where the rest of the girls were, giggling, trying on gowns. Jenny and I had already chosen my gown which would be different from the rest of the bridesmaids' dresses. I told her her groom was getting antsy but had accomplished what he'd been asked to, and that we'd meet the rest of them at the restaurant.

Leaving the dressing room, I felt more alive than I had in quite a long time.

Linking arms with Chris, we strolled around the corner, heading for the restaurant, a charming place with a deck facing the marina. The sun was warm with a slight breeze floating the scent of the flowers all around us.

"Why don't we have a drink on the back terrace," I suggested.
 
An intimate lunch

"Sure, that sounds wonderful." I smiled as I led Candy by my arm to the back terrace. I pulled out the chair for her and waited for our maid of honor to be seated, before I took a seat opposite of her - so I could easily look at her while we are chatting.

Soon, we are rambling on about this and that. My concentration gets lost sometimes, be it in her gorgeous eyes, or her still very visible cleavage. Trying not to be impolite, I always manage to tear my gaze away and glance around a little. My sweet bride seems to be taking her time. There is no sign of her or the other bridesmaids yet. Not that I mind - after all, that gives me more time with her best friend.

"You know, Candy, I am very happy that Jenny picked you as the maid of honor. You're doing a great job of keepin the groom pleasantly occupied while she is going about her bridal business." I flash her a winning smile. Then, the waiter finally arrives to take our order.

"What would you like, Candy? You know that the groom is going to take care of everything today anyway, so you can have whatever you desire..."
 
Candy - Maid of Honor

As Chris took my arm to lead me to the terrace, a tingling shot through me. I almost stumbled at its intensity and I realized with a startling flash just how much I was attracted to him.

Don't go there, Candy. Jenny is your best friend. Don't do anything to endanger her trust in you.

My conscience was kicking into high gear as I pressed my body into his arm.

We settled ourselves at the table, chatting easily with each other. It's as if I'd known him my entire life. And he was so easy to look at. I felt as if the world had stopped and it was only us two.

He broke my reverie and asked me what I'd like to drink. It was well after the noon hour so I asked for my favorite alcoholic beverage.

"Mmm, I'd love a martini. Make it a Bombay Sapphire, straight up, with olives, please."

He regarded me for a moment and I almost thought he'd chide me for drinking something so strong so early in the day. But then he placed the order and we waited for the drinks to come. I couldn't stop looking at him, imagining he was my date and what fun we could have. But just fun was the furthest thing from my mind.
 
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