The New Bride by ILoveMarriedWomen
TWO WEEKS BEFORE THE WEDDING
When I was two years out of college, I was half dating Jane who today would be called a “Friend with Benefits.” It was not serious for either of us but it was fun. She always had to work late on Friday nights so if we were going to get together later, I would typically work late and then go get a beer before meeting up with her.
This particular night I decided to try somewhere new and as I walked up to the bar, I heard my name being called. Janes friend Shirley gave me a big hug and asked if I wanted to join her and her friends. Shirley was getting married in two weeks and I obviously could not have her seeing me scope out other women so I agreed.
I sat down next to Shirley and was introduced to her work buddies. Her friend Amy sat directly across from me and she was absolutely gorgeous. The next hour was spent dancing with a few of the women and chatting with Amy who I believe was flirting with me. It took a while but it became more obvious to the point that even Shirley noticed and interceded.
She looked at me and said, “Pete, did Amy tell you that she just got married six months ago? Amy, show him that big rock on our finger.”
Amy lifted her hand up and showed off a fairly large ring. “Congratulations,” I said. “Your husband is a very lucky man.”
To my surprise Amy came back with: “Shirley, it was just harmless flirting. Besides, I don’t see a ring on Pete’s finger!”
Shirley grabbed my left hand and lifted it up to show everybody that there was no ring yet but that she expected me and Jane to someday be married. I made a joke about a pending engagement being news to me and lowered my hand back to its resting spot on my left leg.
It took me a minute but I noticed that Shirley’s hand had not left my wrist while she was engrossed in the conversation. I was not sure if this was on purpose or she just forgot so I moved my hand from my leg to hers and rested it there. She paused for a moment in the conversation so I escalated things by giving her knee a small squeeze.
She gently pulled my hand off of her leg and placed it back on mine and then put her arms on the table while rejoining the conversation. I leaned forward on the table as if I was just trying to hear and slid my hand back onto her leg and left it there. Surprisingly, she kept up her end of the conversation without pausing so I just slowly started to rub her leg. She did not respond and I continued to gently rub her leg for a few minutes. At that point the women started getting up as if an alarm had gone off and started to say their good byes.
After we had all said our “nice to meet you” and “Good byes” it was just Shirley and I getting ready to leave. Before she could say anything, I asked her what her plans were and she replied that had had none. I said “I don’t meet Jane for another two hours so why don’t I give you a tour of my insurance office?”
She looked right at me and with a small smirk asked “Why would I want a tour of an insurance office?
I looked right back at her and smiled. “Because, after two more weeks you won’t be able to tour an insurance office and every engaged woman should have one final tour of an insurance office.” I did not wait for her response. I told her the address and that I was headed right there if she wanted that tour.
I pulled into the parking lot and as I was unlocking the door noticed Shirley arriving. I waited for her and walked in right behind her and for the first time noticing how nice her ass was. She was clearly nervous as we walked through the reception area and I guided her to my office.
“Since I have to meet Jane in an hour and a half, I thought that I would give you the abbreviated tour and we could just fully explore my office this time,” I said.
I leaned in and kissed her and then pulled her shirt over her head exposing her beautiful braless breasts. She began unbuckling my pants saying “This time? It is only one time!”
Next her pants came off and I inserted first one finger and then another as I sucked on her beautiful tits, alternating between the two. She was squirming and quickly approaching her first orgasm which erupted after I hit her G spot. She was pulling on my rock-hard cock begging me to fuck her. I grabbed a condom out of the drawer and after putting it on lifted Shirley off of the desk and walked her to the wall.
With her back to the wall, I lowered her on to my cock and waited a few seconds for her to adjust. She wrapped her legs around me and I started just fucking her as hard as I could. Every thrust brought a chorus of “Yes, oh my god and harder, fuck me harder.”
As I started to lose my strength I brough her back to the desk, turned her over and entered her from behind. Grabbing her hair and pulling it as I drove deeper and deeper into her fucking her as she has never been fucked before.
“I am cumming” she screamed as I could feel her legs shaking and turning to jelly. I was right behind her as I filled up that condom with a nice orgasm of my own. I sat back in my chair pulling her with me so that my dick stayed in her as it was deflating. We enjoyed that post orgasmic bliss for a few minutes before heading to the bathrooms to clean up.
I walked her to her car and she looked at me with those just fucked eyes and said “Wow, that was quite the tour. You were right. Every engaged woman should have that kind of tour”.
I went to hug her good bye and to my surprise she gave me a kiss which quickly turned into tongues which became a full blown make out session.
We came up for air and she asked if there were cameras on the building. I responded that there were not. She started unbuckling her pants and said “By my calculations we have another fifteen minutes so stop wasting time and fuck me again.”
I bent her over the hood of her car and again fucked her doggy style. I had to cover her mouth to stop her screams and we were both soon orgasming with just enough time to run back in and clean up.
As we got back to her car, I told her I was happy she could feel what it was like to be just fucked and I would be here next Friday night as well if she wanted an encore. She smiled, “One time only.” And drove away.
ONE WEEK BEFORE THE WEDDING
It was Friday night and I was not meeting Jane so I was working late and trying to decide what I wanted to do when I heard a knock at the office door. I was surprised but not shocked to see Shirley there. I let her in without commenting and I walked her to my office.
She became emotional as soon as she sat down and asked that I let her talk. She told me that last week was unexpected and that she didn’t feel guilty because she did not plan it and did not intend to cheat. One final fling happens all the time and if no one knows then it is in the past.
Tonight, she chose to come and that bothered her conscience. I told her that we did not have to do anything but talk and that is exactly what we did for ten minutes before I asked the right question, “So why did you come her tonight if you are feeling so guilty?”
She stammered around a little bit before answering. “Scott likes to put me on a pedestal. He likes to make love to me which I thought is what I wanted too. You just fucked me. You did things to me that no one else has and I loved it. I want more of it.”
“Did you tell Scott that”, I asked.
She laughed. “You mean tell him that I want him to treat me like the slut that I want to be?”
I kissed her hard. “For the rest of tonight you will be my slut, after that, if you want your marriage to work then you better tell Scott exactly how you want to be fucked.”
For the next few hours there was no lovemaking, just hard fucking. On my desk, on the conference room table and finally on my boss’s wife’s desk. (See Office Sex) We were totally spent at this time and after cleaning up I walked her back to her car.
We did kiss good bye but there was no repeat of the previous week’s car sex. I implored her to talk with Scott and let him know what she wanted and that I would see her at the wedding (Jane was in the wedding party).
ONE DAY BEFORE THE WEDDING
Jane and Shirley were at the rehearsal dinner so I decided to see if Shirley’s friend Amy was at the same bar that we had met. As I was walking up to the door, I saw the women exit the bar and head towards the parking lot. Fortunately, it seems that Amy had parked in the same lot that I had so she walked right towards me.
She seemed surprised to see me and I asked her if she wanted to go back and join me for a drink. She couldn’t as her husband was expecting her.
“This can be a tough parking lot,” I said. “Let me walk you to your car.”
Amy laughed. “Will I be safer or less safe letting you walk me?”
“Let’s find out,” I responded.
When we got to the car, I kept a couple of feet away so as I would not make her nervous. I was playing the long game. “You are going to the wedding tomorrow? I asked.
“Of course. Will you be there? she asked.
“I will. I have been to the place where the reception is before. I happen to know that there is a private room there in the back. If you can get away quietly, I can meet you there.” I said matter of fact.
It was quiet for a moment before Amy responded “You do know that I have a husband, don’t you?
“I do. I also know something else.” I left that statement hanging and when she just looked at me waiting for the next part, I finished with, “I also know that you didn’t say NO! I will see you tomorrow. Give me some kind of eye contact when you can get away.”
WEDDING DAY
The wedding went extremely well with the only noteworthy item from the church being that I waited until after Amy and her husband sat down before sitting down in the same row although about ten feet away from her. We did steal some glances.
We arrived at the reception and my table was two over from Amy. I picked a chair where I could look directly at their table without seeming like I was staring. Amy sat with her back to me.
When the meal was over and the dancing began, I got in line to dance with the bride. As luck would have it a slow song came on. I kept her at a distance, remarked on how beautiful she was. With a smile on my face, I asked her if she had talked with Scott. She shook her head No. As I was tapped on the shoulder, I just repeated that she needed to talk with him.