Chapter 9: Wedding Party

Katelyn and Stacy had gone to Katelyn’s room to change into their bridesmaids dresses for the wedding.

I stripped back down to my thong and reached the same stage of undress as Fiona did. She came and we rubbed our breasts together as we kissed. Our erect nipples slid across each other’s breasts as we rubbed and looked longingly at each other. I relished the sapphic love that we felt for each other.

This time Fiona inserted two fingers into my pussy. There was little fanfare to her act, just the insertion. I’d been on the edge ever since our time together in the sauna.

“I’m close, Fiona,” I told her.

“Then let me make you cum,” she said.

And she did. A few thrusts and twists, some strokes around my clit, and I came as we stood there, her fingers buried in my cunt.

We kissed more. I whispered, “I owe you one, my love.” We kissed some more.

“I sure hope that brother of mine brings you to Mexico,” Fiona said. She made a huge sigh and added, “Let’s get dressed or we won’t be ready on time.”

I was ready in fifteen minutes and that even included helping Fiona get into most of her wedding dress – a simple floor length white satin strapless sheath. She looked beautiful in it and I started to tear up all over again.

The bridesmaid dress was a lovely spaghetti strapped mango colored floor length sheath. A slit up the side to mid-thigh allowed a full stride as well as revealed a lot of leg. The bodice left me with an impressive display of cleavage. We both laughed when I commented on how the dress invited Josh to put his hand down my front and fondle my breasts.

Fiona added that Ray or Carl might also like to explore that geography as well as part of the southern hemisphere too.

Katelyn and Stacy joined us dressed just like I was. We were four beautiful women and I knew the other two bridesmaids would be just as pretty. This was going to be a gorgeous wedding.

I hugged Fiona again, not in a sexy way, but in a loving way. “Thank you so much for inviting me to be in your wedding. I feel so swept up in your family and ... well I’m falling in love with all of you so fast.” We hugged and I let her go. We both smiled warmly at each other.

Josh knocked on the door and yelled in, “Limousines are here. Time to go ladies. Your escorts are all gathered in the hall. Well, most of them are.”

I opened the door. Josh impressed immediately in his tuxedo. I instantly thought he could have stepped out of a James Bond movie – a scene in some grand casino in Monte Carlo where he’s just leaving and about to get into his million-dollar Aston Martin.

Josh looked deep into my eyes and said, “You are beautiful. You were beautiful before you went out this morning and now you are even more beautiful, if that’s possible. You take my breath away.”

Suddenly, he woke up to the fact that I was dressed like Katelyn and Stacy. I said, “I’ve been invited to be in the wedding by Fi. I’m one of her bridesmaids. Also, there’s going to be a change in the route we travel to go home. Stay tuned.”

I flowed into his arms and we carefully hugged so my makeup didn’t smudge onto his tux. We pecked at each other’s lips. Josh wanted to ask a dozen questions about what I’d said, but he held back after I put a finger on his lips to quiet him.

Carl came into the room also looking dashing. He and Katelyn kissed and hugged. The men all fawned appropriately over Fiona, kissing her and telling her how beautiful the bride looked.

Our whole entourage headed downstairs and out the front door into the waiting stretch limousine. Fifteen minutes later we pulled up in front of the Elkhorn Lodge, the site of the wedding and reception.

The wedding consisted of a semi-circle of the bridesmaids and groomsmen surrounding the New Age minister, Ray and Fiona. All the guests stood in concentric semi-circles behind them. Everyone held hands as a symbol of unity, love, and support for the couple – as well as for each other. As the simple ceremony ended the minister had us all hug one another and spread the warmth and love throughout the attendees. The scene could have come out of a movie, everyone looked so happy.

At the reception Josh and I sat at one of the round tables in the great hall with six other people. We all introduced ourselves and exchanged pleasantries as the appetizers were served. Finally, I had an opportunity to tell Josh about the conversation at the spa and ask him about flying us all to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico.

He shot me a wide grin and said, “What a great idea.” He leaned in and whispered to me, “I want to make love to you on the beach.”

I whispered back, “You can make love to all of us on the beach if you play your cards right.” I ran my fingers up his thigh, stopping just short of his crotch. I could watch his eyes enlarge the closer I got to ground zero.

“Sounds like a plan,” Josh said back to me, “but just so you know you are my first priority.” I could tell by the look on his face that he was serious. We were both infatuated with each other not to mention with the surrounding sexual situations that were emerging. I felt really glad that I’d moved into first place where there hadn’t been any places before.

During dinner, the two of us steered our conversation to more mundane things about our lives that we both wanted to know. We shared our childhoods with each other, talking about siblings, early schooling, parents and other factors influential on our views of the world – things we hadn’t gotten to as he was preparing me for this trip as his ’temporary girlfriend’.

Often we’d veer off our learning about each other to allow conversation with someone else at the table. In hindsight, I’m sure the other six people – all more middle-aged couples – evaluated us as hopelessly falling in love with one another. We had ‘the look’.

After dinner Ray and Fiona cut a rather traditional looking wedding cake. A six-piece band then started to crank out some fantastic music that appealed to all the attendees. They had a knack for getting people involved in the dancing as individual band members wandered into the audience and pulled the wallflowers out onto the dance floor.

Josh went and had his ‘mandatory’ dance with Fiona as I danced with Ray. The piece we danced to allowed us to dance close to each other and I took the opportunity to snuggle into Ray, even rubbing my groin against his quite intentionally. I whispered to him how much we were looking forward to ‘getting together’ in Mexico, leaving no doubt about the sexual innuendo of the situation.

A little later we got a chance to dance with Katelyn and Carl. I took the opportunity to also provide some libido stimulation to Carl as well. I felt like a naughty girl but that didn’t stop me from having some fun with how I felt and how I knew Josh felt. There were no details, just lots of innuendo. Carl got the subliminal message.

I could also see a certain intimacy that transcended brother-sister relationships with Josh and Katelyn too. I hoped no one else noticed and I tried to deflect some of their obviousness by steering Carl over next to them so we could talk to them. When the dance ended we changed partners and I plastered myself against Josh and let him squire me around the dance floor.

Later I pushed Josh at Stacy and suggested that he get to know her better. I joined up with Fiona, Ray and the other bridesmaids and their significant others as we rested from our exertions on the dance floor.

Meanwhile we could watch Josh and Stacy coming on to each other. I actually felt a rush in my pussy area as I watched the two of them nuzzle closely as they danced.

Fiona leaned in and whispered to me, “Turns you on watching them together doesn’t it.”

I nodded. “Sure does, and that’s a surprise. I have the feeling that I should be jealous, but I’m about as far from that emotion as you can get. I’m going to love seeing them fuck – making love.”

She went on, “You’re hooked on both of them – all of us. It’s not just the sex or the promise of it – it’s the encompassing feeling of love and emotion that sweeps through you. Right now you’re feeling what’s called NRE – New Relationship Energy – with all of us. We’ve established mutual relationships that we like; they’re like a drug and we can’t get enough of it.”