Six months after my marriage proposal, Wendy and I were wedded in a two-part ceremony that was both traditional and modern. The civil portion was very...similar to what we'd experienced back when I was impersonating Roger Benson, but with infinitely more meaning. For obvious reasons, we chose a different locale for this part of the proceedings. Then, later in the same day, came the celebratory part. We had a festive ceremony at the luxurious residence of Wendy's supervisor. The guest list was of. Now that she was laughing and high as fuck and wanted one too.I lied to her, saying to wait that I was hungry and was ordering food. But instead, I was setting her up to get her holes filled. Now Kartik had started and would arrive somewhere in 25 minutes. Now she wanted to get fucked as she was high.She just ducked under the table and started stroking my dick over my shorts. I was excited too to fuck her by seeing her cleavage. I asked her to bring that blindfold cloth which I asked for. Aik din hamare ghar main koi nahee ta subah 11 bajay door bill hui main nay door kola tu aunty samnay khadi tee aur uss k haat main uss k bachay ka kilona ta aur mujay kaha ahmad dek yee toot giya hain iss ko jor de zara elfi be wo saat main le ai tee aunty ko pata ta ghar main koi nahee hain wo aik dam se ander akar room main neechay carpet par bet gaye main ne deka uss k mamay kafi ubray huye dik rahay tee uss ne dupata nahee pehna ta tight shalwar kameez pehniTee wo isi tarha bet gaye main. It helped me hide my betraying penis which invariably grew turgid from eyeing little Wendy.To make matters worse, Wendy was ebullient and outgoing, drawing many friends, at that tender young age, her friends were all nymphets, as well!When her parents prevailed upon me to baby-sit, I flushed with fright! I couldn't deny my sister, but why would her husband even begin to trust me with his only daughter? Unless...No! That's not fair. Just because I harbor these urges is no reason to ascribe them.