I was already mostly undressed, feeling lazy and tired. I don’t know why, but seeing myself in only my underclothes in the full length mirror made m... feel horny. I laid back on the bed and decided that a bit of finger relief was called for. As I slipped my fingers down inside my knickers I was surprised how wet I was. I closed my eyes and fantasised about a handsome man I’d seen in the hotel lobby. Just as I was reaching the point of no return, I heard a voice.“Oh, I am sorry. I have towels for. When I got back I laid down in on my bed fully clothed and tried to pass out. It was at that moment I felt him climb in next to me and begin to spoon me. I asked him what the hell he was doing and he told me to relax he wanted to help me get off since I didn't get laid. I told him it wasn't cool and he said "i'm not touching anything i'm just gonna rub". With that he grasped his hand over my cock and began rubbing the leather/zipper area against my crotch. I felt the room spinning but I was. Wind whipped through the gathering, sending the white wedding gown built by her mother high enough to reveal Melissa's red and black silk garters on her white stocking covered thighs. Even Zelda's heavy, low cut, black velvet dress adorned with silver moons, one for each phase except the new moon, rose from ankle length to her knees. Her black lace scarf fluttered, but glistening five pointed silver and gold star pins in her hair kept it in place. Others attending the wedding held their skirts. Not satisfied with the crude measurement, she stepped closer until our knees touched, and then our thighs, and then our chests, and then our noses and I was looking directly into her pale blue eyes. "We're the same height," she said, stepping back satisfied.I fell back to the bench, concerned that she had detected my cock poking out the front of my pants."Are you ready to knock the ball around?" She asked. I wasn't ready, but I got up, selected one of my rackets and took my place on the.